C53 One Step to Victory(2)

Woo Zhengyang had a strength of over 800 pounds. With the enhancement and accumulation from the "Dragon Countering Nine Steps," his third step had already reached a force of over 1,000 pounds.

Under such power, Huang Ruoshan, who was spinning in mid-air, was directly brought to the ground by Woo Zhengyang. The leg Huang Ruoshan had aimed at Woo Zhengyang's waist was left hanging uselessly.

As soon as he hit the ground, Huang Ruoshan prepared to spring up with a swift move, but he saw Woo Zhengyang's fourth step coming down, stopping just above his chest.

The foot didn't land, but Huang Ruoshan felt as if his heart had been struck hard. He knew without a doubt that this step was much more powerful than the last. If Woo Zhengyang hadn't held back, his internal organs might have been severely injured.

"I lost..." Huang Ruoshan admitted with a wry smile, staying on the ground in a spread-eagle position.

The spectators were stunned by the sudden turn of events. When Huang Ruoshan conceded, they finally understood what had happened.

If the initial exchange between the two was impressive, Woo Zhengyang's sudden reversal at the end could only be described as astonishing. A newcomer, facing an eight-star martial disciple who had been training for at least a year, won—and won with superior martial skills.

Especially at the end, when Woo Zhengyang suddenly combined two martial techniques, it shattered many people's understanding. They racked their brains but couldn't figure out how he mastered these techniques or how he managed to use them simultaneously without losing any power.

If it weren't for the rule against jumping into the ring during a match, the excited crowd would have rushed to ask Woo Zhengyang about it.

On the stage, Huang Ruoshan stood up again. "You're strong, but I hope one day we can truly go all out against each other!" With that, Huang Ruoshan walked off.

Woo Zhengyang smiled slightly, knowing Huang Ruoshan wasn't entirely satisfied with the loss, as he hadn't shown all his skills. But then, neither had Woo Zhengyang. If he had unleashed the full potential of the Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist, the fight might have ended much sooner.

Of course, Woo Zhengyang wasn't about to reveal everything easily. The Great Completion Stage of his technique already drove people wild. If they knew his Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist was at the Perfection Stage, many martial artists, even those above the Martial Master Stage, would be desperate to uncover his secrets.

Besides, if the fight ended too soon, how would Woo Zhengyang unravel the secrets of the Dragon Countering Nine Steps? That was his greatest gain from this battle.

The "Flesh Condensing Technique" was at work, and Woo Zhengyang's hand injury began to heal rapidly. After this battle, his body had gained a lot. With a little rest, breaking through to a strength of 1,500 pounds would be a breeze.

"Not bad, not bad. Why don't you become my apprentice, kid?"

Just as Woo Zhengyang was about to step down from the stage, a sinister voice suddenly echoed.

A figure cloaked in black appeared from the crowd, stepping over people as he moved. Those he stepped on fell unconscious without resistance, creating an eerie path. It was clearly intentional.

"Who are you, hiding your face like a coward?" Lau Qinghan shouted as he rushed onto the stage, drawing his sword to shield Woo Zhengyang.

"Hmph..." The cloaked figure snorted, and his robe fluttered as if caught in a breeze. A shadowy fist shot out from his sleeve.

At first, the fist shadow was the size of a normal fist, but as it advanced, it drew in the surrounding energy, growing larger and larger...

"An expert at the Shape Gathering Stage!"

The crowd gasped. Such a display seemed simple, but it was beyond the reach of a Martial Master. Only those who had condensed their true essence at the Shape Gathering Stage could project their energy like this.

In the small town of Bright Sun City, the appearance of a Shape Gathering Stage expert left everyone in shock. Lau Qinghan, standing protectively in front of Woo Zhengyang, was equally stunned when the black-robed man made his move.

Though Lau Qinghan's skills were considered strong in Bright Sun City, he was only at the mid-level Reality Condensing Stage, akin to an intermediate martial master. In contrast, his opponent was at least at the early Shape Gathering Stage, a level that could be called a beginner master. The gap between their abilities was significant.

Yet, Lau Qinghan had no choice but to stand his ground. If he stepped aside, Woo Zhengyang would surely meet his end with that punch. Clenching his teeth, Lau Qinghan summoned all his energy, channeling it into his longsword.

In an instant, his sword blazed with a brilliant light, as if Lau Qinghan himself was set aflame, fiercely slashing at the massive fist shadow looming over them.

"Boom..."

A thunderous sound echoed, causing the entire square to tremble slightly. On the platform, Lau Qinghan's longsword dimmed, and blood trickled from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears. Though he managed to block the punch, he was gravely injured.

"Uncle..." Woo Zhengyang supported the staggering Lau Qinghan, calling out with heartfelt sincerity for the first time. Although Lau Qinghan had always protected him, Woo Zhengyang never imagined he would risk his life for him. This moment made Woo Zhengyang truly feel the warmth of family.

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