"Kid, you seem quite arrogant."
As Wo Long felt a chilling aura coming from behind him, a man's voice rang out.
Wo Long turned around and saw a man about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a leather vest and iron gauntlets, standing there.
The man had fiery red hair and blood-red eyes. Upon closer inspection, even Wo Long was startled.
"King of Fists Kyle?"
After a moment's thought, Wo Long recognized the man. He was the fiercely popular King of Fists in recent years, whose iron fists could easily kill an elephant, earning him the moniker "Human Beast."
Wo Long never expected Qi Tuojiang to have such a subordinate, and he couldn't help but look up to Qi Tuojiang. It seemed that among the younger generation of Longdu's five great families, Qi Tuojiang was second only to Qin Cangjing.
"You know me?"
Hearing Wo Long's words, Kyle grinned ferociously and said, "You are the first genius I've ever seen at your young age to have cultivated to the Earth Realm. But you shouldn't have offended Young Master Qi. Offend him, and your path as a genius ends here."
With that, Kyle's eyes turned cold, and he rapidly closed the distance to Wo Long, throwing a punch directly at him.
Fast, too fast. Wo Long's martial arts pursued speed, but this was the first time he had seen someone move as quickly as Kyle. His pupils dilated.
However, Wo Long was not an ordinary person. After a brief moment of shock, Wo Long dodged with incredible speed, evading the terrifying punch. As he evaded, he quickly threw a punch at Kyle.
"Kid, throwing a punch in front of me is like showing off your saber to Guan Gong – seeking your own humiliation."
Kyle's title of King of Fists wasn't self-proclaimed. It was earned through hundreds of fights and hundreds of deaths in the arena.
Besides being ferocious, Kyle's fists carried the aura of death. As he swung, his fist met Wo Long's with a heavy collision, instantly sending Wo Long staggering back seven or eight steps. His wrist trembled uncontrollably, clearly in great pain.
"Not bad, worthy of the King of Fists. Your fist energy is indeed ferocious, but you can't kill me."
Wo Long shook his hand and smiled at Kyle, saying, "Since descending the mountain, I haven't encountered a single worthy opponent. Today, I'll make you my first one."
As he spoke, Wo Long grabbed the collar of his left sleeve and instantly tore his clothes to shreds, revealing a terrifyingly muscular upper body.
Wo Long's muscles were not only explosively powerful, but they were also covered in wild beast claw marks and the puncture wounds from fangs. Seeing Wo Long's upper body, all the guests present were shocked, unable to believe that someone could survive so many injuries.
Seeing Wo Long's terrifying physique, Kyle was also visibly stunned. However, this only heightened his hunting instinct. He channeled his true qi, bulging his muscles, and instantly tore his own shirt to pieces.
Kyle's upper body was not as gruesomely terrifying as Wo Long's, but his explosive muscles told everyone that his claim of killing an elephant with one punch was no rumor.
"Two muscle freaks. This fight is getting interesting."
Shen Lang smiled as he watched Wo Long and Kyle glare at each other.
"Kid, you should be focusing on your predicament right now. Other matters are not for you to consider."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Master Shan Yuan let out a cold laugh and said, "Today is not your wedding, but your funeral. You are going to die."
"Oh really?"
Shen Lang heard this and smiled, "Master, do you really think you can kill me?"
"Can't I?"
Master Shan Yuan's face contorted, and he said, "Kid, your greatest reliance is only Song Shaodao. But now he's poisoned. If he makes a move, the poison will attack his heart, and he'll die on the spot. And your junior brother is being held back by Kyle. Who can save you now?"
"Haha, kid, you don't really think Shen Tianjun will save you, do you? Don't be naive. You're Song Qingyi's godson, not her biological son. Shen Tianjun doesn't care about your life or death, and he certainly won't lift a finger to save you."
Master Shan Yuan looked at Shen Lang and sneered, "Now, kneel before me and kowtow three times. I can give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will tear you to pieces today."
"How dare you?"
Just as Master Shan Yuan finished speaking, Song Qingyi, who had been silent, exclaimed, "Shan Yuan, I respect you as a senior master, but if you dare to lay a hand on my son at this wedding ceremony today, I guarantee you'll end up dead here."
Song Qingyi had always disliked conflict, especially after her son went missing. In recent years, all her energy had been devoted to finding him. Thus, many people had forgotten what kind of person Song Qingyi was.
In those days, Song Qingyi not only had an invincible husband but also an elder brother known as the Mad King of Slaughter. More importantly, with her gentleness and wisdom, she had gathered a group of followers who only obeyed her. At her command, they would even kill themselves without hesitation.
She swore that if Shan Yuan dared to make a move on Shen Lang today, she would ensure Shan Yuan's death.
"Mom, this is between her and me. We'll settle it ourselves. You don't need to interfere, and you don't need to worry about me."
Facing Song Qingyi's protective stance, Shen Lang felt warmth and deep emotion. He said to Song Qingyi, "Please sit back down and watch your son slay a Heaven Realm expert to bring you glory."
"Slay a Heaven Realm expert?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Shan Yuan burst into laughter. "Your junior brother also boasted that he would slay a Heaven Realm expert, but he couldn't. Are you, as his senior brother, also going to make such a bold claim? Can you do it?"
"My junior brother couldn't because you've cultivated the Pure Yang Infinite Skill, which allowed you to withstand his Moon Shadow Flying Dagger and Heartbreak Arrow. Without the Pure Yang Infinite Skill protecting your body like a golden vajra, you would have died long ago."
"However..."
Shen Lang chuckled as he reached this point. "I've had a bit of a problem with my body recently. I seem to have acquired a destructive power. Today, I'll use you to test it out."
As he said this, Shen Lang removed his left glove, revealing five snow-white fingers.
After returning from Taohua Village, Shen Lang had worn a glove on his left hand because he found that his left hand seemed to have a will of its own, wanting to attack uncontrollably if the glove wasn't worn.
Recalling the terrifying scene of easily destroying three drones, Shen Lang wanted to try it out on Shan Yuan, to see if that destructive power could annihilate a Heaven Realm expert.
"Master, I'm ready. Are you?"
Shen Lang raised his left hand, aiming his five fingers at Shan Yuan, and smiled, "Are you ready to meet your death?"