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"Big Brother, that's great." Zhang Wanyou saw Su Hai defeated by Wang Yi, her jade-like face filled with joy, her smile more beautiful than a hundred blooming flowers, warming everyone's hearts.
"Now you're happy," Zhang Xuan said with a smile.
"Hmph." Su Ming's expression darkened at the sight, looking at Wang Yi with a cold snort, "Wang Yi, don't get too proud; you can't escape my grasp."
"Wang Yi, are you ready to fight?" Heber Fu felt a surge of fighting spirit, a flame burning fiercely in his heart as he looked intently at Wang Yi and asked loudly.
"If Brother He wants to fight, I, Wang Yi, will gladly accompany you," Wang Yi laughed.
"Wang Yi, after your previous battle, you must have consumed quite a bit of Vital Energy. Competing with Heber Fu now will put you at a disadvantage," He Shan said seriously.
"He Family Master, there's no need for concern; let's start the competition early!" Wang Yi replied calmly.
"Hiss!"
"This Wang Yi is too arrogant. Although he defeated Lin Haojian before, he just fought and must have exhausted a lot of Vital Energy. Now facing Heber Fu, the odds are against him."
"Indeed. Although this young man has extraordinary talent, he is too young and easily swayed by emotions."
"Wang Yi, have you thought this through?" Zhang Liang frowned, surprised that Wang Yi would not consider the consequences and was willing to fight Heber Fu; it seemed quite reckless.
"Uncle Zhang, there's no need to persuade me further; my mind is made up," Wang Yi said firmly.
"Alright then, since that's the case, the second match will be held early," He Shan announced to everyone upon seeing Wang Yi's determination.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone shook their heads in unison, thinking that this young man was too impulsive and overly arrogant. His battle with Heber Fu would surely end in defeat. Even Zhang Liang sighed and said, "Young man, you're too rash."
"Wang Brother, you are too reckless." Zhang Xuan shook his head. Previously, Wang Yi had lost to Heber Fu, and he thought that Wang Yi was simply furious when he agreed to the challenge, but the chance of victory was slim.
"Father, what should we do?" Zhang Wanyou said with a worried expression.
"Sigh, it's too late. Wang Yi has already promised in front of everyone; there's no turning back now. If he loses, he has no one to blame but himself," Zhang Liang waved his hand and sighed. At this point, it no longer mattered whether Wang Yi won or lost, as his goal had already been achieved.
"Hmph, arrogant, Wang Yi. You lost to Heber Fu before; do you really think you can defeat him this time?" Su Ming said with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. "I want to see how you will embarrass yourself this time."
On the stage.
"Wang Brother, do you really not want to recover a bit?" Heber Fu asked.
"Please go ahead!" Wang Yi shook his head.
"Watch my fist!" Heber Fu shouted loudly, swinging his right fist. The air shattered with a loud boom, and waves of energy surged like a tide.
"Come on!" Wang Yi laughed and also threw out a punch. When their fists collided, it sounded like steel clashing, causing a sharp pain in the ears. Both men were pushed back by the force of the impact.
Heber Fu looked at Wang Yi, his eyes filled with fighting spirit like sparks igniting a prairie fire. With a low growl, he stood on one leg, sweeping his left leg while striking upward with his right arm. The air rippled as he crossed his left arm in front of him in a defensive posture. With a powerful push off the ground, he charged toward Wang Yi like a mountain pressing down.
At the same time, Wang Yi felt a surge of Vital Energy rising from his Dantian to his throat, accompanied by a faint rumble of thunder. He struck out with both fists, launching into the air like an enraged dragon, unstoppable.
"Buzz!"
Wang Yi watched as Heber Fu charged at him. Opening his mouth, he unleashed a wave of Sonic Wave energy nearly twice as strong as before, creating ripples in the air like water patterns that resonated against Heber Fu.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Heber Fu's iron fists struck hard in rapid succession. The Inaudible Sound Wave shattered upon impact as he closed in on Wang Yi.
"Boom!"
A punch was thrown, like thousands of Scorching Thunder striking the ground, all landing on Wang Yi. Wang Yi's fists danced in fury, his clothes billowing, the shadows of his punches creating an impenetrable wall, resembling a gazelle's horns, leaving Heber Fu with no escape.
"This child is indeed the one who defeated Lin Haojian; he is truly extraordinary," Zhang Liang praised while stroking his beard. However, he was taken aback, not expecting that after a battle, Wang Yi's combat power would still be so formidable.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect this kid to be able to fight evenly with my son; he really has some skills," He Shan laughed heartily.
"Hmph, this is just the beginning," Su Zhe said. At this moment, his anger had diminished considerably, but seeing that Wang Yi still had such combat power after battling Su Hai made his face turn extremely grim. It was evident to anyone that Wang Yi had not used his full strength earlier, which was truly infuriating.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Furious Fist unleashed wildly upon each other. Suddenly, Wang Yi struck out with a palm, gathering a vortex of air between his hands and slamming it down fiercely. Heber Fu's expression changed slightly; he already knew the peculiarities of this move and did not dare to underestimate it. With a low growl, he increased his Vital Energy by another third and punched out.
The sound of cracking echoed as his steps suddenly became heavy as if weighed down by ten thousand pounds. Heber Fu felt an invisible vortex of air enveloping him, making it impossible to break free. Sweat appeared on his forehead as Wang Yi smiled faintly. He first used the Furious Fist to lure him into close combat and then unexpectedly unleashed the Transforming Cloud Palm; Heber Fu had indeed fallen into the trap.
Heber Fu felt his feet growing heavier and his steps slowing down; if this continued, he would surely be defeated by Wang Yi, causing him great anxiety.
"Overlord Fist!"
Suddenly, a furious roar erupted like thunder striking Wang Yi's ears. Heber Fu stomped both feet on the ground and pounded the earth with both fists. Under their impact, the invisible vortex of air instantly became chaotic. All his Vital Energy converged onto his fists in an instant. Heber Fu no longer dared to prolong the battle with Wang Yi and directly unleashed his ultimate move, the He Family's unique skill: Overlord Fist!
The shadow of the fist surged like a raging bull, unmatched in momentum and pressure. The terrifying Vital Energy rose like towering waves, crashing toward Wang Yi.
Wang Yi's gaze remained calm as water, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. Upon seeing this, Heber Fu felt an ominous premonition arise within him. Suddenly, he heard three words: Cloud Manipulation Palm. The voice was as gentle as a breeze but transformed in an instant into a sound as loud as a morning bell.
Before the words faded away, an unmatched stream of air instantly gathered in Wang Yi's palm, forming a vortex of air about ten feet wide. The wind from his palm swept through violently, causing clothes to rustle loudly. In an instant, Heber Fu's garments were torn apart while his fists felt as heavy as Mount Tai; he could no longer swing them out.
Heber Fu's face changed dramatically; wherever he looked, he felt himself trapped in a gigantic suction vortex, unable to move at all.
Rumbling!
A powerful wave of palm energy swept over him without any obstruction, under the terrified gaze of the latter. With a crack, his blood surged, and he spat out blood, flying backward like a severed kite. All of this seemed slow, but it actually happened in the blink of an eye, impossibly fast.
"Hiss!"
After a long time, gasps of astonishment finally erupted from the audience, with exclamations ringing out one after another.
"What just happened? How did Heber Fu lose in the blink of an eye?"
"What Wang Yi used at the end must be the forbidden martial arts of Kaiyang Sect; otherwise, how could it have such power? It's truly terrifying."
"He Bofu has lost." He Shan's eyes widened as he finally uttered these four words after a long pause, still unable to believe that his son had actually been defeated.
"Brother Wang, he won." Zhang Wanyou looked at the tall figure on stage. A gentle breeze brushed against Wang Yi's cheek, and he appeared exceptionally handsome and confident. Her heart raced like a rabbit, filled with chaotic emotions; her cheeks flushed red, and her delicate hands fidgeted nervously as feelings she couldn't express began to stir within her.
"This... Previously, Brother Wang was not even a match for Heber Fu; why has he now easily defeated him?" Zhang Xuan was momentarily stunned before speaking after a while.
"Truly worthy of being a disciple of Kaiyang Sect. In this Xiangzhou Prefecture's younger generation, there are probably very few who can compare with him!" Zhang Xuan stroked his beard and then noticed his daughter gazing at Wang Yi with admiration in her beautiful eyes, her face flushed. "Daughter, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Wanyou exclaimed softly, her face as red as a ripe apple. She looked at her father with shyness.
"My precious daughter, could it be that you've really taken a liking to this young man?" Zhang Liang said with a smile.
"Father, you're being ridiculous! If you keep this up, I won't talk to you anymore," Zhang Wanyou replied shyly, pouting her lips like lotus petals and pulling on Zhang Liang's large hand while lowering her head stubbornly.
Zhang Liang laughed heartily.
"Uncle He, please announce the results of the match!" Wang Yi said calmly.
“Three Clans Competition, won by the Zhang Family.” He Shan stared at Wang Yi for a long time, nodded, and announced loudly. He thought to himself, “So this young man had anticipated this all along; his earlier arrogance was not feigned. After this great victory, he shows no signs of pride. Given time, he will surely have a place in Xiangzhou Prefecture.”
“Wang Yi, you are indeed impressive, but I hope that next time we can fight again. I will definitely defeat you,” Heber Fu said, slightly adjusting the chaotic Vital Energy within him, looking at Wang Yi, his fists clenched, full of fighting spirit.
“I'm ready whenever you are,” Wang Yi replied calmly.
With the conclusion of the Three Clans Competition, the mines and shops that were managed in rotation by the three families would now be under the control of the Zhang Family...
In the Zhang Family hall.
“Wang Xianzi, are you really determined to leave today?” Zhang Liang looked at the composed Wang Yi, furrowing his brow as he asked.
“Zhang Family Head, there is no need to persuade me further; my mind is made up,” Wang Yi replied with a cupped fist.
“Brother Wang, why rush? Why not wait a little longer?” Zhang Xuan, seeing his sister sitting quietly with her head down, her jade hands repeatedly twisting the hem of her clothes, felt a pang of affection and hurriedly spoke up.
“Alright, since Wang Xianzi has made up her mind, I should fulfill my promise. Rest assured, after you leave, I will announce the dissolution of the engagement,” Zhang Liang said, seeing Wang Yi's determined gaze and knowing further persuasion would be futile.
“Thank you, Zhang Family Head.” Wang Yi bowed in gratitude.
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