"Injuring oneself during a sparring is inevitable, Mr. Li need not take it to heart," Fan Gao said.
At the same time, Zhao Mingyue and Qi He, two Gang Refining Experts, also put on serious faces. Their Qi-Blood churned and Surrounding Gang Qi enwound them, prepared to engage at any moment.
"That’s good to know. Since that’s the case, I won’t hold back," said Li Yi as he clasped his fists at this moment.
Fan Gao signaled, and his expression also became solemn.
Before he came, he had already known almost all information about Li Yi left throughout the Four Seas and Eight Continents, so he was very clear in his mind that he must not be careless, even though Li Yi was at the Refining Realm, because the person before him killed across realms as effortlessly as eating and drinking.
As soon as Fan Gao’s voice fell,
The surging Qi-Blood that Li Yi had been suppressing instantly burst forth. His body immediately scattered a scorching aura, raising dust around. Visibly encompassing his figure was the Qi-Blood that grew increasingly thick until it soared into the sky from the top of his head like a signal fire.
"This Qi-Blood... Truly an undoubted monster; merely being struck by this Qi-Blood, any ghost soldier or fierce ghost would have to retreat three feet."
Feeling this Qi-Blood aura, the complexions of Fan Gao, Zhao Mingyue, and Qi He, the three Gang Refining Experts, changed drastically.
This was only the Refining Realm still. If he truly stepped into the Gang Refining Realm, how terrifying would it be for this fearsome Qi-Blood to condense into Gang?
At this moment, Zhao Mingyue of the Zhao Family made his move first. He let out a long howl, his robust aura bursting forth, and as he reached out with both hands, a gush of Gang Qi coalesced into form, transforming into two indestructible Sword Gangs slashing towards Li Yi.
Although there was nearly ten zhang separating them, the Sword Gang arrived instantly, as fast as thunder.
Such Sword Gangs, if faced by a common Qi Cultivation Martial Artist unable to dodge in time, would result in being cleaved at the waist immediately, without even the chance to throw a punch.
At this moment, Li Yi’s glowing eyes abruptly narrowed into vertical slits, just like an Extraordinary Creature awakening and entering a hunting state. Under the sensitivity of his Spiritual Sense, he sensed the impending dangers before they manifested; any attempt to attack him or launch a sneak attack was utterly futile.
With a faint crisp sound echoing, the thick slab of bluestone where Li Yi stood shattered instantly, and his figure disappeared from the spot in a flash.
The two slashes of Sword Gang came and missed their target, merely tearing open two ferocious gashes in the ground that reached several zhang deep, extremely sharp-edged.
"Such quick reflexes."
Qi He arrived close by, his body entwined with swirling Gang Qi, trying to entrap Li Yi but was a step too late, grasping at air.
At this moment, Fan Gao suddenly felt alarmed. He sensed a scorching aura assaulting him, and his years of combat experience instantly shook him awake without a second of hesitation. His whole body erupted with Gang Qi that gathered without dispersing, within an area of a zhang around him, like a giant meat grinder—anyone coming close would be instantly minced into powder.
This was the Fan Family’s Gang Refining Method, named Protective Circle Gang Qi.
However, almost as soon as he realized this, Li Yi’s punch was already thundering towards him. The punch was wound with extreme Qi-Blood, which had now transformed into Fist Gang, surging tumultuously, like a mighty river, its momentum breathtakingly vast as it was unleashed, giving off an earth-shaking sensation.
The Fist Power forcibly tore through Fan Gao’s Protective Circle Gang Qi, and even before making contact with his body, the punch’s power arrived across the air.
"Not good," Fan Gao instantly felt a great dread.
This Li Yi’s Qi-Blood was too robust; not even Gang Qi could grind it, and the Fist Power was too horrifying, capable of killing enemies just by the punching the air.
Without a body of Divine Power and extremely formidable muscles and bones, it was impossible to deliver such a punch.
The collision of Qi and Blood Gang Qi burst forth like an explosion, resembling the sound of distant thunder.
Fan Gao felt a heaviness in his chest and his whole body was sent flying backwards for more than a dozen zhang, the ground along his path turned chaotic by the spilling Gang Qi, kicking up billows of dust, until finally, when the remaining force was exhausted, he was able to barely stop.
This scene shocked Zhao Mingyue and Qi He, the two Gang Refining Experts.
With one punch, Li Yi had forcibly torn apart Fan Gao’s Protective Gang Qi and repelled him?
"Had I not had the Protective Gang Qi, this one punch would have shattered my form and killed me," Fan Gao felt his bones mourning at this moment, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
Only having taken a punch from the adversary, could one know just how terrifying his Fist Power really was.
This was definitely not the strength of a Qi Cultivation Martial Artist within the Refining Realm.
However, Zhao Mingyue let out a thunderous shout, gliding close to the ground and charging forth. He extended his hands with sword fingers, Gang Qi gathering upon them, condensing two invisible yet extremely sharp sword lights. Even before getting near, the lights descended, and in an instant, he wove a seamless net of swords all around Li Yi.
This was the Zhao Family’s Gang Refining Method, known as Hundred Refinement Gang Qi.
It was expected that Li Yi would dodge such sword beams with his speed, but to their surprise, he glanced to the side, his vertical pupil locking onto Zhao Mingyue. The Jin Qi under his feet erupted, and he went forth to meet the challenge. His fists glowed radiantly as if energy was condensed within, unyielding under the augmentation of Qi-Blood. He threw punches, each landing precisely on the sword beams.
The opponent’s Sword Gang was fast, but Li Yi’s fists were faster.
Like the clash of steel, the sounds resonated, buzzing in one’s head.