C5 Fighting

Although Ling Haotian's cultivation time was short and his strength couldn't be compared to this person, from the way this person attacked, Ling Haotian could guess that he definitely wasn't someone with the same experience as Yu Xing siblings.

When this person made his move, he was completely straight. Although the wind from his punch was biting cold, he was very stiff and didn't know how to change it. This was also the reason why Ling Haotian was so confident that he could teach him a lesson.

He stomped on the ground and leaned backwards. This person's fist had reached Ling Haotian's chest, but he had managed to forcefully dodge it.

Taking advantage of the fact that the person was getting old, he used the force from his waist and rebounded back. He formed one hand into a fist with one hand and grabbed the person's fist with the other and punched him in the chest.

He didn't think that Ling Haotian would actually use such a crafty technique and not fight head on with him. This young man's expression immediately changed. After realising Ling Haotian's goal, he unhesitatingly pressed his fist down and hit his chest with his elbow.

However, his reaction was clearly slower by a beat. When he was about to make his move, Ling Haotian's body moved to his left side and tightly held his fist, preventing it from falling down.

His other hand formed a fist and swung out with great force.

With a bang, his fist landed on the youth's body and quickly sent him flying.

Ling Haotian had only just reached the first level of Perception. The strength of his fist wasn't that strong, so this person didn't sustain any injuries. Instead, he felt a deep sense of humiliation from being sent flying by Ling Haotian.

"Again!"

His eyes reddened, and his face darkened. With a furious roar, he charged forward once more.

He was like an angry lion. His speed was fast and his fists were strong. He was attacking towards Ling Haotian at an extremely fast speed. In addition, he was using both hands and feet, and his leg was right above Ling Haotian's face.

After these few days of sparring with the Qing Yu Xing siblings, Ling Haotian was no longer a rookie. In fact, his understanding of moves had long since reached a whole new realm.

After all, when he was on Earth, he had practiced martial arts with his grandfather. He was not a fool. Martial arts were a myriad of moves, but they came from the heart.

Thus, the moment Ling Haotian saw the youth rush towards him in anger, he clearly understood that this youth did not pose any threat to him.

Especially after seeing this person make a move, he felt that he was becoming more and more powerful.

When this person makes a move, he uses both hands and feet. He thinks that his moves are too fierce and will definitely cause Ling Haotian to panic, be exhausted, and even be knocked down by a single strike from him.

But when Ling Haotian saw his fighting style, he only sneered and shook his head. This person had completely abandoned his moves and was relying only on his strength to attack.

Although using his hands and feet would cause some ordinary people to panic, in the eyes of a person like Ling Haotian, he was full of flaws. He was simply a child on the street fighting.

As everyone knew, the most important point of a martial arts style was to maintain a stable center of gravity. Only by maintaining a stable center of gravity could one unleash enough strength to hit the opponent and remain undefeated.

As for how to stabilize the center of gravity, that meant relying on the strength of his feet, legs, and even his waist.

However, this person completely ignored this point. Using both hands and feet, he even leaped into the air without a single point of strength. If Ling Haotian were to retreat just like this, he would still be able to keep his body agilely on the ground.

But would Ling Haotian retreat in the face of such a good opportunity?

Of course not.

Thus, when he saw that this person was about to arrive in front of him, Ling Haotian, who hadn't made a move all this time, made his move.

His legs sank as he steadied himself. At the same time, he raised both of his hands and grabbed onto the other party's legs like a pair of dragon claws.

His feet moved as he suddenly backed up. He seemed to be dragging something as he pulled the person down from the air.

With a bang, under the astonished gaze of everyone, Ling Haotian threw this person onto the ground, letting out a heavy sound as dust flew into the air.

"You dare hit me?"

Being thrown onto the ground by Ling Haotian, this person felt as if he had suffered a great humiliation. Raising his head, he let out an angry shout, and suddenly stood up like a mad tiger, attacking him without caring about the consequences.

This person didn't pose any threat to Ling Haotian, but seeing how Ling Haotian kept finding trouble with him and then retreating, Ling Haotian's face immediately darkened, and he didn't hold back any of his attacks.

After a few moves, Ling Haotian's fist once again landed on the chest of this person. The dull sound of a physical battle accompanied by the faint sound of bones breaking entered the man's ears. The young man was sent flying.

"Ah …"

The young man's chest was shattered from the injury, and he emitted a howl of pain, instantly awakening the others who were watching on the side with dumbstruck expressions.

The young man with the same thoughts as him did not expect Ling Haotian to be so difficult to deal with, to actually be able to knock the young man to the ground in just a few moves.

"Beat him to death, you guys go …"

The young man who had been beaten down by Ling Haotian was screaming miserably on the ground. When he saw Ling Haotian's awe-inspiring appearance, his face immediately filled with viciousness as he shouted towards these four people.

"He's alone. Beat him to death, I want to kill him!"

After being humiliated to the ground by Ling Haotian in such a manner, he had completely lost all of his dignity. At this moment, he couldn't care less and wanted to beat Ling Haotian to death to vent the hatred in his heart.

The four young men, with him in the lead, hesitated slightly when they heard his shout. They then looked at each other, and their gazes steeled, before actually charging forward.

Although the four of them were not as strong as the young man in the lead, their strength was still greater than Ling Haotian's, who had just started learning.

Ling Haotian's expression slightly changed. He took half a step back as a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

Each one of these four people was stronger than him. If he were to make a move and fight one against one, he would have nothing to fear, but now that the other side was charging at him, he could no longer do anything.

Retreat, or fight?

While the four roared and rushed over, Ling Haotian quickly considered this in his mind. Clenching his fists tightly, he immediately let go. His entire body stood there like a javelin as he looked at the four incoming people.

Seeing Ling Haotian foolishly looking at them, the four of them relaxed a little. They thought to themselves that they were four people after all. With so many people, it was normal for this kid to be afraid.

Even so, they did not hesitate at all. They did not show any signs of softening their grip and quickly waved their fists.

If you're strong, we're not afraid. If you're soft, I like it even more.

These few people loved to bully the weak. To them, the current Ling Haotian was like a weak person who did not resist. Thus, there was no pity in their hearts, only viciousness.

Due to the battle between the crowd, the commotion was quite large and attracted many spectators. Originally, they had been overjoyed to see Ling Haotian gain the upper hand and beat up the usually idle and bullying evil young master.

But in the blink of an eye, Ling Haotian fell into a dangerous situation. Their hearts instantly leaped into their throats, and some people couldn't help but remind him to quickly dodge.

However, Ling Haotian didn't dodge. Instead, he took a step forward in front of everyone.

This step was very light, but the crowd discovered that his body suddenly exuded a desperate and fierce aura. It was like a brave warrior entering a battlefield, leaving a chill down his spine.

Ling Haotian's step seemed to have stepped into the hearts of everyone. His eyebrows suddenly jumped and with a stride, he rushed forward. He quickly charged into the group of four and entangled himself with them.

Bang Bang Bang...

A powerful force hit Ling Haotian's body. His fists couldn't even fight against all four hands. His body rapidly suffered from a lot of fists and blades, but they still hit two among them, causing them to be pushed back in pain.

The five of them were entangled with each other, exchanging blows back and forth. Every single move they used was accompanied by punches, kicks, and kicks.

Ling Haotian concentrated his spiritual force to a high degree. He observed every area of the palm energy and evaded it. He also attacked back, causing his blood to boil.

Fortunately, his internal organs were sealed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the strength to fight with others right now.

However, despite this, after exchanging dozens of blows, he could feel the loss of power in his body, and his vision blurred.

In particular, the breathing and pulsing of his heart and lungs were irregular. The blood and qi in his body were rampant, and he felt as if he was on the verge of collapse.

"Not good, I'm going to exhaust myself!"

He was clearly aware of his current condition and thought that things were not going well. He glanced at the figure in front of him and roared. He gathered all the remaining strength he could muster and sent one of them flying.

If he were to continue pestering her for another moment, she was afraid that his end would be very ugly.

After all, the other party had the numbers advantage. No matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to fend them off. Furthermore, he wasn't strong at all.

Seeing that Ling Haotian was about to run, the four once again caught up. Although they didn't have a plan, their speed wasn't slow. They wanted to surround Ling Haotian this time.

"Beat him to death! If he dares hit me, I want his life!" Not far away, the young man that was the leader of the group stood up and wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth as he howled savagely.

As his voice fell, the four people on the other side began to attack even more fiercely. Fist and kick, they mercilessly attacked Ling Haotian.

"Is that so? "Xu Hao, if you dare to hurt him, I'll kill you!"

Just when everyone thought that something was going to happen to Ling Haotian, a tall and burly figure suddenly walked in from the street.

As this figure spoke, his body moved, his footsteps were like lightning, and he instantly charged into the middle of the battle. A pair of large, powerful hands were like a millstone, wildly and domineeringly swung.

Bang Bang Bang...

The big hands struck, causing the air to explode. Four of the men screamed out in pain as bloody handprints appeared on their faces.

"Qingyu Xing, you want to go against me?"

The young man in the lead had a hideous expression when he saw this scene, and he seemed to be roaring like a madman. His voice was hoarse and seemed to be slightly hysterical.

The four people who had been forced back were furious. After feeling their faces burning, a murderous intent irrepressible itself in their hearts. They wanted to kill this person in front of them to quell the anger in their hearts.

But when they heard the roar of the young man in the lead, their faces went ghastly pale and they abruptly stopped, and they raised their heads to look at the robust and robust man before them with expressions of panic.

The burly figure in front of them who had left the four of them with a slap on their faces was Qing Yu Xing. His gaze was cold and his lips curled into a sinister smile as he swept a fierce glance at the four of them, only retracting his gaze after they had lowered their brows and continuously retreated.

"You guys truly have big nerves. You even dare to bully my people."

Although the Clear Rain Pavilion was normally very amiable, when they were angered, they were simply like fiends. With a sweep of their brows, no one dared to breathe too loudly.