Xian Banmeng was initially worried, but at the moment when a monstrous flame rose around Su Changqing, a severe sense of danger surged through her heart.
Her horrified gaze turned to Su Changqing beside her.
If earlier, Su Changqing seemed like a harmless little beast.
Now, he was like an ancient fierce beast baring its fangs and exuding a vicious aura.
Just by standing there, she could feel an overwhelming sense of oppression.
It was a kind of... absolute suppression coming from the flesh and power!
"Four arts entering the way, a few Celestial Tier Sword Technique seals, but what he excels most in... is power?"
Turning her head to look at Su Changqing’s profile, Xian Banmeng was momentarily lost in thought.
How strong is this man, really...?
At this time, inside the Longevity Hall.
Most people showed no change in expression upon seeing the flames rising around Su Changqing.
In their view, Su Changqing, with his Spiritual Qi nearly exhausted, had little chance of winning against the siege of a dozen prodigies.
But the members of the Liu family alone suddenly changed their expressions.
They recognized the flames!
Wu Jiuling, back then, was engulfed by these very flames, used them to topple an Emperor’s Weapon, and thus escaped!
They knew very well how formidable these flames were.
Liu Tianming looked at the youth cloaked in flames and sighed, "Truly a frightening power."
"In the world, only you, Wu Jiuling, possess such inheritance."
Speaking, he looked at Wu Jiuling with a playful expression and said:
"I just wonder how much of your true inheritance he has received, and how much of the destiny fire’s power he can wield."
Wu Jiuling smiled at these words, drinking a cup of fine wine on his own,
"How much inspiration I have drawn from him."
At this statement, the faces of the Liu family members changed dramatically.
Three thousand meters away, before the road.
Because they were quite far away, Chu Ze and the others did not sense too much change in Su Changqing.
The flames that rose, in their eyes, were nothing but an unknown Secret Skill.
"Is this your trump card?"
Chu Ze spoke with a cold sneer: "Just a Secret Skill, with your Spiritual Power nearly exhausted, how strong can you be?"
"Why bother talking to him, just a spent force!"
Feng Ling gathered whirlwinds around him, his eyes full of jealousy as he looked at Su Changqing, ready to strike at any moment.
Seeing Chu Ze and the others eager to move, Su Changqing calmly and softly spoke.
Xian Banmeng gave Su Changqing a deep look, then turned and left.
Seeing Xian Banmeng so concerned about a man made the faces of many prodigies present turn grim.
"This kid is really annoying."
Ximen Qingjun looked displeased, the ancient sword sheath on his back slightly vibrating.
Suppressing the urge to attack, he muttered disdainfully.
"Forget it, he won’t live long anyway, teaming up against him feels like bullying..."
Seeing Xian Banmeng leave, killing intent burst forth in Chu Ze’s eyes,
"Let me see if your combat prowess is as strong beyond your Confucian achievements!"
With his words, Chu Ze stomped heavily on the ground, Spiritual Power surging around him, charging toward Su Changqing like lightning.
Chu Ze shouted lowly, and a vast amount of pure Spiritual Power gathered on his fist.
The magnificent power, with clearly visible turbulent air currents radiating a brilliant light, suddenly approached Su Changqing.
Chu Ze let out a sinister laugh as he sent a powerful punch with tremendous momentum.
Encased in flames, Su Changqing remained calm, as if oblivious to the formidable power in that punch.
Until that Star Shatter punch was about to strike him!
A slender, well-proportioned hand with distinct knuckles rose like lightning and precisely grasped the incoming punch.
The punch, infused with vast Spiritual Power, suddenly exploded, a clearly visible stream of air surging in all directions.
However, Su Changqing’s body didn’t budge at all, calmly staring at Chu Ze before him.
"How... how is this possible!"
Seeing Su Changqing unscathed, the smile on Chu Ze’s face froze.
But as he tried to withdraw his fist, that slender hand, like divine iron cast, remained unmoved.
A terrifying power that made one’s heart tremble continuously surged from that hand.
Chu Ze raised his head abruptly, looking at Su Changqing with a look of shock.
"Provoking time and again, I thought you were stronger than this."
"Is this the limit of your power?"
Su Changqing chuckled softly, his other hand swiftly clenching into a fist.
A blast wave erupted, the terrifying power condensing into vortexes of airflow enveloping his fist.
The flames around Su Changqing surged, the immense power within him seemed to explode, continuously channeled into his right fist.
He looked like a bowstring fully drawn, right fist pulled back to align with his body, and then punched out!
The terrifying power suddenly erupted, fierce winds rising within a hundred-zhang radius.
Facing that terrifying punch, Chu Ze’s face showed boundless fear.
Only at this moment did he realize how utterly mistaken he was.
The terrifying power of Su Changqing could only be truly felt when faced head-on.
He wanted to plead for mercy.
But in the next moment, that terrifying punch instantly slammed into his chest.
Chu Ze’s eyes seemed to bulge out, his chest caved in instantly, his internal organs shattered in a flash, the clothing on his back exploded.
A massive transparent Fist Seal shot off into the distance like a tangible object.
Then, his body crashed to the ground like a cannonball, producing a violent roar.
With just one encounter, Chu Ze fell into a sleep as deep as a baby’s.