"This..."
Faced with this sudden turn of events, not only Yang Ce and Yang Junlin’s eyes widened, but even Rong Haodong looked incredulous.
No one expected that Xiao Rulai, who was pushed into a corner, could still unleash such power, turning the tide at the last moment.
"Master, well done, kill this old man."
Compared to the grim expressions of Yang Ce and his son, Rong Haodong was overjoyed and shouted.
"As you command—"
Hearing Rong Haodong's words, Xiao Rulai said coldly, then quickly rushed towards Feng Yijian.
Feng Yijian's chest bones were shattered, more than a dozen ribs were broken, and his internal organs suffered varying degrees of impact. At this moment, let alone fighting back, he didn't even have the strength to hold his sword.
He couldn't understand why the demonic monk Xiao Rulai could still burst with such terrifying power at this critical moment. What exactly was this?
Xiao Rulai was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he reached Feng Yijian and his huge palm struck directly towards Feng Yijian's head.
This palm strike was powerful and heavy. If it really landed on Feng Yijian's head, it would likely shatter it instantly.
However, just as this happened, a cold wind blew, and a white figure rapidly charged forward, blocking in front of Feng Yijian. He raised his right hand and directly blocked the palm strike.
"Who is it?"
Seeing someone block the palm strike and prevent Feng Yijian from dying on the spot, Rong Haodong’s expression turned furious as he shouted.
"Shen Lang, is that you?"
When he clearly saw the face of the person who had arrived, Rong Haodong gritted his teeth and cursed.
"That's right, it's me. What, do you have a problem?"
Shen Lang looked at Rong Haodong and said, "You brat truly have no memory of pain. You've repeatedly caused trouble at Baima Clubhouse. Today, even your father can't protect you."
"Young Master Rong, he is Shen Lang?"
Xiao Rulai was surprised that someone could withstand his palm strike and asked Rong Haodong curiously.
"Yes, he is Shen Lang. Master, be careful, this scoundrel's strength is terrifying. Even Elder Dong Ge and the others are no match for him."
Rong Haodong warned Xiao Rulai.
"It's nothing—"
Xiao Rulai said confidently, "Feng Yijian has been dealt with, so dealing with this brat should be easy."
With that said, Xiao Rulai withdrew his hand and then gathered ten percent of his strength, launching a heavy punch towards Shen Lang.
"Young Master Shen, be careful. Xiao Rulai cultivates the Buddhist sect's 'Buddha's Wrath Golden Body'. In his qi-gathering state, he transforms into a Vajra body, impervious to blades and spears, and his strength increases severalfold. He was originally at the mid-Earth realm, but now he has the strength of the peak Earth realm."
Seeing Shen Lang save him, Feng Yijian was deeply touched and reminded Shen Lang.
"Peak Earth realm?"
Hearing Feng Yijian's words, Shen Lang smiled and said, "What a coincidence, so am I."
"What, you are also at the peak Earth realm?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Feng Yijian was greatly shocked. He was only at the early Earth realm at fifty or sixty years old, but Shen Lang was at the peak Earth realm at only twenty-five. This was simply unbelievable.
Not only did Feng Yijian not believe it, but Xiao Rulai also didn't. He scoffed, "Brat, you're at the peak Earth realm? Are you treating me like a fool?"
"If you don't believe it, you can try and see whose peak Earth realm is stronger, yours or mine."
Shen Lang, unfazed by Xiao Rulai's mockery, quickly raised his hand and met the incoming giant fist with his own.
The next second, Shen Lang's fist and Xiao Rulai's giant fist collided heavily. However, Shen Lang remained in place, while Xiao Rulai was forced back seven or eight steps, his left arm trembling violently.
"Didn't you say the Buddha's Wrath Golden Body is impervious to blades and spears? It seems it can still feel pain, right?"
Looking at Xiao Rulai's constantly trembling left arm, Shen Lang yawned lazily and said, "Every shield has its limit. Once it's exceeded, it will break. Similarly, the Buddha's Wrath Golden Body is the same. As long as the attack exceeds its bearing capacity, it will still get injured."
"Impervious to blades and spears? My apologies, my fist force is even fiercer than blades and spears."
Shen Lang took off his jacket, revealing his formidable muscles, and said, "I usually don't like using my fists, but today I'm in the mood to play with you."
With that, Shen Lang rapidly closed in on Xiao Rulai and unleashed a heavy punch.
"Brat, don't get cocky. I was careless just now, that's why you succeeded. Let's go again."
Xiao Rulai was a renowned expert for many years. Being so easily dismissed by Shen Lang, he was instantly enraged. He gathered all his strength and launched a heavy punch towards Shen Lang.
The next second, their fists collided heavily again.
However, the instant their fists met, Xiao Rulai was sent flying back more than ten meters. His entire arm felt excruciatingly painful.
Yet, Xiao Rulai didn't even have a chance to catch his breath before Shen Lang was already in front of him.
Shen Lang's fists rained down like shooting stars, delivering twenty consecutive punches to Xiao Rulai.
Xiao Rulai reacted quickly but only managed to block one of Shen Lang's punches. The remaining nineteen punches landed squarely on Xiao Rulai's forehead, chest, heart, and abdomen, sending him flying more than thirty meters and crashing heavily onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
With that mouthful of blood, Xiao Rulai, who had swelled into a giant, returned to his normal size. His skin was no longer golden, and he was on the verge of death, breathing more than he inhaled. Although not dead, he was only a breath away from death.
"You... are you really at the peak Earth realm?"
Xiao Rulai glared intently at Shen Lang and said with disbelief. After speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his life force extinguished.
"Yes, I am at the peak Earth realm."
Shen Lang said to the deceased Xiao Rulai, then put on his jacket and walked step by step towards Rong Haodong, saying, "Rong Haodong, this time, what do you have to say?"
"Shen Lang, you... what kind of monster are you?"
Rong Haodong did not expect that Elder Dong Ge and the others were no match for Shen Lang, and that Xiao Rulai was so easily killed by Shen Lang. Terrified by Shen Lang's formidable strength, his hands and feet went soft, and he directly knelt on the ground, saying.
"Monster?"
After Rong Haodong's words, Shen Lang responded with a kick that sent him sprawling.
"I am a genuine prodigious young genius, yet you dare to slander me as a monster. You deserve to die."
Shen Lang looked at Rong Haodong and said indifferently, "You are doomed today. Say any last words now. I'll give you three minutes."
"You dare kill me?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Rong Haodong's expression changed drastically.
"Why do you have the illusion that there is anything I wouldn't dare to kill?"
Shen Lang retorted.
"Brat, I am from the Rong family of the Northwest. If you kill me, you will face the retaliation of the entire Northwest forces."
Rong Haodong coughed and said coldly.
Shen Lang smiled at Rong Haodong and said, "Let me tell you a secret, I am the biological son of Shen Tianjun and the nephew of Song Shadao."
As soon as these words were spoken, Rong Haodong's pupils instantly dilated.