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violet-robed youth's punch was not small at all, accompanied by a strong sound of wind breaking. Even before he could get close, Ling Yun felt his skin being scraped by the fist, and his hair was wildly flying.

Ling Yun's face revealed a serious look. Although this person's character is bad and his words are despicable, his strength is not bad.

Letting out a light breath, Ling Yun secretly channeled the stellar vitreous body's Arts. His exposed skin was covered in a layer of faint glazed light, making his skin seem crystal clear.

The blood within his body surged, producing a thunderous sound. The bright red blood was suffused with bits of starlight.

He did not circulate the spirit energy as there were many experts hidden nearby. Once the spirit energy was channeled, it would be detected by those people. When that time came, it would be difficult to hide anything that he could cultivate.

It wasn't that this matter couldn't be made known to others, but that he had his reservations. Up till now, he still wasn't clear as to which power was behind this attack.

Once the news of him being able to cultivate was spread out, no one knew if that power would come again and destroy his Qi Sea.

He already saw the sinister smile on the young man's face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Since you do not plan to hold back, then don't blame natural son for being impolite.

The crystal-clear and glass-like palm slowly lifted up, and arrived before the others. It struck towards the golden palm that was approaching.

There was no great momentum, not even a trace of aura. However, the palm was abnormally white, as if it were a clear crystal.

Bang!

A light sound was heard, and under the crowd's gaze, two palms clashed, releasing a golden light. Bright white glazed light circulated, and a sizzling sound was heard. In the next moment, a strong gale spread out from the point of contact, and the two retreated with it.

At the same time, a crisp "kacha" sound rang out. It was extremely clear in the silent arena.

Tap, tap, tap!

Ling Yun retreated a full five steps before stopping. With every step, he left a deep footprint on the ground, causing the ground to collapse and shatter. His expression was normal, but if one were to look carefully, they would be able to see that his hands were gently trembling.

"As expected of a metal-attribute martial artist!" Ling Yun's indifferent voice slowly resounded, as he raised his palm. On his fair palm, several small white seals appeared, and there were even some barely discernible slashes.

Opposite him, the violet-robed youth also stopped moving. His face flushed an abnormal red as he lowered his hand. On his palm, fresh red blood dripped down.

The young man's eyes flashed with a trace of anger due to shame. He did not expect that not only did he not injure Ling Yun with his attack, he was actually pushed back a few steps, and the bones in his fingers broke from the exchange.

"Gold Shattering Fist!"

The gazes of the surrounding people made him even more uncomfortable. With a roar, he turned his palm into a fist and a faint golden Spiritual Energy circulated. A layer of golden cuticle appeared and wrapped around his fist.

"You think you're the only one who has a martial skill?" Ling Yun snorted, he then activated the Soaring Cloud Art, and the energy of heaven and earth surged into his hand, converging into his palm, where a bright and translucent light started to shine.

"Ling Yun can't cultivate as expected, the Qi Sea can't store spirit energy. Using a martial skill can only be done by absorbing the spirit energy of heaven and earth on the spot."

"What a pity!"

The surrounding crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion and sighs when they saw this scene. It was unknown if it was out of pity or schadenfreude.