"Woosh…"

Yan Xishan swung his fist once more, and he looked like he had gone bad.

He was determined to succeed with this punch!

With this punch, he was certain that he would make a bloody hole through the energetic young fellow's body.

Nonetheless, Ou Yangming, who was deep in an inescapable dead-end, turned his neck, twisted his butt, and wriggled his thighs. Consequently, he slipped away through an impossible gap like a slippery fish.

Yan Xishan's punch, which was filled with power and was gathered after countless thoughts, missed again.

An indescribable violent temper rose from the bottom of his heart, and he was so furious that he was about to lose his mind.

'It happened again—why did it happen again!'

Yan Xishan turned around to glare at Ou Yangming. The way he gritted his teeth made him look like he had a deep hatred for Ou Yangming, so much so that he wanted to rip the young fellow apart. On top of that, he was even more enraged because Ou Yangming looked like everything was within his expectations.

"Ah, he dodged it again indeed…"

"This young fella is always unexpected…"

"Hehe, since he has the guts to dominate a ring, how could he have spoken carelessly if he wasn't skilled?"

The Yang Grade powerhouses below the ring looked at each other with bitter smiles, and they finally began to acknowledge Ou Yangming, the little Yin Grade powerhouse.

Yan Xishan's martial art was not considered remarkable among Yang Grade powerhouses, but his body technique was unique. Whenever he performed it, his shadow could be seen everywhere in the ring.

He could not rely on his body technique only if he were to fight an absolute powerhouse, but the great technique could guarantee him an outright advantage against a weaker opponent.

Nevertheless, Ou Yangming still managed to go on despite the fearsome body technique.

Whenever the young fellow was forced to face an attack, he would stagger due to the lack of power such that he would fall at any time. However, he kept standing up straight again by swaying his body like that.

Ou Yangming was like a small boat on monstrous waves; he could not be overturned regardless of how dangerous the situation was.

Each time he was in extreme danger, he could always stagger along to dodge the attack at that crucial moment.

In the beginning, the crowd exclaimed and was immersed each time it happened because it was thrilling. After the same thing repeated several times, the people began to notice that it was unusual.

Moreover, a strange thought crossed their minds.

'Why can't the young fella be hit at all?'

Yan Xishan slowly straightened his body, then he released an intense and forceful momentum.

He raised his hands high, revealing veined patterns on his palms.

The crowd was stunned at first, but they quickly exclaimed.

This was because they could tell that the powerful Yang Grade martial artist was stimulating his hidden capability.

Once he executed a similar technique, his combat power would surely skyrocket in a short period. Having said that, a notable residual effect often came with a method like that, to the extent that one's foundation would be damaged if it was a serious effect.

Normally, this would be done by the weaker party as a final blow against a strong powerhouse or as a chance to escape.

Much to everyone's surprise, Yan Xishan incited his potential in the ring even though he had the upper hand.

This was never heard of.

That said, the other people did not know Yan Xishan was in so much grief and indignation that he was about to fall apart.

Yan Xishan was facing the murderer, who injured his son and almost ruined his son's bright future, yet he was helpless against the murderer in public.

It would be fine if the murderer was a Yang Grade powerhouse, but he was an overly young Yin Grade cultivator.

The longer Yan Xishan was in a deadlock with Ou Yangming, the more his mind was distorted. Furthermore, each time his opponent escaped from a despairing situation, he felt embarrassed as though he was slapped in the face.

When the negative emotions piled up to a certain limit, they finally made him lose his mind, so he made an untimely decision.

"Young fella, you're doomed!"

Yan Xishan laughed hideously and charged at Ou Yangming.

Speed—absolute speed.

He was twice as fast as he was earlier.

Ou Yangming was slightly startled, and he sighed.

By using Yan Xishan's Yang Grade power, he had indeed tempered his body to be incredibly strong.

He slowly executed the martial art skills that he gained from the Ni family's inheritance. Without using the integration of Heaven and man, as well as the thoroughly meticulous state, without the support of any piece of equipment, he managed to contend with a Yang Grade powerhouse.

Although he inevitably ended up in dangerous situations from time to time, his accomplishment was shocking.

Besides, Ou Yangming was able to persist for a longer time as he progressed, which meant that he was gradually improving under Yan Xishan's pressure.

Despite that, Yan Xishan's intent was clear at that point.

He did not want to play the game anymore, and he wanted to overturn the situation through his formidable strength.

Ou Yangming dared not act carelessly against a nearly half-mad Yang Grade powerhouse.

Struck with an idea, his willpower increased, and he instantly entered the integration of Heaven and man.

The purple light in his sea of consciousness burst all of a sudden, and he seemed to have entered another marvelous world with help from his great mental power.

Following that, the scenes from his fight against Yan Xishan were briefly replayed.

In particular, Yan Xishan's indescribable and profound body technique was clearly displayed to him.

It was an extremely unique feeling because Ou Yangming felt like he was split into two. He was observing from a bystander's point of view, but he was also experiencing the threat from the body technique.

When the two feelings merged, they resulted in an unbelievable and magical effect.

Ou Yangming had a deeper understanding and control of his body, power, and martial art skills. Also, he gained a personal comprehension of the body technique performed by Yan Xishan and his son.

Everything happened in a split second.

It had only been an instant in the outside world, but it felt like a year had passed in his consciousness.

Without warning, Ou Yangming had a lively expression in his eyes, and he flashed a bright smile on his face.

'I didn't think that I'd gain so much by exchanging blows with another person in a normal state then utilize the natural states and my great consciousness.

'My effort wasn't in vain.'

The young fellow leaned back a little as if someone pulled his collar from behind. Subsequently, he moved backward nimbly, but he seemed to be stepping on a node with each step taken. Ou Yangming's swaying body was illusory and bewildering.

Yan Xishan suddenly realized that he could not charge forward anymore.

It was not because he was obstructed, but because he could not capture Ou Yangming's whereabouts.

His face took on a ghastly expression, and it was slowly becoming distorted.

He lifted his hand to point at Ou Yangming, then he shouted fiercely, "You—that's the Yan family's body technique, so where did you learn it from?"

Ou Yangming stood still and shrugged. "I learned it from you!"

"What?"

"Ah, I'm ashamed to have only gained superficial knowledge of it even though you used it for such a long time just now," Ou Yangming noted with a smile.

Yan Xishan was red with anger. 'Superficial knowledge? Who are you lying to!'

He yelled, "You deserve to be punished for secretly learning the Yan family's body technique! Go to hell…"

Next, he pounced on the young fellow like a great hawk spreading its wings. This time, fear could be seen in the depth of his eyes.

Putting aside the fact that Yan Xishan failed to take down his opponent after such a long time, he let the young fellow learn the Yan family's body technique.

'His learning ability is terrifying, and a person like him mustn't live—he mustn't live!'

Nonetheless, just as he leaped toward Ou Yangming at the speed of light, his vision went blurry as he lost the young fellow again.

A chill was cast over his heart at that instant.

'The Yan family's body technique—this is definitely the most mystifying part about the body technique.

'How could he have learned and grasped it?

'No way—I'll kill him! I must kill him! If I don't, how am I going to go against him when he enters Yang Grade?'

Yan Xishan looked as sinister as a crazy tiger. His aura was frightening as he fully performed his body technique and covered the entire ring.

He was not a powerhouse at the peak of Yang Grade, but his combat power was not inferior at all.

Countless people paid attention to them on the ring, and the two other ring defenders watched attentively too.

Having stimulated his hidden capability, Yan Xishan showed a combat power that was similar to that of an ordinary powerhouse at the peak of Yang Grade Class Five.

The past Ou Yangming could not have dodged every attack using the body technique even if he entered the integration of Heaven and man, as well as the thoroughly meticulous state.

After all, Yan Xishan's body technique was too mysterious, and the fact that he had such excellent speed allowed him to contend with even a Supreme Great Ancestor.

However, Ou Yangming was different at this moment. His body technique was marvelous too, and his body swayed when he took a step. It seemed like the young fellow was going to the left, but his foot tilted to the right. The body technique caused his opponent to make wrong visual judgments because his actual position could not be identified.

Yan Xishan could do the same, and he was more familiar with the body technique.

Nevertheless, without the integration of Heaven and man, as well as apprehension in the thoroughly meticulous state, he could not tell Ou Yangming's real intention.

As Yan Xishan's mighty powers were constantly released in the void, Ou Yangming's body was surrounded by energy surges, but he was never hit.

When the powers, which were considered to be at the peak of Yang Grade Class Five, kept brushing past Ou Yangming's body, Yan Xishan turned pale. He finally slowed down, and blood was vaguely seen at the corner of his lips.

One could unleash a forceful combat power by stimulating one's potential, but it would also be a huge burden where a huge backlash would take place if one could not withstand the process anymore.

Yan Xishan's eyes turned red after another 15 minutes. He stomped his feet and dashed forward like lightning, then he went past Ou Yangming to leave the ring and escaped toward the crowd.

The other people below the ring were stupefied for a long time, and a strange look could be seen on their faces.