CHAPTER 1169: CHAPTER 1169: OUTMATCHED! (SECOND UPDATE)

Liu Hu’s aura brought a hint of surprise to Ye Qiu’s face.

In Ye Qiu’s understanding, Liu Hu’s strength hadn’t reached the True Qi level before. Now, the aura emitted by Liu Hu had already reached the peak of the True Qi realm.

Compared to Ye Qiu, this progress may be considered slow, but let’s not forget, Liu Hu is different from Ye Qiu; he’s just a regular martial artist without as many opportunities as Ye Qiu. Reaching this point is truly not easy for him.

In the mundane world, to reach this level of strength is considered a master, and even within the martial arts world, those at the True Qi realm are few. Moreover, Liu Hu’s strength has reached the peak of the True Qi realm, no weaker than Bai Xiong back then, and perhaps even stronger.

"I didn’t expect his progress to be this significant," Ye Qiu sighed, then helped Meng Chong up, "Brother Meng, take this."

With a wave of his hand, Ye Qiu understood Meng Chong’s condition entirely. The young man in the ring had not held back; just the ribs alone were broken in three places, and there were many bruises on his internal organs.

"What is this?" Meng Chong looked at the black pill, hesitated for a moment, but quickly swallowed it because he believed Ye Qiu wouldn’t harm him.

Indeed, once the pill reached his abdomen, Meng Chong immediately felt a surge of energy spreading from the Dantian throughout his body. He could clearly sense the power of the pill rapidly healing his internal injuries, his complexion instantly becoming rosy.

"Thank you, Brother Ye," Meng Chong expressed gratitude, knowing the vast gap between himself and Ye Qiu, who had now become a top-tier master. What Ye Qiu offered wouldn’t be something simple.

"Brother Meng, do you know that person’s identity?" Ye Qiu was quite surprised by Meng Chong’s injuries, after all, Meng Chong’s strength was not weak. He had once assisted Ye Qiu in defeating a strong enemy from Japan.

Meng Chong shook his head, "Unfamiliar face, just didn’t expect him to attack without warning."

However, Meng Chong added that this young man was very strong, his punches were formidable, he couldn’t withstand a few blows before being knocked down.

"Brother Ye, I’m afraid Liu Hu isn’t his match, if..." Meng Chong was saying when Ye Qiu interjected, "Brother Meng, don’t worry, I’m here, I won’t let this person act recklessly."

Then, their gaze turned to the ring, where Liu Hu was wildly attacking, like a mad dragon. The whole platform was his battlefield.

Yet the opponent did not retaliate, continuously evading.

Ye Qiu squinted his eyes; Liu Hu was strong, but by his estimation, probably no match for the opponent.

This young man wasn’t tall, his appearance average, but his skills were extraordinary. What Ye Qiu noticed was the playful glint in his eyes as though he was amusedly eyeing prey, all while evading.

Is he assessing?

Ye Qiu’s heart stirred, increasingly feeling that this young man was no ordinary character. His spiritual power moved, intending to probe the young man’s strength.

Wisps of intangible spiritual power swiftly approached the youth, quickly revealing his strength to Ye Qiu.

Mythic realm aura.

"A mythic martial artist under thirty..." Ye Qiu showed a thoughtful expression. Since when has it become so easy to encounter a mythic martial artist in the mundane world? Although the youth continually kept his skills hidden and didn’t reveal the mythic aura, what realm was Ye Qiu? A master of the Human King realm, even capable of fighting above his level; before him, no matter how well the youth was hiding, Ye Qiu saw through him clearly.

"No rush to make a move, let’s see how far Liu Hu can fight him," Ye Qiu pondered without immediately intervening; he wanted to see what methods the youth had, to verify his guess.

Ye Qiu suspected that this young man might very well be someone like the young master he killed before, who had slumbered from ancient times to now.

The ring was filled with fierce winds, Liu Hu was known as a lone wolf. What does a lone wolf mean? Even alone, he can make the opponent suffer.

Liu Hu attacked swiftly and viciously. Probably because the young man had injured Meng Chong, Liu Hu wanted to teach him a harsh lesson, making his every move merciless and fierce.

The youth moved like duckweed, drifting across the ring. No matter how Liu Hu attacked, he dodged with ease. This evasion technique was quite impressive.

Liu Hu noticed this too; no matter how powerful his attacks, if he couldn’t even graze the opponent’s clothing, it was all in vain.

"This person is very strong," Liu Hu’s eyes flickered like a spotlight, with a tinge of gravity.

No wonder he dares cause trouble in the boxing market; he indeed possesses some strength.

"If this is all your strength, it’s quite disappointing," the youth spoke softly as he evaded.

"Hmph, if you didn’t dodge, I’d show you how strong I really am," Liu Hu retorted.

The youth smiled, "Don’t you know that evasion skills are also part of strength? I’m not attacking because I’m considering what level of strength is worth using against you; otherwise, it’d be unsightly if I accidentally killed you."

"If you have the guts, trade a punch with me," Liu Hu turned his hand, punching into thin air. The youth leapt back as if gliding through the air, calmly and lightly like a feather.

Hearing Liu Hu’s words, the youth smirked, "Since you want a match, I’ll let you know what true strength is."

Suddenly, the youth stopped evading, standing firmly at one corner of the ring, quietly waiting for Liu Hu to attack again.

Swish.

Liu Hu’s aura was overwhelming, stepping forward rapidly, leaping into the air, concentrating all his strength into one point, and suddenly throwing a punch.

Hoo...

The immense fist wind blew the hats off the spectators around them, but no one paid attention to their hats, as all eyes were glued to the scene.

Liu Hu’s punch was akin to Mount Tai pressing down, powerful enough to make hearts tremble, leading some to doubt whether this punch would turn the youth into mincemeat.

Bang.

As Liu Hu’s fist descended, the youth had time to roll up his sleeves, seemingly afraid of creasing his clothes, then slowly extended his hand, turning it from palm to fist, directly clashing with Liu Hu’s fist.

Crack...

The whole scene was silent, as if the air itself had ceased to flow, only the sound of bones fracturing breaking the quiet.

Then, people saw Liu Hu being blasted into the sky, his fist hanging limply, face full of anguish.

Gasp...

Everyone drew a breath of cold air.

The lone wolf lost?

An observant person could tell that Liu Hu was far outmatched; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been blasted away with one punch, his arm breaking from the clash of forces.

"How can you be so strong?" Liu Hu’s eyes were filled with disbelief, as he was launched skyward, about to crash onto the ring.

The youth smiled faintly, unexpectedly walking to the center of the ring, flashing his pearly teeth to everyone, and then suddenly threw another punch towards the sky.

"You take one punch from me too."

Suddenly, Liu Hu felt his heart was about to stop, the aura of death sweeping over him.