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"Clap, clap, clap!" Xiong Ba soared into the air, rhythmically clapping his hands while praising, "Truly worthy of being the most monstrous talent in the history of Manichaeism!"
"Xiong Ba!" Jiang Han glared at him coldly.
To his surprise, Xiong Ba had also advanced to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm at this moment. Although it was just the initial stage, there were no signs of instability in his cultivation.
"Where is my Light Right Envoy?" Jiang Han's eyes glinted with cold light as he slammed his long spear heavily onto the ground. The Azure Stone floor cracked with a series of loud noises, extending outward from him.
Xiong Ba's gaze sharpened, somewhat astonished by Jiang Han's strength. According to his initial guess, given Jiang Han's age, even if he had started cultivating in the womb, it would be impossible for him to reach the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm so early.
Either Manichaeism had released false information to intimidate various forces in the Western Regions, or Jiang Han had consumed some Heavenly Genius Treasure that significantly boosted his internal power and cultivation. Advancing to Martial Arts Grandmaster through such shortcuts would inevitably make his combat strength slightly inferior to those who relied on hard training to reach the same level.
Thinking about how he had already stabilized his own Martial Arts Grandmaster strength, Xiong Ba felt a bit relieved. He glanced at Jiang Han and disdainfully said, "That waste Fan Yao has a tough bone; no matter how much he is tortured, he refuses to reveal Manichaeism's teachings. But so what? As long as I hold something against him, he won't have a choice but to submit!"
Jiang Han looked puzzled, his brows furrowing. "What do you mean by 'something against him'?"
"Hahaha!" Xiong Ba laughed wildly. "What else could it be? I’ll put a big knife right on his crotch and let him choose: either reveal Manichaeism's teachings or I'll chop off that little piece of meat!"
Jiang Han's face turned from green to red; how could Xiong Ba be so shameless! It seemed that Fan Yao had chosen to submit. He felt a bit disappointed but also vaguely reluctant to care too much about it. After all, most men would likely make the same choice as Fan Yao in such a situation.
"You have been promoted to Martial Arts Grandmaster, so let me test your strength!"
Jiang Han did not waste any more words with him. He charged forward with unmatched momentum, his long spear aimed at Xiong Ba.
Xiong Ba was average with weapons, but his martial arts skills were formidable. As he launched a Wind God Leg attack towards Jiang Han, he simultaneously unleashed a fierce Heavenly Frost Fist.
Jiang Han let out an angry grunt, his True Qi surging within him like a furnace. He met fist with fist and leg with leg, choosing to clash head-on!
When their fists and feet collided, Jiang Han took three steps back but managed to steady himself. In contrast, Xiong Ba was forced back several steps, struggling to regain his balance, which caused his internal energy to become chaotic. He then flew backward ten yards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with shock.
"You... you have already touched the threshold of the Fusion Realm?!" Xiong Ba exclaimed in surprise before turning to flee.
At this point, it was unrealistic for him to think he could preserve the foundation of the World Association. Xiong Ba, true to his nature as a cunning hero, understood the principle of sacrifice and gain; in an instant, he convinced himself that as long as he preserved his life, he would not worry about future opportunities.
Xiong Ba was the first opponent Jiang Han encountered at the same realm after his promotion to Martial Arts Grandmaster; there was no way Jiang Han would let him escape so easily!
"Xiong Ba, where do you think you're going?"
Jiang Han grew more excited as the battle progressed, feeling as if several suns resided within him, continuously providing abundant energy to his limbs and body. The strangeness of his current state even eluded his own notice.
As he caught up to Xiong Ba, Jiang Han's fist shimmered with multicolored light as he swung it fiercely at Xiong Ba: "Old man Xiong Ba, don’t run! Take this punch!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fist the size of a human head came crashing down from the sky towards Xiong Ba's waist.
Xiong Ba felt an intense energy crashing towards him and had no time to think further. He frantically circulated the Three Points Return Qi and turned to unleash a Heavenly Frost Fist.
The state of Xiong Ba was still no match for Jiang Han, let alone now after taking a punch from him!
When fists collided, it was like a comet striking the Earth. The shockwaves from the two bursts of True Qi instantly spread through the air, snapping nearby trees in half and sending waves over ten meters high crashing into the pool. Fish were flung onto the Azure Stone floor, stunned by the impact.
"Crack!" Xiong Ba roared, his entire left arm hanging limply, losing all sensation before his body crashed to the ground, blood gushing everywhere. His clothes were torn apart by True Qi, ragged and tattered, looking even worse than the beggars of the Beggar Sect.
Jiang Han landed gracefully, brushing off the dust with a wave of his sleeve, smiling as he said, "Old man, how does this palm feel?"
Xiong Ba glared at him with a twisted expression, spat out a tooth that had been knocked loose, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and huffed, "Youngster, today I admit defeat! Do as you wish!"
Xiong Ba possessed three ultimate skills: Wind God Leg, Cloud-Dispelling Palm, and Heavenly Frost Fist. Since he had already used Wind God Leg and Heavenly Frost Fist, it was unlikely that the remaining skill, Cloud-Dispelling Palm, would be of any use.
Jiang Han stroked his chin and chuckled ominously, "Forget about dismembering you or torturing you. Once we rescue Right Envoy Fan, whatever threats you made to him will be how he deals with you!"
Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba felt like he was about to spit blood; everything went dark before he fainted.
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