Chapter 1649

"You… how could you have broken through so many realms!"

"Aren't you just an ordinary martial artist? How can you have broken through to the True Qi realm!"

Lin Yi stared at Ximen Wudi, his face filled with shock.

Ximen Wudi wore a brilliant smile: "Because I had a miraculous encounter, I was able to break through the realm!"

"Hmph, even so, I can still defeat you!"

"You'll never surpass me again!"

Lin Yi roared, kicked off the ground, and his body blurred into a phantom, charging toward Ximen Wudi.

Lin Yi's speed was swift as thunder!

In Ximen Wudi's eyes, a hint of solemnity surfaced.

Lin Yi's strength was far beyond Ximen Wudi's expectations.

Without using the Nine Yang Divine Art, Ximen Wudi could not possibly stand against him.

Yet, on Ximen Wudi's fists, the same blinding divine light radiated.

Their fists collided, unleashing a deafening roar!

On Lin Yi's face was an expression of disbelief—he couldn't understand how an ordinary man could break through to the True Qi realm.

Ximen Wudi's strength was certainly not yet at the True Qi realm, yet now his power rivaled that of a True Qi realm expert.

Ximen Wudi and Lin Yi clashed fiercely on the arena.

Lin Yi's movements were elusive, like a ghost, leaving Ximen Wudi unable to land a strike.

"I don't believe you can hold out against me for long!"

Ximen Wudi roared, his True Qi surging wildly, golden light blazing from his fists and palms.

His punch surged like a rainbow, like a falling meteor, driving forward with one blow.

A streak of divine light erupted from Lin Yi's fist, meeting Ximen Wudi's punch head-on!

Their punches clashed, unleashing a thunderous boom.

"Ah!"

Lin Yi screamed as Ximen Wudi's fist blasted him flying several zhang away.

"Pshhh!"

His chest was charred black, his clothes shredded, blood spraying everywhere.

"Pshhh!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out as his body crashed heavily to the ground.

Lin Yi's face was pale, his eyes filled with utter disbelief.

He never imagined Ximen Wudi had truly broken through to the True Qi realm—and his power had grown so much!

"Lin Yi, you've lost this match!"

"This arena belongs to me!"

"And I've won!"

"I want you to say aloud, 'I surrender!'"

"I want everyone in the Qingyun Sect to know who truly belongs on Qingyun Peak!"

Ximen Wudi's voice exploded like thunder.

Lin Yi's face turned grim; he gritted his teeth, glaring at Ximen Wudi.

"You waste, you won't force me!"

"I will never surrender!"

"But I won't waste any more time with you!"

Lin Yi's eyes blazed with murderous intent; a vast aura erupted from his body.

"Lin Yi, what are you doing?"

A young man beside Lin Yi turned pale, fear flashing in his eyes.

Lin Yi looked up at Ximen Wudi: "Ximen Wudi, don't push me too far!"

"I am a disciple of Qingyun Peak—you think I'll admit defeat to you? Impossible!"

"I'd rather die than surrender!"

With that, Lin Yi slammed his right foot into the ground, his body becoming a meteor as he lunged at Ximen Wudi.

Lin Yi's speed was so fast—in the blink of an eye, he had shot over ten meters.

"Hmph, are you really fit to be called a True Qi realm expert, you trash?"

Ximen Wudi sneered, his body flickering into a lingering shadow as he chased after him.

"Lin Yi, you're no match for me!"

"Surrender, don't struggle—you can't win against me!"

"Hahaha!"

A mocking smirk curled at Ximen Wudi's lips.

Lin Yi's strength was indeed formidable, but he was not even on the same level as Ximen Wudi.

1451 Ximen Wudi decided to teach him a lesson

But this Lin Yi was too arrogant—Ximen Wudi decided to teach him a lesson.

"Die!"

"Since you want to die, I'll send you to Guixi!"

"Whoosh!"

Lin Yi transformed into a streak of afterimage and lunged at Ximen Wudi once more.

"I refuse to believe I can't beat you!"

Lin Yi's face had already become incomparably ferocious.

He swung both fists out, each one erupting with terrifying Qi force.

His attacks grew fiercer with every wave, more vicious with every strike.

But those attacks landing on Ximen Wudi were nothing more than an itch.

Though Lin Yi's strength was decent, before Ximen Wudi it posed no threat whatsoever.

Lin Yi's strikes landing on Ximen Wudi caused no damage at all.

Not only could Lin Yi not land a hit on Ximen Wudi, he was counterattacked by Ximen Wudi instead!

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

Ximen Wudi punched him again and again, striking Lin Yi's body without cease.

"No!"

"No!"

Lin Yi screamed in agony.

Ximen Wudi's strength was greater than his.

Lin Yi could hardly believe that he had actually suffered a loss at the hands of a martial artist who had just broken through!

His body, beneath a single punch from Ximen Wudi, became riddled with holes; from head to toe, there was hardly a patch of good flesh left.

In the end, Lin Yi was beaten to death by Ximen Wudi outright.

The crowd around the arena were all stunned dumb by Ximen Wudi's strength.

Lin Yi was one of Qingyun Sect's heaven-chosen prodigies.

This quota had been specially granted by the Peak Master of Qingyun Peak.

Lin Yi's aptitude and potential were in no way inferior to Li Yan's.

For such a monstrous genius to fall at Ximen Wudi's hands within Qingyun Peak was truly hard to believe!