“Shangguan Min? You actually came to Su Yi?" Luo Ting was stunned, then recognized her.

There weren't many martial artists in the Federation, no more than thirty in total. Female martial artists were even fewer, only five, and Shangguan Min was one of them.

Most importantly, she came from Fei Yun Temple and was actually his senior sister.

Although they had this relationship, Shangguan Min had long since left Fei Yun Temple and had nothing to do with them anymore.

That was why Luo Ting was so impolite.

"Is that old geezer of a master still alive?" Shangguan Min said coldly, looking at Luo Ting.

"Thanks to you, he's doing very well," Luo Ting said coldly.

Shangguan Min didn't bother to look at him anymore. Luo Ting was weaker than Wang Chudong, and even Wang Chudong was just a loser in front of her, approaching the level of a martial artist.

"The Lie Hu Men (Fierce Tiger Sect) has already begun to contact the Tai Su Qing Group. If nothing goes wrong, what we have to deal with is not just the Lie Hu Men, but a more troublesome alliance of forces."

Wang Chudong's expression also became serious.

"Is this news definitely true?" he asked.

"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have run back so far just to deliver this message," Shangguan Min said.

After speaking, she looked at Luo Ting.

"Actually, I suggested to you a long time ago that you can abstain when your strength is insufficient. Instead of coming here to ruin the reputation of Fei Yun Temple, it's better to avoid fighting and at least preserve your reputation as the strongest in Biqiu City."

"The strongest in Biqiu City?" Luo Ting laughed. "I never said I had that title." He raised his hand and pointed to Kui, who was not far away, listening intently to the news.

"That guy and his partner are now the strongest in Biqiu City."

"???" Kui blinked, a little dumbfounded when he saw Wang Chudong and Shangguan Min looking at him.

"Oh?" Shangguan Min was slightly surprised and looked at Kui. "Are you… Luan Feng (Chaotic Wind) Zhou Yikui?"

Kui's expression immediately became silent.

"I haven't used that name for a long time, but… you just said that the Lie Hu Men changed its sect leader? Is that true??" He had just vaguely heard a bit of the content.

"Spar with me, and I'll tell you." Shangguan Min took a step forward, and without another word, her figure suddenly rushed forward.

A palm.

*Boom!*

A dark red palm collided with Kui's right fist in mid-air, exploding into a small circle of air waves.

This was Fei Yun Temple's Chi Xia Zhang (Red Cloud Palm)!

But used by Shangguan Min, it was vastly different from Luo Ting's.

Moreover, compared to Kui's speed of thirty meters per second, Shangguan Min's speed… was even faster!

*Pfft!*

Kui was instantly sent flying, staggering back more than ten steps, a trace of blood inevitably spilling from his mouth.

"You!?" A trace of anger appeared on his face. He didn't know where he had offended her.

"Luo Ting is my junior brother. Only I can hit him, not you. No one can!" Shangguan Min walked towards Kui step by step.

*Whoosh!*

She suddenly disappeared from the spot, her figure like lightning, arriving at Kui's side in the blink of an eye. Dark red palms were like phantoms, covering every part of Kui's body.

Kui's speed and strength were completely suppressed. After blocking a few times, he couldn't hold on any longer and used a defensive posture to protect his head and face.

But the other party's power made him vomit blood with every palm strike. Even though his strength had improved a lot under Li ChengYi's guidance, he still couldn't resist that huge force.

"Wait…" Kui wanted to explain that it wasn't him who injured Luo Ting.

But at this time, he couldn't say a word at all. He was completely suppressed by the opponent's powerful pressure and didn't dare to be distracted.

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Not far away.

Li ChengYi watched the two warriors from the Shenxi Temple engaged in rapid combat with great interest. As he expected, their strength was indeed powerful, at least three to five times stronger than Luo Ting.

They were simply comparable to low-level modified humans from the Earth-Moon era.

Moreover, these two were obviously contestants who were also going to participate in the competition.

Thinking of this, a thought quietly rose in Li ChengYi's mind.

*Bang!*

Suddenly, the two warriors from the Shenxi Temple faced each other, their palms colliding, the wind from their palms exploding, causing the clothes of the surrounding spectators to flutter.

It could be seen that both of them had used their full strength and were fighting fiercely.

The stone slabs under their feet were also stamped with deep footprints.

Just as the two were wrestling and facing off.

Suddenly, a gray shadow rushed out, a palm suddenly bringing a whistling sound, hitting the back of the red martial arts uniform's Xue Yan (Blood Eye) Han ChiHu fiercely.

Not only that, but a gray steel whip behind the shadow suddenly cracked through the air, hitting the opposite Rong Ting, the Lu Shen Dao (Slaying God Path) in white clothes, hard.

*Pfft pfft!!*

The two of them turned dark at the same time and grunted as they retreated.

With Li ChengYi's current power of destruction, like the strongest individual among the gray bears, he slammed into the two of them with all his strength.

And it was still on their undefended backs.

More than two tons of force slammed on their backs one after the other, instantly causing the two of them to turn pale, the stone slabs under them cracking and splashing, and a trace of sweetness湧涌湧湧湧湧涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌涌泉路本双出老อย่าง一之[226]
“Shangguan Min? You actually came to Su Yi?" Luo Ting was taken aback, then he recognized her.

There weren't many martial artists in the Federation – fewer than thirty in total. And female martial artists were in the minority, only five, of which Shangguan Min was one.

Most importantly, she was from Fei Yun Si (Flying Cloud Temple); in fact, she was his senior sister.

Although they had this connection, Shangguan Min had long since left Fei Yun Si, and they had nothing to do with each other anymore.

That was why Luo Ting spoke so impolitely.

“Is that old codger of a master still alive?” Shangguan Min said coldly, looking at Luo Ting.

“Thanks to you, he’s doing very well,” Luo Ting said frigidly.

Shangguan Min didn't bother to look at him any further. Luo Ting was weaker than Wang Chudong, and even Wang Chudong was just a loser in front of her, barely reaching the level of a martial artist.

“Lie Hu Men (Fierce Tiger Sect) has already begun contacting the Tai Su Qing Group. If nothing unexpected happens, what we'll have to deal with isn't just Lie Hu Men, but a more troublesome alliance of forces.”

Wang Chudong’s expression also became serious.

“Is this news definitely confirmed?” he asked.

“Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have run back from so far, just to deliver this news,” Shangguan Min said.

After speaking, she looked at Luo Ting.

“Actually, I already suggested to you a long time ago, that you can give up when your strength isn’t enough. Instead of coming here to ruin the reputation of Fei Yun Si, you’re better off avoiding battle, at least preserving your reputation as the strongest in Biqiu City.”

“The strongest in Biqiu City?” Luo Ting laughed. “I never said I had that title.” He raised his hand and pointed to Kui, who was not far away, listening seriously to the news.

“That guy and his partner are now the strongest in Biqiu City.”

“???” Kui blinked, a little baffled when he saw Wang Chudong and Shangguan Min’s gazes fixed on him.

“Oh?” Shangguan Min was slightly surprised and looked at Kui. “You are… Luan Feng (Chaotic Wind) Zhou Yikui?”

Kui’s expression immediately turned somber.

“I haven’t used that name in a long time, but… you just said, the Lie Hu Men changed sect leaders? Is that true??” He’d only vaguely heard a little.

“Have a little spar, and I’ll tell you.” Shangguan Min took a step forward, and without another word, her figure suddenly rushed forward.

A palm.

*Bang!!*

A dark red palm and Kui’s right fist collided in midair, blasting out a small circle of airwaves.

This was Fei Yun Si’s Chi Xia Zhang (Red Cloud Palm)!

But used by Shangguan Min, it was vastly different compared to when Luo Ting used it.

Moreover, compared to Kui’s fist speed of thirty meters per second, Shangguan Min’s fist speed… was even faster!

*Pfft!*

Kui was instantly sent flying, staggering back more than ten steps, a trace of blood inevitably spilling from his mouth.

“You!?” A trace of anger appeared on his face. He didn’t know where he’d offended her.

“Luo Ting is my junior brother. Only I can hit him, not you. No one can!” Shangguan Min walked towards Kui step by step.

*Whoosh!*

She suddenly disappeared from the spot, her figure like lightning, arriving at Kui’s side in the blink of an eye. Dark red palms were like phantoms, covering every part of Kui’s body.

Kui’s speed and strength were completely suppressed. After blocking a few times, he really couldn’t hold on any longer and used a defensive posture to protect his head and face.

But the power of the opponent made him vomit blood with every palm strike. That huge force, even though his strength had improved a lot under Li ChengYi's guidance, he still couldn't resist.

“Wait…” Kui wanted to explain that it wasn’t him who’d injured Luo Ting.

But at this time, he couldn’t say a word at all. He was completely suppressed by the opponent's powerful pressure, and didn’t dare to be distracted even a little.

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Not far away.

Li ChengYi watched the two from the Shenxi Temple (Divine Breath Temple) rapidly exchanging blows with great interest. As he expected, these two’s strength was indeed formidable, at least three to five times stronger than Luo Ting.

They were simply comparable to low-level modified humans from the Earth-Moon era.

Moreover, these two were clearly contestants who were also going to participate in the competition.

Thinking of this, a thought quietly rose in Li ChengYi’s mind.

*Bang!*

Suddenly, the two from the Shenxi Temple slammed their palms together, and the resulting blast of wind caused the nearby spectators’ clothes to flutter.

It was clear that both of them had used their full strength and were fighting fiercely.

The stone slabs under their feet had also been stamped with deep footprints.

Just as the two were locked in a test of strength.

Suddenly, a gray shadow rushed out, and a palm suddenly brought with it a whistling sound, slamming fiercely into the back of the Xue Yan (Blood Eyes) Han ChiHu (Red Tiger) wearing the red martial arts uniform.

Not only that, but behind the shadow, a gray steel whip suddenly cracked through the air, smashing heavily into Rong Ting of the Lu Shen Dao (Slaying Gods Path) in white clothes.

*Pfft pfft!!*

The two of them turned ashen at the same time, groaning as they staggered backward.

With Li ChengYi's current destructive power, like the strongest individual gray bear, he slammed into the two of them with all his strength.

And it was still on their undefended backs.

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