As everyone fell silent, Shen Lang, who was still in the air, suddenly flicked his wrist.

The terrifying black-and-white orb that had struck fear into their hearts suddenly sank into his palm and vanished in an instant!

Shen Lang quietly looked down at Ying Xin and gave a slight nod.

Then, his gaze shifted to Shao Hufeng’s Peak Master, Lin Bucai. "When a disciple acts recklessly, others might at most turn a blind eye," Shen Lang said coldly. "But you step in with great fanfare to smooth everything over for him. You are unworthy of being a teacher!"

"Perhaps in your eyes, my Master’s Cultivation and status are beneath yours. But no matter what, he is still your Senior Brother and an elder to your disciples. Yet, the people of Shao Hufeng casually throw around ’Wang Dashu’s’ name, showing no respect for their elders! Without your indulgence and guidance, they would never be so outrageous!"

A sharp glint flashed in Shen Lang’s eyes as he continued, "Senior Sister Zi Lan and Senior Sister Ying Xin both want me to stop, but since I said I would sweep through this peak, I will see it through. You are the Master of One Peak; you can’t avoid this."

"You and I will fight one-on-one, with our full strength and without weapons. If you lose, you will allow Senior Sister Ying Xin to leave Shao Hufeng, and no one from Shao Hufeng will interfere in her affairs with Senior Brother Zheng Donghong again."

"If I lose, I am at your disposal."

After saying this, Shen Lang’s figure moved, flying out over the lake at the edge of the square.

He dismissed the Ghost King’s Wings and stood quietly upon the lake’s surface, looking at Lin Bucai with pride.

"This time, let’s fight to our heart’s content!"

His voice, brimming with Battle Intent, echoed over the water. In that moment, all of Shen Lang’s anger subsided. All that remained was the will to fight!

Sensing the pure Battle Intent emanating from him, Zi Lan descended to the ground, took Ying Xin’s hand, and stood beside Wang Dashu.

Lin Bucai took a deep breath and descended from the air onto the lake’s surface.

"You want a fight? Then let’s fight!"

Without giving anyone a chance to intervene, Shen Lang and Lin Bucai were already facing each other on the water.

A newly-enrolled Outer Disciple versus the Master of One Peak from the Inner Sect.

It was a battle that was almost unimaginable, almost impossible...

And it was about to erupt!

The square, which had been silent for some time, instantly erupted in an uproar.

Countless fervent gazes were fixed on the two figures on the lake, afraid of missing a single detail.

Everyone knew that a spectacular battle, the kind one might only see once in a lifetime, was about to explode into action!

Both men stood upon the surface of the lake, which meant they couldn’t fight with their full power as they would on solid ground. They would have to divert a portion of their strength to maintain their footing.

If one of them was injured or their Spiritual Power fluctuated abnormally during the fight, they would inevitably fall into the water.

While falling into the water wouldn’t cause injury, whoever fell in would be considered to have lost the exchange.

"The strength you’ve displayed is enough to convince the other Peak Masters and inspire awe," Lin Bucai said, his tone grave.

"Therefore, I won’t consider this to be me bullying a junior... In this world, strength reigns supreme. Setting aside the matter with Ying Xin, I will use my full power in this battle regardless. Be on your guard. I hope you won’t disappoint me!"

Glancing calmly at Lin Bucai, Shen Lang finally revealed a hint of a smile.

"To go all out and fight without holding back... that’s what I want too. Let’s fight!"

At that instant, both men’s auras surged, sweeping across the entire area!

The group of Xuanwu Realm powerhouses, having witnessed Shen Lang’s terrifying power, exchanged glances and, with a tacit understanding, surrounded the Great Lake to prevent the battle from affecting the onlookers.

"Blue Level Massacre!"

Lin Bucai’s entire body trembled. A tyrannical Qi Force shot out in all directions, kicking up monstrous waves around him!

An incomparably domineering Momentum erupted from Lin Bucai’s body!

This Momentum was so strong that even some of the Shao Hufeng disciples, standing far away outside the Great Lake, found it hard to breathe, their hearts pounding.

Despite the distance, the crowd could still feel an indescribable and intense pressure from the domineering Momentum Lin Bucai released.

Unlike Qin Tianfeng’s Yellow Level Massacre, it wasn’t just Lin Bucai’s arm that turned crimson—his entire body became fiery red.

His whole body looked like a branding iron just pulled from a fire!

A thick white mist immediately rose from the lake’s surface beneath his feet, the water evaporating from the intense heat of his body!

Not only were the disciples from the various peaks in the square shocked speechless, but even the Xuanwu Realm powerhouses around the Great Lake were stunned.

Blue Level Massacre was not a Fist Technique, but an auxiliary Cultivation Technique, balanced in both offense and defense.

Its power lay not only in its immense might—capable of shattering thunder with a single palm—but also in the massive boost it gave to one’s speed and the formidable effect it had on physical defense.

When Blue Level Massacre was activated, Lin Bucai’s physical strength would increase severalfold, as if his body were encased in a layer of molten rock.

His speed, likewise, would double!

Even when sparring with his Senior Brothers from other peaks, Lin Bucai rarely used Blue Level Massacre.

But now, facing Shen Lang, he had activated it from the very beginning!

No one accused him of making a big deal out of nothing.

But everyone’s heart was pounding wildly!

In contrast, Shen Lang, apart from the Battle Intent he had released earlier, remained unchanged, as still as placid water!

"Shen Lang, take my ’Wind Traveling Ten Thousand Miles’ punch!"

While the crowd was still stunned, Lin Bucai let out a low shout, and a gale suddenly whipped across the calm surface of the water!

At that moment, Lin Bucai’s figure blurred as if he had merged with the wind. Like a Wind Blade, he shot toward the motionless Shen Lang with a ferocious momentum that seemed capable of tearing everything apart, all under the countless heated gazes of the crowd!

"The first form of the Wind Thunder Roar Heaven Technique, Wind Traveling Ten Thousand Miles! Senior Brother Lin really is going all out, using the Wind Thunder Roar Heaven Technique from the very first move," one of the Xuanwu Realm powerhouses around the Great Lake remarked, dumbfounded.

At that same instant, Shen Lang leaned forward and, with an unstoppable Battle Intent, darted toward Lin Bucai!

The distance of over a hundred meters was covered in the blink of an eye!

Giant waves churned in the Great Lake as the two closed in on each other instantly.

For a split second, their eyes met, and the surging Battle Intent from both sides erupted completely!

Under the watch of countless eyes, the fiery red fist and the plain, unadorned fist shimmering with a faint Spirit Light collided like meteorites!

Monstrous waves surged at that very moment.

A fierce wind raged as visible ripples of Energy spread out in circles from the point of contact between their fists.

Through the clear lake water, one could see the two figures separate immediately after they clashed!

’What a powerful kid!’

A look of shock flashed through Lin Bucai’s eyes.

He had activated the Seventh Floor of Blue Level Massacre and then used the first form of the Wind Thunder Roar Heaven Technique, Wind Traveling Ten Thousand Miles, yet he hadn’t gained the slightest advantage!

The Wind Blade on his fist had been shattered by Shen Lang’s ordinary-looking punch, and now his five fingers were burning with pain!

’His physical strength is unbelievably tyrannical; he’s a monster! By comparison, my only advantage now is my speed!’

Before the crowd could cry out in astonishment, Lin Bucai, who had just retreated more than ten meters, pounced forward again at an incredible speed.

This time, however, his Body Technique was swift and erratic. He avoided a direct clash with Shen Lang, instead circling him continuously and launching a frenzied assault from his sides and back! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The muffled thuds of fists and feet connecting rang out ceaselessly.

Lin Bucai’s figure was in constant motion—the first form of the Wind Thunder Roar Heaven Technique, Wind Traveling Ten Thousand Miles!

The wind howled over the lake as countless Wind Blades gathered tightly around Lin Bucai, shooting out from all angles to engulf Shen Lang with every punch he threw.

Shen Lang was unfazed. Stepping into the Central Palace, he executed an Arrow Step Punch.

With a single punch, the air turbulent, the sheer force of the wind around his fist destroyed all the countless Wind Blades.

"Second form, Celestial Phoenix Soaring!"

Behind Lin Bucai, a giant blue phoenix unfurled its wings. With a sudden flap, countless feathers shot out like arrows, threatening to pierce Shen Lang’s heart!

Shen Lang spun like a whirlwind, using his fists, arms, and elbows in unison to block Lin Bucai’s frenzied attacks.

The vortex created by his spin altered the trajectory of the phoenix feathers, causing all of them to shoot past him and into the water.

"Third form, Electric Flash and Thunder Bombardment!"

Thunder Power of Supreme Yang and Firmness gathered on Lin Bucai’s fist. Dazzling bolts of lightning crisscrossed, brimming with Killing Intent, as he brought his fist down on Shen Lang with a tyrannical force that could tear the sky asunder.

A grave expression appeared in Shen Lang’s eyes. He took a step back rather than forward, his own fist wreathed in lightning as he rose to meet Lin Bucai’s.

"The Thunder Control Divine Technique!" All the surrounding Xuanwu Realm powerhouses were astonished.

If Lin Bucai had been the one using the Thunder Control Divine Technique against Shen Lang, that would have been one thing.

But how could Shen Lang, an Outer Disciple, possibly know the Thunder Control Divine Technique?

Moreover, the Thunder Power gathered on his fist had actually reached a level where it could clash head-on with the Thunder Power released by Lin Bucai, a master at Xuanwu Realm Fifth Heaven!

BOOM!

A blinding light erupted as ferocious Energy shot out in all directions. This terrifying storm swept out with monstrous waves, and where it passed, the very space itself seemed to tremble!

The combination of the incomparably violent momentum and the earth-shattering sound was simply shocking to behold.

The two figures were blasted apart by the terrifying storm’s impact, only to collide once more.

Every punch and kick carried a sharp, cutting wind.

Fists met flesh in a shockingly brutal display.

One, clad in a white robe, was as elegant as the wind, his speed swift as he circled his opponent, constantly searching for openings and attacking like a sudden squall.

The other, dressed all in black, was as slow as a forest, as unmoving as a mountain, using his elbows and knees to form a watertight defense.

"Blue Level Massacre, Seventh Floor!"

Seeing that his storm-like attacks were having no effect on Shen Lang, Lin Bucai steeled himself and pushed Blue Level Massacre up a level.

In an instant, Lin Bucai’s figure became even faster, leaving countless afterimages on the lake’s surface, as if five or six Lin Bucais were besieging Shen Lang at once.

As his speed increased, the aura around Lin Bucai also surged considerably.

The attacks of his Wind Thunder Roar Heaven Technique grew stronger and stronger, with even the initial forms now carrying the sound of wind and thunder, creating a terrifying spectacle.

From the outside, it now seemed as if Lin Bucai had completely suppressed Shen Lang and seized the initiative.

This caused the people from Songdu Peak to show expressions of nervousness and panic.

Meanwhile, the people of Shao Hufeng had looks of joy on their faces...

But it wasn’t over. As his attacks grew faster and began to force Shen Lang into a steady retreat, Lin Bucai let out another explosive roar: "Blue Level Massacre, Eighth Floor!"

His words struck like a thunderclap, causing all the surrounding Xuanwu Realm powerhouses to turn pale with shock!

"What... How could he use the Eighth Floor? With Lin Bucai’s current Cultivation, using the Eighth Floor will cause immense harm to his own body!"