One Force Subdues Ten Skills

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly turned tense and heated.

The disciples watching from the sidelines whispered among themselves, their discussions rising one after another:

"Senior Brother Liu Yunfeng has been at the First Blood Change for over a year. His Panshi Fist is firmly at Minor Accomplishment, and he has plenty of experience."

"Although Senior Brother Wang Yuan is exceptionally gifted, he only broke through recently. There probably isn't much suspense in this spar, is there?"

"Exactly. Senior Brother Liu's mastery must run much deeper. If Senior Brother Wang Yuan can hold on for a dozen or so moves without losing, that would already be impressive."

"High Grade Bone Structure is only potential, after all. It still takes time to turn it into real strength..."

Liu Ming and Jiang Li stood to one side, their emotions complicated.

Liu Ming said quietly to Jiang Li, "Had I known his talent was this terrifying, I shouldn't have put on airs back then. I should have invited him a few more times. Even becoming a familiar face would have been good."

Jiang Li's cool eyes rested on the calm Wang Yuan in the arena. She nodded slightly and said softly:

"I only hope Senior Brother Liu will show some restraint. He shouldn't let Junior Brother Wang lose too badly. They are fellow disciples, after all—they will have to see each other again in the future."

They all believed that though Wang Yuan's talent was high, his combat experience and mastery of martial arts certainly could not match Liu Yunfeng, who had immersed himself in this path for years.

In the arena, Liu Yunfeng listened to the surrounding discussion, and the stifled frustration of having been crushed by another's talent seemed to find an outlet.

He drew a deep breath and suppressed the surging jealousy.

A trace of a smile appeared on his face, seemingly magnanimous yet actually carrying a condescending air. He cupped his hands toward Wang Yuan.

"Junior Brother Wang, please!"

"This senior brother will mind his strength. I certainly won't hurt you."

"Let this senior brother see just how capable your High Grade Bone Structure is in actual combat."

The sense of superiority in his words was barely concealed.

What he meant was: your talent may be high, but you are not my match right now.

Hurry up and admit defeat. I'll go easy on you, so you won't lose too disgracefully.

At this, Wang Yuan's lips curved into a faint smile as he replied calmly:

"Senior Brother Liu, rest assured. This junior brother will also... mind his strength."

"I won't beat you to death..."

Wang Yuan then deliberately paused before continuing:

"Since Senior Brother uses the Panshi Fist, this junior brother will use only the Panshi Fist as well, to seek Senior Brother's guidance."

What?

Only the Panshi Fist?

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

Wang Yuan was actually giving up whatever other advantages he might possess and choosing to fight in his opponent's strongest field? Wasn't that far too arrogant?

Liu Yunfeng was so furious that he laughed instead.

"Good! Good! Junior Brother Wang truly is confident. Then let this senior brother properly experience your skill!"

He said no more. With a low shout, the blood and qi of his First Blood Change began to circulate explosively within him.

He stomped hard, his body shooting forward like a fierce tiger bursting from its cage.

All the spectators saw was a heavy, powerful Pebble Charge hurtling straight toward Wang Yuan.

In an instant, fist wind surged, its momentum savage and overwhelming. Clearly, he was showing no restraint at all.

He wanted to crush Wang Yuan swiftly with absolute strength and experience, reclaiming his pride.

And faced with this vicious strike—

Wang Yuan's gaze sharpened slightly, yet he neither dodged nor retreated.

"The move is well-practiced, but your strength is too weak!"

Wang Yuan likewise circulated the Panshi Fist. The vast, ocean-like blood and qi within him erupted with astonishing power under the impetus of Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone.

He used no flashy technique at all, only the simplest straight punch, meeting the attack head-on.

Bang!

Their fists collided with a dull, thunderous boom.

The vicious grin on Liu Yunfeng's face instantly froze.

He felt as though his punch had struck an iron mountain charging toward him at full speed.

An irresistible, terrifying force surged along his arm, jolting his blood and qi into turmoil.

His entire arm turned sore and numb, and he staggered back three steps with a thud, thud, thud before barely steadying himself.

Wang Yuan, meanwhile, only swayed slightly. His feet seemed rooted to the ground, utterly motionless.

"How is this possible? How can his strength be so great?!"

Liu Yunfeng was horrified.

He had clearly only just broken through to the First Blood Change—why was his strength so far beyond his own?

There was no time for him to dwell on it.

Wang Yuan had already stepped forward. He still used the forms of the Panshi Fist—sometimes fists, sometimes palms, sometimes smashing down, sometimes shoving forward.

To some of the watching disciples, his movements even seemed somewhat "crude" and full of "openings."

They were far less smooth and seasoned than Liu Yunfeng's.

Yet these seemingly simple, even somewhat clumsy attacks left Liu Yunfeng in unspeakable misery!

Every punch and palm from Wang Yuan contained an immense force that could not be resisted.

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With the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone bolstering him, he had used only about half his strength, yet Liu Yunfeng was already finding it difficult to withstand him.

Bang!

Liu Yunfeng's expression turned ugly. The arm he had used to block throbbed with agonizing pain, as though the bone were about to crack.

Smack!

In the end, he tried to defuse the blow with skillful force, only for Wang Yuan's heavy palm thrust to smash through his defense and strike his shoulder, making him bare his teeth in pain.

Boom!

Wang Yuan followed with another sweeping kick, heavy and ferocious.

Liu Yunfeng did not dare take it head-on. He could only leap backward in a wretched dodge.

The situation had become one where Wang Yuan pressed forward step by step, his moves broad and sweeping, crushing everything with sheer strength.

Liu Yunfeng, meanwhile, was like a small boat in a raging storm.

He could only rely on his more practiced footwork and experience with techniques to keep dodging and blocking.

He was beaten into a desperate scramble, with not a single part of his body free of pain.

He was practically fleeing with his head in his hands, utterly unable to strike back!

Liu Yunfeng possessed nothing but exquisite variations in his techniques.

But before Wang Yuan's absolute strength and speed, he simply had no time to use them.

Or rather, even if he used them, they could not break through the other man's defense or offensive onslaught!

The surrounding discussions had long since vanished. Everyone stared at the scene in stunned disbelief.

Liu Ming and Jiang Li were even too shocked to speak.

The situation they had imagined, with Wang Yuan struggling to hold on, never appeared.

Instead, Liu Yunfeng, a veteran First Blood Change martial artist, was being crushed one-sidedly?

"Th-this is what a High Grade Bone Structure is like?"

Liu Ming muttered, his voice dry.

"It's more than just his Bone Structure..."

A strange light flickered repeatedly in Jiang Li's beautiful eyes. She saw things more clearly.

"His strength, speed, and physique all far surpass those of others at the same level."

"Senior Brother Liu's techniques are like child's play before him!"

Just as Liu Yunfeng was forced into a corner with nowhere left to retreat, humiliation, rage, and shock twisting together in his heart at their peak—

Wang Yuan's gaze sharpened. He felt it was about time.

"The game is over!"

His blood and qi quivered slightly within him, and he raised his strength by another fraction.

A seemingly ordinary Mountain Pushing Palm struck toward Liu Yunfeng's chest.

Liu Yunfeng gritted his teeth and crossed his arms to block.

Boom!

A tremendous force, far greater than before, surged into him.

Liu Yunfeng felt as though his arms were about to split apart. His chest tightened, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

He comically rolled twice through the air before barely managing to right himself. He landed unsteadily, then staggered back several more steps.

At last, his face alternated between green and white.

Though he had not suffered any serious injuries, every inch of him hurt—and most of all, his dignity had been utterly trampled into the dirt!

Liu Yunfeng stood where he was, gasping for breath.

He looked at Wang Yuan across from him, whose breathing remained steady as if he had merely warmed up, his eyes filled with disbelief and a trace of fear.

Silence!

The inner courtyard was deathly silent!

Everyone was stunned by the outcome.

With just a few casual punches, he had beaten Liu Yunfeng, a veteran at the First Blood Change, until he had no power to fight back. Then, with one light palm strike, he had sent him flying?

Was he really someone who had only just broken through to the First Blood Change?

"Th-this... is this the world of geniuses?"

A disciple could not help murmuring aloud.

Shi Long, who had been watching from the side with his arms folded, shook his head helplessly and sighed, muttering in his deep, muffled voice:

"Ah, looks like I still can't force Junior Brother to reveal all his strength..."

"This kid really hides himself well."

His words struck every onlooker's heart like a heavy hammer, including Liu Yunfeng, whose face had gone pale.

Wang Yuan withdrew his stance and stood straight. He gave Liu Yunfeng, whose expression was grim, a slight cupped-fist salute, his tone still calm.

"Thank you for letting me win, Senior Brother Liu."

Liu Yunfeng opened his mouth, but no words came out.

In the end, he could only lower his head dejectedly and silently walk to the side.

His retreating figure looked especially forlorn.

This battle had utterly shattered his pride.

It had also made him truly understand what it meant to be as far apart as clouds and mud.