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The four young men from the Zhou and Wang families leaped onto the stage without uttering a word, launching their attacks directly at Zhao Tenglong, who stood in the center. Although their movements were not synchronized, they flowed together in a coherent sequence, each wave of energy emanating from them like the surging tides of a great river, crashing towards Zhao Tenglong.
Zhao Tenglong observed that while the four youths appeared casual in their strikes, the combination of their techniques clearly formed a specific battle formation. Two of them arrived behind him first; one reached for his shoulder while the other swept low towards his legs. The other two charged forward rapidly, almost upon him.
“This is bad, Zhao Tenglong is in danger!”
“Is Zhao Tenglong stupid? Why isn’t he doing anything? Is he going to lose on the first move?!”
“To take on four opponents is no small feat unless there’s a significant disparity in cultivation levels. But the Eastern Ridge Four Talents are all at the late Qi Refinement Stage and have trained in the Four Directions Heart Unity Technique. Zhao Tenglong is indeed in trouble!”
…
Amidst the crowd's murmurs, a sinister smile crept across Zhao Tenglong's lips.
As the attacks from the Eastern Ridge Four Talents converged, they formed a faintly crackling net of lightning that enveloped Zhao Tenglong.
Boom!
In a blinding flash of white light, Zhao Tenglong's body swayed slightly before vanishing into thin air. The energy unleashed by the Eastern Ridge Four Talents collided with one another, resulting in a violent explosion.
In the next moment, Zhao Tenglong reappeared at the edge of the competition platform. His left hand flexed and curled, red light flickering at his fingertips, casting an eerie glow across his face. Slowly, he raised his right hand from his waist and flicked the rising red light towards the direction of the Eastern Ridge Four Talents, as if casually swatting away a mosquito. With a soft pop reminiscent of a bursting bubble, to everyone's disbelief, the Eastern Ridge Four Talents were sent flying in all directions like torn rags.
“He has mastered it! My son has achieved what no one from the Zhao Family has accomplished in a century—the Void Shattering Jade Hand!”
“Isn’t the Void Shattering Jade Hand a supreme skill that only Foundation Stage Cultivators can comprehend? Zhao Tenglong is truly a genius. Congratulations to my brother for having such a talented son. Heaven blesses the Zhao Family!”
“Congratulations to the family, heaven blesses the Zhao Family!”
…
On the stands, Zhou Chenglong and Wang Huabin wore expressions that fluctuated between joy and concern. They exchanged a glance, silently making some unknown decision.
As the discussions among the crowd continued, Zhao Tenglong suddenly appeared beside the Green-Clad Youth and struck at his chest with a palm. The Green-Clad Youth was at the peak of the Qi Refinement Stage's seventh layer. Although he was two levels below Zhao Tenglong, he was the captain and did not panic in this moment of crisis. Instead, he shifted his body slightly, allowing Zhao Tenglong's palm to strike his shoulder. Using the force from that strike, he spun towards Zhao Tenglong’s armpit and jabbed a finger at one of Zhao Tenglong's acupoints. Zhao Tenglong frowned slightly in pain and shouted, “Seeking death!”
The Green-Clad Youth was sent flying by Zhao Tenglong’s palm, spitting out blood mid-air.
“Brother!” The other three youths shouted in unison, their anger igniting as they circled towards Zhao Tenglong using an unusual footwork. Each of them employed different techniques aimed at Zhao Tenglong's vital points. Still enraged from being struck by the Green-Clad Youth, Zhao Tenglong had never been injured before in his life and decided to retaliate with brute force, intending to kill the Green-Clad Youth on the spot!
Dodging two of the Eastern Ridge Four Talents' attacks, he felt another jab on his back from the third person. He swiftly turned and kicked the one who struck him towards the other two. Zhao Tenglong then stood over the Green-Clad Youth with a fierce expression, placing his hands in a ball shape at his Dantian. A dark red True Qi rapidly concentrated between his palms. He then spread his arms wide in an embrace-like motion; red light flared again as an ancient dragon's roar echoed out, sending a Dragon Soul imbued with immense killing intent hurtling towards the terrified Green-Clad Youth.
The Green-Clad Youth realized he could not evade this strike. Throughout this encounter, he had never had time to execute his strategy. When they four brothers practiced the Four Directions Heart Unity Technique, their two family heads had warned them that while theoretically it allowed for fighting above one's level, its effectiveness diminished against equally tactical opponents. Clearly, Zhao Tenglong was such an opponent; he intended to risk injury to eliminate the squad's commander first before picking them off one by one.
The other three youths rushed forward to intervene. Zhao Tenglong coldly glanced at them from the corner of his eye; half of his True Qi instantly coalesced in his right hand, forming a massive blade that seemed ready to tear through space itself as it slashed toward those three youths.
“Not good! Quick, save him!” Zhou Chenglong and Wang Huabin simultaneously thought.
They sprang up from their seats and flew toward the stage almost simultaneously in an attempt to stop everything. Meanwhile, hidden beneath the stage for some time now, Zhao Yang noticed Wang Huabin quickly pulling out a black bead from a pouch at his waist and secretly crushing it as shouts of an approaching army echoed from outside.
"I'm afraid it is just as I expected; the Zhao Family will be exterminated today, even in my absence."
Half an hour earlier, as Zhao Yang approached the Zhao Family from three miles away, he felt a sense of astonishment. He sensed that there were many people lying in ambush not far from both sides of the road. Although he had not yet activated his spiritual awareness, his Body Refinement practice focused on the enhancement of vital energy and blood. With his current overwhelming vitality, he could naturally perceive the fluctuations of others' vital energy around him. However, he did not believe these individuals were specifically targeting him, as no one would know he was coming to the Zhao Family today. Moreover, the Zhao Family had long assumed he was dead.
The reason they had not discovered he was still alive was not due to their lack of intelligence but rather their sheer indifference to investigate.
When Zhao Yang arrived at the entrance of the Zhao Family, he noticed that the guards were also missing, which puzzled him even more. He calmed himself and sensed the fluctuations of vital energy around him; to his surprise, he found that there were many individuals with significantly stronger vital energy than ordinary people hidden around the Zhao Family.
"Isn't the cultivation world focused on Refining Qi rather than Body Refinement? Could these people be martial artists from the secular world? But if they wanted to attack the Zhao Family, they wouldn't rely solely on these secular martial artists, would they?"
With a series of questions in mind, Zhao Yang walked straight into the Zhao Family through the main gate. By the time he reached the Training Ground, the clan competition had already begun. Zhao Yang initially planned to defeat all the Zhao Family Disciples on stage today, including Zhao Tenglong, and then use Seventy-Three Transformations to eliminate Zhao Tianba. However, given the current situation, it seemed unnecessary for him to take action himself; all he needed to do was observe and then strike when necessary.
Although he shared the surname Zhao, he was fundamentally an outsider who had crossed over into this world. He held no emotional ties to the Zhao Family. Furthermore, the original owner of this body had been driven to death by them, and a lingering obsession within him urged him to seek revenge. He had never placed much importance on familial bonds; in his heart, those who treated him well were his true family. Therefore, he cherished his new family dearly. Even if they suffered a slight injury or insult, he would ensure their enemies faced annihilation and eliminate any potential dangers that could threaten them.
Today, it had become a foregone conclusion that the Zhao Family would face destruction.
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