You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

He had even come up with several insidious tricks.

Chen Yang stood with his hands behind his back, not even bothering to strike a pose, and simply said...

"Bring it on."

This extreme contempt completely enraged the young man in the blue robe, and also caused his companions to start making noise again.

"Big brother! Beat him up!"

Let him know how powerful you are!

"Cripple him! Avenge our brother!"

"With bare hands, Big Brother will surely win!"

Hearing his companions cheering him on, the young man in the green robe let out a low roar, and his internal cultivation technique was fully activated. The spiritual energy fluctuations of the late Foundation Establishment stage were unleashed without reservation, his robes fluttered without wind, and his aura was fierce!
He stomped off the ground and charged towards Chen Yang like a cannonball. His right fist was clenched, with a faint yellowish-brown light flowing around it. With a heavy whooshing sound, he aimed straight for Chen Yang's face!

With this punch, he not only used all his physical strength, but also secretly concealed a sinister hidden force behind the fist. Once it makes contact, it will penetrate the body and injure the lungs and internal organs!
Many people around noticed the ferocity of the punch and gasped in surprise.

However, facing this fierce punch, Chen Yang simply raised his right hand calmly. The Pure Subtle Yuan Descent Technique was quietly activated within his body, and spiritual energy flowed through his meridians in a mysterious trajectory. He did not deliberately display any powerful aura, but simply concentrated his spiritual energy in his palm.

Just as the young man in the blue robe was about to strike his face with his iron fist, Chen Yang moved!

His movements, though seemingly slow, were incredibly precise. His raised right hand, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, gently flicked and guided the opponent's wrist, not by force, but by a subtle arc, releasing a resilient yet overwhelming force!
The young man in the green robe felt as if his violent fist force had been thrown into the sea, and was directed to the side. The hidden force that was about to be released was directly shattered by this strange force!
He was terrified and wanted to change his tactics, but it was too late!

As Chen Yang deflected the force of the punch, he silently took half a step forward with his left foot, slightly turned his body to the side, and his right leg sprang up like a whip, swift as lightning, and kicked solidly into the wide-open chest of the young man in the blue robe!
"Oh!"

A dull, loud bang!

Before the young man in the blue robe could even scream, he was sent flying backward at an even faster speed than when he charged, tracing a pathetic arc.

With a loud crash, it slammed into the wall of an already crumbling abandoned mud house dozens of steps away!
Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and dust filled the air!
The crumbling wall couldn't withstand such immense force and collapsed with a roar, taking half of the dilapidated house with it and burying most of the young man in the blue robe in the rubble!

The entire room fell silent!

The cheers abruptly ceased. The young man in the blue robe's companions gaped, their eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. The surrounding cultivators were also stunned. One move? Just one move? A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was kicked away so casually? The difference in skill was simply too great!
"Big brother!"

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the young man in the blue robe's companions reacted, exclaiming as they rushed over and frantically shoved through the rubble, pulling the disheveled, blood-stained, and ragged-looking young man out of the ruins.

The young man in the blue robe was in a sorry state. Several pieces of his sternum were clearly sunken, his internal organs were injured, and his breath was weak. He had lost all of his previous imposing manner.

He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood mixed with dust, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief as he stared intently at Chen Yang, who was walking slowly towards him, and hissed.

"You...you cheated! We agreed to fight bare-handed, every punch landing! You...you used a technique! That deflection, that kick, you clearly used your full spiritual power!"

Chen Yang stopped and looked down at him, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery.

"I used cultivation techniques? What was that yellowish-brown light on your fist when you rushed over? And what was that sinister, hidden force behind your fist? Was it some kind of fluorescent light to bolster your courage? You didn't say you couldn't use spiritual energy cultivation techniques, and now that you've lost, you're trying to turn the tables. If you can't handle losing, just say so."

Chen Yang's words exposed the tricks the young man in the blue robe had been using, causing many people around him to look at him with disdain. Losing was already embarrassing enough, but to try to slander his opponent only made him look even more despicable.

The young man in the blue robe was rendered speechless by the retort. His face turned as red as a pig's liver, and his chest heaved violently, aggravating his injuries, causing him to cough up another mouthful of blood.

"That...that didn't count! I was careless! Let's try again!"

He struggled to stand up straight, still stubbornly arguing, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. He was clearly unwilling to admit defeat, much less to fulfill the humiliating conditions of crawling between someone's legs and paying for the spirit stones.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's face showed a hint of impatience. He glanced at the seven or eight companions surrounding the young man in the blue robe, who were glaring at him angrily, and spoke in a tone that was indifferent yet arrogant.

"I don't have time to waste with you. If you're not happy, fine. You—"

He pointed to the young man in the blue robe and all his companions.

"Let's go together. It'll save us time and prevent you from making excuses if you lose."

Let me beat you into submission once and for all, until you are completely convinced and have no further objections.

These words caused another uproar in the audience!

"Arrogant! Utterly arrogant!"

"Is he crazy? Taking on eight or nine people by himself? Although he performed very well just now, the other side is not made of mud!"

"This is going to be interesting. This person is either really confident or completely ignorant of their own limitations!"

The onlookers were abuzz with discussion, all feeling that Chen Yang's words were far too arrogant.

Liu Piaopiao, Qiuniu, and the others also looked worried, as the other side had more people and their cultivation levels didn't seem too weak.

The young man in the blue robe was so angry that he trembled all over, feeling that he had been insulted like never before.

"Chen Yang! You're asking for it!"
"Since you've chosen your own death, don't blame us for ganging up on you! Brothers, let's go! Cripple him! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

His companions had been holding back their anger for a long time. Now that their leader had spoken and the other party was so arrogant, they roared and picked up the weapons they had just thrown down, or used their spiritual power to attack Chen Yang from all directions!

Swords flashed, fists whistled, and palm strikes clashed, instantly enveloping Chen Yang!

"Brother Chen, be careful!"

Liu Piaopiao exclaimed in surprise.

"Chen Yang, don't be so arrogant!"

Qiuniu also shouted.

Xing San and Su Meng clenched their fists in tension.

Despite being surrounded by eight or nine people, Chen Yang remained standing still, without even drawing his sword.

He simply watched calmly as the first person rushed forward and swung his knife toward his head.

Just as the blade was about to strike, Chen Yang shifted his feet slightly, his figure sliding half a step to the side like a ghost, perfectly dodging the powerful blow.

At the same time, he pointed his right hand like a sword and struck the other man's wrist with lightning speed!

"what!"

The man felt a numbness in his wrist, as if he had been struck by an iron spike, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Chen Yang delivered a shoulder ramming blow, sending the man flying backward with a scream, as if he had been struck by a charging bull. He knocked over two other men who were rushing towards him, and the three of them rolled around in a heap.

Seeing an opportunity, one of the two men on the left thrust his sword straight at Chen Yang's ribs, while the other punched him in the back.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Chen Yang twisted his body at an incredible angle to dodge the sword, reached back with his left hand, and precisely caught the fist that was smashing down on him, pulling and twisting it in the process!
"Crack!"

A sickening cracking sound rang out as the man who threw the punch had his wrist broken, screaming as he collapsed to his knees.

Using the momentum of his charge, Chen Yang shielded his companion with his body, blocking the incoming sword. The swordsman was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his sword, but it was too late; the tip of the sword grazed his companion's shoulder, spraying blood.

Just as the swordsman's mind was slightly disturbed, Chen Yang had already approached him like a fish, delivering a simple and direct front kick to his lower abdomen! The swordsman groaned, his face instantly turning pale, and he staggered back several steps, clutching his abdomen and curling up on the ground, unable to get up for a while.

In the blink of an eye, four people had already lost their fighting ability! The remaining few were horrified when they saw this, and their attack slowed down.

Chen Yang, however, would not give them a chance to catch their breath. He moved again, charging into the crowd!

His movements were not flashy, and could even be described as simple, but every strike was precise, swift, and powerful, aimed directly at vital points! Whether it was a fist, a palm, an elbow, or a knee, combined with exquisitely skillful footwork, he moved swiftly and skillfully among the group.

"boom!"

One person was struck on the side of the neck by a palm strike and collapsed unconscious.

"Boom!"

One person was elbowed in the chest, breaking his ribs and coughing up blood as he staggered backward.

"Snapped!"

One person received a heavy slap to the face, his teeth flying out mixed with blood, and he spun and fell to the ground.

In less than twenty breaths, the eight or nine people who had been attacking aggressively just moments before, except for the young man in the green robe and two others whose cultivation was slightly weaker and who were too scared to continue, all lay on the ground, groaning and moaning, having lost their fighting ability.

In the arena, only Chen Yang remained standing proudly, his breathing steady, and even the hem of his clothes remained perfectly in place.

He patted non-existent dust off his hands and looked at the pale-faced young man in a blue robe, who looked as if he had seen a ghost, and his two trembling companions.

"Now, can you return our things?"

Chen Yang's tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

The young man in the blue robe was now deathly pale. Looking at his companion rolling on the ground and then at the calm and composed Chen Yang, the last bit of hope and resistance in his heart completely vanished.

He knew he had kicked a hornet's nest today, and a hot one at that, hot enough to burn someone to death!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation, but even more so with fear.

With trembling hands, he took out a jade box from his storage bag, opened it to glance at the vibrant seven-leaf spirit herb inside, then reluctantly closed it and threw it forcefully to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang took the jade box, didn't even look at it, and tossed it directly to Qiuniu behind him.

"Check if it's your plant."

Qiuniu took it, opened it, examined it carefully, and nodded excitedly.

"Yes!

This is it! Its spiritual energy is completely undiminished!

Chen Yang nodded and looked at the young man in the blue robe again.

"anything else?"

The young man in the blue robe trembled, his face twitching. Under the gaze of countless eyes around him, he felt utterly ashamed and wished he could disappear into the ground.

He wanted to cheat and run away, but Chen Yang's calm gaze was like two sharp swords, pinning him to the spot and making him dare not make any rash moves.

The surrounding crowd, eager for a good show, also started to jeer.

"A bet's a bet, and you have to accept the loss!"

"You were so vocal just now, and now you're trying to renege on your debt?"

"Get through there! Pay with spirit stones! Apologize!"

"Hurry up! Don't waste everyone's time!"

The jeers from the crowd were like adding fuel to the fire, causing the young man in the blue robe to turn from white to red, and then from red to green.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, drawing blood.

Finally, under Chen Yang's increasingly cold gaze and mounting public pressure, he lowered his head in humiliation.

He walked slowly, step by step, to Chen Yang, and then walked past Xing San, Qiu Niu, Su Meng, Liu Piaopiao, and so on. He simply couldn't bring himself to crawl between anyone's legs; it would be worse than death. He could only walk past them, symbolically fulfilling the punishment of "crawl through." Although it was a reduced punishment, he had already lost all face.

After walking around once, he stood in front of Chen Yang, head bowed, and spoke in a voice barely audible.

"I'm...I'm sorry...It was our fault...We stole your things...and...we caused you trouble..."

Then, with great reluctance, he took out a storage bag, counted out fifty mid-grade spirit stones, and handed them over.

Chen Yang gestured for Xing San to take the spirit stones before speaking calmly.

"Remember your vow."

If you see us in the future, please take a detour.

If I find out again that you dare to cause trouble for my friend…

He didn't finish his sentence, but the chill in his voice sent a shiver down the spine of the young man in the blue robe.

"Yes Yes……"

The young man in the blue robe felt as if he had been granted a pardon, nodding repeatedly. Without lingering for a moment, he called to his still-mobile companions, helped up the injured on the ground, and amidst the scornful and mocking gazes of the crowd, they quickly left the area, looking disheveled and miserable. It seemed they were preparing to go to other parts of the safe zone, or even leave the village altogether, as they had no face to stay there any longer.

Only after their figures completely disappeared at the end of the village road did the onlookers erupt into even louder discussions, their gazes towards Chen Yang and his companions filled with astonishment, curiosity, and a touch of apprehension. To be able to defeat a large group so decisively and forcefully, this group was clearly not to be trifled with.

Chen Yang ignored the stares and turned to walk up to Qiu Niu and the other two, a smile on his face.

"Are you alright? Are you badly hurt?"

Qiuniu grinned and patted his chest.

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious!"

Thank goodness you arrived just in time!
Chen Yang, you're too fierce now! That kick just now, tsk tsk..."

Xing San nodded with a simple and honest smile.

Su Meng looked at Chen Yang with sparkling eyes, full of admiration and lingering fear.

"Senior Brother Chen Yang, you're amazing! You scared me to death just now!"

Liu Piaopiao also came over and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness you're alright."

However, the leader just now left with a very venomous look in his eyes; he probably won't let this go so easily.

Chen Yang waved his hand dismissively.

"They're just clowns, nothing to worry about."

If they dare to come again, they won't get off so easily next time.

He paused for a moment, then asked the question that concerned him most. (End of Chapter)