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Long Hai seized the opportunity while he was unsteady, crouched down, and executed a 360-degree Whirlwind Sweeping Leg.

The pockmarked big man plummeted and fell onto the arena.

Long Hai leaped into the air, both knees like massive iron hammers, heavily smashing into the big man's chest.

Pfft!

The pockmarked big man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, spraying three feet high.

His sternum was deeply caved in, already broken by Long Hai.

From Long Hai's counterattack to the big man's fall, it all happened in less than ten seconds.

Amidst the crowd's dazzlement, the battle reversed, and Long Hai seriously injured the pockmarked big man.

He stepped on the pockmarked big man's cheek, the size 42 shoe sole deforming the man's face.

Long Hai pressed down with force on the man's cheek, his eyes scanning the audience fiercely.

"Hmph, let you witness the might of Huaxia Martial Arts!"

The pockmarked big man's sternum was shattered, injuring his lungs as well, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

He wanted to say something but instead spewed a bloody arrow, accompanied by a lot of foam.

His head drooped, eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

All the onlookers fell silent at once.

Their throats seemed gripped by an invisible giant hand, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing on the scene.

A minute ago, this group was mocking Huaxia Martial Arts as flowery but impractical.

Yet a minute later, Long Hai, with iron-clad fact, slapped them hard in the face.

Long Hai's consecutive strikes were elegant and powerful.

This was not something the fiercely aggressive Karate could compare to.

Bang!

At this moment, Long Hai was kicked in the back.

He felt like being hit by a giant iron hammer, the back excruciating, chest stuffy.

Long Hai tumbled forward, immediately vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood.

Before he could turn around, someone delivered a high chopping kick at his head.

This blow was vicious and precise, executed with malice.

Stars danced before Long Hai's eyes, his internal organs in agony, as if pierced by thousands of steel needles.

He rolled to the left, dodging the attack.

Bam!

The sneak attacker's high chopping kick hit the arena, making a dull thud, with cement fragments flying everywhere.

Long Hai turned around and recognized the attacker as one of the two Karate experts from before.

This guy came to avenge his companion who fell at Long Hai's hand.

Long Hai, with his chest and abdomen in severe pain, burst into loud laughter.

"So the so-called invincible Karate specializes in sneak attacks, attacking from behind. Quite enlightening."

The Karate expert who ambushed Long Hai had a sallow complexion, his eyes as fierce and sharp as a hawk's.

Seeing his sneak attack succeed, he halted his steps, speaking coldly.

"Well, if you can pass this test of mine, you won't even need to register, you can directly advance from the preliminary selection."

The preliminary selection of the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament occurs before the tournament begins.

For small sect experts like Long Hai, after registration, they must pass the preliminary selection to qualify for the tournament entry ticket.

This Karate expert's offer seemed generous and open-handed.

But he had already seriously injured Long Hai before making the offer, and for Long Hai, it was absolutely unfair.

However, in the eyes of the observing martial artists, the Karate expert attacked out of anger.

As for injuring Long Hai, they saw it as Long Hai's skill not being up to par.

Long Hai knew clearly that he was tricked by this guy, yet he still held his head high, slowly standing up.

"I will teach you with Huaxia Martial Arts, so you can understand what uprightness and integrity mean."

The Karate expert sneered, his eyes coldly fixed on Long Hai.

"Then go ahead, may Amaterasu bless you."

Long Hai gritted his teeth, slowly standing up.

He only felt his lungs burning, his chest and abdomen breathing obstructed, realizing he had internal injuries.

Long Hai had no choice but to slowly regulate his breathing, adopting a defensive stance.

At this moment, a lazy voice drifted into everyone's ears.

"Long Hai, come down, I'll take a few moves from him."

Hearing this voice, Long Hai immediately called out in surprise.

"Uncle Master, you finally arrived."

Below the arena, a bearded man of medium build stood there with a calm expression.

At this moment, he was coldly staring at the Karate expert on the stage.

The crowd looked at the bearded man, collectively taking a sharp breath, feeling nervous for him.

This guy didn't exhibit any Essence Qi fluctuations, and his Qi-Blood was only slightly stronger than a regular person.

For such a guy to boast about challenging a Karate expert was simply asking to get killed.

This man was, of course, Yang Fei in disguise.

Though Yang Fei didn't dare use True Yuan Energy, dealing with such a small fry wasn't difficult.

Long Hai stepped down from the arena, and Yang Fei patted his shoulder.

"You've worked hard, leave the rest to me."

He walked step by step onto the stage, glancing at the pockmarked man injured by Long Hai below, then at the Karate expert on the stage.

He couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

Seeing Yang Fei, the Karate expert who injured Long Hai burst into a mocking smile.

Yang Fei's Essence Qi was masked by Turtle Extreme.

From appearance, he seemed just an ordinary martial artist, how could he contend with an Energy Transformation Master?

Others looked at Yang Fei and whispered among themselves.

"The young man just now was somewhat formidable, what's up with this bearded fellow?"

"Sigh, each lesser than the previous, this guy probably can't even withstand a light punch."

"The Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament is not for these trivial characters to enter. This is simply an insult to our status."

...

Listening to the crowd's chatter, the corner of Yang Fei's mouth lifted slightly, mockingly, nobody knew what he was thinking.

He gestured to the Karate expert.

"You can start."

The Karate expert shouted, executing a Cloud Piercing Kick straight at Yang Fei's chest.

In the air, it seemed like a big firecracker was ignited, exploding with a crackle, full of momentum.

Many martial arts experts below the arena shook their heads, sighing.

This so-called uncle master is quite loyal, but also overly ambitious.

This guy is likely to lose his life here.

Seeing the Karate expert's Cloud Piercing Kick about to hit Yang Fei's chest.

Yang Fei casually waved his hand. As if swatting a fly.

The Karate expert's body was like a kite with a broken string, sent flying.

With a thud, he crashed into the ropes of the arena, then fell back onto the stage.

A strange force surged chaotically in this Karate expert's meridians.

He felt his internal organs like being stabbed by dozens of small knives, immediately spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The crowd was stupefied once again.

How could this guy, with such weak Qi-Blood and Essence Qi, achieve this?

The Karate expert struggled with all his strength to sit up from the stage.

Yang Fei walked toward him, making him curl up in fear. Not daring to strike again.

No one was more shocked than this Karate expert.

He hadn't even seen clearly how the bearded man struck, yet he inexplicably flew out.

Is this guy human or ghost?