The words had barely left his mouth.

Bai Shiyan slammed his foot down, charging towards Qiao Yu.

The undead creatures in his path couldn't even hinder Bai Shiyan, as he sent them flying with his physical strength alone.

In an instant, Bai Shiyan was in front of Qiao Yu, delivering a powerful uppercut that sent him soaring into the air.

"Summoning undead, practicing with hammers, swords, and fists, and body refining."

Each word from Bai Shiyan was punctuated by a heavy blow to Qiao Yu.

"You dabble in everything, thinking it makes you strong? You're biting off more than you can chew; don't you understand such a simple principle!"

Qiao Yu coughed up blood, knowing that Bai Shiyan was simply throwing ordinary punches, yet he couldn't evade them.

Even when he managed to raise the Zhulong Crescent Blade or the Crimson Flame Hammer in defense, Bai Shiyan would still find an opening and land a punch on his face.

"A man who is never content is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. The result of dabbling in everything is mastering nothing! Being proficient in nothing!"

"In my eyes, someone like you is a complete joke! You can bully the weak, but against a true powerhouse, you have no chance of fighting back."

Bai Shiyan's words struck harder than his fists, dealing a double blow to Qiao Yu's body and spirit.

Perhaps... Bai Shiyan was right? Was he on the wrong path?

Even Qiao Yu couldn't help but doubt himself because he realized that in a one-on-one fight, he truly had no chance against Bai Shiyan.

Once Bai Shiyan went all out, he wouldn't even be able to injure him.

Qiao Yu even vaguely felt that he couldn't kill Bai Shiyan, even with the Youming Sky-Opening Fist.

This man was too strong, despairingly so.

A hint of confusion appeared in Qiao Yu's eyes. Bai Shiyan was completely different from the Saint-level experts he had encountered before. He didn't have a surging aura or flashy moves.

All Bai Shiyan had were those ordinary fists.

Yet, those fists always managed to find the weak points in his defenses and exploit them.

Even if he summoned undead creatures like the Netherworld Bone Dragon or the Death Knight, they could only delay Bai Shiyan for a moment before being crushed by those iron fists.

If the Xing brothers, Xing De Lu and Xing De Kong, could hear Qiao Yu's thoughts at this moment, they would surely burst into tears while hugging him.

They had found a kindred spirit!

They felt the exact same way when Bai Shiyan was beating them senseless.

"What's with that look? Are you trying to make me pity you?"

Bai Shiyan's face was filled with undisguised disgust.

"The blood of the Bai family flowing through your veins is an insult to the Bai family. Since you don't know where your strengths lie, then just die!"

Bai Shiyan slowly clenched his fist, countless forces stacking up on his knuckles, causing the surrounding space to crumble under the pressure.

Bai Shiyan was getting serious!

"Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist!"

The exact same move, but the power in Bai Shiyan's hands was vastly different from Qiao Yu's!

A look of horror flashed across Qiao Yu's eyes. His Ghost Eyes clearly captured the killing intent in Bai Shiyan's eyes; Bai Shiyan truly wanted to kill him!

He subconsciously raised the Crimson Flame Hammer in front of him.

"Clang!"

Bai Shiyan's fist slammed into the Crimson Flame Hammer, causing a ringing sound to reverberate. The weapon spirit inside the hammer let out a miserable scream.

This A-level +7 weapon began to shatter inch by inch under Bai Shiyan's fist!

After shattering the Crimson Flame Hammer, Bai Shiyan's fist continued its momentum, striking Qiao Yu's chest directly.

Qiao Yu had no idea how many ribs he had broken. The intense pain made him gasp like a fish out of water, with salty blood constantly surging into his throat.

The force of the Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist surged through his body, destroying everything in its path.

Only after experiencing it firsthand did Qiao Yu truly understand how powerful this fist technique was.

If the Crimson Flame Hammer hadn't blocked most of the force, Qiao Yu felt like he would have died from that one punch.

Hearing footsteps, Qiao Yu knew that Bai Shiyan was walking towards him.

"Here's my chance..."

Qiao Yu didn't give up. When Bai Shiyan was three steps away, he suddenly raised his azure blue eyes.

Before Bai Shiyan could speak, a ball of dark Netherworld Fire shot out from his Ghost Eyes, engulfing Bai Shiyan.

At such a close range, Qiao Yu was confident that Bai Shiyan couldn't dodge it!

And as he expected, Bai Shiyan didn't dodge.

"Netherworld Fire?!"

A look of shock flashed across Bai Shiyan's eyes. Then, he raised his hands, and countless ripples spread out like shimmering water waves.

"Flowing Water Hundred Solutions!"

The Netherworld Fire, which had been rushing forward aggressively, seemed to have plunged into cotton, its path blocked by the layers of ripples.

"Extinguish!"

Bai Shiyan squeezed hard, and the Netherworld Fire shot out by Qiao Yu was instantly extinguished in the air, without harming Bai Shiyan in the slightest.

Qiao Yu's mouth gaped open in surprise, wide enough to fit an egg.

Since obtaining the Netherworld Fire, this was the first time he had seen someone emerge unscathed from it.

"As expected, even the best flames depend on their master. The legendary strongest flame of the Netherworld is no better than a tiny flame in your hands."

Bai Shiyan's words were filled with undisguised contempt for Qiao Yu.

Before Qiao Yu could retort, Bai Shiyan kicked him away again, followed by another beating.

"Shen Jianshu taught you undead magic, you learned the Bai family's strongest Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist, and you possess the supreme Netherworld Fire."

"If you had mastered any one of these to the extreme, you wouldn't be powerless before me today. Wanting everything will lead to getting nothing; don't you understand this principle!"

Qiao Yu was repeatedly pummeled by Bai Shiyan like a punching bag. If it weren't for the Great Strength Contract and Great Strength Superman providing him with health and defense, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

"I'm asking you! What are you truly good at? Answer me! Qiao Yu!"

"Or are you just like your good-for-nothing father!"

Bai Shiyan landed another punch on Qiao Yu's abdomen, resulting in a muffled thud.

"What I'm good at... you'll find out if you try!" Qiao Yu shouted angrily as he struggled to his feet, severely injured.

The chaotic ghost energy swirling around his Youming Rakshasa Body began to surge in one direction, converging on Qiao Yu's right hand.

"Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist? No, it's not Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist! It seems even stronger! There's even a faint aura of the Law of Power! How is that possible!"

A deep look of surprise flashed in Bai Shiyan's eyes.

"A King-rank technique with the aura of the Law of Power? What kind of interstellar joke is this?"

Qiao Yu treated his right hand as a giant's axe, wholeheartedly immersing himself in this punch.

"Youming Sky-Opening Fist!"

Qiao Yu threw a punch, and the ghost energy that had been stacked and compressed countless times was unleashed at this moment, tearing towards Bai Shiyan. The terrifying ghost energy swept away all the surrounding snow.

"This punch is indeed strong, but if you think you can defeat me with this, you're too naive."

A look of gravity flashed across Bai Shiyan's eyes, followed by the accumulation of flowing water-like power on his fist.

Youming Sky-Opening Fist versus Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist!

The former was a fist technique created by Qiao Yu himself, after comprehending a trace of the Law of Power, while the latter was a family fist technique passed down through generations of the Bai family, constantly improved and refined.

Which punch was stronger?

Just as Bai Shiyan was concentrating, preparing to strike, he suddenly saw a sly smile appear on Qiao Yu's face.

Bai Shiyan suddenly had a bad feeling, and at this moment, Qiao Yu raised his left hand.

"Theft of the Gods!"