Chapter 59: Fist Meets Fist

  Thousands of people under He Lie Shan held their breath, the new generation of Tian Fu Jiao, the most talented is Dong Lin Ye Huan, and the strongest is Da Huang Kai Sa, this has become a consensus. Three years later, Kai Sa once again stretched out his fist towards Ye Huan, what does he want to do?

  Give Ye Huan a warm welcome?

  Let's test Ye Huan's strength again! ?

  None of them is correct!

  The one who knows the enemy best is always the enemy's enemy. Ye Huan, who had been studying Caesar for over a month, knew that this destructive emperor only had two attitudes towards people: towards the weak, he wouldn't even bother to look at them; but when he clenched his fists, it was equivalent to acknowledging that the other party was qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as himself, and had stirred up a fierce desire for battle!

  In Caesar's heart, fists represent respect!

  What about yourself? Avoid it? Or take this punch head-on?

  Ye Huan gritted his teeth, he understood that by avoiding this punch, he could hide his strength, accumulate momentum for a big move, and make Caesar unable to understand his depth, gaining the upper hand in the final battle. However, there was always a voice in his heart forcing him to try, even if his strength wasn't as good as Caesar's, but his fighting spirit absolutely couldn't lose to him!

  "Ah..." Ye Huan made a decision in an instant, stretching out his right fist. "This year's Martial Arts Tournament, I hope to meet you in the first round!"

  A burst of cold air sucked in under He Lie Shan!

  Faced with Caesar's apocalyptic fist, Ye Huan responded with the most direct punch. Isn't he afraid of replaying that scene from three years ago and having his heart blown up by Caesar again?

  Amidst the anticipation of the masses, the fists of two people collided together.

  Not disappointing, Caesar's punch indeed contained his world-renowned Extinction Fist. At first, it was calm and peaceful, as if he was just casually waving his hand. However, when the distance between his fist and Ye Huan's face was less than three to five centimeters, a violent aura suddenly burst forth, and the air within a hundred steps in all directions was also suddenly compressed. The air that faced the punch wind had already been compressed into a vacuum state!

  Some people had already closed their eyes in disappointment, but soon they opened them again under a strong impact, staring blankly!

  Ye Huan's counterattack with a single punch looked ordinary, but just as it was about to make contact with Caesar's fist, its speed suddenly exceeded the naked eye. A sudden burst of power, a direct confrontation with Caesar's fist, that powerful shockwave, was none other than the gust of wind brought by Ye Huan, the power of Wind Wing!

  Bang!

  Fists and metal gauntlets collided, Caesar's expression didn't change, Ye Huan continuously retreated several big steps, then stiffened his waist, smiled slightly, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

  Really!?

  Three years later, Ye Huan, who had his heart exploded by Caesar's punch that year, actually took a direct hit from Caesar's Extinction Fist!?! Although he was struggling, although it was clear he wasn't Caesar's match, but...he really withstood it?!

  A few seconds later, a smile appeared on Caesar's face. "Compared to three years ago, you're more interesting to me now! In the first round, I also hope to meet you!"

  ……

  "Second Master, what does this mean?" After the two people calmly parted ways, a small book boy asked in confusion among the crowd: "They met in the first round, and two tigers are competing with each other. One of them will definitely be eliminated and return home with the shame of not even passing the first round!"

  The sunny black-haired youth smiled thoughtfully, "But in the first round of encounters, they won't fight to the death with me, and can face each other in their best state. Hehe, indeed the peerless duo of the Heavenly Father's teachings, my most respected opponent, Lie Tianyang!"

  Elsewhere, several sword-carrying maidservants were also asking their mistress, "Three years later, Ye Huan actually became so powerful that he directly withstood Caesar's Extinction Fist and was still able to stand up afterwards!?"

  "Downwind?" The elegant girl stared at Caesar's back.

  "Yes! After the punch, Caesar's fist didn't move, Ye Huan retreated several steps back, with fresh blood at the corner of his mouth. Obviously, Caesar had the upper hand!"

  The girl smiled but didn't answer, only softly saying: "Let Liu Feng and Cang go first, I don't want to meet these two people in the first round, although...I really want to let them witness my life or death struggle!"

  "Xuan Ba!"

  A crisp voice sounded from another place, "Do you have confidence in such a Caesar?"

  He replied with a straight face, "I'd rather take Ye Huan's measure!"

  "Why? Just now Ye Huan was clearly at a disadvantage!"

  A young man carrying a pair of giant hammers, even bigger than war drums, grinned and said, "But Ye Huan has six knife wounds on his wrist. I've only seen such injuries on my second uncle! And at the moment Caesar spoke up, his first reaction was to grip the knife handle!"

  "Xuan Ba, you know sister's martial arts skills are no good, just say it straight out, what does the knife wound on Ye Huan's wrist represent?"

  "That means, Ye Huan's true weapon is the Three-Day Moon sword at his waist!" The Double-Hammer youth licked his lips greedily, like a glutton, "Kaiser's Extinction Fist may have had the upper hand, but Ye Huan hasn't drawn his sword yet!"

  ……

  A dull encounter, I don't know how many people's thoughts were stirred up, but at this time Ye Huan didn't have the mood to care about them anymore, because after being punched by Caesar, his Wind Wing had actually grown a long section.

  The king has returned, and it's indeed a big sensation!

  And what made Ye Huan's heart full of joy was that this was a big windfall earned through life-and-death struggles and genuine skills, without any fake moves! Although it was still not as good as Caesar's, he really took down a move from the Extinction Fist!

  Continue registration.

  The priest's attitude was completely different, he glanced at Ye Huan, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and even stood up to give Jiggs a seat. "Lord Jiggs, I apologize for my earlier offense. This year, your East Lin is aiming for the robe of honor, isn't it?"

  Jiggs' face was beaming with oil, "That's right, and I'm telling you, Donglin is not just a single Ye Huan, Lu Xiu has arrived, and Oda Kiyoshi is also here!"

  "God bless the knight, young Master Oda!?" The priest smiled like a dandelion flower. "So, sir, you're already on the side of Archbishop Oda? Ah, forgive me, forgive me... Who's the tactics teacher for Tōrin?"

  According to the rules of the martial arts tournament, each team must have at least five people, and there must also be a tactical instructor for on-site command.

  Jiggs became even more complacent, "Who is my bodyguard, everyone in the Heavenly Father's teachings knows, Donglin's tactical advisor, of course, it's Wu Zuo..."

  "Excuse me, Principal Giggles!"

  Before he could finish speaking, a humble voice came from beside him, "Are you thinking of letting Wu Zuo serve as Dong Lin's tactical advisor?"

  A woman in her forties, dressed in the white robe of a bishop of the Heavenly Father Church, with a face that still retained some charm, but her narrow eyes always gave people a feeling of being stared at by a venomous snake.

  "Archbishop Terrell!"

  Jiggs' chubby face stiffened with every piece of fat, and he secretly cried out in his heart that something was wrong!

  The Heavenly Father Church has 23,000 spirits and split into 23,000 branches, so the intensity of internal struggle can be imagined: He Jigges is standing on the side of Toyotomi Genyi, mainly believing in the plague god and guardian angel, while this Terry is a self-made faction, believing in the goddess of fate!

  And just like Oda Gen supported Tōrin in the shadows, Terrell supports another God's Academy, Blue Star!

  It was the Blue Star Academy that vowed to bathe Donglin in blood back then, only to be beaten by another Ye Huan until their pants were wet!

  "Ah, it's Uzo, what's wrong?" Jiggs asked in a series of bitter melon-like sounds.

  "Principal Jiggs, this time Donglin is strong and powerful, under the leadership of Wu Zhuo, this quasi-saint, their achievements will surely shock the mainland!" Terryl's slender eyes swept over several team members, still smiling humbly. "But unfortunately, I have to tell you, Wu Zhuo, that you can't climb Mount He Lie!"

  "What for?" Gidgets was shocked and lost his color.

  Not letting Wu Zuo go up the mountain is like in a football match, before it even starts, the home team's head coach is penalized and kicked out of the field, what's the point of playing then?!