In fact, Xiao Yunlong had already seen that Hua Xiaorong, the leader of the Jiangdong Martial Alliance, was a quasi-Martial King with one foot already in the Three Flowers Gathering Realm.
It seemed that during his recent seclusion, he had been attempting to break through to the Martial King realm. Although he had only taken half a step into it, the most crucial step had been taken, and it was only a matter of time before he truly broke through.
This was likely Hua Xiaorong's confidence. As a quasi-Martial King who surpassed Grandmasters of Hua Jin, he was almost at the peak of existence in the secular world.
Moreover, before Xiao Yunlong encountered the ambush in the capital, his martial cultivation was also at the half-step Martial King realm!
Perhaps having obtained intelligence from the Kunlun Hidden Sect, Hua Xiaorong dared to challenge him so openly, believing he knew Xiao Yunlong's martial cultivation level.
However, Hua Xiaorong did not know that people sometimes change, especially after experiencing great upheavals, their changes are often even more significant!
Some people, after encountering great disasters, fall into despair and are never to rise again, while others break through their limitations and undergo astonishing transformations. Clearly, Xiao Yunlong was the latter.
A half-step Three Flowers Gathering quasi-Martial King realm, in the eyes of the current Xiao Yunlong, was merely a slightly stronger ant!
Watching Hua Xiaorong charge forward with imposing momentum, Xiao Yunlong remained standing with his hands behind his back, a hint of amusement playing on his lips.
In the blink of an eye, Hua Xiaorong's palm strike covered the area like a vast net.
Just then, Xiao Yunlong's figure flickered, employing the Bagua Youlong body technique of the Wudang Sect, and darted through the overwhelming palm strikes like a swimming dragon.
Hua Xiaorong missed his target but was not surprised. After all, he knew Xiao Yunlong's true identity. It would be strange if the latter couldn't even evade his first move!
Without hesitation, Hua Xiaorong performed a swift somersault in mid-air, twisting his body and lunging at Xiao Yunlong again.
It was evident that Hua Xiaorong, the leader of the Jiangdong Martial Alliance, primarily practiced martial arts similar to "Pai Feng Zhang" or "Pai Yun Zhang." Each palm strike stirred up wind and clouds, creating a formidable momentum.
Of course, from this set of palm techniques alone, Xiao Yunlong couldn't discern the opponent's origin. After all, many of the great hidden sects of Kunlun possessed similar palm techniques.
Xiao Yunlong still did not retaliate, as he needed to discern the opponent's origin from his martial arts. Thus, he flickered and evaded again.
Hua Xiaorong's powerful palm strikes missed again. Gritting his teeth, he unleashed a barrage of palm strikes, wave after wave of dense palm energy surging forward like an impenetrable tide.
For a moment, Hua Xiaorong's aura surged as he attacked ferociously, while Xiao Yunlong continuously weaved and dodged.
Because Hua Xiaorong's aura was so immense and awe-inspiring, and Xiao Yunlong was constantly enveloped by the opponent's powerful aura, this scene made it appear as if Xiao Yunlong was being completely suppressed by those who didn't understand.
"Hua Xiaorong truly lives up to his title as the leader of our Jiangdong Martial Alliance. He's too strong, his palm strikes are so powerful, ordinary people can hardly resist them!"
"Exactly. Although that young man surnamed Xiao is good, he's still no match for our Jiangdong Martial Alliance leader. If this continues, it's only a matter of time before this Xiao fellow is defeated!"
The many spectators below, including those watching on television and mobile phones, began to discuss.
Of course, as the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders observe the skill. Only those who had reached the Grandmaster of Hua Jin level, such as Jun Bufan and Tang Bowen, could truly discern the combat situation on the stage.
Although it appeared on the surface that Xiao Yunlong was being suppressed, Hua Xiaorong had made so many moves without being able to harm Xiao Yunlong in the slightest. In fact, not only could he not harm him, but he couldn't even touch Xiao Yunlong's clothes.
Furthermore, throughout the entire process, Xiao Yunlong kept his hands behind his back, appearing leisurely and unhurried. This clearly indicated that he had not exerted his full strength!
Hua Xiaorong, of course, knew the situation better than anyone. He gritted his teeth and growled, "Xiao, are you only capable of continuous evasion and dare not confront me head-on? I finally understand why you were able to escape from the hands of so many powerful individuals that day. It turns out your evasion and escape skills are top-notch!"
It was clear that Hua Xiaorong was trying to provoke Xiao Yunlong.
However, who was Xiao Yunlong? He was the dignified Zhenbei King of the Dragon Kingdom, and the battlefields he had experienced in his military career were far beyond what this Martial Alliance leader could compare to.
Xiao Yunlong merely smiled faintly and said, "With your meager skills, you think you can defeat me? That's sheer delusion! I know you have more powerful martial arts, so hurry up and show them!"
Hua Xiaorong was already committed. After all, not only were so many people watching from below, but the event was also being broadcast live. If he failed to defeat and capture the opponent today, his reputation as the leader of the Jiangdong Martial Alliance would be ruined, and he might even lose his life.
With a grim expression, Hua Xiaorong gritted his teeth and declared, "Since that's the case, I will let you witness my true ultimate skill!"
As he spoke, Hua Xiaorong suddenly leaped into the air and began to spin wildly as he ascended.
Due to the extreme speed of his rotation, a terrifying tornado instantly formed on the stage!
The crowd below was greatly alarmed by this sight. Those closer to the stage retreated, as the commotion Hua Xiaorong created was too immense.
"Storm God Palm!" a cold shout suddenly echoed from mid-air!
Hua Xiaorong, positioned within the eye of the mini-tornado, descended headfirst with furious momentum, his palm striking towards Xiao Yunlong.
At this moment, Xiao Yunlong smiled, a hint of mockery in his upturned lips. He snorted, "Storm God Palm, so it's from the Wind God Sect. I thought you could keep it hidden and not reveal it!"
"So what if you know my origin? Die!"
In an instant, Hua Xiaorong's palms descended, already very close to Xiao Yunlong's head!
Many in the crowd below couldn't help but cry out in alarm. The timid even closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the ensuing scene.
Because everyone knew that once Hua Xiaorong's palm strike landed, let alone flesh and bone, even a mountain of rock would be shattered!
Just as everyone expected Xiao Yunlong to evade again, he suddenly raised his hand like lightning, meeting Hua Xiaorong's palm head-on and unleashing his own palm strike.
"What? This Xiao fellow actually wants to confront Alliance Leader Hua's divine palm head-on? Isn't this like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, seeking his own death?"
"This kid is too ignorant and too arrogant. He's bound to die this time..."
However, at this moment, their palms met with a resounding thud, and an aftershock spread outwards from the point of impact!
Immediately after, a cracking sound was heard, and the two bluestone tiles beneath Xiao Yunlong's feet broke. His feet even sank into the ground.
The crowd erupted in exclamations, and even the many viewers in front of their televisions and mobile screens widened their mouths in shock.
On the stage, the two stood with their palms locked, and the scene suddenly froze for a brief moment!
However, just as the vast majority believed that Xiao Yunlong would surely be unable to withstand Hua Xiaorong's fierce and powerful palm strike, and might even have his arm broken, his internal organs severely damaged, and his meridians severely injured, Xiao Yunlong suddenly moved!
He grabbed Hua Xiaorong's wrist, then swung him down and slammed him heavily onto the ground!
With a resounding crash, Hua Xiaorong's tall and slender body collided violently with the stage floor.
Without any surprise, Hua Xiaorong spat out a mouthful of blood. He was now like a dead dog lying on the ground, gasping for breath, but exhaling more than inhaling.
Everyone could see that Hua Xiaorong was severely injured and had only half a life left!
Silence!
The vast martial arts plaza fell into a deathly quiet. Not only were the people in the plaza utterly shocked, but even the many martial arts enthusiasts in Jiangdong watching on television and mobile screens were so stunned they couldn't speak.
"Defeated? Our Alliance Leader was defeated?"
"Is what just happened real? Did I see correctly? Our Alliance Leader was so strong, yet he was defeated?"
"He is indeed defeated. Can't you see Alliance Leader Hua is lying there like a dead dog?"
"Not only defeated, but it seems he was defeated in a single move, and by such a young man!"
At this moment, the many disciples of the martial alliance in the plaza felt a mix of emotions.
And amidst this silence, a few abrupt claps suddenly rang out!
Below the stage, Yuan Ye and several other Fusang warriors began to applaud.
"Wonderful, truly wonderful, it was so satisfying to watch!"
Yuan Ye clapped his hands, a smile on his lips, and said, "It seems that the martial arts of your Dragon Kingdom are not entirely just for show. At least they are a little better than mere showmanship!"
Although his words were ostensibly praise, anyone who wasn't foolish could hear the deep mockery and provocation in his tone.
Moreover, as Yuan Ye spoke, his gaze was fixed on Xiao Yunlong standing on the stage, clearly directing his words at Xiao Yunlong.
The attention of the surrounding crowd was immediately drawn away. At this moment, they no longer cared about the Alliance Leader Hua Xiaorong, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
"These damned Fusang warriors are clearly here to provoke us today!"
"Exactly. Now that Alliance Leader Hua Xiaorong has been defeated and severely injured, he can no longer act. It's up to this Xiao fellow to see if he dares to step forward and respond to the provocation of the Fusang warriors!"
"I think he should dare, after all, he is also one of our Dragon Kingdom's people, and his skills are not bad!"
"That's hard to say. Some people are ruthless to their own people but soft-boned to outsiders. There have been many such scoundrels in our Dragon Kingdom's history. I hope this Xiao fellow isn't a coward, otherwise, I'll drown him with a spit."
As the crowd debated, Xiao Yunlong slowly turned around, facing the Fusang warrior Yuan Ye, and said loudly, word by word, "Listen carefully, you few. My Dragon Kingdom has always been a land of etiquette. If you have come sincerely to watch and exchange martial arts, my Dragon Kingdom will naturally welcome you!"
"If you intend to seek trouble and show off your power in my Dragon Kingdom, then you are mistaken. My Dragon Kingdom is no longer the country that was bullied at will in the last century. I give you one last chance, get out now, or face death without mercy!"
As soon as Xiao Yunlong finished speaking, thunderous cheers erupted from the martial arts plaza. Although the short-haired youth on the stage had just defeated and severely injured the leader of the Martial Alliance, the disciples of the Jiangdong Martial Alliance couldn't help but express their admiration for Xiao Yunlong.
"Well said, 'face death without mercy,' how domineering! Our Dragon Kingdom is indeed no longer the poor and weak country that was bullied at will!"
"Just now, when I saw this Xiao fellow defeat our Jiangdong Martial Alliance leader, I was quite angry, but now I find him a bit more pleasing to the eye. He really looks quite handsome!"
"What do you mean 'quite handsome'? He's always been handsome. With his one-meter-eight long legs, not to mention his excellent martial arts skills and his fierce and domineering spirit, this kind of man is simply my dream man!"
At this moment, many young female martial arts enthusiasts in Jiangdong watching on television couldn't help but cry out excitedly.
The Fusang warrior Yuan Ye let out a cold laugh, baring his teeth in a mocking grin, "Xiao, I'm not afraid to tell you, I know your identity and origin, but since we dared to come today, we have made thorough preparations!"
"So you know my identity," Xiao Yunlong said with a faint smile. "If that's the case, with just your few pieces of trash, you wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous. There must be someone behind you. Have them come out!"
Before his words had even fallen, two figures, one black and one white, suddenly flew from a distant large tree.
However, it was only a flash, and the surrounding crowd hadn't even seen what happened. Even the cameras below the stage hadn't had time to adjust their direction when, with a sudden thud, two elderly Fusang men stood firmly on the ground.
They were dressed in black and white robes respectively. One wore a black samurai uniform with a fiery sun embroidered on the back, while the other's white kimono collar was embroidered with a small silver sword. It seemed that although these two came from Fusang, they did not belong to the same faction, as evidenced by their clothing.
Xiao Yunlong's gaze sharpened upon seeing them, and he blurted out, "Black Sun samurai uniform, are you from the Fusang Witchcraft Alliance? And you, you are from the Fusang Sword Saint Palace!"
The strongman from the Fusang Warrior Alliance sneered, "I didn't expect you to know so much about our internal martial arts forces in Fusang. It seems you are indeed that person!"
Xiao Yunlong stared at the two and shouted, "Since you know my identity, you still dare to come? You have quite the audacity! Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the strong practitioners of the Dragon Kingdom and ending up like a dog that goes for a bone and never returns!"
From the situation earlier, it seemed these two old Fusang fellows had been hiding in the large tree in the distance for a long time, yet even Xiao Yunlong hadn't detected them beforehand. This was enough to show that these two Fusang old dogs were extraordinary!
At the very least, they were stronger than any martial artist Xiao Yunlong had encountered before!
The strongman from the Sword Saint Palace let out a hearty laugh, "We know your identity is extraordinary, but since we dared to come, we have naturally put our personal lives aside. However, even if we cannot leave the Dragon Kingdom alive, we will kill you before we die!"
"Kill me? Just the two of you?" Xiao Yunlong said coldly. Although he admitted that these two old guys were unusual, he was no longer afraid!