Yang Feilong originally thought that the fusion of the three elemental energies was quite perfect, but as the battle progressed, he realized there was still room for improvement.
"Indeed, combat is the best teacher!"
As he fought, various ideas collided, and the fusion of the three elemental energies became increasingly perfect!
Exhilarating!
Thoroughly satisfying.
"Huh, where did he go?" Yang Feilong suddenly realized his opponent had disappeared. He took a closer look and, good heavens, his opponent had already been defeated by him!
At this moment, everyone stared at Yang Feilong, dumbfounded.
"My god, can this Yang Feilong become stronger as he fights?"
"I originally thought that although Yang Feilong's talent was strong, he was definitely no match for Lu Yao. I never expected the outcome to be like this?"
"It's not that Lu Yao was weak, but that Yang Feilong was too strong. What's most speechless is that this guy, despite his great strength, didn't play by the rules. He gradually increased his combat power and eventually crushed Lu Yao!"
"Lu Yao is truly pitiful, being slapped in the face repeatedly. He thought he could defeat Yang Feilong and save some face, but he never expected to end up in such a dejected situation!"
Yes, Lu Yao was utterly dejected at this moment. He had thought he could defeat Yang Feilong and prove Murong Qiuyue's judgment wrong, but the result was that his prized strength was completely overwhelmed. He had lost and was utterly humiliated.
Being repeatedly slapped in the face without the ability to retaliate felt utterly terrible.
Yang Feilong stroked his chin, feeling somewhat helpless. It wasn't that he was improving his combat power bit by bit; it was that his combat power was constantly increasing during battles. Others didn't understand Yang Feilong, so they naturally arrived at what they believed to be the truth!
Yang Feilong couldn't be bothered to explain, as it was meaningless.
"Yang Feilong, once you've recovered, dare to fight me?" Just then, another person stepped forward.
To step forward after Yang Feilong defeated Lu Yao clearly meant they considered themselves stronger than Lu Yao!
The person who stepped forward was named Deng Yixiao. He was a cultivator at the sixth level of the Xiantian realm and was a few years older than Lu Yao. He believed his strength surpassed Lu Yao's. The reason he hadn't made it onto the Dragon Phoenix Ranking, in his opinion, was because he was older than Lu Yao.
Although he defeated Lu Yao, Yang Feilong's strength was not significantly greater than Lu Yao's. Therefore, facing Deng Yixiao's challenge, Yang Feilong nodded in agreement.
The result was the same as before.
"Deng Yixiao, who was slightly stronger than Lu Yao, has also lost!"
"It seems Yang Feilong is not much stronger than Deng Yixiao, but he was able to precisely defeat his opponent by a slim margin. This indirectly indicates that Yang Feilong's strength might be considerably greater than Deng Yixiao's!"
"Looking at it from this perspective, has Yang Feilong's strength reached the seventh level?"
"Highly possible! Let's see if Bi Xin will make a move. Bi Xin's cultivation is at the peak of the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment realm. He is the same age as Murong Qiuyue's elder brother, Murong Qiushu. Although he can't compare to Murong Qiushu, who is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, his strength at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment is top-tier. He has sparred with Lu Yao many times, and Lu Yao has always been defeated!"
"If Yang Feilong can even defeat Bi Xin, it would mean Yang Feilong's strength has truly reached the seventh realm!"
"To be at the seventh realm at such a young age, he must have been living in some remote place before, otherwise, how could he have no fame at all? With such strength in his early twenties, it wouldn't be surprising even if he ranked in the top one hundred on the Dragon Phoenix Ranking!"
"Who knows. I've never heard of Murong Qiuyue looking for a man before. Now that she's suddenly looking, she finds someone so outstanding. It truly makes people jealous and envious!"
"Who isn't?"
"..."
Honestly, the people of the Murong family were also stunned. They had never expected Yang Feilong to defeat both Lu Yao and Deng Yixiao consecutively. The main reason their Murong family valued Yang Feilong was his extraordinary medical talent!
To possess such formidable martial talent and strength in addition to extraordinary medical talent was both surprising and delightful!
"My sister really doesn't look for men unless it's for something serious, and when she does, she finds someone so outstanding." Murong Qiufeng, in his shock, was filled with emotion. At this moment, he recalled the time when his sister insisted on saving Yang Feilong.
If his sister hadn't carefully discovered that Yang Feilong was still alive back then, such an excellent brother-in-law would have been missed. Oh no, it wasn't just missed; he had buried a peerless prodigy who could have become his brother-in-law alive!
"He and my sister truly have fate," Murong Qiufeng thought, filled with emotion.
Murong Qiuyue's beautiful eyes gazed at Yang Feilong, wondering how many more surprises he would bring her.
"Hmph, no wonder he's so popular with women!" Murong Qiuyue felt inexplicably resentful when she thought of Yang Feilong's double-digit number of girlfriends.
Just as Yang Feilong worried, she now saw him as her own man, completely disregarding the fact that their relationship was a pretense. Perhaps, the pretense was just her girlish reserve, and she secretly hoped Yang Feilong would make the first move.
But this fellow Yang Feilong not only didn't make a move but even wanted to push her away. Thinking of this, she was furious!
Amidst the varied thoughts and discussions of the crowd, Bi Xin did not disappoint; he stepped forward to challenge Yang Feilong.
Although he felt uncertain, if he didn't dare to fight Yang Feilong, rumors would spread that he was scared, which would be too disgraceful.
Therefore, defeat was acceptable, but surrender was not. This was the pride of a prodigy from Yong'an City!
"Yang Feilong, I hope you can go all out and fight me!" Bi Xin said to Yang Feilong with a deep voice.
Hearing Bi Xin's words, Yang Feilong fell silent.
What should he say?
Should he say that he had gone all out in the previous two battles? That he had almost lost each time and that it was only by giving his utmost and perfecting himself during the fight that he could turn the tide and achieve victory?
"I will do my best," Yang Feilong replied.
It was truly doing his best!
Seeing Yang Feilong's serious and earnest expression, Bi Xin took a deep breath, his face extremely solemn.
The opponent was going to go all out. If he were to suffer a crushing defeat, wouldn't that be too embarrassing? For some reason, he felt a pang of regret. He shouldn't have urged Yang Feilong to go all out. If he were to be defeated in one move, he would truly become a joke!
Bi Xin carefully considered his words and then said, "Of course, our encounter is mainly a spar! It's best to save your ultimate moves for later!"
He hoped Yang Feilong would understand his meaning!
"En, alright!" Yang Feilong looked at Bi Xin, whose demeanor had changed somewhat, with suspicion. He quickly grasped the meaning behind his words and found it somewhat amusing. This guy was actually scared!