n white light, powerful dragon power erupted from his body, forming a very intense energy wave that sent the three flying apart.Under such serious injuries, Scattered was still using dragon power, cau...Chapter 50: Ambushed

Schen took the stage in a relaxed manner, without being anxious despite his opponents being four adults. This calmness and confidence were admirable.

The four men standing on the stage with Shen were all in their twenties, but they were shorter and less sturdy than him. They appeared to be somewhat stronger than Shen in terms of physical build.

Cen Youlan watched the stage intently, scrutinizing Shen with her cold and beautiful eyes. She tried to read him but was completely oblivious, unable to sense any presence coming from Shen.

"Begin!"

As soon as the words fell, the four men rushed towards Shen at incredible speeds, each throwing a punch. The power of their punches and the condensed qi were evident as they struck Shen's body, creating a wave that unleashed fierce winds, causing the entire arena to shake. The impact was so severe that it seemed like a landslide. Everyone's hearts skipped a beat as they watched the four terrifying punches collide with one target.

But Shen stood firm and unruffled, receiving their attacks without a single wrinkle on his forehead. This spectacle led to the entire crowd falling silent, everyone staring in shock and disbelief.

Cen Youlan's brows furrowed as she stared at Shen, her mature and aloof face displaying surprise. Even she would struggle to survive such a simultaneous assault of four punches, let alone someone without qi defense, as Shen did.

Schen's lack of qi use was particularly impressive. As he advanced to the 8th level of Mortal Martial Realm, his body strengthened by cultivation in the Immortal Demon Paradise was even more formidable. Attacks from a sixth-level Mortal Martial Realm were barely felt by him.

The most astonishing reactions came from the four attackers, as their terrifying blow had no effect on Shen, leaving them questioning their own strength. It was unbelievable that a mere physical body could withstand their attacks.

Schen's eyes narrowed, and an invisible aura of killing spread around him. The four individuals felt a chill throughout their bodies, as though they were descending into a hell of slaughter. To them, Shen seemed like the god of killing who could easily slay them.

Schen's question, "Will you go down or will I make sure to knock you out" sent a chill down their spines. This was the killing intent he cultivated in White Tiger Divine Skill, causing psychological pressure on others.

Upon hearing Shen's words, the four individuals fled as quickly as they could. Under the terrifying aura of killing that Shen exuded, their spirits were shattered long before realizing there was no chance for resistance.

Schen didn't initiate any action until then, scaring away the four men and advancing to the quarterfinals. This outcome took everyone by surprise, increasing the pressure on those who moved into the top eight. Facing a monster like Shen made their chances of winning slimmer.

The next round was to determine the four contenders for the tournament, and it happened within the Yi family without any objections from Shen. He didn't care who he faced, and any manipulation by the Yi family had no impact on him.

Schen's opponent was a member of the Yi family, likely Yi Tianhua's brother named Yi Cong, also at the sixth level of Mortal Martial Realm.

Schen was surprised by this development, guessing that things weren't as simple. He knew the Yi family was well aware of his strength and deliberately arranged for their members to fight him, likely due to some hidden issue.

Most Yi family disciples were engaged in cultivating medicinal plants or learning alchemy techniques, lagging behind others in terms of initial strength. Yi Tianhua could cultivate medicinal recipes and had decent cultivation, but with his current disappearance, there were no outstanding talents to show from the Yi family.

The strength of the Yi family mainly relied on medicinal potions to form alliances with other families and attract a large number of martial artists to join their ranks.

Schen was the last match, and since there were only two matches scheduled for tomorrow morning and afternoon without his participation, he stayed back to refine himself better.

Two days passed. After lunch, Shen headed towards the Yi family. Although he didn't watch yesterday's and today's morning matches, he was aware of the final winner—a match between the prince and Cen Youlan who would face off tomorrow morning.

"I should watch this match between the prince and General Yi's daughter, it's quite interesting. I'll come tomorrow to watch," Shen thought for himself as he walked onto the stage, awaiting Yi Cong's arrival.

In Nanwu Kingdom, despite numerous martial arts families, there were still military forces due to the frequent attacks from barbarians at the borders.

Most people believed Shen would win against Yi Cong, but they were curious about why the Yi family would make him fight. This was a losing battle for them.

"I deserve this kind of treatment, Yi Cong. I hope Senior Shen will be merciful," said Yi Cong with a smile as he approached Shen.

Yi Cong resembled Yi Tianhua slightly, carrying an air of arrogance in his expression. However, he appeared more solemn than Yi Tianhua.

Shen didn't expect the Yi family members to be courteous towards him, but he replied with a smile of his own, "Let's spar then."

As they moved away from each other.

"Begin!"

Schen suddenly detected a sinister and cunning gaze from Yi Cong's eyes. His heart raced as he realized something was amiss.

Yi Cong launched his attack immediately, taking a step forward and throwing flaming punches. The heat emanating from the punches was evident as they collided with Shen's body, unleashing a thick and robust qi.

When the punches fell, Shen dodged instantly. But in that moment, his body weakened, unable to exert any strength or qi control, leaving him astonished and fearful.

Yi Cong's face twisted into a sinister expression as he said, "Schen Xiang, you're done." As he spoke, Yi Cong's fiery punches rained down on Shen's body, raining blows that were relentless and furious. Within moments, Shen's upper body and head were pummeled by the explosive punches.

"This bastard, he's actually at the seventh level of Mortal Martial Realm!" Shen was surprised by Yi Cong's hidden strength. What infuriated him the most was that Yi Cong used underhanded tactics, preventing him from using his qi and leaving him powerless.

Schen's body was formidable. Despite being struck by a powerful punch from the seventh level of Mortal Martial Realm, he was not severely injured. This made Yi Cong's heart race in fear.

"Did you spit out colorless and odorless poison from your mouth, numbing my meridians and preventing the qi from flowing through them" Shen whispered, staring at Yi Cong with his clear and calm eyes.

Yi Cong didn't expect Shen to detect his methods so quickly but remained silent, continuing his relentless attacks on Shen.d after being absorbed by the fire, the flames became more intense. The fire’s momentum was as high as a hundred feet tall, and even when the flying fiend beasts were not inside the fire, they kept fa...