The two forces collided with a loud bang!

Wen Yu's Sun-Destroying Giant Spirit Fist was like a falling sun, with the power to burn the sky and boil the sea. It was shining brightly with golden light, as if it would devour everything in front of it.

The huge fist shadow was wrapped in violent spiritual power, making a deafening roar, and the surrounding air was distorted.

In contrast, Ye Tianming's punching power seemed mediocre.

There was no dazzling light, no amazing momentum, it was just like a fist swung by an ordinary person, emitting a gentle and transparent halo, swaying as if it would collapse at any time.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly erupted in laughter and sarcasm.

"That's it? You have the nerve to challenge Senior Brother Wen Yu with that? Are you trying to make fun of me?"

"Is this kid a fool? This limp fist isn't even enough to tickle me!"

"Senior Brother Wen Yu is an expert at the eighth level of the Tianshu Realm. This kid's punch may not even reach the Wangyue Realm. He is really courting death!"

"Haha, I'm afraid he wants to use this method to attract Fairy Yun's attention? What a pity, this kind of clownish behavior will only make people more disgusted!"

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Yun Qingyao took two steps forward worriedly.

Although she knew that Ye Tianming's strength had greatly increased, the power of Wen Yu's Sun-Destroying Giant Spirit Fist was so astonishing that she couldn't help but worry about Ye Tianming.

She clenched her hands tightly, ready to help at any time.

Wen Yu showed a gentle smile on his face, and said in a clear and soft voice: "Brother, you are not my opponent, so just admit defeat! Otherwise, I will hurt you again with my fists and feet."

However, at this moment.

At the moment the two forces collided, a terrifying suction force suddenly burst out from Ye Tianming's seemingly ordinary fist!

This suction force was like a bottomless black hole, madly devouring the energy of Wen Yu's Sun-Destroying Giant Spirit Fist!

The Sun-Destroying Giant Fist, which was originally so powerful and shining with golden light, suddenly shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

"What?!" Wen Yu's face changed drastically, his eyes full of disbelief.

Just as he was distracted, Ye Tianming's fist had already flown in front of him and stopped abruptly.

The calm voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry: "You lose."

The laughter around suddenly stopped, and everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"This...how is this possible?!"

"This kid's fist can actually absorb Senior Brother Wen Yu's spiritual power?!"

"What kind of sorcery is this?!"

The disciple who had been shouting the loudest before was so frightened that his jaw almost dropped.

He stammered, "This...this kid...could it be...could it be a monster?!"

Yun Qingyao's tense nerves relaxed, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a faint pride arose in her heart: "I knew you wouldn't let me down."

Wen Yu was stunned for a long while before coming back to his senses from the shock.

He looked at the fist that was so close to him, then looked at Ye Tianming's face that was as calm as water, and felt mixed emotions.

If Ye Tianming had not stopped in time, this punch would have been enough to blow his head off and take his life.

He was really defeated.

Even if we fight again ten or a hundred times, I'm afraid we won't be able to change the result.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said, "I lost, and I lost with all my heart."

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone felt as if their acupuncture points were hit and they couldn't believe their ears.

Wen Yu, an eighth-level Tianshu realm expert and the pride of the provincial capital, actually lost to a man who seemed to have ordinary cultivation?

Even though Wen Yu had admitted defeat, there were still disciples who followed him and wanted to continue struggling.

"Brother Wen, just now, he must have taken advantage of you..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Yu raised his hand to interrupt him.

There was no trace of frustration or resentment on his face, but instead a hint of sincere admiration.

“Brother, your strength has probably reached the level of those freaks in the provincial capital, right?”

Ye Tianming frowned slightly.

He didn't know much about the monks in the provincial capital, and this was the first time he heard news about the top monks in the provincial capital.

He couldn't help but become a little more curious.

"Freak? What do you mean?"

Wen Yu smiled bitterly, as if recalling something that made his heart palpitate.

"Among the younger generation in the provincial capital, there are several extremely powerful beings. They are called 'freaks' because their talents and strengths far exceed those of ordinary people. They are all descendants of top hidden families. They are now in seclusion and training, preparing to reach a higher level."

He paused, with a hint of awe in his tone, "The strongest one among them is said to have reached the half-step tribulation realm! His 'Heavenly Thunder and Fire Art' is said to be able to draw the power of heavenly thunder and burn everything. It's extremely terrifying!"

Ye Tianming's heart trembled slightly.

Half a step to transcend tribulation!

This is a realm he has never encountered before.

He has been practicing in Longhai all the time and his experience is limited. He did not expect that there is such a powerful young generation in the provincial capital.

If he had not arrived in the provincial capital, he would have been a bit of a frog in the well.

Seeing Ye Tianming remained silent, Wen Yu thought he was frightened, and hurriedly comforted him sincerely: "Brother, don't worry, although they are strong, you are not bad either!"

"The power of your punch is unheard of and unseen! If we really meet, you can definitely compete with them!"

He meant what he said.

Ye Tianming's punch just now completely overturned his perception of Ye Tianming.

Outsiders may not know how powerful Ye Tianming’s punch was, but as the person involved, he knows it very well.

In order to defeat Ye Tianming with one blow, he had used up all of his strength.

Even so, the power of Ye Tianming's punch was like a mountain that could not be climbed over.

The powerful and endless force is definitely not as ordinary as it seems!

No wonder Fairy Yun fell in love with such a man, his loss was not unfair!

Thinking of this, he was even more sincerely grateful to Ye Tianming, and finally bowed deeply to Ye Tianming, "Today's battle has benefited me a lot, thank you brother for showing mercy!"

Afterwards, he turned around and walked in front of Yun Qingyao, solemnly clasped his fists and apologized: "Fairy Yun, it was me, Wen Yu, who offended you before, please forgive me!"

Ye Tianming waved his hand and clasped his fists in return to Wen Yu.

"Brother Wen, there's no need to be like this. We didn't know each other until we fought. I also thank you for telling me the truth."

What Ye Tianming said was equally true.

The world of practitioners is a huge and mysterious existence.

Especially since he came from a small place like Longhai, he was unfamiliar with the place and it was impossible for him to know the realm and strength of the practitioners in the provincial capital.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you won't be in danger in a hundred battles.

Today's battle gave him a clear understanding of his own cultivation in the provincial capital.

He is half a step away from the Tribulation Realm, and no one knows who will win or lose in the fight.