This elder was indeed not simple; his first move displayed the demeanor of a true expert, a maneuver that typical martial artists at the early stage of Innate Realm would find difficult to withstand.

However, Ye Luo was naturally not afraid. Even though the opponent’s attack was strong, he still had that light, effortless smile on his face, and it wasn’t until the myriad of fist shadows were about to strike him that he finally moved.

Wandering Dragon’s Hundred Steps!

Ye Luo’s body flickered, instantly darting dozens of steps away, easily dodging Old Wu’s forceful attack, remaining unscathed.

"What exquisite footwork, indeed not that of an ordinary person!"

Old Wu’s eyes fixed on Ye Luo’s miraculous steps, sighing inwardly, yet his attacks didn’t stop, as he directly pursued Ye Luo. His fists swung, countless fist shadows swirling, enveloping Ye Luo within them.

An intricate intent of the fist spread out. This Old Wu’s boxing technique was indeed not simple; as he swung his fists, he somehow influenced the airflow of the surrounding void, forming a strong field of energy that pressed down on Ye Luo, giving him a sense of immense heaviness.

At that moment, Ye Luo felt as if his entire body was engulfed by fist shadows, an endless sense of lethal threats enveloped him, as if he was about to descend into Hell the next second, making his body tense and his expression tight.

This old man really isn’t simple!

Ye Luo couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly. This old man was truly a master of the martial arts path, and a master of the fist. His deep understanding of boxing had reached a very high realm; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to give Ye Luo such a strong sense of crisis.

However, Ye Luo naturally wasn’t one to be easily defeated. He saw him sink his energy into his Dantian, the Nine Yang Mystic Art within him starting to operate, and the Nine Yang True Qi from his Dantian burst out through his meridians.

At the same time, Ye Luo’s Clairvoyant Eye opened, his gaze sharpened, and a cold smile appeared on his lips as he swung his fists in rapid succession, like lightning.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A series of three punches swung out, making heavy sounds like thunder.

As Ye Luo released these three punches, the invisible field of energy pressing down on him immediately dissipated, and all those countless fist shadows also scattered. Ye Luo’s three punches directly hit Old Wu’s fists.

After the three punches, Old Wu staggered back several steps, his robe fluttering, his eyes reflecting a look of incredulity as he gazed at Ye Luo.

"You actually managed to see through my true punches?"

Old Wu’s voice carried a tone of surprise as he looked at Ye Luo.

"Old man, your punches are executed well, but they’re useless against me. Do you have any other moves?"

Ye Luo pursed his lips, looking at him with interest.

"Then taste Old Man’s Thousand Illusionary Confusing Fists!"

Old Wu let out a cold snort, his body shook, and a powerful aura burst forth from him as his figure instantly vanished from sight.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

Suddenly, Old Wu’s figure appeared right in front of Ye Luo, countless fists attacking him from all directions.

Swift as the rushing wind, fierce as a torrent!

Ye Luo also swung his hands continuously, parrying every punch and fending off the opponent’s fists.

The only thing was that Old Wu’s movements became faster and faster, and his punching speed reached a level where normal people could hardly see the trajectory of his punches.

Wu Yingxiong and his wife Lu Tianguang, who were at the scene, watched the spectacle with stunned expressions, completely dazed.

By the end, Old Wu’s figure had turned into an illusion, making it impossible to clearly see where he was. Especially his punches had reached a sensation of releasing one punch and feeling as if a myriad were unleashed, even more elusive and difficult to discern than before, truly a mystifying boxing technique.

Even a master at the Innate Middle Stage would find it hard to withstand this move, which was enough to prove Old Wu’s ferocity.

However, for Ye Luo, this move wasn’t really anything special. With the Clairvoyant Eye, what he least feared was distinguishing between illusion and reality. Moreover, his Clairvoyant Eye now enabled him to scan in all directions, 360 degrees without any dead angles.

Whoosh!

The next second, Ye Luo’s fist lashed out towards the right. His right foot stepped forward, and his right fist smashed directly to the right.

Just then, Old Wu’s figure on Ye Luo’s left side suddenly became visible. A fist hammered fiercely towards Ye Luo’s back, his face revealing a trace of coldness.

Old Wu, however, didn’t see the cold smile on the corner of Ye Luo’s mouth. The instant Old Wu moved to strike, Ye Luo’s left leg flashed out like lightning.

Old Wu instantly became rigid, completely unexpected that Ye Luo’s left leg would suddenly attack him. His complexion changed, and his hands that were moving towards his back changed course fiercely to collide with his left leg. He staggered back two steps, and Ye Luo also took a step back.

"You even saw through that!"

Old Wu’s face had become extremely ugly. Continuous attacks being seen through by Ye Luo had dealt him a great blow.

"Old man, that’s it? Getting old and not lasting long, huh?"

Ye Luo looked at Old Wu with a smile.

"Hmph!"

Old Wu, looking at Ye Luo’s smile, had an extremely grim expression, his eyes shining with a chilling light. His body burst forth again, this time exerting his full power, his fastest speed combined with the fastest fists, attacking Ye Luo frantically without giving him any chance to think, countless genuine fists raining down on him like droplets.

Had it been an ordinary person, they would have been pulverized instantly, but unfortunately, Ye Luo was no ordinary person, and moreover, he was a freak.

Bang bang bang...

Sounds like muffled thunder on drums reverberated on this highway. Ye Luo planted his feet firmly on the ground, didn’t budge an inch, and simply used his hands to handle all of Old Wu’s punches, not letting a single one penetrate. Meanwhile, Old Wu continuously attacked as if he wanted to engage in a war of attrition with Ye Luo to see who could last longer.

But as minutes ticked by, Ye Luo still seemed as composed as ever, showing no change in expression, only his hands constantly colliding with Old Wu’s. Meanwhile, the opponent’s face was pale, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, clearly struggling to continue.

After all, Old Wu was advanced in years, although a master of the Innate Realm, when it came to vigor and endurance he couldn’t compare to Ye Luo. Moreover, his True Qi was depleting faster than Ye Luo’s. Ye Luo had already unlocked the first meridian, which was equivalent to having two Dantians, and he was on the defensive, so his True Qi consumed naturally slower than Old Wu’s.

At this moment, Old Wu was drained of energy, his True Qi nearly depleted.

Then, Ye Luo suddenly changed from solely defending to attacking, launching a dominating punch that instantly broke Old Wu’s arms and smashed into his chest, hurling him through the air.

Old Wu’s body described a parabolic trajectory in the air and landed at Wu Yingxiong’s feet, vomiting blood continuously, severely injured.

Seeing Old Wu’s miserable state, Wu Yingxiong, for some reason, felt a chill rush to his brain, breaking into a cold sweat, his body trembling as fear towards Ye Luo took complete hold of Lu Tianguang and Yang Meili on the side.