At this moment, Han Ming on the ring was looking at Chen Feng mockingly.
"Almost got bluffed by you, kid."
"Originally, I was wondering how you managed to increase your qi and blood by two hundred points in just four months."
"Turns out you took the Qi and Blood Pill."
"However, the quality of your pill is not good."
"It only increased your qi and blood by two hundred points."
Han Ming had just swallowed a Qi and Blood Pill in the toilet.
Suddenly, his qi and blood increased by three hundred points.
He felt a surge of qi and blood, and his whole body was filled with strength.
At the same time, he realized that Chen Feng must have also taken the Qi and Blood Pill.
Otherwise, his qi and blood couldn't have increased so rapidly.
Chen Feng didn't have time to waste words with Han Ming.
The qi and blood in his body surged, and immediately a faint shadow of a Buddha enveloped his whole body.
The miserable state of his two apprentices being beaten the day before yesterday was still vivid in his mind.
He had no mercy for such a scumbag.
"People like you are a curse with martial arts."
"Today, I'll eliminate you for the people."
Han Ming was also shocked by the imposing manner of the Buddha shadow around Chen Feng.
However, upon hearing Chen Feng's words, he immediately sneered.
"Stop pretending. To be honest with you."
"I just took a Qi and Blood Pill too."
"Today, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
"However, if you're willing to beg for mercy from Mr. Wei Xu, I can spare your life."
Wei Xu!
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sure enough, he had been targeted by the Wei Corporation.
It seemed that the Qi and Blood Pill Han Ming mentioned was also given by Wei Xu.
He had also heard of the Qi and Blood Pill.
It was said that this thing had been monopolized by the aristocratic families.
It was very difficult for ordinary people to obtain it.
Taking one Qi and Blood Pill could increase one's qi and blood by more than three hundred points.
Moreover, the effect could last for ten minutes.
That meant that Han Ming's current qi and blood value had reached over nine hundred.
He had reached the level of a top - tier martial artist.
Chen Feng couldn't help but frown.
The opponent's qi and blood was three times his, a full six hundred points higher.
He wondered if he could still win later.
After all, the situation was different from before.
When he fought Sha Heming before.
Although the opponent's qi and blood was nearly four times his, in total, it was only nearly three hundred points higher.
Now it was a full six hundred points higher.
If necessary, he would reveal his state of unity between heaven and man.
Fusing the three martial arts skills should allow him to fight.
At worst, he wouldn't engage in a head - on confrontation. He'd just drag it out for ten minutes.
Then he could stage a counter - attack.
Anyway, he didn't want to die.
At this time, the netizens in the live - stream were going wild.
"Here it comes, here it comes. It's that Buddha's Palm technique."
"No one could see clearly last time. This time, we should be able to take a good look."
"Where's the dragon? I want to see the Golden Dragon Palm!"
"What Golden Dragon Palm, it's called the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms."
"I'll call it whatever I want. It's none of your business!"
...
Han Ming's live - stream assistant was holding the phone and looking at the bullet comments helplessly.
After all this time, the live - stream was full of Chen Feng's fans.
No one was interested in seeing Han Ming's martial arts moves.
Seeing the faint shadow of the Buddha again, Yang Honghui was still very shocked.
Especially just now, when he received the news that Chen Feng's registered qi and blood was three hundred.
He was a bit incredulous for a moment.
However, these weren't important. Next, he must protect Chen Feng.
Especially after he heard that Han Ming had also taken a Qi and Blood Pill.
He was also wondering if Chen Feng had taken a Qi and Blood Pill, which was why his qi and blood had increased so rapidly.
Seeing her master's moves, Jin Youxi immediately said excitedly,
"Look, junior sister. It's the Buddha's Palm!"
"This is the palm technique our master taught me."
Not far away, Xiao Ruohan frowned.
She was more eager to see the palm move that Chen Feng hadn't taught her.
Now, Xiao Ruohan had accepted her fate.
She had tried all the martial arts skills in the War God Martial Arts School.
Even those yellow - grade martial arts skills were not spared.
All of them were difficult to practice.
She knew that she probably could only practice the set of palm techniques that Chen Feng had taught her.
She also understood that this set of palm techniques might only be suitable for someone with her constitution.
That was why so many people on the Internet had tried to learn it, but few had succeeded.
As a result, Chen Feng hadn't taught her all the moves.
He even lied to her, saying that he had taught her everything he could.
This Chen Feng was really hateful!
Unconsciously, Xiao Ruohan clenched her fists.
The only martial art she could practice but hadn't learned completely had become a pain in her heart.
On the ring.
Han Ming looked at Chen Feng's martial arts domain at the peak of perfection.
He was extremely jealous.
Maybe he would never reach such a state in his life.
He didn't hesitate any longer and directly attacked Chen Feng.
His legs turned into phantoms in the air.
A whirlwind was stirred up on the ring.
"Wind God's Legs!"
With a six - hundred - point difference in qi and blood, Chen Feng didn't dare to engage in a head - on confrontation at the beginning.
He chose to avoid the sharp edge first, test the waters, and play for time.
He used the "First Glimpse of Buddha's Light" move to make a symbolic defense.
Then Chen Feng distanced himself and got out of the attack range.
Seeing that Chen Feng didn't dare to take the attack head - on and dodged, the last bit of uneasiness in Han Ming's heart completely disappeared.
"Hahaha... Now you're scared, aren't you?"
"Want to run? Let's see where you can run."
"Kneel down and beg for mercy quickly!"
Han Ming chased after Chen Feng relentlessly, and Chen Feng was always on the defensive.
Soon, Chen Feng felt relieved.
After several defenses.
He roughly judged how strong Han Ming's attacks were.
Although he couldn't resist them for the time being.
But there was no big problem with self - defense.
The Heavenly Cripple's Legs, although a purely offensive martial art, strengthened his legs.
It also greatly improved Chen Feng's footwork.
He dodged and weaved through Han Ming's attacks while using the Buddha's Palm for defense.
For a moment, Han Ming really couldn't defeat him.
At this time, Han Ming was excitedly chasing after him.
"Run, run! The more you run, the more excited I get."
"Let's see how long you can run."
"What a so - called prodigy! What peak of perfection!"
"In front of my absolute strength, they're all trash."
Seeing that Chen Feng only dared to run.
Han Ming was completely sure that the opponent had no chance of turning the tables.
Although every time Chen Feng counter - attacked with his palm technique, its power was surprisingly great.
It faintly reached the strength of a senior martial artist.
However, in the face of his current strength as a top - tier martial artist, it was still vulnerable.
Han Ming was glad that if he hadn't had the Qi and Blood Pill.
He might really have capsized in the shallows this time.
Now, he just waited for Chen Feng to show a flaw, and he could easily defeat him.
As a result, he waited for nearly ten minutes.
Everyone in the audience was holding their breath for Chen Feng.
Yang Honghui almost couldn't hold back and intervene once.
Xiao Ruohan's mother even clapped and cheered from time to time.
It made many people around her frown.
"Hey, Chen! Still pretending, huh!"
"Now you're getting your comeuppance!"
"I'm going to watch you die today."
...
At this time, Wei Xu below the stage was also smiling as he watched the fight on the ring.
On the four - hundred - square - meter ring, Chen Feng was running around in a hurry.
Han Ming was chasing after him like a cat chasing a mouse.
Chen Feng was always in a precarious state.
But no one noticed that Han Ming still hadn't been able to hurt Chen Feng.
In a corner of the audience, an aunt with a face full of sores and a deformed body was looking at Chen Feng on the ring and whispering,
"No wonder a senior martial artist and four other martial artists couldn't catch you.
"I didn't expect your ability to fight beyond your level to be so strong."
“This time, the Sky-Swallowing Club didn't lose unjustly.”

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”