It's Indeed Not Easy, I Almost Broke a Sweat!

"Bang!"

Wu Shengtian's fist slammed heavily into Hu Guangji's crossed arms!

In an instant, a terrifying, monstrous force surged forth.

Hu Guangji couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt, his body uncontrollably stumbling backward, staggering a full dozen or so steps before he finally managed to steady himself.

Though he regained his footing, his chest heaved violently, and an unnatural flush spread across his face—clearly, the Qi and blood within him were churning fiercely, refusing to settle.

Even the arms he had used to block Wu Shengtian's punch were now trembling faintly...

With that single exchange.

The difference in strength between Wu Shengtian and Hu Guangji was already starkly clear!

Seeing this, Song Guowei's expression shifted, his face turning somewhat grim. On the other hand, Qi Tianlei, upon witnessing Wu Shengtian send Hu Guangji staggering back over a dozen steps with just one punch, couldn't help but grin.

He shot a smug glance at Song Guowei, his eyes brimming with mockery as he said, "Manager Song, it seems this so-called martial arts expert you found isn't all that impressive, huh?"

"I thought he'd be something special, the way you were running your mouth—'Don't be rude' this, 'Get out' that. And this is it? Heh heh..."

With that, Qi Tianlei looked back at his underlings.

His men immediately burst into jeering laughter, and one bold enough to speak up sneered, "With skills like that, daring to go head-to-head with Master Wu? They don't know when they're dead!"

"Exactly! And they had the nerve to tell us to get lost? Don't make me laugh—if anyone should scram, it's you lot, hahaha!"

"With Master Wu here, you're nothing but a bunch of clowns! Song Guowei, you're past your prime, and this so-called martial arts expert you brought is a joke in front of our Master Wu!"

As someone whose mere stomp could shake the entire Jiangnan Province, being mocked and taunted like this by Qi Tianlei's underlings made Song Guowei's face turn "shua" in an instant, darkening with fury.

Yet, despite his anger, a glance at Hu Guangji told him that the man was likely no match for Wu Shengtian.

For now, his only hope rested on Ning Wangshu.

So, Song Guowei took a deep breath, suppressing his rage, and turned to Ning Wangshu beside him, speaking slowly, "Brother Ning, this Master Hu... it seems he's no match for Wu Shengtian."

"But I have to ask—what you said earlier, about whether it's Xiantian or not, being no different from ordinary people before you, and that you alone could handle it—was that true?"

"Now that you've seen how formidable Wu Shengtian is, do you still have full confidence to defeat him?"

Hearing this, Ning Wangshu gave a faint smile and said, "Manager Song, rest assured a hundred times over. I never speak empty words. Just have the fifty million you promised me ready—leave the rest to me..."

"Good! Brother Ning, it's all on you! The fifty million is already prepared!"

Song Guowei said in a deep voice, taking a heavy breath.

As they spoke, Hu Guangji finally managed to recover somewhat, suppressing the violently surging Qi and blood within him. He stared fixedly at Wu Shengtian, gritting his teeth, "Third Level of Xiantian?"

He wasn't entirely sure of Wu Shengtian's cultivation.

But if the man were only at the Xiantian Second Level, Hu Guangji was confident that even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't have been so thoroughly humiliated in a single move.

Thus, the opponent was most likely already at the Third Level of Xiantian!

Hearing this, Wu Shengtian let out a cold laugh, his tone arrogant, "That's right! I've long since broken through to the Third Level of Xiantian, and I've reached its peak."

"Just one step away from entering the Realm of Transformation!"

"And you, with your mere First Level of Xiantian cultivation, dare to spout nonsense before me? You truly don't know when you're dead!"

After his taunt, Wu Shengtian added, "Still, you managed to take one of my strikes without serious injury—that's some skill. But I'd wager you were barely holding back from spitting blood just now, weren't you?"

With that, Wu Shengtian looked down on Hu Guangji with contempt.

Though Hu Guangji was furious, he couldn't deny it. He had indeed nearly coughed up blood and had only barely forced it down.

Moreover, Wu Shengtian's own admission that he was at the peak of the Third Level of Xiantian, a hair's breadth from breaking into the Realm of Transformation, sent a chill through Hu Guangji.

Still, he refused to concede verbally, stubbornly retorting, "You may be at the peak of the Third Level of Xiantian, and I know I'm no match for you. But defeating me won't be that easy either, hmph!"

"Is that so?"

Wu Shengtian grinned, eyeing Hu Guangji sidelong with a mocking smile, "Then let's see if you can take another one of my strikes!"

As his words fell, Wu Shengtian's smile abruptly vanished, and a glint of murder flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he blurred into motion again, a cruel smirk on his lips, and threw another punch, ferocious and unstoppable, straight at Hu Guangji...

This time, the aura Wu Shengtian unleashed was even more savage and domineering than before!

The fist wind howled!

Like an arrow piercing the air!

Hu Guangji's expression twisted in terror, his heart seized with dread!

"So this is the peak of the Third Level of Xiantian, just a step away from the Realm of Transformation! It's this terrifying!"

In panic, Hu Guangji could only raise his still-tingling arms once more to block the blow, pushing his True Qi to its absolute limit!

Yet, when his arms met that monstrous punch again, his entire body was sent flying backward!

"Pfft—"

Still in midair, Hu Guangji could no longer hold it back—he violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!

"Thud!"

As Hu Guangji's body crashed heavily to the ground, his face was already deathly pale.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Hu Guangji coughed forcefully, and with each cough, a mouthful of bright red blood spilled from his lips.

He struggled to climb back to his feet, but his arms trembled uncontrollably—lifting them was difficult enough, let alone using them to push himself up.

Seeing Hu Guangji in this state, Wu Shengtian let out a light snort, then said with a mocking tone, "So this is what you meant by 'it won't be that easy to defeat me'? Tsk tsk..."

"Indeed, it wasn't that easy—I had to use two moves! A full two moves! Only then did I manage to seriously injure you and make you spit blood. I couldn't even knock you out with one punch. Truly, it was far too difficult, tsk tsk!"

Wu Shengtian sneered and taunted.

Qi Tianlei burst into laughter as well. "Hahaha, Master Wu is right—it really was far too difficult. You almost made Master Wu break a sweat!"

As he spoke, his face was full of mockery.

Even the lackeys behind him joined in the jeering laughter...

Being so humiliated and trampled upon by so many people, Hu Guangji was nearly driven to fury and shame, on the verge of fainting. Fortunately, he took a few deep breaths and barely managed to suppress it.

But his face alternated between pale and green, a mix of shame and anger, utterly hideous to behold...