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As for whether this Mysterious Pearl has other magical effects, Wang Yi could not know.
"I want you all to know that I, Wang Yi, am not someone to be bullied!" At this moment, the loudest voice he had ever heard echoed in Wang Yi's heart. At this moment, he was filled with ambition and overwhelming momentum.
"Alright, let's start training."
With that, Wang Yi immediately began his cultivation.
At this moment, Wang Yi's training method was more frantic than ever before. Anyone who saw his current training method would surely be shocked. Because now, Wang Yi did not consider the training methods at all, nor did he think about whether his body could withstand it; he was simply torturing himself.
However, outsiders had no idea that every time his body reached its physiological limit, Wang Yi could clearly feel the mysterious Clear Stream Power flowing out from the pearl, permeating through his limbs and bones, gradually alleviating his fatigued muscles. After breaking through his limits, his muscle strength became even more powerful. Time and again, he broke through his limits, causing Wang Yi's progress to soar like a rocket, unstoppable.
At this moment, there were no clouds in the sky because there was not a hint of breeze. A blazing sun hung in the sky, making the trees in the mountains look listless and somewhat despondent as they guarded the mountains.
At noon, Wang Yi finally stopped, his face full of confidence. After five hours of frenzied training, he felt not a hint of fatigue; instead, he was filled with explosive power.
Sweat beads the size of soybeans dripped down from his forehead along his cheeks, soaking his black clothing. His whole body was emanating hot steam, making Wang Yi feel unbearably hot. Therefore, he decided to go to the back mountain for a shower to cool off.
Exiting the courtyard and passing through a narrow path, soon a dense forest appeared before him.
Suddenly, shouts from practicing punches reached Wang Yi's ears. He looked up.
Not far away in an open area, four Black-Clad Youths and one White-Clad Youth were practicing their punches. Their figures moved swiftly as they threw long punches that cut through the air with a whoosh; their bodies were as agile as monkeys.
When Wang Yi clearly saw the faces of the five youths, his expression darkened instantly but then quickly returned to calm as he walked towards them without regard for anyone else.
The youths heard the footsteps and suddenly stopped their movements. Looking up into the distance, they saw that it was indeed Wang Yi, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.
In the next moment, the five of them stood in a row, forming a wall that completely blocked the intersection. Among them, a frail-looking boy, Zhang Shou, glanced over and revealed a hint of mockery in his eyes as he called out loudly, "Oh, isn't that Wang Yi?"
"Cough, Xie Biao, why are you talking to Brother Wang like that?" The White-Clad Youth wore an arrogant expression, feigning anger as he coughed and said, "You should be polite, you know? You should call him Brother Wang." He looked at the approaching Wang Yi with a smug expression, a smirk playing on his lips.
"That's right, Xie Biao, Brother Chen is right; you should apologize to Brother Wang."
"Oh dear. I'm so scared!" Xie Biao pretended to be terrified. Zhang Da mocked Wang Yi with a sneer and said, "Brother Wang, please spare me!" He then burst into laughter, his laughter filled with disdain and contempt.
"Hahaha..."
The four of them looked at Xie Biao's "terrified" demeanor and immediately laughed uncontrollably. When Wang Yi walked over, they all looked at him with provocation.
"Get out of the way!" Wang Yi's gaze was sharp as he looked at the five of them. When his eyes landed on the White-Clad Youth, his expression gradually darkened, and his face grew colder. Indeed, this skinny boy's mention of Brother Chen referred to Chen Cheng, who had provoked Wang Yi yesterday morning and knocked him out, causing Niu Meng to be imprisoned.
"What? Brother Wang, are you really not going to give your junior brothers any face?" Chen Cheng said arrogantly. "Besides, yesterday we were just sparring; could it be that Brother Wang is angry?"
"Brother Wang, do you look down on your juniors?" Before Wang Yi could respond, Xie Biao interjected provocatively and said, "Now that Niu Meng is locked up in Purgatory Cave, what? Are you planning to go in and try it yourself as the big brother?"
"Chen Cheng, you five better get out of my way right now." Wang Yi fixed his gaze firmly on Chen Cheng.
"Hmph. Wang Yi, I gave you some respect by calling you Brother Wang; if I don't look at you, you're not even worth a dog's attention. You better not push your luck." Under Wang Yi's cold stare, Chen Cheng felt a chill rise from his heart. To mask his fear, he darkened his expression and spoke harshly. Yet deep down he couldn't help but wonder; in the past when he provoked Wang Yi, he had this same attitude but wasn't so aggressive. Looking closely now, he felt that Wang Yi was different from before but couldn't pinpoint how.
"Hmph, Brother Chen, it's clear that Wang Yi is not giving us any face. It seems if we don't teach him a lesson, he won't remember." The boy on Chen Cheng's left shouted.
"Get out of my way immediately; this is your last chance. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Yi coldly scanned the five of them while sneering inwardly. He had already retracted all his Vital Energy; unless someone was three levels higher than him in cultivation, they wouldn't be able to see through his realm. The reason Chen Cheng dared to act so arrogantly was that he thought Wang Yi was still at Transcendence Level Four and could be easily manipulated.
"Oh? You still dare to be rude?"
"Now let's see how you are going to be rude."
"Go to hell!"
Xie Biao glanced disdainfully at Wang Yi, clenched his fist tightly, and took a few steps to appear in front of Wang Yi, mercilessly swinging his fist towards Wang Yi's face. In his mind, Wang Yi and he were both Transcendence Level Four, so there was no need to fear him. Besides, there was a powerful Brother Chen here, right?
"Smack."
Watching Xie Biao's powerful punch, a hint of angry amusement appeared at the corner of Wang Yi's mouth. Under the astonished gazes of Chen Cheng and the others, he darted forward, and his right palm landed solidly on Xie Biao's face. With a loud sound, the latter was knocked down to the ground, covering his face with both hands, letting out a scream that was more unpleasant than a pig's squeal. His voice was piercing as he glared at Wang Yi and said, "I will kill you!"
"What?"
The fact that Xie Biao, also a Level Three martial artist, was defeated by Wang Yi with just one slap left everyone rubbing their eyes in disbelief. One person questioned, "Did I see that wrong?"
"Hmph, Xie Biao, have you gone soft?" One person glared fiercely at Xie Biao and pointed at Wang Yi, saying, "Wang Yi, you are too arrogant to dare beat Senior Brother Xie for no reason. You are disregarding the rules." He felt even more pleased with himself, thinking that since Xie Biao had suffered a loss against Wang Yi, it would be easy for him to step in now. At that time, he would surely gain recognition from Li Shixiong.
"Step aside." Wang Yi's voice remained cold, showing no emotion on his face.
"Oh? Don't think you're impressive just because you defeated Xie Biao," a short boy stepped out from Chen Cheng's side and said disdainfully. "It seems you won't know which way the sun rises unless you get taught a lesson."
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