The piercing sound of a long whistle drew closer from afar, and before everyone could figure out what was happening, there was a loud bang as the inn's door and the thick cotton curtain shattered together.

A black figure holding a spear stood steadily at the doorway, and the whistling sound that had cut through the air came to an abrupt halt.

He stopped, but the surging impact he brought was like a flood, sweeping out the hall's tables, chairs, cups, dishes, and all the diners and drinkers.

A chaotic crashing sound ensued, breaking tables and chairs, shattering cups and plates, and many guests were piled up in the corner against the wall.

Winters in Mingjing are very cold, and the north wall of the inn's hall is quite thick, which is why it stopped everyone and everything.

However, because the wall was so solid, nearly a hundred guests in the hall were smashed together, and many unlucky ones had their bones directly broken. Some even fainted from the crash.

Now, only seven people were still standing in the hall: Gao Xuan, Ye Jinxiu, Ye Mingxia, Tie Yuan, Feng Zhengyuan, and his two friends.

But Ye Mingxia had already retreated far away with Ye Jinxiu. She didn't want to get involved in this level of conflict.

Feng Zhengyuan and his two friends also retreated inside, not wanting to have a direct confrontation with Chen Siping, moving straight to the back.

Standing in the forefront were Gao Xuan and Tie Yuan.

Tie Yuan shivered at the sight of Chen Siping's domineering entrance. The usually taciturn Master always swept in with an overwhelming presence when he showed his power.

No wonder he mastered the East Mountain Spear, achieving the spear intent of "supremacy" to the bone.

Tie Yuan was pressured by Chen Siping's spear's supreme dominance, his legs trembling a bit. But he prided himself on being a hero of great chivalry.

Now, he couldn't just abandon his friends.

Tie Yuan secretly swallowed his saliva and said to Chen Siping, "Master Chen, Gao Xuan is my friend. Regarding the Flying Tiger incident, he wasn't at fault. If you have any issues, talk to me."

Chen Siping let out a faint smile, "Can you handle it?"

The words were harsh, and in front of so many people, Tie Yuan felt quite embarrassed. He was not pleased, "Master Chen, I've made myself clear."

"Alright, for Tie Yue's sake, if you can take one strike from me, this matter will be settled."

Chen Siping was not one for many words. Since Tie Yuan wanted to stand up for his friend, he needed to prove his capability.

Tie Yuan hardened his heart and bowed to Chen Siping, "Please. Master, grant me your instruction."

He paused and emphasized, "My apologies, Master, I left in a hurry and didn't bring my spear."

"No problem."

Chen Siping said as he stepped forward, taking one step to reach Tie Yuan, his left hand thrusting like a spear, punching straight at Tie Yuan.

Indeed a true disciple, Tie Yuan trained in the Central Mountain Spear, which is upright and pure with thirty-six variations. It is the world's top spear technique.

Though Tie Yuan's cultivation was far inferior to Chen Siping, he had practiced the Central Mountain Spear to its essence. Knowing he couldn't take the punch head-on, he moved and blocked with his fists, using two simple defensive moves from the spear technique.

His left arm moved like a mountain's depth, the right arm blocked as lofty as a peak.

Using his arms as a spear, there were intricate subtleties. Gao Xuan inwardly complimented Tie Yuan's impressive spear skills, though his personality was somewhat reckless.

Unfortunately, facing Chen Siping, a Martial Arts Grandmaster, Tie Yuan's martial arts were evidently lacking by a great margin.

Chen Siping's left punch accelerated straight through, piercing through Tie Yuan's move and block easily, landing directly on Tie Yuan's chest.

Tie Yuan flew backward like an arrow off the string, crashing into the north wall.

The more than a foot thick brick wall was pierced through by Tie Yuan, creating a large hole over a meter in diameter, and Tie Yuan was sent flying who knows where.

This was Chen Siping showing mercy, merely giving Tie Yuan a lesson. Otherwise, that punch would have penetrated Tie Yuan, shattering his internal organs, leaving no room for him to retreat and dissipate the force.

Chen Siping's punch not only gravely injured Tie Yuan but also scared Ye Mingxia, Feng Zhengyuan, and others. They knew Chen Siping was formidable, but only after seeing him in action did they realize how strong he was.

That punch was like a divine spear thrust, the intense Qi Blood Power akin to a blazing mountain, thick, majestic yet fiercely aggressive.

Ye Jinxiu was full of despair; this old man who appeared suddenly was too powerful. Although tightly gripping the Flowing Light Sword, her Divine Soul seemed about to be scorched away by the flames, unable to perform any magic. Even her meager Qi Blood Power was utterly suppressed by him.

If it weren't for Ye Mingxia's protection, she would have collapsed to the ground by now.

Only by facing it in person did Ye Jinxiu realize how terrifying a Martial Arts Grandmaster was.

Ye Mingxia clutched Ye Jinxiu's hand tightly, feeling equally scared. As someone skilled in magic, facing an enraged Martial Arts Grandmaster so closely was greatly pressuring.

Chen Siping did not even need a spear; just a loud shout, and under the Martial Arts Divine Intent's stimulation, he could destroy her Divine Soul with his Qi Blood Power.

The fact that Ye Mingxia could barely stand already showed her profound cultivation. She had to focus entirely on restraining her own niece, preventing Ye Jinxiu from acting recklessly.

With Ye Jinxiu's weak cultivation, a mere breath from Chen Siping would finish her. Yet, Ye Jinxiu foolishly thought of intervening, not knowing how to write the word "death."

Feng Zhengyuan and his friends remained somewhat calm, being people of the Wind Sect. As strong as Chen Siping was, he wouldn't casually kill them.

But Chen Siping's Martial Arts Divine Intent was too strong. Just witnessing the confrontation from the side was immensely pressuring.

Unexpectedly, Gao Xuan demonstrated a deep, restrained, and perfectly unified Qi Blood, facing Chen Siping's fiery, mountainous Martial Arts Divine Intent with surprising ease.