Yu Guizhi laughed coyly, dodging aside.
"Why are you attacking without even a word of greeting? If you keep this up, I’ll really get angry!"
Many people’s faces turned a bit pale upon hearing this.
Zhao Ya, however, wasn’t moved at all, launching the Great Vajra Fist like the Descent of Tai Sui, fiercely pounding toward his opponent.
This move indeed proved effective.
Feeling the overwhelming pressure bearing down on her, Yu Guizhi had no thoughts of making playful remarks anymore.
She steadied herself, waving her palms to clash with Zhao Ya.
At this exchange, Yu Guizhi couldn’t help but feel secretly alarmed.
Honestly, even as she stepped onto the field, she hadn’t taken Zhao Ya seriously.
So what if he hadn’t taken shortcuts?
How formidable can someone be who just broke into the Fourth Realm?
Yet upon exchange, Yu Guizhi felt the seasoned skill of Zhao Ya’s fist technique and the thickness of his power.
To be frank, this didn’t feel like a mere novice who just broke through.
Yu Guizhi dared not be careless anymore, exerting her full strength, her palms moving like the wind, trying to suppress him with the Heaven-Flipping Palm Technique, then find a way to take Zhao Ya down.
Seeing this, Zhao Ya sneered, changing the style of his fist technique.
Your palm technique is like the wind, then my fist will strike like a dragon.
With the powerful heart unlocked, Zhao Ya’s power was thick and enduring.
After dozens of moves, not only did he show no signs of fatigue, but he got stronger as he fought.
Gradually, Zhao Ya gained the upper hand over Yu Guizhi.
This scene shocked the spectators around.
A brand new Fourth Realm had actually suppressed a Fourth Realm expert who had broken through three years ago.
Many would likely find this hard to believe.
But it happened for real.
At this moment, Yu Guizhi felt extremely constrained.
She had long given up the idea of finding an opportunity to take down Zhao Ya, only hoping to win even just one or two moves to save face.
But now, even this hope was fading fast.
Just as she was flustered.
Suddenly.
Zhao Ya took a step forward like an arrow, his fist darting like a dragon, aiming straight at Yu Guizhi’s face.
Yu Guizhi was alarmed, raising her palms to block in front of her.
Bang.
After a muffled sound, their fists and palms met solidly.
Yu Guizhi’s body swayed, stepping back half a step, clearly at a disadvantage in this raw power struggle.
But Zhao Ya was relentless, his fists raining down like a barrage on her.
Thud, thud, thud!
The scene sounded like a drum being beaten, Yu Guizhi could only defend, without a hint of counterattack, driven around the arena by Zhao Ya.
Many were left dumbfounded by this scene.
Just then, Zhao Ya suddenly spoke, "This punch is on behalf of Senior Sister."
With that, Zhao Ya retracted his right hand, forming a fist and thrusting it fiercely.
This punch, with a whistling sound, approached Yu Guizhi.
Yu Guizhi sensed the menacing force of this punch but had nowhere to retreat, so she gathered her Qi Blood and raised her palms to meet it.
Seeing this, Zhao Ya sneered coldly, the Qi Blood in his liver, long prepared, suddenly erupted, his punch accelerating and increasing in power dramatically.
Bang!
After a loud crash, Yu Guizhi was sent flying like a broken kite for several yards.
Upon landing, her face was pale, looking at Zhao Ya, trying to speak several times, only to open her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Senior Sister!" People from Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall quickly went over to support Yu Guizhi.
Zhao Ya stood still, looking at Yuan Chenfeng on the opposite side, and said calmly.
"Who else?"
No one spoke.
Even Xia Cunyi didn’t dare to lift his head and look directly at Zhao Ya.
By now, he had no thoughts of revenge, feeling fortunate instead that his master hadn’t sent him up there.
Otherwise, the one vomiting blood would be him.
Yuan Chenfeng’s face was ashen, his hands hidden behind his back trembling uncontrollably.
If it weren’t at Dingtai Martial Arts Hall and in front of so many people, he would have personally stepped in and crippled this extremely arrogant fellow.
But he dared not do so now.
Because he knew, as long as he dared to step in, Lu Dingtai would never let him off.
So he could only cast a deep glance at Zhao Ya and the distant Lu Dingtai, nodding, "Fine, fine, a newly emerged young hero, we’ll remember this at Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall."
"Let’s go!"
After speaking, Yuan Chenfeng turned and left.
Since the master had already left, his disciples naturally dared not say more.
Two people lifted Yu Guizhi, following Yuan Chenfeng as they hastily departed.
After they left, Zhao Ya turned around and cupped his fist towards his master, Lu Dingtai.
"I am fortunate not to have disgraced the mission!"
Lu Dingtai laughed heartily.
"Good! Well done, worthy of being my disciple, this battle was truly exhilarating."
At the same time, the onlookers began to discuss amongst themselves.
"Wow, who would have thought that not only has Zhao Ya really advanced to the Fourth Realm, but his strength is so formidable, even Yu Guizhi was no match for him," someone exclaimed.
"The key is that this lad is not even twenty years old, his future is limitless!" someone remarked with emotion.
"It seems the rise of Dingtai Martial Arts Hall is truly unstoppable!" someone envied.
The owner of Ren Yong Martial Arts Hall, Shang Tiefeng, was also full of emotion at this moment.
"Jingnian, it seems you were right; Zhao Ya is indeed not to be underestimated."
Nie Jingnian smiled, though feeling somewhat shaken inside.
He initially thought Zhao Ya would have to use some strategies to defeat Yu Guizhi.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya used no strategies, prevailing over the opponent straightforwardly in a dignified manner.
Meanwhile, young people from Dingtai Martial Arts Hall and other halls had already gathered around Zhao Ya.
Seeing this, Shang Tiefeng couldn’t help but say, "Jingnian, you should go over too, you young folks should get closer!"
Meng Shiwen stood at a distance, watching Zhao Ya, who was surrounded by a crowd, and felt a mix of emotions in her heart.
Who would have thought that the young man who couldn’t even beat her back then had now reached a height she couldn’t hope to attain.
At this moment, Zhao Ya seemed to sense something, looked up towards her direction, saw Meng Shiwen watching him, and couldn’t help but smile slightly, then nodded to her.
Meng Shiwen was initially taken aback, but then a warmth welled up in her heart.
No matter what, the recent battle was as though her junior brother had vented anger on her behalf.
So she was very grateful to Zhao Ya.
Shen Dao, Miao Shaocheng, and Xu De, the three senior brothers, also stood at a distance watching.
Shen Dao couldn’t help but sigh, "Junior Brother Zhao truly is a dragon among men; after this battle, surely the entire commandery will know his name."
"Actually, many people already knew our junior brother’s name before, but this time it is truly renowned," Xu De said.
Miao Shaocheng, however, looked quite defeated, "Sigh, I now only have one thought, which is when will I be able to break through and reach the Fourth Realm?"
"After all, the junior brother is so amazing; I, as his senior brother, can’t be too inferior either."
Xu De also sighed, "Don’t think too much, humans and geniuses cannot be compared."
"No, I have to have a good drink with the junior brother; I can’t beat him in martial arts, but when it comes to drinking, maybe he’s not as good as me," Miao Shaocheng analyzed quite calmly.
So that night, Miao Shaocheng got drunk as a skunk and was carried back to his room by Zhao Ya, who didn’t even blush.
From then on, Miao Shaocheng no longer mentioned drinking with Zhao Ya.
At night.
After returning home, Zhao Ya took off his clothes full of dust and alcohol fumes, changed into clean and fresh attire, and went to the room dedicated to experiments, placing the Deer Hide Pouch on the table.
It was filled with things retrieved from the Paradise Sect’s hall master’s body.
The reason Zhao Ya came back so late was because he had gone to the valley bottom to search for the masked man’s corpse.
This took a long time.
Fortunately, diligence paid off.
The masked man did not encounter any miraculous event as described in fictional stories.
Instead, he fell to his death directly at the valley bottom, smashing his head.
Upon discovering the masked man’s body, Zhao Ya searched the corpse and took a look after removing the mask.
Though the face was damaged, it was still barely distinguishable.
This turned out to be a fat man with a chubby face, plain appearance, and acne scars.
If not in this era, but placed in a modern city, he would look just like a deadbeat.
Zhao Ya suppressed these thoughts, took out each item from the Deer Hide Pouch, and started inventorying the gains from this endeavor.