"Tsk tsk, if only there was a bit more of this Thunder Power!"
After absorbing that streak of Thunder Power, Yun Xiao felt somewhat insatiable, and his yearning for the Thunder Wood grew even more intense.
If even a single streak of Thunder Power was this effective, what would it be like if he refined all the Thunder Power within the Thunder Wood?
"Hm?"
Just as Yun Xiao's face showed a satisfied expression, Yang Wanliu on the other side also realized that something didn't quite match his expectations. That guy seemed not to have been paralyzed by the Thunder Wood's thunder at all.
But by this time, Yang Wanliu had no choice but to act, as it had nearly become a subconscious action for him. As soon as the Thunder Power from the Thunder Wood burst forth, he coordinated it with his own attack, aiming to kill the enemy on the spot.
Therefore, when the Thunder Power blasted towards Yun Xiao, Yang Wanliu's figure moved. By the time he realized something was wrong, he saw the black-clad youth nearby casually lifting his right leg.
"Hmph, I refuse to believe that my prestigious Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage cultivation can't handle a little brat like you!"
At this moment, a trace of arrogance instantly swept over Yan Wanliu's heart. Even if the black-clad youth's method of dissolving the Thunder Power was somewhat odd, it couldn't make him feel the slightest apprehension.
As Yang Wanliu let out a snort, his right fist finally collided fiercely with Yun Xiao's outstretched right foot. Time seemed to freeze in that instant.
But all these were just illusions to the onlookers. In the next moment, everyone witnessed an incredibly unbelievable scene, completely overturning all their earlier thoughts and assumptions, totally clueless as to how it all happened.
Crack!
First came a soft cracking sound, then everyone clearly saw the right arm of the Yang Family's Princely Heir, from his fist to his right shoulder, utterly obliterated by a mighty force.
It seemed that within the black-clad youth's right leg was contained an endless strength. But what kind of strength could, in a single blow, shatter the Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage Yang Wanliu's right arm into pieces?
The sudden turn of events left the onlooking crowd somewhat unable to come to grips, including the spectators from the Yang Family on the distant pavilion loft, and even the Yang Family Head, Yang Dingshan, was stunned at this moment.
Because Yang Dingshan had never thought his son would be defeated, and even if there was the slightest possibility, it wouldn't be so devastating. From that black-clad youth's leg, he sensed an unmatched power.
Of course, this invincibility pertained to cultivators at the Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage. Such strength didn't pose much of a threat to someone like Yang Dingshan, a cultivator in the Origin Seeking Realm.
But Yang Dingshan was well aware that under such formidable strength, his son, with just Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage cultivation, likely had no chance of resisting.
Yet how could a kid, who merely looked to be at the Spirit Vein Realm, unleash such a powerful kick in the blink of an eye? It was not until Yang Dingshan, who had regained his senses, turned his gloomy gaze back to the black-clad youth did he realize he had been mistaken all along.
"Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage!"
With Yang Dingshan's acumen and sensing, he could certainly perceive the still lingering aura on that black-clad youth. At the same time, including the other Yang Family Elders and the surrounding crowd, all sensed Yun Xiao's true cultivation level, and everyone simultaneously gasped in shock.
As previously mentioned, in the small Ancient Moon City, geniuses at the Qi Seeking Realm Early Stage under thirty were exceedingly rare, let alone at the Middle Stage.
The emergence of Yang Family's Princely Heir, Yang Wanliu, was shocking enough, but now, this black-clad youth who seemed even younger than Yang Wanliu, had also reached the Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage – how could this not astound them?
Especially since this black-clad youth, with a single kick, had pulverized Yang Wanliu's right arm — this indicated that, setting aside their Meridian Qi Cultivation, at least in terms of Physical Strength, Yang Wanliu was far from being a match for the black-clad youth.
Swoosh!
While the crowd was still in a daze, a swooshing sound came from the arena, followed by a glimpse of a black figure swiftly pursuing after a target — seemingly aiming for the wounded Yang Wanliu.
"You little beast, how dare you!"
Seemingly aware of what Yun Xiao intended to do, Yang Dingshan, the Yang Family Head atop the distant pavilion, couldn't help but let out a furious shout, and his figure leapt from the pavilion, rushing towards the arena with extreme speed.
But although Yang Dingshan was fast and his voice was loud, the distance was too great to make it in time. All he could hope for now was that the black-clad youth would consider the Yang Family's deterrence and not strike too harshly against Yang Wanliu. Otherwise, he would tragically lose his only beloved son.
If it were some other cultivators of Ancient Moon City, perhaps they would be apprehensive about Yang Wanliu's background, after all, with the destruction of the Hu Family, the Yang Family had become the sole dominant power in Ancient Moon City, at the peak of their prosperity.
However, Yun Xiao came from the Hidden Dragon Continent, and he didn't know much about the Yang Family of Ancient Moon City, and because of Hu Ying'er's connection, he subconsciously held no goodwill towards the Yang Family.
Thus, although Yun Xiao heard the loud shout, his steps did not slow down in the least. It took him merely two breaths to reach the fallen Yang Wanliu.
"You... If you dare to kill me, the Yang Family will never forgive you!"
Watching the face that seemed to show no emotion, a streak of unease rose in Yang Wanliu's heart, but he still mustered up the courage to pull out his background, which he believed would be invincible in Ancient Moon City.
"Who said I'm going to kill you?"
As a sense of unease climbed in Yang Wanliu's heart, the black-clothed young man standing in front of him uttered such a sentence, greatly relieving him.
However, the narrow-minded Yang Wanliu would never feel gratitude for Yun Xiao sparing his life. He was already plotting, as long as he could survive this deadly crisis, he was determined to make this black-clothed youngster pay a blood-like price.
He didn't even have to wait for too long. Yang Wanliu believed his father was rushing over, and with his Origin Seeking Realm Early Stage strength, this black-clothed youngster would certainly not be able to stir up much trouble.
"I'm just here to collect my winnings!"
As malicious thoughts flickered through Yang Wanliu's mind, Yun Xiao's voice uttered softly again, and then he bent down, seizing the pitch-black piece of wood still held in Yang Wanliu's hand.
With his right arm shattered, Yang Wanliu had no strength to resist, but the loss of Thunder Wood only intensified the murderous intent in his heart.
In Yang Wanliu's view, that Thunder Wood was just temporarily in the hands of this youngster. Once his father arrived, it would ultimately return to his own hands, and this black-clothed young man would no longer have a life to enjoy.
"You seem very dissatisfied?"
Holding the Thunder Wood in his hand, Yun Xiao suddenly turned his head, just in time to catch a fleeting glimpse of resentment in Yang Wanliu's eyes, and then he spoke softly again as his right foot slowly lifted.
"No! You said you wouldn't kill me!"
Seeing Yun Xiao's movement, Yang Wanliu, who had just experienced the power of that leg, was so terrified that his soul was scattered, and he couldn't help but cry out in alarm because he knew if that foot came down, he would probably meet King Yan instantly.
"I said I wouldn't kill you, so naturally I will leave you alive!"
Yun Xiao, who had lifted his right leg, did not break his promise, but just after his words fell, that right foot ultimately landed on Yang Wanliu's lower abdomen.
"Puh!"
Even the spectators under the stage could hear a sound as if something had burst, and they all knew that Yang Wanliu was finished. Even if he were left alive, his life was over.
Because what Yun Xiao had crushed was Yang Wanliu's Dantian in his lower abdomen, the hub for the flow of Meridian Qi throughout the body. Without the Dantian acting as an interchange, countless Meridian Qi would slowly dissipate over time, never to be concentrated again.
Only at this moment, did the crowd understand how ruthless the unfamiliar black-clothed young man on the stage was. Such an outcome, perhaps, was even harder for Yang Wanliu to accept than being crushed to death in one stomp?
It was ironic how previously, Yang Wanliu was so full of himself, setting up this challenge on the stage, defeating and even killing every challenging genius one by one, with no equal.
Who knew that such an unremarkable black-clothed young man, a stranger whom the crowd had never seen before, would in just one move send the Princely Heir of the Yang Family from heaven to hell.
In retrospect, aside from initially dodging and getting hit by the Thunder Power of the Thunder Wood, the black-clothed youth then easily brought down the Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage Princely Heir of the Yang Family with just two kicks.
Even though the crowd sensed that Yun Xiao was also a strong Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage cultivator, they had never expected the battle to end so quickly.
Shouldn't it be a fierce fight, a clash of the dragons and tigers, after hundreds or thousands of exchanges before the outcome was decided? How could Yang Wanliu, also in the Qi Seeking Realm Middle Stage, be so easily defeated?
What the crowd didn't know was that it wasn't that Yang Wanliu was too weak, but rather that the black-clothed young man in their eyes was too strong. To him, these cultivators of the same rank were no more than chickens and dogs.
Yet, as shocked as the crowd was, they knew that today's battle on the stage might not be over when they saw a figure approaching from a distance, leap from below the stage, and eventually arrive next to Yang Wanliu.