Hu Xingkai thrust his spear directly at Lu Yang.
This was a famous move from Ba Wang Spear, capable of piercing the chest of a master with ease. Its trajectory was tricky; even if the opponent could block it, they couldn't withstand the speed and ferocity of the spearhead. Countless spear shadows rushed towards Lu Yang.
Lu Yang looked at the myriad spear shadows and sneered. He threw out a punch, imbued with qi, instantly forming a gust of wind. It was incomparably fierce, smashing directly towards the Ba Wang Spear.
With a "bang," the Ba Wang Spear was actually sent flying back by Lu Yang's punch, the countless fist shadows shattering in an instant.
"This..."
Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed. Their earlier triumphant looks froze on their faces, unsure how to react.
"Kid, what kind of fist technique is this? You can shatter my spear with a single punch?"
"So you can kill Old Lin, you indeed have some skills!"
Hu Xingkai sneered, seeing Lu Yang's deceptively simple punch.
"Skills?"
"This is just the beginning. I have plenty more!"
Lu Yang said disdainfully.
"Hmph, do you really think the renowned Ba Wang Spear only has this one move? The Ba Wang Spear has eighteen moves, each capable of crushing you to pieces. That was just a minor test of skill. Now, I'll let you experience the true power of the Ba Wang Spear!"
"Ba Wang Spear First Style: Sweep Away a Thousand Armies!"
Hu Xingkai revealed a cruel smile and, following the Ba Wang Spear, swept it down at Lu Yang. Instantly, a fierce spear wind ripped towards Lu Yang, intending to cleave him in two.
Lu Yang, seeing this, calmly threw out another punch. This punch carried the same power as the previous one, but the fist force was even stronger. It collided directly with the first style of the Ba Wang Spear, shattering its fierce strike.
"Boom!"
Another explosion of air. Countless gusts of qi carved numerous fine marks into the surrounding walls and ground, appearing terrifying. Such force, if it hit a person, would likely tear them limb from limb.
"Ba Wang Spear Second Style: Ten Thousand Horses Galloping!"
Hu Xingkai's expression had shifted slightly. He directly unleashed the second style of the Ba Wang Spear. This move was even more powerful, and along with the Ba Wang Spear, it charged at Lu Yang. The air seemed filled with the sight and roars of ten thousand horses galloping. Hu Xingkai, leading the charge like a lone rider, thrust towards Lu Yang's head. The surrounding qi was also at its peak intensity, blinding countless people who retreated backward in succession.
Lu Yang, however, remained unfazed. He calmly threw out another punch, which collided with the Ba Wang Spear, actually sending it flying. The impact caused Hu Xingkai's arms to go numb.
"Is this your so-called Ba Wang Spear?"
"It's truly low-class. Your master, Liu Xiu, had intended to pass down his legacy to you, but alas, your aptitude was too ordinary, and you couldn't wield the Ba Wang Spear. Now it seems that's true. With your talent, even a hundred years of rigorous training wouldn't allow you to unleash the true power of the Ba Wang Spear. Instead, you betrayed your master and acted atrociously to obtain it. Today, I will act on behalf of heaven, kill you, and seize the Ba Wang Spear!"
Lu Yang said coldly, his figure instantly vanishing from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already close to Hu Xingkai.
Seeing Lu Yang's sudden appearance, Hu Xingkai's face changed drastically. He hadn't expected Lu Yang's strength to be unfathomable. Even with his strongest killing moves, he was still no match for Lu Yang, being easily neutralized. Now, he was cornered.
In his panic, Hu Xingkai quickly thrust the Ba Wang Spear towards Lu Yang's chest. But Lu Yang had anticipated his intention. He lightly extended his hand and grabbed the Ba Wang Spear. No matter how hard Hu Xingkai struggled, he couldn't pull it back.
Then, Lu Yang raised a foot and kicked Hu Xingkai in the chest, sending him flying. The Ba Wang Spear also fell into Lu Yang's hand.
"Indeed a good weapon, but it is unfortunately defiled in the hands of a slave!"
Lu Yang looked at the Ba Wang Spear and shook his head.
"Brother Zhao, if you don't make a move, I'm going to be beaten to death by this kid!"
Hu Xingkai immediately shouted towards Zhao Baogang.
Instantly, a person appeared in the center of the venue. His arms, like those of an ape, swung towards Lu Yang's back.
Lu Yang sensed danger and quickly dodged slightly to the side, evading Zhao Baogang's attack.
Zhao Baogang's arms directly smashed into the ground, creating two half-meter-deep depressions. Bricks and stones scattered everywhere.
"Is this Tong Bei Quan?"
"I never expected the Zhao family of Yan Jing to practice Tong Bei Quan? And to such a degree! It's even more formidable than the Zhao family's own fist techniques. No wonder the Zhao family is so successful in Yan Jing. I never thought the Zhao family head was such a powerful master!"
"Indeed. He cultivates both the Zhao family fist and Tong Bei Quan. His fist force is extremely fierce. It's said that a truck could be shattered by his punch. One can imagine how powerful the Zhao family head is!"
"..."
As soon as Zhao Baogang made his move, everyone immediately shouted excitedly.
"Kid, I am Zhao Baogang, the head of the Zhao family. You injured my son and my brother. I will settle this score with you today!"
Zhao Baogang looked at Lu Yang and shouted coldly.
"Zhao family?"
"Did your brother not tell you that the Zhao family fist is forbidden from being displayed in my presence from now on? If I see it again, I will ensure the Zhao family fist becomes extinct!"
Lu Yang said coldly to Zhao Baogang.
"Kid, you're too damn arrogant! Our Zhao family fist has been passed down for generations and is renowned throughout Yan Jing and even the entire Hua Nation. Don't think that because you have some skills and can withstand the Zhao family fist, you're invincible. Today, I will reclaim all the shame of the Zhao family fist, and I will take your wretched life!"
Zhao Baogang said, directly unleashing his Tong Bei Quan. His arms, like two iron chains, smashed towards Lu Yang.
Zhao Baogang's arms had been honed for over fifty years, making them as hard as iron and terrifyingly formidable. Flesh and bone had fused together; even a steel pipe couldn't break them.
Lu Yang didn't choose to directly confront Zhao Baogang's Tong Bei Quan. He found Zhao Baogang's fist technique somewhat novel. He hadn't encountered a master of Tong Bei Quan before, as this style of boxing was rarely used on the battlefield and was difficult to cultivate, resulting in very few Tong Bei Quan masters participating in combat.