The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 173 - 137: Consecutive Capture of Two Halls

Chapter 173: Chapter 137: Consecutive Capture of Two Halls

Li Yi’s words completely ignited the fury of everyone at the Han Family Martial Arts Hall, at this moment everyone wanted nothing more than to charge forward and tear him to shreds, to make him understand the consequences of talking nonsense here. However, they were wary of his Qi Cultivation prowess and thus hesitated to act rashly.

Once a Qi Cultivation Expert erupted, their power could easily kill any Blood Refining warrior, even if a dozen or so of those at the peak of Blood Refining were to gang up, it was estimated that they would be wiped out within ten breaths.

But Han Tianbao was also a Qi Cultivation Expert, and this was their confidence.

Han Tianbao clearly understood that at this moment, the rise and fall of the Han Family Martial Arts Hall rested squarely on his shoulders. Although the other party’s words were arrogant and wild, the final outcome could only be known after a fight. If he won, what Li Yi had just said would be nothing but hot air.

But if he lost... he wouldn’t need to be angry, for by then he probably would already be dead.

"Li Yi, is it? Very good, I’ve seen plenty of young people like you, wildly arrogant with a bit of strength, finally bringing disaster upon themselves and losing their lives for no good reason. Don’t think that just because you have Qi Cultivation strength, you can look down on everyone. You must know, even within the same realm there are differences in strength, just as with people. Some, though human, may live in luxury, while others starve. In my eyes, you are still but a beggar who hasn’t had a decent meal in days, far below me."

Han Tianbao snorted coldly, demeaning Li Yi to no more than a beggar while elevating himself as someone of a higher standing.

"Greetings have been exchanged, and the family name given, so save these useless words. If you, this eunuch without balls, are too scared to make a move, then kneel down and lick my shoes clean. If I’m in a good mood, maybe I’ll spare your life, lest you be punched to death by me and lose your life in confusion. After all, it’s a pity to die at your age, and the people of Sanyang City, knowing that you are willing to kneel and lick the shoes of I, Li Yi, won’t lose face," Li Yi pointed to the ground, signaling him to kneel.

"Seeking death."

At that moment, Han Tianbao could no longer contain himself. He, the esteemed leader of the Han Family Martial Arts Hall and a dignified Qi Cultivation Expert, had never before been so blatantly humiliated. If he didn’t take action at this moment, his disciples would truly believe he was afraid of Li Yi and dared not to make a move.

And with a weakened aura, even if he were to fight later, he would be at a disadvantage.

So, with an explosive shout, Han Tianbao surged with Qi-Blood, instantly whipping up a gust of wind. Accompanied by the howling wind and swirling dust, he formed a faint red Protective Gang Qi around his body. This Gang Qi was fierce and powerful, able to slay any common Martial Artist who came close, and with it unbroken, he was like someone clad in heavy armor, invincible.

With the Protective Gang Qi, Han Tianbao powered forward from his feet, charging at Li Yi like a furious Blood Lion, claws bared, and with a raised hand, a heavy palm descended, wrapped in Gang Qi. Before it even struck, the air around it burst with explosive sounds.

Clearly, his sudden outburst was meant to kill, without the slightest holding back.

"The master has made his move."

Seeing this, the other disciples’ faces changed drastically, and they quickly retreated to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

"Good come."

Li Yi bellowed, his muscles and skin taut. Then, calling upon the Divine Power in his body, he threw a punch before the other’s palm could find its mark, unleashing a killing move in an instant.

Thunder God’s Hammer!

His horrifying Fist Power exploded, shattering the air and rolling up a wave of white foam, a strike so breathtaking that it seemed beyond human capability to resist.

Hum hum!

The sound of an exploding thunderbolt rippled out, dizzying those who heard it, and in the moment of Fist Power’s detonation, two forces violently collided.

"Boom!"

Fist Power met Hand Gang, and full-force blows from two Qi Cultivation level experts caused shockwaves that made onlookers’ hearts race. Fortunately, the vicinity was empty, or else everything would have been torn to shreds by the Gang Qi.

After a brief collision, one towering figure withdrew first.

Han Tianbao’s expression changed drastically as he retreated a full seven steps, finally stomping down hard on the ground, shattering the thick floor tiles beneath his feet before he could stabilize his form. The terrifying Fist Power had left a clear Fist Mark on his palm and his entire arm had been shaken to near numbness; the shockwave had echoed through his muscles and bones, causing a stabbing pain.

"This guy is really strange. He hasn’t even condensed Fist Gang, but his Fist Power can erupt from within his body, the strength is shockingly great, even my Protective Gang Qi could easily be pierced."

"And how could his muscles and bones support such a terrifying burst of Jin Qi? Could it be that he really possesses the Dragon Veins and Tiger Bones?"

With just one exchange, he felt the terror in Li Yi.

"You should not be of Qi Cultivation level, I can’t feel the burst of Qi-Blood from you. Who exactly are you? Although you’re using Shaking Mountain Fist from Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall, what lies beneath is not Zhao Ge’s style. There’s something big and strange about you."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Han Tianbao’s expression remained composed, yet he was secretly breaking out in a cold sweat. At the same time, he circulated his Qi-Blood, trying to quickly recover the sensation in his numb arm.

"In a fight to the death, I have no time to chat with you. Come at me again."

Li Yi shouted once more, his Jin Qi erupting beneath his feet as his towering figure leaped into the air, his shining eyes fixed on his opponent as he threw another punch.

"Think I’m afraid of you?"

Han Tianbao roared, aware that the other, relying on his youth and strength, was trying to wear him down, but he had no choice but to meet him with his palm.

His rough and heavy hand, perfected with Gang Qi, erupted with Qi-Blood, powerful enough to split mountains and rocks.

"Boom!"

Again, the two exchanged killing moves, and as the Jin Qi vibrated the surrounding Gang Qi sprayed out.

After the clash, Han Tianbao stepped back several times, and his other arm was numb and weak, every muscle and bone in his body searing with pain.

Such punches were too difficult to receive; if things continued like this, he truly would be beaten to death alive by this guy.

However, after delivering a punch, Li Yi pressed the advantage, closing in immediately with the posture of Zhao Ge in his youth. His fists swung as if to shake the very mountains, the ground itself trembling. Before even receiving the strikes, one could feel the terrifying divine power behind them.

"Damn it."

Han Tianbao roared with fury, channeling all the Qi-Blood in his body, and struck out with both palms, unleashing his Gang Qi, determined to block this attack.

Another collision, Gang Qi and Fist Power erupted once more, this time more ferociously. The air was torn asunder in that moment, and the onlookers felt a stifling pressure on their chests, as if a giant hand were physically grasping them, making it impossible to breathe.

Han Tianbao grunted, his burly body stumbling backward again. He retreated, taking more than a dozen steps before finally stopping in the middle of the hall.

The sleeves on his arms were completely shredded by the vibration, his skin cracked, and blood spurted from the fissures, turning purple-red in an instant, a particularly ghastly sight.

This scene caused Han Jin, the sitting master of the hall, and the other Blood Refining Warriors’ faces to immediately change.

Master Han Tianbao clashed with the opponent three times, each time at a disadvantage, and with each attack, his decline grew more pronounced. Now even the blood vessels in his arms were shattered by the terrifying Fist Power. It wasn’t just a matter of falling behind; he was about to lose. If nothing unexpected happened, in just three to five punches, he would be beaten to death.

"Heart-shattering Palm, Han Tianbao? Not a bad nickname, but your strength is even worse than that wizened Jin Zhihuan with his Wind Listening Blade. At least he lasted a few dozen breaths against me before I smashed his skull, and you, despite your size, have fallen into defeat after just three moves, too disappointing," Li Yi mocked as he approached.

"Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Use up your last Heart Blood to forcibly return your strength to its peak. Perhaps then you’ll have a sliver of opportunity," Li Yi said with a cold laugh and then stopped in his steps, waiting for Han Tianbao to burst forth with all his might.

Because even as a sparring partner, this Qi Cultivation Expert was a bit too weak for his interest.

Han Tianbao, with a shifting complexion, looked ahead at Li Yi, who stood like a mountain, and knew very well that even if he utilized his Heart Blood, he was no match for him. This man’s divine power was exceedingly fierce, and his muscle and bone strength was beyond belief. Having killed Jin Zhihuan and now facing him, his breathing wasn’t even slightly disordered.

Such a man, even if another Qi Cultivation Expert were added to the fray, likely wouldn’t be enough to defeat him.

For a moment, the thought of retreat took root in his mind; the courage he had earlier completely evaporated under the barrage of Li Yi’s three attacks.

"Not taking the chance I’m giving you? If that’s the case, I’ll send you on your way," Li Yi noted the lack of response and instantly closed the distance again, launching a killing blow from his martial arts repertoire.

Fear flashed in Han Tianbao’s eyes as he roared and struck out once more.

This time, with his courage gone, even connecting moves became a struggle. Accompanied by the clear sound of snapping bones, his entire arm could no longer endure and broke completely, and he was heavily smashed into the ground by that punch.

"Ah!"

A scream of agony followed as Han Tianbao spewed out blood, his face turning instantly pale.

"Master." Seeing him defeated, the Blood Martial Artists outside the hall cried out, terror and unease apparent in their eyes as well.

At that moment, Han Tianbao had no time to consider the feelings of his disciples; he knew he had lost, lost completely, utterly no match for Li Yi.

"Wait, wait a moment," he hastily raised his hand as a sign when he saw Li Yi’s fist raised again.

"Take Han Family’s Martial Arts Hall, just spare my life," Han Tianbao actually began to plead.

This scene left even Li Yi momentarily stunned.

He had thought all Qi Cultivation Experts were valiant heroes who would fight to the death without retreat. But he hadn’t expected this burly bearded man to be nothing more than a paper tiger, begging for mercy after only a few punches, truly without a shred of dignity.

"Right, I also have several beautiful concubines, more than a dozen treasures, and thousands of gold and silver pieces, all for you," Han Tianbao saw Li Yi pause and thought his pleas had been effective, so he quickly increased the stakes, hoping just to survive the day.

As for these external possessions, if lost, so be it. With his strength, he could live well even if he left Xingzhou—it was frankly unbearable to just die here.

"Foolish, if I kill you, these things will be mine anyway."

Li Yi declared, then raised his fist again: "Besides, it’s easy to spare you, but who will pay for the lives of so many at Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall?"

Fist Power blasted through the air, divine power astonishing.

Han Tianbao, now devoid of courage, let out a roar of despair. His towering frame tried to unleash even greater strength, but under the grip of fear, his Qi-Blood became somewhat uncontrollable. His usually prized palm technique now seemed like a joke, effortlessly shattered on contact, utterly unable to withstand this ferocious punch.

Accompanied by a violent trembling of the ground.

Blood splattered.

Han Tianbao’s blood-muddled hand eventually fell limply on the cold ground, motionless.

This Qi Cultivation Expert of the Han Family Martial Arts Hall had been brutally killed by Li Yi, without a hint of suspense.

And with his death, Li Yi’s conquest of the hall was once again a success.