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Chapter 1100 - 1094: A Head-On Clash

Chapter 1100: Chapter 1094: A Head-On Clash

"Kid, if you have any last words, it’s best to take care of them now. Otherwise, when the old man strikes, you won’t have the chance to speak!" Yang Wei’s face revealed a cold and ruthless chill. Zhou Wendong’s earlier words had already invisibly offended his most sensitive nerve.

Zhou Wendong didn’t know that Yang Wei, although an expert at the Early Stage of Virtual Energy, really wasn’t very good in that area. His wife chose to divorce him thirty years ago because she couldn’t bear living like a widow, and that has been a lifelong knot in his heart.

"Heh, the one who should be leaving last words is you, you old fossil!" Zhou Wendong sneered coldly. He didn’t take Yang Wei seriously at all; someone with merely the strength of the Early Stage of Virtual Energy didn’t put any pressure on him.

Yang Wei’s anger intensified, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and with a fierce shout, he stomped his left foot on the ground and his whole body charged forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep.

Yang Family Tiger-Subduing Fist!

With his strike, Yang Wei actually used the Yang family’s signature move, clearly intending to kill Zhou Wendong in one fell swoop.

He despised his opponent psychologically, but strategically, he still took his enemy seriously. Although Yang Wei didn’t take Zhou Wendong seriously, an eagle still exerts its full strength to catch a rabbit; no matter how weak his opponent might be, Yang Wei wouldn’t be careless.

At this moment, his fists thundered out with a punch, and out of nowhere came a tempestuous momentum, as if a fierce tiger was rushing forward.

"Unexpectedly, Yang Wei has cultivated the Tiger-Subduing Fist to such a level!" Seeing Yang Wei make his move, Sun Ji’an’s guard couldn’t help but express a bitter smile.

It’s said he and Yang Wei were figures of the same era, except back in the day, Yang Wei was the legitimate son while he, Sun Qing, was only a branch family descendant, and the treatment he received was worlds apart.

Precisely because of this, the once talented Sun Qing gradually fell behind Yang Wei, and now he hadn’t expected Yang Wei to almost break through to the Mid-stage of Imaginary Strength Realm.

Unlike Li Changlin, Sun Qing couldn’t directly see through a person’s cultivation realm. Although he and Yang Wei were also old acquaintances, if Yang Wei didn’t make a move, Sun Qing wouldn’t know his true cultivation.

Now that Yang Wei had made his move, by sensing the flow of energy, Sun Qing immediately discerned Yang Wei’s actual realm, and his heart relaxed a little.

In Sun Qing’s opinion, although Zhou Wendong was formidable, he definitely couldn’t have reached the Boundary of Virtual Energy.

After all, age was there for all to see; the current Zhou Wendong seemed to be at most twenty-two or three years old, even a year or two younger than Li Changlin. Such a young person, how could he possibly cultivate to the Boundary of Virtual Energy?

If that were really the case, then their older generation might as well find a piece of tofu and kill themselves with embarrassment.

Moreover, Cheng Hui, the leading figure of the younger generation in the Ancient Martial World, hadn’t advanced to the Boundary of Virtual Energy yet, so naturally, there was even less hope for Zhou Wendong.

"Great-grandfather, can you discern Li Changlin’s cultivation?" When Sun Qing mentioned that Yang Wei was almost at the Middle Stage of Virtual Energy, Sun Ji’an was shocked, but fortunately, he wasn’t enemies with Yang Wei, so he didn’t have to worry about Yang Wei making a move against him.

In Sun Ji’an’s heart, he has always been wary of Li Changlin. The impact of that young man was simply too strong for him, who inexplicably crippled Uncle Cai’s cultivation in just a few breaths.

At that time, he clearly saw Uncle Cai hit Li Changlin in the chest, but why was it Uncle Cai who ended up injured? Even now, Sun Ji’an didn’t understand what really happened.

Because of this, he even specially consulted his great-grandfather. However, Sun Qing also found it strange because even with his cultivation, it was conceivable to use the rebound force to injure Uncle Cai, but to directly shatter Uncle Cai’s Dantian was absolutely impossible.

"Li Changlin is no simple character; I cannot discern his cultivation. However, since that young man is Li Changlin’s disciple, I can deduce Li Changlin’s realm from his disciple’s cultivation," Sun Qing was cautious not to jump to conclusions. After all, it was a matter related to his own safety and his fortune. Sun Ji’an and Li Changlin’s grudge was clearly established, and if things can’t be handled properly, then the only outcome for both parties would be war.

By that point, a minor judgment error could potentially cost both his own life and the life of the young master. This was not a result Sun Qing wished to see.

Sun Qing’s conversation with Sun Ji’an naturally couldn’t affect the outcome of the battle.

Seeing Yang Wei make his move, Zhou Wendong’s mouth curled slightly into a barely visible, disdainful cold smile.

Although Yang Wei’s Tiger-Subduing Fist had reached the Realm of Perfection, Zhou Wendong saw many flaws in it. He had at least dozens of ways to counter it.

In the end, Zhou Wendong chose the simplest method.

Whoosh!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhou Wendong didn’t make any move to dodge; instead, he directly raised his fist and struck out.

"What!"

"What is this guy trying to do!"

"No way, does he intend to contest strength with Old Yang?"

Zhou Wendong’s choice surprised many, even Sun Qing was taken aback.

Most people would instinctively dodge when facing an attack, and Sun Qing thought the same. He didn’t believe Zhou Wendong could contend with Yang Wei; at this moment, the best choice was to immediately retreat and avoid the brunt of Yang Wei’s assault.

However, Zhou Wendong didn’t do so. He swung his fist to meet Yang Wei’s directly, opting for a head-on clash, exhibiting a do-or-die stance.

Not just anyone, even Yang Wei himself was startled by Zhou Wendong’s choice.

But soon enough, a cold sneer appeared in Yang Wei’s heart.

What arrogance from the youth, fancying a trial of strength with him.

One should know that he was now at the top of the Early Stage of Virtual Energy. His strength was a massive twelve thousand catties. Zhou Wendong wanting to match him in strength was practically courting death!

Boom!

Their fists collided heavily, causing chaotic energy and winds to surge around them.

At that moment, Yang Wei activated his Dark Energy, prepared to fiercely pound it into Zhou Wendong’s body. Unexpectedly, his brow furrowed as Zhou Wendong let out a great shout, launching a strong counterattack.

Instantaneously, two powerful forces surged into Yang Wei’s body from their arms. Zhou Wendong’s energy was stronger; Yang Wei had no time for much thought as this immense force, like a meteorite from beyond the skies, struck him, sending him flying backward.

As everyone watched this scene, nearly everyone was stunned. There Yang Wei was, sent flying two meters away by Zhou Wendong. Upon landing, his form was unsteady, and he kept retreating uncontrollably.

With each step back, the tiles on the floor would shatter loudly, kicking up countless dust particles. In a moment, the hall was filled with dust flying everywhere, a scene comparable to a special effects spectacle, and even then, it’s unlikely that special effects could achieve such a level of intensity.