Chapter 121 – Visitors from All Directions Compete for Supremacy (Two)

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With a sharp gust of wind, Ye Kuang launched his attack without the slightest hesitation!

His five fingers tightened into a fist, carrying immense, unadorned power as it shot straight toward Chou Wanhai.

Yet unexpectedly, his opponent reacted just as swiftly, bringing his palms together in a horizontal block.

Boom!

Instantly, a deafening roar erupted as Vigorous Qi burst forth, sending tables and chairs scattering in all directions.

In that moment, Chou Wanhai visibly lost control, his body hurtling backward until he stepped on a chair to halt his momentum.

Astonishingly, the chair couldn’t withstand the impact and shattered into pieces.

Meanwhile, Ye Kuang retracted his fist, a slight curl at the corner of his lips, clearly pleased.

He then began advancing step by step toward his opponent.

“Arrogant!” Chou Wanhai’s face flushed crimson with rage at the sight. With a furious roar, he spread his arms wide, assuming the opening stance of a fist technique.

The two locked eyes, sparks of tension crackling between them.

Hah!

Ye Kuang’s feet stirred like wind and thunder as he unleashed a Sweeping Army kick.

Sensing the incoming Vigorous Qi, Chou Wanhai didn’t dare take it lightly. Crossing his arms over his chest, he stepped forward, intending to withstand the blow head-on.

But surprisingly, just before the leg-blade struck, Chou Wanhai’s expression abruptly changed. Without a care for dignity, he rolled to the ground, decisively evading the attack.

In that split second, the wind sharpened like a blade, blurring the onlookers’ vision into a dark streak.

Bang… Crack, crack, crack!

Following the explosive sound, the ground, fragile as tofu, fractured under the surge of Vigorous Qi, crisscrossed with dense, interwoven fissures.

“What’s wrong with Fourth Brother?”

“Old Fourth…”

“Big Brother!”

Just as the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars were lost in their own thoughts, Mang Shan suddenly stood up, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Among those present, fewer than five could discern the crux of the matter.

Mang Shan, along with the Second and Third Brothers, exchanged glances, each seeking confirmation of a certain truth in the others’ eyes.

Elsewhere.

Ling Yun’s tightly clenched fists relaxed slightly; he hadn’t expected Ye Kuang to be even more formidable than he’d imagined.

Ye Kuang: “Huh? Why did you dodge?”

“You think I’m afraid of you?!” Chou Wanhai retorted, seemingly aware that retreating before the fight was shameful. He kicked a chair, sending it flying toward Ye Kuang.

Meanwhile, Chou Wanhai himself clenched his fists and charged forward fiercely instead of retreating.

Watching the chair hurtle toward him, Ye Kuang showed no trace of panic. He took a sharp breath and roared.

Roar, roar, roar!

Crash!

In full view of everyone, the chair disintegrated into splinters.

Simultaneously, Chou Wanhai dashed through the scattered debris, throwing a single punch aimed straight at Ye Kuang’s core—a direct assault.

Thud!

The dull, thunderous impact of fist meeting flesh reverberated, sending shivers down the spines of all who witnessed it.

Chou Wanhai’s fist had landed squarely on Ye Kuang’s chest.

“Ye Kuang!” Gao Laosan couldn’t contain his shock at the sight.

It had to be said—nearly everyone present shared the same thought: No matter how powerful Ye Kuang was, he couldn’t possibly emerge unscathed from a blow at the Clarity Realm.

Little did they know, while some rejoiced wildly, others grew tense with worry.”Your precision and speed are decent, but unfortunately your strength falls short!”

Just then, a teasing voice brushed past everyone’s ears like a gentle breeze, instantly plunging the scene into pin-drop silence.

And the speaker was none other than Ye Kuang!

With a raised corner of his mouth and a wicked grin, he said, “Fists aren’t meant to be used like that…”

Before his words fully faded, he abruptly threw a punch straight at his opponent’s chest.

The speed was clearly three times faster than before!

One could say that even someone as strong as Chou Wanhai found it difficult to react to this incoming punch.

Boom!

A thunderous sound erupted, echoing like lingering reverberations in a valley, lasting endlessly. It was akin to a bullhide drum bursting toward the sky, deafening to the ears.

Crash!

In the blink of an eye, Chou Wanhai was actually unable to withstand the force of a single punch. As he stumbled backward, he not only spewed a mist of blood but also crashed heavily into the tables and chairs.

“Old Fourth!”

“Fourth Brother!”

Witnessing this scene, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars immediately rose to their feet, clearly finding it hard to believe how the situation had unfolded.

Their fourth brother had been utterly defeated?

How was that possible?

It wasn’t until a moment later that Mang Shan was the first to regain his composure: “Well… well done, Ye Kuang. How dare you strike so ruthlessly in front of us.”

No sooner had he spoken than Mang Shan took two or three steps and landed in front of Chou Wanhai. He then kicked aside several chairs and stools to check on Chou Wanhai’s injuries.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang suddenly remarked, “Don’t worry, I held back some of my strength midway. He won’t die.”

Hearing this, Mang Shan spun around abruptly, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Clearly, Mang Shan believed Ye Kuang’s words without a doubt.

After all, a master like him would not stoop to baseless boasts—otherwise, he would be scorned by the martial world.

Ye Kuang: “Who else dares to fight?”

Mang Shan: “Since you want to play, we’ll keep you company to the end. Second and Third Brothers, come with me. The rest of you, stay where you are. If anyone dares to cross the line, attack together.”

“Yes!!!”

It must be said that as the leader of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars, Mang Shan was not undeserving of his reputation.

Even if he were foolish, he could naturally see the scheme Ye Kuang was plotting.

Seeing this, Ling Piaoyun couldn’t hide her deep concern: “Senior Brother?”

Ling Yun: “I believe in this kid. If he can’t handle it, we’ll step in.”

On the field.

Ye Kuang naturally understood that his plan had failed. However, even in a one-against-three situation, he still had a chance of winning.

Thinking this, he suddenly burst into wild laughter.

His unrestrained and unyielding demeanor couldn’t help but evoke silent admiration from onlookers.

Ye Kuang: “State your names. I don’t want to fight without knowing who my opponents are.”

“Tiankui Star, Mang Shan.”

“Tiangang Star, Cang Lan.”

“Tianji Star, You Hu.”

The four stood facing each other, plunging the scene into utter silence.

Crack, crack, crack!

It wasn’t until the sound of shattering echoed across the field that Mang Shan and the other two took the initiative to strike.

Bang, bang, bang!

In an instant, the floor could no longer bear the weight, shattering completely under the force of their sprint. Then, three explosive attacks surged forward.