As soon as Sect Master Xiong’s words were out, they shocked everyone in the hall. At Tianzi’s feet, how many lives did he have to command a murder so arrogantly?
"Snapping your arm didn’t shut your shitty mouth!" An Yiqing, engaged in the fight, heard Xiong Tian’s yelling. Her eyebrows rose, and she withdrew a hand, slapping Xiong Tian across the face with several "smack smack" sounds.
The man across from her was shocked at An Yiqing’s effortless attacks. He was extremely astonished in his heart—how could this girl be of almost equal strength to him, yet look so at ease?!
Of course, the man couldn’t understand that An Yiqing had once fought to the death with four Upper Endurance, and although her rank still remained at Great Achievement Peak, her true strength had long since become incomparable to her past.
"Oooh..." Xiong Tian, having his mouth struck, spat out a bloody tooth. Clutching his swollen face, he whimpered and cursed, "Xiang Ping! Quick! Kill her!"
The man named Xiang Ping ignored the howling Xiong Tian. His moves were now somewhat disordered, facing An Yiqing, someone of equal skill level but superior strength, Xiang Ping found himself struggling to keep up.
In the quiet hall, the only sounds were the "smack smack" of fists and feet colliding. An Yiqing and Xiang Ping exchanged hundreds of moves, seemingly without a clear victor, but both knew in their hearts that Xiang Ping was already at the end of his rope.
After dozens more exchanges, Xiang Ping’s stamina began to drop sharply. Seizing this opportunity, An Yiqing’s figure surged with power, a fierce palm wind accompanied by a deep Inner Breath swept towards Xiang Ping like a landslide!
Xiang Ping watched helplessly as the massive and thick Inner Breath rushed toward his chest. At that moment, his body was unable to move—an entire person in a slowed, stupefied state.
With a muffled sound, everyone in the hall saw a burly man get knocked to the ground by the ethereal girl!
The man actually lost!
The spectators couldn’t help but inhale sharply! Such a big man was flipped to the ground, spitting blood by such a delicate girl!
"You, you, you, stay back!" Seeing the tide turn, Xiong Tian hastily retreated. Watching An Yiqing steadily approach, his legs began to shake as if recalling the humiliation he had suffered last time at the "Red Thorn" Base.
"Sect Master Xiong, it seems my actions last time didn’t teach you a lesson!" A cold smile played on An Yiqing’s face as she advanced step by step, each step exerting immense pressure on Xiong Tian.
"Miss An, let’s talk it over, really talk it over!" With nowhere to retreat, Xiong Tian looked at his group of worthless followers, breaking out in a cold sweat—these few were no match for even a finger of An Yiqing!
"Really talk it over? It seems Sect Master Xiong has a bad memory. When you were strong-arming my friend just now, you weren’t very talkative," An Yiqing retorted, her brows raised as she pressed on.
"Then, what would you like to do? You say it, I’ll make sure to comply!" Xiong Tian, hiding in the corner, looked at the grinning An Yiqing in front of him and felt his scalp tingle.
"Hm, Sect Master Xiong, will you really comply?" An Yiqing’s grin resembled that of a sly fox.
"Definitely! Definitely! My lady, please spare me!" Xiong Tian was in tears, swearing never to provoke this tough girl again.
An Yiqing nodded in satisfaction after hearing this and said, "Good! Satisfy my three conditions, and I’ll let you go. First, bow and apologize to my friends. Second, step aside whenever you see me. Third, as compensation for emotional distress, pay me ten million!" At the end, An Yiqing raised her slender index finger, asking with a smile, "How about it? Sect Master Xiong, can you do it?"