C23 One Punch Is Enough!

In the arena,

Su Yun stood encircled by Liyao and three others, his demeanor serene as tendrils of lightning quietly gathered in the palm of his hand beneath his sleeve.

"Why bother joining forces against such trash? I alone am sufficient!"

Lin Feng scoffed, and with a burst, a layer of pale green Soul Power swept out from him, conjuring the phantom of a green eagle above his head.

"A Soul Object! It's Young Master Lin Feng's Soul Object!"

"That's a Rank Seven Bloodline Soul Beast, the Green Hunting Eagle!"

"Rank Seven Bloodline? My goodness, that's a formidable type of Soul Beast that can ascend to the Earth Soul Stage Peak!"

"Truly worthy of being the Lin family's top prodigy!"

...

The spectacle prompted a flurry of gasps from the audience.

"Lin Feng may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he's got a solid grip on his Soul Object!"

The trio of middle-aged men with black hair in the loft raised their eyebrows at the sight.

Soul Cultivators had a diverse array of Soul Objects at their disposal, ranging from weapon types to beast types. These beast-type Soul Objects were counterparts to the actual Soul Beasts that roamed the Soul Sky Continent, possessing might comparable to the Soul Cultivators themselves. The Soul Beasts were varied and meticulously ranked by bloodline.

The most direct measure was the bloodline rank itself.

From Rank One to Rank Nine, with Rank One being the highest and Rank Nine the lowest. A Rank Seven Bloodline was considered mid-tier among Soul Beast bloodlines. Soul Beasts of this rank could grow to at least the peak of Rank Three, equivalent to the Earth Soul Stage Peak for human Soul Cultivators.

Lin Feng's ability to manifest a Soul Beast of this bloodline rank as his Soul Object suggested he might well reach the Earth Soul Stage Peak in his future endeavors!

"Trash, meet your end!"

The crowd's awe only widened Lin Feng's smug grin as his gaze turned icy, targeting Su Yun. With a cold cry, his right hand morphed into the shape of an eagle's claw, slashing a vicious green wind arc towards Su Yun.

Electricity danced wildly in Su Yun's palm, ready to strike back.

But in that instant, a figure darted before him, intercepting the claw with swift defiance.

Bang!

A clash of green eagle claws against a surge of water-blue energy erupted on the stage, setting off a dance of wind and water that burst into countless scattering droplets of energy.

Lin Feng was jolted back several steps by the impact.

The person who had countered his attack also stumbled two steps backward.

It was Yun Yilan!

"Yilan..."

Su Yun couldn't help but call out upon seeing her.

Yun Yilan remained silent, standing steadfastly before him, her gaze shifting between Lin Feng and the other two by his side.

Her stance was unmistakable.

Anyone aiming to take on Su Yun would have to contend with her first!

"Hu..."

The sight prompted Su Yun to inhale deeply, a wave of warmth washing over him.

"Hmph."

Yun Liyao, observing the scene, let out a disdainful snort and turned to her ally, "Mr. Tianlong, let's strike together!"

"Alright!"

Dong Tianlong gave Su Yun and Yun Yilan a nod, his smile conveying approval, and gestured to the Dong family youth beside him.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In an instant, three torrents of Soul Power burst forth from Yun Liyao, Dong Tianlong, and the Dong family youth, with three spectral forms materializing above them.

A silver whip, a fiery wolf engulfed in flames, and a sleek black snake.

"Is that Young Master Tianlong's soul object, the level seven bloodline Soul Beast, the Blazing Flame Wolf?"

"Yes, that's the Blazing Flame Wolf!"

"A level seven bloodline, no less! Young Master Tianlong truly lives up to his reputation, matching Young Master Lin Feng in every way!"

"Miss Liyao and Young Master Dong Yi are impressive as well. It's rare to see soul objects like a long whip and a level eight bloodline long-tailed snake!"

...

The arena buzzed with renewed excitement at the display.

Yun Yilan, feeling the crowd's energy, summoned a layer of water-blue Soul Power around her.

"Yilan."

As she was about to unveil her own soul object, Su Yun gently stopped her with a reassuring smile, "Leave these mongrels to me."

"You're asking for it!"

Lin Feng's retort came as a cold rebuke. The green falcon soul above him spread its wings, stirring up a vast expanse of pale green Soul Power that converged on his talons and lunged straight for Su Yun.

"Some people have clearly become too arrogant to even recognize themselves!"

Su Yun's remark immediately cast a shadow over Dong Tianlong's expression. The fire wolf atop his head let out a skyward howl, as flames blazed over his right fist.

"Fire Wolf Fist!"

With a swift motion, he launched a punch at Su Yun, the fire wolf's roar lending power to his strike.

Yun Liyao and the Dong family youth, witnessing this, launched their own attacks.

Whips cracked and serpents struck.

Four formidable assaults converged on Su Yun simultaneously.

Anticipating this, the yellow lightning that had been gathering in Su Yun's palm now burst forth from his clenched fist.

"To take you all on..."

He looked up, offering a faint smile to the four assailants, "One punch will do!"

As the final syllable dropped, his lightning-charged fist rocketed forward. Amidst the rapt attention of the crowd, it met head-on with Lin Feng and the others.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed across the arena as tremendous Soul Power unleashed, whipping up a fierce gale that swept in all directions.

Those near the arena were blown back, struggling to stay upright.

Yet, in that moment, every eye was riveted to the explosion of Soul Power at the center of the arena.

Lightning, azure wind, flames...

Five disparate energies collided in a spectacular display.

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

But the clash was brief. The azure eagle, fiery red wolf, silver whip, and black snake, each a Soul Object, dissipated before the collective gaze. The rampant yellow lightning dominated the arena, the sole force reigning supreme.

Simultaneously, the four figures were blasted away, tumbling to the ground outside the ring.

A hush fell over the crowd.

Stunned and incredulous stares fixed on the figure at the center of the arena, now enveloped in yellow lightning.

Su Yun!

He had triumphed!

And his victory was absolute!

One punch!

Indeed, it was merely one punch that sent Lin Feng, Dong Tianlong, Yun Liyao, and the other young prodigies of Yunhe City plummeting from the stage!

Hua!

The brief silence erupted, like a volcano unleashed.

"Impossible! This can't be!"

In that moment, voices from the Dong, Lin, and Yun families rose in unison, echoing their disbelief.

The Dong family's top prodigy, Dong Tianlong, and the Lin family's premier talent, Lin Feng, along with Yunhe City's elite young geniuses, Yun Liyao and another, were all in utter disbelief.

Did Su Yun really just blast them off the stage with a single punch?

Impossible!

It simply couldn't be!

They must have seen it wrong!

Members of both the Dong and Lin families were frantically rubbing their eyes, desperate to believe the scene before them was a farce, not reality.

But no matter how much they rubbed, the undeniable truth was right before their eyes...

Atop the pavilion.

"This..."

The black-haired middle-aged trio were gaping, their faces etched with astonishment.

Just one punch!

Only one punch!

Su Yun had actually sent Lin Feng and the other three tumbling off the stage?

Good heavens!

Could they have been mistaken?

They too found themselves rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

Hiss!

Upon confirming the reality, they all involuntarily sucked in a breath.

In their view, Lin Feng and his peers weren't all that formidable, but they were still young talents who had manifested their Soul Objects.

Defeating them with a single punch would pose a challenge even for Soul Cultivators at the Soul Controlling Stage. But Su Yun...

The three middle-aged men exchanged glances, a simultaneous realization dawning upon them.

"This kid is a freak of nature!"