Martial Emperor Appears

Crimson Hair was exceptionally powerful, standing at the pinnacle of Xiangwu Star. His famed punch had once split a towering mountain in two with a single blow.

The people of this planet, who had no understanding whatsoever of Law Power, could only use their rich imaginations to explain that materialized Law Power.

They bestowed upon him the title of Heavenly God.

Settling the rankings through martial contests to protect Tianshu Pavilion had been the strategy Zhang Yun and the others devised from the very beginning.

How could that young woman have imagined that the seemingly incapable disciple she had taken in would toss the heads of the eight prefectures before the crowd like chickens?

And how could she have imagined that Crimson Hair, whose fists could destroy heaven and earth at a whim, would take Lin Yi so seriously?

Just when everyone believed the supreme divine power carried by Crimson Hair's terrifying fist wind would annihilate Lin Yi into dust, just when Zhang Yun believed Lin Yi could not escape death and Tianshu Pavilion was about to be finished.

An unbelievable scene unfolded.

The young man's expression remained calm. His far-from-imposing body stood like a pillar supporting the heavens, enduring the terrifying force of the punch without moving an inch.

Lin Yi's palm was like a boundless ocean, devouring all force until not a trace remained. No matter how earth-shaking the might, it could not stir the slightest ripple.

Meanwhile, the crimson beard at the old Crimson Hair's temples had begun floating against gravity. Together with his exaggerated grimace, it was obvious that he had used all his strength.

If anyone claimed this old Crimson Hair was putting on an act with the young man, how could that possibly be true?

The people in power over the three provinces and