Chapter 859: Chapter 859: Four Catties Move a Thousand Pounds

Bao Long’s move "Taiyue Overhead" instantly drew the gaze of countless Martial Artists around them, and even the people of the Four Great Clans and the Eight Great Powers all turned their heads to look.

Originally, this was just the top-twenty-to-top-ten finals, but it now had the intensity of an ultimate one-on-one showdown.

Taiyue Overhead, this terrifying Technique that countless Martial Artists could only look up to, directly pushed this final to its climax.

Bao Long dropped from midair like a great mountain, momentum surging, as if he was going to crush the entire Martial Arts Arena.

As he drew closer to Liu Zixuan, Bao Long roared, "Liu Zixuan, hand over your life!"

Liu Zixuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, but the corner of his mouth hooked up into a strange arc.

Not only did he show no intent of retreating, he even stepped forward, his step very light, as if weak and powerless.

His whole person seemed to be stepping on the Martial Arts Arena, yet also seemed to be floating a few centimeters above it; this posture gave people a vivid illusion that he was about to be smashed to death by Bao Long!

Boom!

A tremendous sound fell, and dust instantly billowed over the entire Martial Arts Arena. The arena, originally built of stone, was now covered in cracks, and right where Liu Zixuan had originally stood, a half-man-deep pit had suddenly appeared!

This scene left everyone present dumbfounded!

They had already imagined the power of "Taiyue Overhead," but they never expected it to be this terrifying!

That Martial Arts Arena had never been damaged since the day it was built; its material was definitely not ordinary stone. Yet now it had actually been destroyed!

"So... so strong!"

"If I ran into the young master of the Bao Family, I’d probably die even if he didn’t use this move."

One Martial Artist after another at the side started exclaiming in shock.

But they still kept their eyes on the arena, because they had only seen the dust and the cracked arena; they still hadn’t seen Bao Long and Liu Zixuan, who had just clashed!

To one side, the Bao Family Patriarch looked proudly at the Shi Family Patriarch. "Old Shi, now you believe in my son’s strength, don’t you?"

The Shi Family Patriarch’s lips twitched a few times. He didn’t answer, only stared intently at every movement on the Martial Arts Arena.

"Liu Zixuan, so that’s all he is!" the old man from before said with a disdainful laugh.

Hearing their words, Gu Daohe, who had previously been beaten senseless by Liu Zixuan, had a strange smile float onto his face. Because he had been defeated by Liu Zixuan before, Liu Zixuan had become his Heart Demon. If Liu Zixuan really died or was seriously injured now, that would surely erase his Heart Demon. To him, that was the most satisfying thing in the world!

Some were delighted, some were worried.

Watching that scene, Ye Lianyi and Huzi, who were standing on the side watching the fight, were frowning tightly, every nerve in their bodies taut.

"Brother Xuan... he’s not going to lose just like that, right?" Huzi muttered hoarsely.

Ye Lianyi shook her head, eyes slightly red. "No. His goal is first place. There’s no way he’d lose at a time like this!"

"Girl, stop dreaming. The Bao Family’s ’Taiyue Overhead’ is one of the Killing Skills of the Jianghu. Even if Liu Zixuan is stronger, if he doesn’t die, he’ll at least be skinned." Hearing Ye Lianyi’s words, the surrounding Martial Artists began to comment.

But aside from glaring at them angrily, Ye Lianyi and Huzi seemed completely powerless to do anything right now.

"Look, quick, something’s showing!"

Just then, some Martial Artist cried out in surprise, once again drawing everyone’s eyes back to the Martial Arts Arena.

The dust that had splashed up slowly settled, and two figures could be vaguely seen.

Through the haze, they saw a burly figure suspended in midair, his right foot seemingly stepping on the shoulder of a thin figure. Only half of that thin figure could be seen, as if he were kneeling on the Martial Arts Arena.

This scene made people instinctively think that Bao Long had brutally forced Liu Zixuan to kneel, stepping on his shoulder in a pose of kingly victory.

But as the scene became clearer, the pupils of the surrounding Martial Artists gradually contracted, and their eyes widened. Their faces turned into a look of utter disbelief, as if witnessing something that shocked them to their very core!

"H-how... how is this possible!"

"That’s Taiyue Overhead, and it’s actually been stopped by a single finger!"

"Did I fucking start hallucinating?"

Every Martial Artist completely changed their expressions, all of them stunned.

Because what they saw was not Bao Long forcing Liu Zixuan to kneel. The reason they had only vaguely seen half of Liu Zixuan’s figure just now was because Liu Zixuan was standing inside that half-man-deep pit.

And it wasn’t Bao Long stepping on Liu Zixuan’s shoulder. Liu Zixuan had blocked Bao Long’s attack with just one finger. At this moment, the metal on Bao Long’s clothes had shattered, his body was covered in wounds, and his face was as pale as ashes!

This scene not only left the many Martial Artists dumbfounded, it rendered the Four Great Clans and the Eight Great Powers completely speechless.

On the contrary, the Shi Family Patriarch, whose face had been ugly before, now showed a hint of a smile. He patted the Bao Family Patriarch on the shoulder. "Brother Bao, I told you long ago, anyone the Willow Association’s Old Ancestor praises like Liu Zixuan is no ordinary person."

The Bao Family Patriarch’s face was iron blue, the corner of his mouth twitching hard. One had to know, Bao Long’s achievements had already surpassed him as a father; Bao Long was the Bao Family’s future hope.

And now, he’d been defeated by Liu Zixuan with just one finger!

What kind of fucking... no, what kind of ultimate face-slap was this!

As for Huzi and Ye Lianyi, all traces of worry vanished from their faces. Especially Huzi, who raised his fist and smashed it into the face of the Martial Artist who had just mocked Liu Zixuan, cursing, "Open your damn eyes and look carefully. My Brother Xuan is invincible! That bullshit Bao Long is nothing but trash!"

The Martial Artist took the punch head-on, yet at this moment he didn’t even have the courage to fight back.

Because he could feel that Liu Zixuan’s strength had long since reached a realm he could never hope to touch.

...

On the ruined Martial Arts Arena, Liu Zixuan slowly withdrew his finger, and Bao Long crashed to the ground like a boulder.

If it were a normal person, the moment they hit the ground they’d instinctively cry out, then try to stand up again. But right now, Bao Long was lying there like a dead pig, his eyes dull as he stared at Liu Zixuan.

"Taiyue Overhead is certainly powerful. But don’t forget, the source of every Cultivation Technique in the Star Sea is Yin-Yang Tai Chi, and the essence of Tai Chi is Harmonious Integration of Strength and Softness, Overcoming Strength with Softness!"

Liu Zixuan stood with his hands behind his back and stepped over Bao Long’s body, speaking lightly, "Your move is called Taiyue Overhead. This young master’s move is called Four Catties Move a Thousand Pounds!"

His casual words were brimming with boundless dominance, instantly making Liu Zixuan the center of attention in the arena!

Walking to the broken edge of the Martial Arts Arena, Liu Zixuan looked toward the members of the Four Great Clans and the Eight Great Powers on that side, a faint smile on his face. He slowly extended his right hand, clenched his fist, and then raised his middle finger.

"Bao Family, that’s all you’ve got."

"This kid really is strong." The old man from before gazed at Liu Zixuan with sinister eyes. Ignoring the Bao Family Patriarch’s expression, he said in a low voice, "When the Martial Realm is unified, he has to die."