He Must Not Be Allowed to Live

This punch had no flourish, yet it contained the terrifying physical strength of a Tai Chu Realm expert.

The smile on Young Master Qin's lips deepened—even cultivators in the early Tai Chu Realm would not dare take Tie San's punch head-on, let alone a kid in the Heavenly Palace Realm.

Yet in the next moment, everyone's expressions froze.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, Gu Sheng's right hand steadily caught Tie San's fist, his five fingers locking around the other's wrist.

Tie San's fist, powerful enough to shatter boulders, could not move forward another inch!

"Th-This is impossible!"

Tie San's eyes widened like bronze bells, veins bulging on his forehead, but he could not pull back his fist no matter what.

The corners of Gu Sheng's mouth curled up slightly.

"Is that all the strength you've got?"

"Bastard!"

Tie San roared and smashed his left fist toward Gu Sheng's face, carrying a howling gale.

Gu Sheng snorted coldly and suddenly exerted force with his right hand, actually swinging Tie San's two-hundred-pound body through the air before ruthlessly slamming him into the ground!

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, and dust flew everywhere. Tie San rolled to his feet in a sorry state, his eyes filled with shock.

"A body cultivator?!"

The moment those words left his mouth, the smile on Young Master Qin's face froze.

His lackeys behind him all sucked in cold breaths.

"A body cultivator? Aren't those monsters only raised by major sects?"

"Just who is this kid?"

Seeing Mu Feng stare in utter disbelief, Ling Xiao patted him on the shoulder.

"Believe it now?"

Mu Feng swallowed hard.

"Brother Gu actually..."

In the arena, Tie San had already put away his contempt, every muscle in his body taut.

He stared fixedly at Gu Sheng.

"No wonder you dared to be