Urban All-Round Master

The white-robed youth, now bereft of the folding fan’s protection, let out a startled cry. His eyes turned cold, and he dared not be careless. His opponent was formidable, and earlier he had only lost due to his arrogance. But now, devoid of that pride, he had to devote his full strength.

"Bang!"

Situ Mingzheng’s punch didn’t land on the white-robed youth’s chin. The youth, reacting swiftly, threw his own punch at the same time. Their fists collided thunderously, and with a bang, the white-robed youth was pushed back several dozen steps.

Crunch ~ The stones underfoot shattered into seven or eight pieces, and his five-fingered fist was numbed by the powerful Elemental Power shock. If not for exerting control at the critical moment, the force of that punch alone would have injured the white-robed youth.

"Come again!" Situ Mingzheng, having tasted a bit of success, strode forward like a tiger, continuing to rush toward the white-robed youth, intending to finish him off in the first instance.

Now was the best chance. He couldn’t give the white-robed youth even a moment’s respite. He knew well that his opponent was also very strong, not even inferior to himself. If he were careless, today’s defeat would not be his opponent’s but his own. At that point, he would truly lose face, not only disgracing the Situ family but also losing face for the Empire. His status in the Empire would surely plummet!

"Alright, let me see what power the Lianyun Empire’s National Guardian General truly possesses." The white-robed youth laughed arrogantly twice, and there was little fear on his youthful face. Instead, he met Situ Mingzheng’s charge with raised fists, ready to contest the outcome.

"Swish swish swish..."

Wind sprung up beneath the white-robed youth’s feet as he too charged to meet Situ Mingzheng’s attack. The two discarded all weapons, engaging in the most primitive hand-to-hand combat.

Facing the white-robed youth, Situ Mingzheng inwardly sneered.

As a Dragon Knight, he could not only command the Western dragon but also had formidable Martial Arts cultivation. He was fully confident in defeating this white-robed youth!

Though Situ Mingzheng was adept at hand-to-hand combat, the white-robed youth was no less capable. The two were locked in a close combat melee, each deploying their most powerful killing moves, yet it was difficult for either to gain the upper hand in a short time.

"Hiss~"

Suddenly, the white-robed youth noticed a streak of blood out of the corner of his eye. Along with the sound of flesh tearing, he felt as if his chest had been slashed by some sharp weapon. With a squelch, a crimson line of blood shot a great distance as Situ Mingzheng delivered a fierce blow almost pressed against his body!

Swoosh~

Situ Mingzheng decisively retreated. As the white-robed youth turned sharply, he saw Situ Mingzheng with a cold smile tugging at his lips, his right hand raised before his chest. Between his blood-stained fingers was a shred of blood-soaked white cloth, and more startling, a piece of blood-dripping red flesh!

"My God, such powerful strength, to actually tear Tian Ci’s muscle apart alive!" The cultivators from the two duchies couldn’t help but feel startled and vigilant. The white-robed youth’s physical form was also extremely strong. The fact that this Situ Mingzheng could tear apart his blood membrane was proof of his power.

"Well done! That was satisfying!"

In the crowd, Situ Xuanwen, Situ Mingzheng’s father, was visibly excited, slamming the table as he praised, clearly having been impressed by Situ Mingzheng’s blow.

"Such incredible fingers, they could rival blades and swords, couldn’t they?" Many of the officials below applauded, especially the martial officers. To be able to tear through an opponent’s muscles and skin membrane barehanded not only required speed but also immense explosive power between the fingers, and Situ Mingzheng had achieved it.

The white-robed youth showed neither joy nor sorrow, his expression gradually turning cold, yet he said nothing. He slowly raised his hands, ten fingers tightly together, and his palms formed into blades, with eyes deep and focused.

"Once more!"

Situ Mingzheng fought beautifully in this battle, leaving the white-robed youth at a significant disadvantage. Thus, his eyes were intensely heated. He turned around, his ten fingers curved like eagle claws, any casual swipe could easily contend with fine steel.

"Thump thump thump..."

Initiating the attack was Situ Mingzheng, his momentum like the wind, his steps unruffled, steady yet firm.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The whistling wind at his ears was enough to prove how fast Situ Mingzheng was. But just as he leaped up, raising his right hand high to strike down.

The white-robed youth’s body curved like a war bow, ready to explode at any moment. When Situ Mingzheng swooped down, the white-robed youth moved, quickly kicking out his right leg, heavily striking Situ Mingzheng in the abdomen.

"Boom!"

The iron-like leg ruthlessly swept across Situ Mingzheng’s abdomen. Then, the white-robed youth jumped up coldly, his right arm high and bent, and his hard elbow smashed heavily down onto Situ Mingzheng’s shoulder.

"Crack!"

The immense elbow force made it seem as if Situ Mingzheng was facing an iron man rather than a human, as the bone structure in his shoulder was shattered!

Before Situ Mingzheng could let out a pained scream, the white-robed youth was like his nightmare. His left palm like a blade cut through the air resistance and once again chopped down on Situ Mingzheng’s right arm. Crack...

Situ Mingzheng’s right arm bone shattered into fragments, the intense pain made him open his mouth, looking up but not daring to scream. Once he did, it would signify that he was too close to defeat.

"Do you admit defeat?" The white-robed youth, full of blood Qi, grew braver the longer the fight went on. After disabling Situ Mingzheng with a kick and a palm, he showed no intent to kill him. After all, this was the Lianyun Empire. If he took a mere contest too seriously and killed this National Guardian General, it would be hard for him to leave alive. After all, he wasn’t here to kill; he came to lose face for the cultivators of the Lianyun Empire.

"I’m not defeated!" Situ Mingzheng gritted his teeth, forcibly enduring the intense pain. His body twisted mid-air, breaking free of the white-robed youth’s constraints. He intended to make a comeback, but unfortunately, his injuries were too severe. Trying to launch another attack resulted in little effect.

Now, he could only grit his teeth and continue to hold out.

The white-robed youth’s gaze suddenly sharpened. Swish swish swish, he began sprinting rapidly around the Martial Arts Arena, his speed amazing. When he reached about five meters from Situ Mingzheng, he leaped, a meter off the ground, his legs curled to his chest. However, his knees fiercely struck Situ Mingzheng’s chest cavity.

"Boom!"

The violent impact sent Situ Mingzheng flying backward like a cannonball, blood spurting from his mouth as he crashed heavily to the ground. It seemed the bones in his chest had been largely shattered.

But the white-robed youth didn’t escape unscathed either, for just as his leg kicked out at Situ Mingzheng, Mingzheng’s claws had gripped his waist, nearly injuring a vital part.