"To kill you is enough!"
Ling Fan's faintly disdainful voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
Li Yuanzheng remained silent, but his expression gradually turned cold.
He sneered, "Such bold words! Twenty years ago, I made Jiangnan City bow in submission, with no one daring to show the slightest disrespect before me, Li Yuanzheng. I never expected that after twenty years of seclusion, even a stinking brat like you would dare to bark madly in front of me!"
He took a step forward.
At that instant, an incredibly powerful and vast cultivation force erupted. Centered on his landing point, the hard bluestone ground began to crack, and visible ripples of power spread outwards.
Boom!
With that step, Li Yuanzheng's figure vanished instantly.
It wasn't that he truly disappeared.
It was that everyone's eyes simply couldn't capture his speed.
Whoosh!
When everyone finally managed to keep up with his speed.
Li Yuanzheng had already appeared three paces in front of Ling Fan.
With a terrifying roaring sound, like an overwhelming tide, he struck out with a palm towards Ling Fan.
Rumble!
The air compressed and exploded continuously.
The power of this palm strike was incredibly fearsome, surpassing even that of Han Shouzheng, the enshrinement of the Governor's Mansion of Tianchu Province.
Clearly, Li Yuanzheng's power had also reached a peak state, unable to advance further below the Tianyuan realm.
He had exchanged his twenty years of arduous cultivation for such a perfectly integrated, mountain-like, and sea-like vast cultivation.
"Ah!"
The crowd couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
They were all shaken by Li Yuanzheng's nearly invincible and terrifying power.
All the Lan family members' eyes were filled with worry.
They clenched their fists.
Their hearts tightened.
They still didn't know that Ling Fan already possessed terrifying strength that could crush those in the quasi-Tianyuan realm.
Therefore, they were very worried at this moment.
Others also did not favor Ling Fan.
After all, Li Yuanzheng's reputation was too great.
In comparison, although Ling Fan had risen to prominence in the past two to three months, he was still too young.
The most formidable achievement they knew of him was subduing Liang Hutu, who was only at the late Xuan'gang realm at the time, with that terrifying flame.
However, Li Yuanzheng was invincible below the Tianyuan realm.
How could he be compared to someone like Liang Hutu?
Under the intense gaze of everyone watching, Ling Fan met that palm strike.
The Five Elements True Qi on his body spread out, forming endless streams of energy that enveloped him, like countless flowing ribbons, or like wisps of ethereal clouds, filled with an ineffable and profound aura.
Ling Fan also struck out with a palm.
However, compared to Li Yuanzheng's palm strike, which was filled with immense power and spectacular momentum, Ling Fan's palm strike was exceedingly ordinary.
It was as if an old man on the street was practicing boxing for exercise.
No matter how one looked at it, there was no sense of power.
However, in Li Yuanzheng's eyes, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Others could not discern the profoundness of Ling Fan's palm strike, but he vaguely saw some clues.
Ling Fan's punch seemed to have no trace of worldly power, yet every movement was in perfect harmony with the principles of boxing and palm techniques, as if this was the only way the palm should be struck.
Even half an inch off would be a mistake.
Bang!
In a flash of lightning, the two palms collided abruptly.
Ling Fan's figure did not move an inch.
However, the solidified and extremely powerful martial qi on Li Yuanzheng's hand was continuously shattering and annihilating, like a flickering candle struggling against a fierce wind.
Bang bang bang!
A series of dense, fine explosive sounds continuously echoed.
Li Yuanzheng's body trembled violently from Ling Fan's palm strike, staggering back more than ten steps!
It was only then that he forcefully stomped his foot into the ground, barely dissipating that terrifying force. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
How could this be!
Li Yuanzheng's eyes widened in horror, staring fixedly at the seemingly ordinary, gray-haired youth opposite him.
However, Ling Fan's face remained calm, without any change in expression.
His composure was chilling.
Only a killing intent, almost tangible, locked onto him, making his heart stir!
At this moment, not only Li Yuanzheng himself.
Everyone else was also dumbfounded.
All the Lan family members' clenched fists quietly loosened, and their hearts also breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn.
The son-in-law is as fierce as ever!
When did the son-in-law get stronger again?
Li Yuanzheng was an ultimate expert infinitely close to a Tianyuan realm martial arts master!
From the Jiangnan City Lord's Mansion.
Nearly a thousand strong individuals from the City Lord's Mansion were all struck silent, their eyes filled with profound disbelief.
Han Qing looked as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth agape, unable to speak.
Even Li Yuanzheng was not Ling Fan's match!
Li Qingxuan's eyes were so wide that their corners seemed to be splitting.
He tightly gripped the armrests of his wheelchair with both hands, yet still couldn't control his body from trembling slightly.
His father was actually repelled by Ling Fan in a single exchange...
How could this be!
Did his father, after twenty years of seclusion, still not measure up to a youth not even twenty years old!
My father will definitely win.
Absolutely.
Li Qingxuan roared in his heart, unable to accept the reality before him.
"Again!"
Li Yuanzheng's expression turned as dark as water. With a boom, even more powerful force erupted from every corner of his body. He instantly became like a terrifying furnace burning to its extreme.
His entire body's strength was continuously increasing, continuously releasing.
An extremely powerful surge of vital energy burst forth, entwining every strand of his martial qi.
Boom!
He leaped up, charging towards Ling Fan again.
Bang bang bang!
Endless fists and kicks descended like a torrential downpour, causing the void to roar continuously, as if countless spring thunderclaps were exploding in everyone's ears.
Jiangnan City's Yellow-grade high-tier martial skill.
Mad Demon Fist!
This was the inherited supreme skill of a powerful martial arts family that Li Yuanzheng had annihilated twenty years ago.
The offensive was fierce, wave after wave.
If one's martial cultivation was inferior to the practitioner, they would immediately fall into a disadvantage, constantly suppressed until they could no longer hold on and were defeated.
However, Ling Fan moved within the dense, torrential fist strikes as if strolling in his own backyard, with ease. Occasionally, he would extend his slender arm and lightly dissipate Li Yuanzheng's offensive.
Conversely, Li Yuanzheng felt his arm about to explode from the intense pain.
The overbearing and peerless Mad Demon Fist had completely lost its effect.
Li Yuanzheng gritted his teeth.
Again!
His offensive changed, seamlessly transitioning, and he unleashed another powerful martial skill.
In the arena, it was as if the compassionate chanting of a Buddhist monk could be heard.
It was also like an angry Arhat subduing demons and subduing evil.
Li Yuanzheng's fist style changed, becoming incomparably fierce, and his power surged accordingly.
Yellow-grade high-tier martial skill.
Vajra Subduing Tiger Fist!
Li Yuanzheng's body seemed to emit a faint golden light, and his fists were condensed with a thin layer of golden radiance. Beneath his fists, all the bronze sculptures in front of the Lan Family Fort were blasted into pieces, scattering everywhere.
However, his response was always Ling Fan's palm technique, which lacked any trace of worldly power.
Bang!
The two collided abruptly.