Return of the Celestial King

The scene made everyone gasp. They had all clearly heard Huang Junchang publicly concede, yet Zhao Kai was still trying to land a fatal blow?

Instantly, many in the crowd looked at Zhao Kai, their eyes filled with contempt!

The members of the Martial Extreme Sect cursed him furiously, desperate to rush the stage and mob Zhao Kai.

Only the rules of the Martial Arts Tournament kept them from acting on their impulse.

Huang Junchang clutched his chest, his face contorted in pain!

Just as he tried to get up, a vicious glint flashed in Zhao Kai's eyes as he charged forward to end his life.

Qin Tuo could watch no longer. With a cold snort, he flew directly onto the fighting stage.

Seeing Qin Tuo take action, Ding Gaoyi and the others were instantly ecstatic!

"Haha, Mr. Qin is taking action! That guy's a dead man!"

Ding Gaoyi exclaimed.

As he watched Zhao Kai draw closer, Huang Junchang's eyes filled with despair.

He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death's arrival.

However, at that critical moment, Qin Tuo appeared on the stage. He grabbed Huang Junchang by the shoulder with one hand and pulled him back toward him.

BOOM!

Zhao Kai's fist smashed directly into the stage, punching a hole clean through it.

One can only imagine the power behind that punch, which also revealed his deep-seated desire to kill Huang Junchang without mercy!

The Martial Artists all around cried out in shock; no one had even seen clearly how Qin Tuo had gotten onto the stage.

His speed was simply too great to follow with the naked eye.

Huang Junchang opened his eyes. Seeing that it was Qin Tuo who had saved him, he was both shocked and overjoyed.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry. I've brought you shame…"

Huang Junchang lowered his head, his face filled with shame.

But Qin Tuo shook his head and comforted him,

"It's nothing. Winning and losing are all part of the game. Don't take it to heart."

When Zhao Kai saw Qin Tuo appear, a feral, vicious light flickered in his eyes.

"And who are you, kid? You've got some nerve, interfering in our duel!"

Qin Tuo's eyes grew cold as he rebuked him sharply.

"Zhao Kai, you have no sense of martial honor. Huang Junchang had already conceded, yet you still went for a killing blow. You have no respect for the tournament's rules!"

After Qin Tuo's rebuke, many in the audience nodded in agreement, feeling that Zhao Kai had gone too far.

However, Zhao Kai deliberately played dumb, saying,

"Concede? Sorry, I didn't hear anyone give up!"

Huang Junchang's face flushed red with anger, and he almost coughed up another mouthful of blood.

The members of the Martial Extreme Sect all cursed Zhao Kai for being so shameless, playing dumb in front of so many people.

Zhao Kai sneered and said,

"Kid, stop running your mouth. If you've got the balls, come and fight me. If not, then get the hell off this stage!"

Zhao Kai had already won several matches in a row, and his ego had inflated to the breaking point. He believed no one at this Martial Arts Tournament could possibly challenge him for the championship.

Seeing how arrogant Zhao Kai was, Qin Tuo had an idea.

Normally, he wouldn't deign to fight someone like Zhao Kai, but he didn't mind teaching this guy a little lesson.

"Junchang, you can head down now. I'll fight him!"

Qin Tuo said slowly.

Huang Junchang was startled for a moment, then nodded and limped off the stage.

When the audience saw that Qin Tuo was about to fight Zhao Kai, they were all astonished.

They stared at Qin Tuo, wondering where on earth he got the confidence to challenge Zhao Kai in his current state.

In the distance, Sun Liyi watched Qin Tuo with a calm gaze, his own thoughts impossible to discern.

"Alright, kid, you've got guts. In that case, you can just die in his place!"

Zhao Kai whispered, his face twisted in a savage grin.

Qin Tuo, however, remained expressionless and prepared himself.

"Die, you little bastard!"

With a sudden low roar, Zhao Kai stomped a foot hard on the ground. Using the reactive force, he shot toward Qin Tuo like an arrow loosed from its string.

His speed was immense and his power enormous. Anyone facing such a charge could only choose to dodge, which would then trap them in the rhythm of Zhao Kai's relentless assault, leaving them completely suppressed.

But who would have thought that Qin Tuo would simply stand his ground, not moving an inch? He was like a wooden stake, leaving everyone dumbfounded!

"What? That young man isn't dodging? What's happening?!"

All the Martial Artists were dumbfounded.

Even the people from the Martial Extreme Sect, who had already witnessed Qin Tuo's strength, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for him.

"Fine, kid! In that case, just fall down and die!"

Seeing that Qin Tuo wasn't dodging, a savage look filled Zhao Kai's eyes.

However, at the very last second before impact, Qin Tuo suddenly extended a hand and released a powerful surge of Spiritual Power, which formed a shield and blocked Zhao Kai's charge.

BANG!

A muffled thud rang out, and Zhao Kai was the one who cried out in pain.

He felt as if he had crashed into a solid steel plate, and every bone in his body felt ready to shatter.

"Damn kid, this is some evil trick!"

Zhao Kai cursed.

But he reacted quickly, using his powerful physique to forcibly suppress the internal injuries he had just sustained.

He then spun around, his leg whipping out like a steel lash aimed viciously at Qin Tuo's neck.

If this kick landed, he was confident he could take Qin Tuo's head clean off on the spot!

But after he threw the kick, he found that he couldn't touch Qin Tuo no matter how he tried.

"Wh-what is this?"

Zhao Kai stammered, his eyes wide with disbelief.

From the moment he'd stepped onto the stage until now, he had never encountered anyone like Qin Tuo.

'The power in this kick is terrifying, so why can't it reach him?!'

It was as if an invisible barrier in the air had pinned his leg, holding it firmly in place, unable to move.

This scene made all the surrounding Martial Artists hold their breath, not daring to even exhale too loudly.

Qin Tuo snorted coldly and casually thrust a palm forward.

Zhao Kai cried out in pain, as if struck in the chest by a bronze sledgehammer. He was sent flying backward, slamming hard onto the stage.

The Martial Arts Tournament grounds fell silent. Everyone's jaws hung open, too stunned to speak.

No one could have imagined that the ferociously powerful Zhao Kai would be taken down by Qin Tuo in just two casual moves.

After their shock subsided, the members of the Martial Extreme Sect were ecstatic. Their faces flushed red, and they waved their arms and legs about, genuinely overjoyed for Qin Tuo.

The Medicine King Valley Master, Sun Liyi, also sat bolt upright in surprise. Only now did he realize that Qin Tuo's earlier confidence was backed by truly formidable strength.