Fight!

Boom—

Like thunder exploding, the void shook violently as Ye Qiu's fist smashed viciously toward Song Qi's face.

The speed was too fast, the force too fierce. His ninth-level Divine Gate cultivation surged forth.

Song Qi's expression changed. A streak of hazy golden light abruptly rose from his body, righteous and awe-inspiring.

He suddenly looked sacred, towering and majestic, carrying a power that could unsettle the mind.

Even Tang Yan and Mu Qinghe were affected in that instant, actually feeling a trace of admiration for him.

At the Confucian Academy, this was known as the vast righteous qi!

Boom—

Ye Qiu's fist struck that wave of vast righteous qi, and he felt as though he had punched a spring. Much of its force was dispersed, even faintly rebounding at him.

Song Qi smiled. "A scholar carries vast righteous qi within his breast..."

Bang—

Yet before his smile could fully bloom, before his smug words could completely fall, his expression changed again.

The fist Ye Qiu had thrown against the spring shook violently, and an even more terrifying force howled out.

Boom—

Qi and Blood erupted!

Cultivation and Qi and Blood merged as one, exploding forward!

Rumble—

The void tore apart. The hazy golden light around Song Qi quivered and shook, then cracked—and finally, with a boom, was completely ripped apart.

His body jolted violently as he staggered back again and again beyond his control. Song Qi's expression shifted from astonishment to shock, then to utter disbelief.

Boom—

Ye Qiu did not wait. After merging his Qi and Blood with his cultivation and using one force to break ten thousand techniques, his body shot forward.

His second punch rose. Before it could fall, Song Qi's gaze sharpened, and light shone from between his brows.

"The righteous path of Confucianism, Divine Soul