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At this moment, Yang Yi slowly withdrew his fist, and there was no longer any violent aura around him, as if nothing had happened.

There wasn't even a dent in the ground, which is enough to prove that he not only has terrifying power, but also terrifying control.

A bone-chilling cold instantly rose from Lü Ci's spine and rushed straight to his head.

He instantly calmed down, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He suddenly realized that even if he went up there, he would only be throwing his life away.

He was just a minor figure among the Ten Elders, and no matter how strong he was, he was just a slightly stronger old man. The opponent was the Hundred-Ton King!

He can't die! His family, full of troublemakers, still depends on him to keep them going!

So, I'm sorry, Brother Wang!

Upon seeing this scene, Yang Yi revealed a slight look of regret.

He had originally planned to teach that old idiot Lü Ci a lesson.

No wonder he and Wang Ai are such good friends; their methods of teaching younger generations are equally baffling.

One spoils his grandson to the point of mental instability, while the other torments his descendants to the point of collapse—truly a pair of brilliant minds.

The audience on the platform were stunned by the extraordinary power before them.

The previous Xingyi Quan was already astonishing enough.

Then, a casual punch sent Wang Bing flying, the "Hundred-Ton King," completely overturned their understanding of Xingyi Quan.

This final "overloaded modified 10,000-ton king" barely grazed the edge, yet it blasted a famous old man into a pile of mud.

The subsequent attacks tore the sky apart, something they could never have imagined.

This is probably something that even an "extraordinary person" could do. No, perhaps that man on Longhu Mountain could do it too.

The referee stood at the edge of the court, his mouth twitching uncontrollably; that punch had almost scared him to death.

He'll definitely be sick and unable to come to the finals tomorrow, so his senior will have to come in his place.

My senior brother has high cultivation and an excellent state of mind. He can remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him. He is most suitable for this kind of work.

"This match."

"Yang Yisheng!"

On the high platform, Lu Jin and Lü Ci were removed.

The other members of the Ten Elders, such as Guan Shihua and Na Ruhu, had uncertain expressions.

Their eyes were filled with shock and deep fear.

This young man's strength has undoubtedly surpassed theirs.

No, it even surpasses all other superhumans.

Now, I guess only that unfathomable old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain can be his opponent.

It seems the world of supernatural beings is about to change; a new master might emerge in a few days.

Among the younger generation of experts, Wang Ye's eyes were more solemn than ever before. He silently activated his magic, trying to check Yang Yi's information in his inner vision.

But all he perceived was chaos and nothingness.

Nothing else can be captured.

He was puzzled. When he spied on the old Celestial Master before, he could see a fireball as bright as the sun shooting across the sky.

Now, when they try to see Yang Yi, they can't see anything at all, as if the other party doesn't exist at all.

Little did he know that Yang Yi's existence had already transcended the rules of this world.

His appearance in the inner vision enveloped Wang Ye like a universe.

How can a person in the universe see the entire universe?

Feng Shayan watched Yang Yi's figure, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

That kind of pure worship.

She blushed as she recalled Yang Yi's previous advice to her.

He only ever enhanced my superpowers, never anyone else's. If I pursue him, do I have a chance?

Under the scrutiny of thousands of complex gazes, Yang Yi acted as if nothing had happened.

He lightly patted off non-existent dust from his body, then leisurely walked off the smooth, flat competition platform.

He left behind a cheering crowd and a room full of people whose understanding of the world had been overturned.

Zhang Zhiwei watched Yang Yi's figure disappear into the passageway, then glanced at Wang Ai, who was being hastily carried away by his disciples.

Finally, his gaze fell on Zhang Chulan, who was not far away.

"With this level of power, does this child have a chance?"

"Besides, Yang Yi is already so strong, he probably wouldn't even care about my Celestial Master inheritance."

Regardless of the circumstances, the world of supernatural beings is destined to be anything but ordinary after this grand Luo Tian ceremony.

The future will also be changed because of this young man named Yang Yi.

Chapter 195 Semifinals

The Luo Tian Grand Ritual was forced to be suspended for one day due to Wang Ai's "accident" and severe damage to the venue.

On the fifth day of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, the highly anticipated semi-finals, where four teams advanced to the top two, kicked off in a newly renovated venue.

In the first match, Yang Yi faced off against Wudang King Ye.

The atmosphere at Longhu Mountain was eerie, with all eyes focused on this contest. Everyone was eager to see how this lazy Wudang Taoist would deal with Yang Yi's outrageous "Xingyi Quan" (a style of Chinese martial arts).

As soon as the gong sounded, Wang Ye glanced at the equally lazy Yang Yi, then walked to the referee and calmly said, "I concede."

The three words instantly ignited the entire audience.

"What the hell?"

"Attack! Brother! I want to see rivers of blood!"

"I even prepared the sunflower seeds, and this is all?"

"Geneva! Refund!"

The audience erupted in cheers, while the referee froze, wondering if he had misheard.

Faced with the doubts, Wang Ye simply shook his head slightly, his expression remaining calm.

He knew that the difference in their strength was too great, so there was no need to fight desperately; sleeping would be more interesting.

Before leaving, he gave Yang Yi a deep look, as if confirming something, yet also as if he hadn't seen through anything, and then silently departed.

Wang Ye was perfectly clear-headed. Fighting Yang Yi? He was joking.

My own skills are probably no different from an ant's in front of the other party.

He had already contacted the elders of Wudang Mountain the night before last. The chaos that appeared during the inner vision simulation was also recorded in ancient books. The legendary Zhang family ancestor who ascended to immortality also had a similar scene appear in his inner vision.

This is enough to prove that Yang Yi is not someone that can be explained by common sense.

Pointless fighting is meaningless and may even bring trouble.

I'm outta here; let whoever wants to get involved in this mess have it.

Yang Yi thus advanced to the finals.

Everyone's attention quickly turned to another semi-final match—Zhang Chulan versus Zhang Lingyu, the junior uncle of Longhu Mountain.

This match is full of highlights.

Both men share the surname Zhang and possess the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic, yet they represent completely different systems.

One is the orthodox Five Thunder Method of the Celestial Master's Mansion, which emphasizes purity and subtlety; the other is the mysterious thunder method practiced by Zhang Chulan, which is domineering, wild, and full of destructive aura.

Zhang Chulan stood in the center of the arena, feeling the 350,000 volts of current roaring and surging within his body.

After witnessing Yang Yi's massacre of the Ten Elders, his mindset gradually changed, and he decided to stop hiding his true feelings.

An overbearing and arrogant aura emanated from him without reservation, making him completely different from the Zhang Chulan of a month ago.

Across from him, Zhang Lingyu, dressed in white, looked like a banished immortal descending to earth.

However, his outward calm was betrayed by his clenched fists and the Yin Five Thunder flowing through his body. He sensed an unprecedented power emanating from his opponent.

The battle gong sounds again!

Zhang Lingyu made the first move, unleashing the purest Yin Five Thunder. The black and purple lightning was as sticky as if it were alive, carrying a soul-stirring and bone-chilling coldness, surging from all directions before wrapping around Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan didn't even blink.

"Zi la——!"

Even more violent blue-white currents erupted from his body, forming a flickering, leaping shield! Yin Wu Lei crashed into it, producing a crackling sound, but he was unable to break through that chaotic barrier!

Zhang Chulan stomped his foot hard!

"boom!"

The ground trembled, and he shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for Zhang Lingyu!

Seeing Zhang Chulan charging towards him, Zhang Lingyu immediately changed his attack. He was enveloped in golden light, transforming into a dazzling golden figure, and threw a punch to meet Zhang Chulan's attack!

The Golden Light Mantra strikes the magnetic field like a powerful punch!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A series of muffled explosions rang out!

Golden light collided with and annihilated the electric current!

Zhang Lingyu's palm techniques were exquisite, and his movements were ghostly; every move was aimed directly at Zhang Chulan's vital points.

Zhang Chulan's "force overpowers all techniques"! His movements are wide and sweeping, each punch carrying thousands of volts of electricity, his power and speed beyond imagination!

The shockwaves from each collision between the two turned the new arena scorched black, with lightning marks spreading like a spider web!

After several rounds of fighting, Zhang Lingyu was already under immense pressure. Each punch from Zhang Chulan caused his arm to go numb and his breathing to become disordered; the attacks were simply too brutal.

No, if this continues, we're bound to fail!