That blow was quite the forceful one, with Feng Yi's body tumbling through the air until he touched the ground, yet still sliding a good distance before he could finally stop...

The entire venue was astounded!

Without a doubt, the audience couldn't keep up with the speed of the fighters' moves; at least, they could not see clearly. They could only comprehend the thrilling details through the outdoor projection's slow-motion replay.

Those drinking or chatting, sharing sweet moments with their partners or joking with their friends, even the photographers at the outer perimeter- they all focused their disbelief on the Light Screen. What level of combat was this?

What was even more surprising was Feng Yi's opponent. Once Cangmu Ling lifted her mysterious veil, revealing a cold clear-faced look to the tens of thousands gathered in Freedom Square, the place exploded! Completely exploded!

Who is Cangmu Ling? No one could ignore her existence, especially in Alpha, where her status as a martial arts maestro was widely known. Even a child wouldn't find her name unfamiliar.

Yes, Cangmu Ling was the Federation's only 'dominant force', known as the semi-martial god, holding a seat of honor in the world's fighting league. Seeing such a powerful figure at Freedom Square resorting to hand-to-hand combat, isn't that akin to a boxing match with a child?

Granted, Feng Yi was strong, but even if he was, what of it? Even Wind Thunder and his group didn't have high expectations of Feng Yi. Cangmu Ling's capabilities even ranked higher than Freedom Port's super mercenary Franklin.

Unquestionably, she was once the 32-year-old pride of St. Calina, the only one to graduate from the St. Calina Special Academy, which justified her eligibility to participate in this military combat. Those who saw their idol began to chant Cangmu Ling's name over and over again, causing wave after wave of commotion… it was a mind-blowing scene.

At this moment, Apophis hoped Feng Yi could defeat Cangmu Ling, but knew it was a pointless daydream. The bleak imagination was just deceiving oneself, and as much as Feng Yi held his own in the ring, his performance was just a flash in the pan. Clearly Cangmu Ling hadn't even displayed her real strength yet.

Even Wind Thunder and his group had lost faith in Feng Yi, recognizing his absolute defeat. Their words of encouragement to Feng Yi seemed stuck in their throats.

Zi Mou closed her tranquil purple eyes, shaking her head… She refused to give up, but today, she did. Was this fate? St. Calina had never lost in single-combat throughout history. Nothing changed in the past or, likely, in the future.

When compared to Cangmu Ling, Feng Yi fell short. When Feng Yi had fought Franklin, his injuries showed, but Cangmu Ling's strength could have easily vanquished Franklin. This comparison defined their power levels clearly.

The arena filled with cheer after cheer in favor of Cangmu Ling, while Feng Yi stood alone in harsh contrast, which annoyed Weirbo.

Admittedly, Cangmu Ling was surprised to have her mask knocked off by Feng Yi. Looking at Feng Yi, her gaze deepened, "You're good, but..." She shook her head, leaving the rest unsaid, as if Feng Yi was missing something.

"Oh, what are you trying to say?" Feng Yi asked, clearly unimpressed by Cangmu Ling's compliment.

"Nothing much, do your best. Show me what you're really capable of, will you?"

This wasn't so much a fight as it was a display of skills. At this point, even Kuang Qi couldn't help but pout - his sister seemed to have taken a liking to this lucky outsider.

Feng Yi spat with contempt at her words. He had experienced many hardships and his teaching would not be dictated by others. Cangmu Ling's words were just another form of self-expression, and he loathed her condescending demeanor.

Suddenly, Feng Yi's eyes cleared up, his hair began to flutter without wind, and his eyes narrowed as he announced his move. "Storm Stance."

Crash! A sudden wave of dark energy surged out of nowhere with Feng Yi spinning around, creating a sweeping dust storm. Two fierce imprints appeared below him, followed by a strong gust of wind, leaving the dust settling back on the ground. Accompanied by the relentless roar, a chilling gale gathered into a visible form around Feng Yi before spreading outwards. Spectators within a hundred meters were forced to step back as the monstrous sound left their ears buzzing.

If Feng Yi didn't take a bow to learn from others, he would never bow to anyone, as it would be an affront to a warrior's dignity. Who gave her the nerve? Leung Ching-Yu? To dare to lecture him to his face?

At this point, Feng Yi was completely engulfed in the aura of the storm, resembling a point of blue light.

This ferocity, more terrifying than imaginable, led to even Cangmu's palpable tension. Her clothes had already been ripped to shreds under the fierce pressure of the storm. What in the world could produce such an intense force? This made Cangmu Ling think of a terrible possibility as she seemed to have guessed something.

Feng Yi was now standing at a 30-degree angle with his military blade held out before his chest, "Could it be… this isn't Wind Style… this is Storm Stance?!"

Cangmu Ling's words echoed throughout the entire venue via the outdoor projection. At first, hearing 'Wind Style,' people simply marveled at the unreal spectacle before them. But the final mention of 'Storm Stance' sent everyone's imagination wild… the Storm Stance?

There is a saying: 'Beneath a needle and inside a haystack, who knows what's sharp; the only one to cut through the ages leaves but dust. Who dares to challenge the name of the blood hunter? The faith of a legend that once wiped out a demon vampire, humanity's eternal spirit of the Noah era.

Time passed in torrents; hundreds of years went by, epochs turned, and the long-lost Storm Stance was revealed! Was Feng Yi perhaps a disciple of that existence? My God! If so, Cangmu Ling would be unworthy to even advise Feng Yi. To reach that level would still fall short. The problem was, Cangmu Ling was already a figure at the apex of the pyramid.

Following the huge shock, a ceasefire inevitably emerged because people couldn't believe what they saw. If this ultimate skill truly belonged to Feng Yi, then Feng Yi absolutely had the qualifications to stand up to Cangmu Ling. So-called advice was but a joke.

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