“Boom!”

Su Xiaomu channeled spiritual energy into her fingers and viciously stabbed at the spot right between Lao Tie’s two buttock halves.

“Ahhhh—”

An indescribable pain echoed throughout the martial arts arena.

“Hiss!”

Numerous martial artists sucked in cold breaths. Their indescribable parts immediately tightened upward, their spines went cold, and their scalps went numb.

The human body has many fatal weak points, such as the Baihui acupoint or the temples.

In a high-martial world like Xingyun Continent, if one suffered a heavy blow to these points, even if not dying on the spot, it would bring tremendous damage.

Like Li Fei earlier.

One kick to Sun Ye’s temple—though it didn’t kill him on the spot, it left him dizzy and staggering backward, creating an opportunity for the Iron Bones Shadowless Kick to be deployed.

The Baihui acupoint and temples were exposed on the outside. Wutu with spiritual energy could provide some protection.

The indescribable area in the middle of the buttocks was the most vulnerable acupoint.

If this suffered a surprise attack, it would definitely be extremely painful. If one condensed extremely powerful spiritual energy and stabbed through, it would make life unbearable!

“Ahhhh—”

Lao Tie clutched his buttocks, hopping and jumping around the martial arts arena, his expression contorted to the extreme.

Just from the expression alone, one could understand what kind of pain it was.

“Shameless!”

“Vulgar tactics!”

The Alliance leaders angrily condemned in succession.

Using fingers to stab such an indescribable area was truly despicable. Anyone with even a shred of dignity in the martial world would never use such a move.

Jun Changxiao thought to himself, “A bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites.”

Though the disciple’s method was a bit underhanded, as long as it defeated the opponent and achieved victory, that was enough.

Moreover, the opportunity was created by him himself—it wasn’t like he used dirty tricks from the very start.

If anyone was to blame, blame that kid for not protecting his buttocks well and exposing such a huge opening.

Judging from this mentality, Su Xiaomu’s “chrysanthemum withers, ground full of wounds” technique was definitely taught by him.

Lao Tie was still clutching his buttocks and jumping wildly around the arena, tears streaming down his face.

Clearly, it really, really hurt!

“Swish!”

Su Xiaomu charged forward in a flash, her body leaping into the air, her right foot sweeping across fiercely.

In terms of cultivation and leg power, her strength far surpassed Li Fei’s. Her opponent was also in pain and had formed no defense at all, so she struck with perfect precision at the temple on the left side of his face.

During that period of closed-door cultivation, Jun Changxiao must have taught them this. Otherwise, they couldn’t possibly strike at vital acupoints right away!

“Boom—”

Lao Tie, clutching his buttocks, became dizzy and was launched into the air like a cannonball, landing directly several dozen meters outside the martial arts arena.

Iron Bones Sect wins another round!

“…”

The various faction leaders and martial artists’ mouths twitched.

Haoran Gate’s first loss could still be described as carelessness. The second match involved suppression through strength and martial techniques. This third match looked very easy.

In normal sparring, the early matches were appetizers, getting more exciting as they progressed. Why did it feel like it was getting easier and easier!

Qin Haoran was so angry his teeth were chattering.

In his thinking, Iron Bones Sect could win at most one match. If disciples were deployed incorrectly, they might very well get completely shut out.

The result—all three matches lost. What face remained!

Jun Changxiao said, “Alliance Leader Qin, are you deliberately going easy, sending up a bunch of small fry?”

These words were like a sharp sword, viciously stabbing into Qin Haoran’s heart, causing his expression to become slightly twisted.

Detestable fellow!

It’s only the third match. As long as we win the next four matches consecutively, you’ll still have to work as a lowly servant in the stables like a dog!

Alliance Leader Qin no longer cared about being shut out. As long as he took the remaining matches, as long as he won, he could still trample Jun Changxiao’s dignity.

“Hu Zheng, take the stage.”

“Yes.”

The core disciple named Hu Zheng stepped forward.

He was a core disciple with superior-grade spiritual roots, his strength at peak Wutu!

Qin Haoran didn’t send up a ninth-grade Wutu disciple with middle-grade spiritual roots because he absolutely had to take this match to boost morale.

After some consideration, Jun Changxiao said, “Zuiji, go ahead.”

“Hah!”

Xiao Zuiji clenched his fists tightly. The muscles exposed on the outside immediately strengthened, becoming solid and firm. Then he strode toward the central area of the martial arts arena.

Wang Donglin frowned and said, “This one’s body strength is probably quite a bit stronger than the previous three disciples.”

Looking at Xiao Zuiji, Ai Shangni slapped his forehead, suddenly understanding and thinking to himself, “No wonder this one could win the sect competition championship—it must also be due to taking Body Forging Pills!”

…

“Haoran Gate, Hu Zheng.”

“Iron Bones Sect, Xiao Zuiji.”

After the two reported their names, the sparring began accordingly.

The disciple named Hu Zheng released his spiritual energy fully and immediately executed a fist technique. Not only did it stir up wind and waves, but hissing sounds could be heard.

“Haoran Gate’s exclusive martial technique, middle-grade high-tier Wind Thunder Fist!”

“A middle-grade martial technique, when executed by a peak Wutu, the power will definitely break through twenty thousand jin with ease!”

“If that Iron Bones Sect disciple gets hit, the result…”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before the words were finished, fists like a violent storm had already bombarded forward.

However, Xiao Zuiji stood in place unmoved, both hands spread open, receiving all the fist shadows from every angle.

Such grace!

The various faction leaders watching felt a bit dizzy.

Peak Wutu Hu Zheng was executing a middle-grade high-tier martial technique with power definitely at twenty thousand jin. Even if you block it, bearing such tremendous force, you should at least retreat a few steps, right?

Someone did retreat!

However, it was the Haoran Gate disciple!

Because when his opponent made his move, Xiao Zuiji swung his arm across, directly striking him and sending him staggering backward several steps!

This strike was quite powerful, definitely above eighteen thousand jin.

“Swish!”

Xiao Zuiji stepped forward, channeling spiritual energy into his right arm that had been tempered a thousand times, then swung it across again.

Hu Zheng, having just steadied himself, hurriedly raised both arms to block. But with a loud “boom,” he was directly hammered backward staggering once more.

This…

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Just how strong was that kid’s body cultivation to be able to, with direct frontal attacks, pound a peak Wutu into such a miserable state!

“Incredible!” Wang Donglin exclaimed in admiration.

He had truly never seen a Wutu who could refine their body strength to such a terrifying level.

Seeing his disciple being pounded until he could barely stand steady, Qin Haoran’s eyes bulged with fury.

This battle was too critical.

If his disciple got pounded dizzy and lost the match, then Haoran Gate would be defeated!

Defeated was one thing, but there were stakes involved.

In front of so many people, as the master of a sect, as the Alliance Leader, he himself would have to…

Qin Haoran didn’t dare think further. Disregarding his status, as if losing all rationality, he roared at Hu Zheng, “Steady yourself, counterattack, counterattack!”

“…”

The various faction leaders fell silent.

They could completely understand Alliance Leader Qin’s emotional breakdown.

After all, if this disciple was defeated again, he would have to go clean latrines at Iron Bones Sect!

“Zuiji.”

Jun Changxiao folded his arms and said coolly, “Pound him with all your might for this Seat!”

Xiao Zuiji received the order and channeled all his spiritual energy into both arms, suddenly swinging them and bombarding toward Hu Zheng who had just steadied himself.

That power, that force could only be described as fierce!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Under Xiao Zuiji’s violent bombardment with arms like massive iron pillars, Hu Zheng was like a boxer on the losing end in a boxing ring, able only to bend over and use both arms to protect his head as much as possible.

A boxing ring still had ropes to prevent retreat.

The martial arts arena had none, so Hu Zheng was pounded dizzy and staggering backward step by step.

Qin Haoran roared furiously, “Dodge, counterattack…”

Hu Zheng, being bombarded, suddenly felt the world spinning. His ears gradually lost their hearing. The Sect Master’s near-frenzied angry shouts weakened until they completely vanished.

“Thud!”

Finally, he collapsed to the ground clutching his head. The blue sky seemed to be spinning infinitely, and his soul seemed to drift out from his body.

“Pff!” Seeing his disciple fallen outside the martial arts arena, Qin Haoran clutched his chest. A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his expression twisted to the extreme.