C68 Grandmaster Fear
Within the manor, Ong looked indifferently at Pang-Cong Peak.
"You four Grandmasters, why don't we attack together!"
These words caused Pang Cong Feng and the other three Martial Grandmasters to fly into a rage.
"Ong, you dare to be so arrogant!?"
"Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue in a match of four?"
"Amitabha, benefactor, let's first win this round!"
Pang Cong Feng was so angry that he laughed instead. His eyes widened, "Ong, are all the experts of the King Tai Sect as arrogant as you? Those who don't know would think that you are a Grandmaster!"
Ong smiled coldly. His eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at Pang Cong Feng.
Pang Cong Feng flew into a rage. In an instant, golden Stellar Energy surged from his body.
Boom!
The surrounding winds howled, and many people couldn't help but retreat in shock.
The might of a Grandmaster was like a huge mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts.
"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"
Pang Cong Feng shouted. With a leap, he was like a wild lion rampaging through the wilderness.
The name of the furious lion was well deserved!
When the two claws crossed each other, they attacked Ong.
Ong looked at Pang Cong Peak, not moving at all.
"Could it be that the people from the ocean are scared silly!?"
"He's standing there without moving. Is he a grandmaster? Trying to use his body to resist Grandmaster Pang's Stellar Energy?"
"Grandmaster Pang, kill this overseas expert and show off in the martial arts world of Jiangnan!"
Just as Pang Cong Peak approached, Ong finally moved. His body turned into an afterimage, and in the next instant, the two of them crossed paths.
Ong thrust his hand forward, his five fingers pressed together. It could be seen that at the tip of his finger, there was a streak of bright red blood that was glaring.
Behind Ong, Pang Cong Feng's body froze. There was a trace of fear and disbelief on his face.
In the next instant, the Stellar Energy on his body dissipated like smoke, and his body went limp as he knelt on the ground.
There was a wound on his throat, and blood burst out from it.
"What!?"
The three Martial Grandmasters' bodies trembled, and their faces were filled with shock.
The smiles on many people's faces froze in the entire Martial Arts Exchange Meeting, while the smiles on many people's faces turned deathly pale.
Only Ong stood proudly on the spot.
In just an instant, the famous Raging Lion Pang Cong Yun had died at the hands of the overseas Grandmasters.
This result was like a clap of thunder, exploding in the ears of all the martial artists of the aristocratic families.
Cao Binhai's face turned even paler. "Grandmasters died in an instant?!"
In the eyes of ordinary people, a Grandmaster was already an unbelievable existence.
Even in the aristocratic families, the energy of a Grandmaster was extremely powerful. But now, it had disappeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.
This was too terrifying!
Yun Moxuan took a deep breath. When he heard Chen Yi's words, he knew that Pang Junfeng had lost. He had never thought that Pang Junfeng would lose so badly, or even lose his life.
Yun Mobing's expression gradually turned solemn. Pang Junfeng's death was a disgrace to the martial arts world of Jiangnan. It was also a slap to the face of the Jiang family and even the entire Huaxia.
Chen Xinwu's face was even paler. She was so scared that her delicate body trembled. A master had fallen just like that.
In her eyes, a high and mighty figure was now also so weak.
If that was the case, what was the point of cultivating this martial art?
"Ong!"
Suddenly, an angry shout was like a clap of thunder, and one could see that the face of the eminent monk Pude was flushed red, as if he was extremely furious.
Ong raised his eyes and indifferently looked at the monk Pude, "Can the three of you attack together?"
Pude put his palms together and crossed his legs. Every step he took left a clear footprint on the ground.
When he arrived in front of Ong, eminent monk Pude's hands turned into palms and slapped forward.
It could be seen that the skin of High Monk Pude had turned bronze.
"Buddhist Bronze Body!"
Ong smiled. "It's quite interesting."
As he spoke, Ong struck out both palms at the same time, colliding with the hands of eminent monk Pude.
Boom!
It was as if a huge rock had collided. A violent storm swept out in all directions. The terrifying wind pressure even caused many people to cover their faces and retreat.
"My God, this is too terrifying!"
Cao Binhai cried out in shock. How could this be a person? Even if the two cars collided, there might not be such a commotion.
On Ong's arms, there were traces of purple patterns interweaving. Senior Monk Pude's body was trembling continuously. Suddenly, there was another loud explosion.
The body of the eminent monk Pude rose faintly from the ground and flew backwards.
However, Ong's face revealed a masochistic smile. "It's just a bronze body. If you can cultivate the Buddha Golden Body, you might be able to fight me!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Ong's figure had already disappeared. His body seemed to have turned into a shadow. Ordinary people's eyes could not even catch up to Ong's figure.
Under the furious gaze of the eminent monk Pude, Ong had appeared on his body, and his fists were like a rainstorm.
Bang, bang, bang...
The eminent monk Pude only had enough time to cross his arms, forcefully withstanding Ong's storm-like fists.
When his body landed, Ong's body also landed two meters away from him. The purple-red patterns on his body gradually disappeared.
When everyone looked over, they could see numerous fist marks on eminent monk Pude's body. There were obvious fist marks, some fist marks, and some were even an inch deep.
The body of the eminent monk Pude was faintly trembling. Blood continuously flowed out from his seven apertures.
Suddenly, the eminent monk Pude spat out a fountain of blood. There were even fragments of his internal organs.
"His bones, bones, and internal organs have all been smashed!"
"There's no hope!"
Chen Yi said plainly. These words made Yun Mobing and Yun Moxuan involuntarily suck in a breath of cold air.
Dead?
Two Grandmasters died just like that!?
Oh my god!
Even they found it unbelievable. This was a Martial Grandmaster, an existence whose name shook the entire world. Two of them had died just like that. It had not even been five minutes.
Even Wu Zhan and Ma Wan Yuan's faces turned pale.
The anger in their eyes had long vanished into thin air. In its place was a look of fear.
Ong's strength was too terrifying. Even they could see the outcome.
If they became enemies, they would die!
This was the Grandmaster of King Tai Sect. No wonder Ong dared to enter Jiangnan alone and challenge the Grandmaster of Jiangnan.
Ong saw the fear of the remaining two Grandmasters and shook his head slightly, "The martial arts of China is only so-so!"
Apart from disdain, there was also a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
At this moment, an extremely cold and arrogant voice sounded, "You only killed two pieces of trash. What guts do you have to look down on the martial arts of China?"
"They are worthy to replace China?"
"With just you, you dare to speak wildly here?"
This voice attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a person sitting cross-legged on a willow tree at an unknown time. His six feet body did not make the willow branch lower by even a little.
It was as if his body was as light as a feather.
Ordinary people might not be able to see the shocking part, but Ong, Ma Wan Yuan, and Wu Zhan could not help but narrow their eyes.
"Lift as light as a feather!"
Hiss!
Only they knew how difficult it was to do this.
A brilliant glow flickered within Ong's eyes as he coldly asked, "Who are you?"
Ye Loongyue was coiled on a willow tree as he looked down at Ong. "Nan Yue, Ye Loongyue!"
Ye Loongyue!0
This name made many of the young disciples of the Jiang Nan family look confused.
"Who is Ye Loongyue? "Is he very strong?" Chen Xinwu murmured.
Even the two Grandmasters were killed by Ong so easily. How could this Ye Loongyue defeat the overseas Grandmaster?
"Ye Loongyue!?" Yun Mobing's expression changed.
Cao Binhai, who was at the side, suddenly cried out, "The number one master in Nyue, Ye Loongyue?!"
Many people looked at Cao Binhai. Cao Binhai came back to his senses and took a deep breath. "The number one disciple of Southern Mountain's Zhu Ling martial grandmaster, Ye Loongyue!"
"According to the rumors, he entered the Martial Grandmaster realm at the age of seven, entered the Martial Grandmaster realm at the age of thirty-eight, and has entered the Martial Grandmaster realm at the age of forty-eight. He has already entered the Martial Grandmaster realm for ten years!"
"In fact, rumors have it that he entered the Grandmaster level at the age of forty-eight! Ye Loongyue was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Martial Grandmaster!
He was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Martial Grandmaster!?
A martial grandmaster at the late stage of the Spirit Qi Realm!?
In the martial arts exchange meet, an uproar instantly broke out.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, "That's right, this is Grandmaster Ye!"
Yu Mengzi slowly walked out from the crowd. She had a charming smile on her face, "This person will have to trouble Grandmaster Ye!"
Ye Loongyue smiled proudly. "A mere Grandmaster from overseas dares to act tough in Jiangnan?"
"Since I have met him, how can I ignore him?"
As he spoke, Ye Loongyue stood up, lightly tapped his feet, and landed on the ground.
He placed one hand behind his back and raised the other. "Let's do it!"
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