Chapter 160: If You Are Unconvinced, Bring Your People to Fight

Even so, he had failed to unleash the true essence of the Heaven and Earth Palm Technique, displaying not even a thousandth of its might. Yet, relying on this fraction of power, he had decisively defeated countless young geniuses of the same realm.

Even many late-stage Qi and Pulse realm experts from the Heavenly Script Academy had fallen in defeat before him!

He possessed absolute confidence that a single strike would thoroughly crush Li Changfeng and inflict severe injuries upon him. He had fury burning within his heart that needed to be vented, and he wanted to show Zhao Muxia just how incomparable Li Changfeng was to him, proving who the truly exceptional one was.

Countless surging elemental energies converged, transforming into a staggering mountain that pressed down toward Li Changfeng. Wild, overbearing, and ferocious—these were the adjectives that flashed into the minds of everyone present the very moment that palm strike appeared.

Seeing Meng Kuo make his move, Zhao Muxia, despite her strong confidence in Li Changfeng, could not help but wear a look of worry. She had originally thought she could easily handle Meng Kuo, but now she realized she had been mistaken.

The cultivation techniques imparted by Brother Fan were naturally powerful, but how profound was her own comprehension of them?

Meanwhile, the Heaven and Earth Palm Technique, as the signature ultimate art of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, naturally possessed its own unique strengths. Meng Kuo had studied it for a long time, and if they were to truly fight, she would not be his match!

Witnessing this same palm strike, Du Tianqi wore a gloating smile at the corner of his mouth. He was certainly no stranger to the Heaven and Earth Palm Technique, as many members of the Heaven-Reaching Sect practiced it, and he had even sparred with them before. Although the power Meng Kuo currently displayed was somewhat lacking, sweeping away all opponents in the same realm would be effortless.

Even the first three stages among the eight tiers of the Qi and Pulse realm might not necessarily emerge victorious against it!

Li Changfeng was merely at the Qi Induction realm, yet he had previously spoken so boldly. Du Tianqi wanted to see how he would clean up this mess, hoping only that he would not be split in half by a single palm strike!

Suddenly, a figure caught Du Tianqi's eye. It was a youth dressed in a black long robe, with an ordinary face that was far from handsome. However, this youth kept his eyes closed, and his entire body emitted no aura whatsoever, making him seem almost like a corpse. With a black longsword slung across his waist, he appeared right before Du Tianqi.

Du Tianqi's gloating expression instantly straightened as he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

He had noticed this youth earlier; wasn't he the one accompanying Li Changfeng? He could not understand why the youth would appear before him while Li Changfeng was locked in intense combat.

"Xiao Beihan. I will give you the use of one hand!"

Without any superfluous words, Xiao Beihan stood before Du Tianqi, placing one hand behind his back while using the fingers of his other hand to form a sword gesture, pointing diagonally at the ground.

"A Qi Induction realm cultivator is going to give one hand to me, a late-stage Meridian Connection realm expert?"

Du Tianqi asked with a somewhat amused and mocking laugh, shaking his head. He felt these people must be out of their minds. First, Li Changfeng, a Qi Induction realm weakling, stepped out to offer one hand to Meng Kuo, a late-stage Qi and Pulse realm expert, and now this Xiao Beihan wanted to fight him with one hand tied behind his back.

Had they all gone mad?

Were they completely insane with their desire to fight across realms?

He chose not to strike immediately, instead glancing over at Li Changfeng, who was about to be struck by Meng Kuo's palm technique. At that moment, the towering palm-mountain came crashing down with a roar, and Du Tianqi wanted to see how Li Changfeng would retaliate.

However, could a counterattack from the Qi Induction realm truly be useful against a late-stage Qi and Pulse realm opponent—especially one who had practiced the top ten ultimate arts of the Snow Kingdom?

Du Tianqi shook his head. The reason he hadn't made a move yet was because he wanted Xiao Beihan to witness Li Changfeng's miserable defeat and severe injury, forcing him to back down in despair. He did not want to ruin his cultured and gentle image in front of Long Xinlan.

"With a pathetic palm technique like that, you dare call it Heaven and Earth?"

With a light chuckle, Li Changfeng looked at the towering palm-mountain descending right before his eyes, a look of utter disdain in his eyes.

"Let me show you what a real palm technique looks like!"

Li Changfeng let out a loud shout, his robes fluttering without any wind. Pointing from afar toward Meng Kuo, he twisted and slapped with his palm. His five-fingered hand instantly magnified countless times, and a colossal palm materialized out of thin air, fiercely swatting toward the mountain formed by Meng Kuo's elemental energy.

With a loud crash, before Meng Kuo could even react, the palm-mountain was shattered into pieces by Li Changfeng's single slap. Elemental energy scattered chaotically, and the entire mountain disintegrated with a bang. Meng Kuo, positioned directly behind the mountain, was naturally swatted away by the blow, coughing up blood as his eyes filled with disbelief.

A single strike!

It was merely a single strike!

One could not even tell what martial art Li Changfeng had employed. With just a single slap, he had collapsed the Heaven and Earth Palm Technique executed at Meng Kuo's full power, while simultaneously heavily injuring Meng Kuo himself and instantly snapping numerous bones in his body.

"This is impossible!"

Meng Kuo gritted his teeth, fresh blood streaming from the corners of his mouth. From an unknown pouch, he produced a medicinal pill and shoved it straight into his mouth. Instantly, his injuries began to heal at a visible rate.

Not far away, Lin Fan watched the scene. Catching sight of the green medicinal pill, he smiled slightly. Wasn't that a Vitality Origin Pill?

Compared to the Vitality Origin Pills produced by his own system, this one was utter trash!

"There is nothing impossible!"

Seeing Meng Kuo swallow the pill and begin healing, Li Changfeng threw out another palm strike. Yet another gigantic hand materialized and batted toward Meng Kuo. This time, the hand descended straight from above, and Meng Kuo, completely unable to evade, was struck solidly once more by the true essence palm.

It was just like a flyswatter swatting a fly. With a deafening boom, without the slightest exception, the entire vajra-stone paved ground trembled violently. Countless sand and gravel flew through the air amidst billowing dust, leaving behind a massive crater with five distinct finger-prints and a palm impression clearly stamped into the plaza.

Right at the center of the palm print was an even deeper depression. Meng Kuo lay sprawled in the crater in the shape of the Chinese character for "spreadeagle," covered in blood with his clothes torn to shreds. He was wretched to the extreme and had already passed out cold.

"Trash, not even worth a fight!"

Li Changfeng shook his head. To be honest, he hadn't even had his fill of action. Ever since obtaining cultivation techniques and martial arts from Brother Fan, their realm progression had been terrifyingly fast, making him feel as though he were living in a dream.

Now that his cultivation had broken through to the Meridian Connection realm, his combat prowess could already rival ordinary Flow realm powerhouses. Within the same realm, he was already an invincible existence; the only ones capable of trading blows with him were his fellow sworn brothers.

Originally, he had hoped Meng Kuo would force him to deploy some genuine martial arts, such as the Desolate Wilderness Palm imparted to him by Brother Fan, or the even more formidable Sovereign Dragon technique. Unfortunately, Meng Kuo was simply too weak.

Even though he had covertly suppressed his own cultivation just moments ago so that he matched Meng Kuo's power level, the purity and might of the true essence granted by his cultivation technique were simply beyond anything Meng Kuo could ever compare to.

For a moment, he found the whole affair rather dull and uninteresting.

"Meng Kuo—!"

Seeing Meng Kuo swatted away by Li Changfeng's palm, Du Tianqi and the others were momentarily stunned. It wasn't until Li Changfeng's second palm crushed Meng Kuo and inflicted grievous injuries upon him that they finally snapped out of their stupor, shouting out in anxious alarm.

Truth be told, their group enjoyed a relatively close relationship, and because Meng Kuo held the highest status among them, they naturally gravitated around him as their leader. Du Tianqi only took the lead occasionally because his elder brother was an peerless prodigy of the younger generation.

It was because Du Tianqi had set his sights on Long Xinlan that he had pursued her relentlessly for days; and as his brother in arms, Meng Kuo had tried to assist him while also developing an interest in Zhao Muxia, leading directly to the scene before them.

Now that Meng Kuo had suffered such devastating injuries, the Heaven and Earth Pavilion would undoubtedly fly into a rage. Since this entire conflict originated because of Du Tianqi, he could easily imagine the terrifying consequences.

Therefore, seeing Meng Kuo lying completely motionless, Du Tianqi let out a furious roar and lunged forward to rush to his aid. However, a black figure blocked his path—it was none other than Xiao Beihan!

"Get lost! I don't have time to play with you!"

Du Tianqi shouted coldly. With a crisp *clang*, he drew the longsword from his waist. Sword light erupted everywhere, chilling and ferocious, releasing countless fierce true essence bursts that bloomed like a peacock spreading its tail—breathtakingly beautiful, yet bone-chillingly dangerous.

If this Xiao Beihan refused to appreciate the gravity of the situation and persisted in blocking his way, Du Tianqi did not mind killing him!

Li Changfeng's strength had far exceeded his expectations; he never imagined that two casual strikes could reduce Meng Kuo to such a miserable state.

Still, he refused to believe that Xiao Beihan possessed the exact same terrifying strength. Nevertheless, he remained cautious, executing his moves with twelve-tenths of his power and leaving no room for error, for caution was never a mistake.

"I gave you one hand!"

As Du Tianqi drew his sword and unleashed a flurry of lethal sword lights targeting Xiao Beihan, the latter suddenly rested his palm on the hilt of the longsword at his waist, leaving his other hand tucked firmly behind his back, unmoving.

*Clang!*

The sound of a longsword clearing its sheath rang out. The sound was crisp and lingering, yet it felt as if it had occurred in a mere fraction of a second. Yet, in that very instant, the entire heaven and earth seemed to grow dim, and an overwhelmingly savage killing intent suffused the air.

*Clang!*

The black longsword slid back into its scabbard. The world remained as it was; the killing intent vanished, leaving behind only a calm breeze and clear skies.

*Thud!*

Du Tianqi collapsed to the ground, his hand still firmly gripping the hilt of his sword in a thrusting posture. His head, however, had already detached and rolled to the side, dark blood continuously seeping out.

Until the moment of his death, he had no idea how he had been killed!

Xiao Beihan walked back to stand a step behind Lin Fan without uttering a single word. Meanwhile, Li Changfeng, holding Zhao Muxia's hand, also retreated toward Lin Fan's back, his calm voice slowly echoing in the ears of the remaining, thunderstruck youths:

"Tell Meng Kuo, if he isn't convinced, have him send stronger people to fight!"