Urban Wolf King

All around, people held their breath because of Ying Zheng's punch, everyone widened their eyes, fearing they might miss any detail.

However, as the purple energy dispersed, their vision became blurred, and although they could vaguely make out the punch landing on Wang Yan's head, they couldn't see it clearly.

But when the purple aura dissipated, everyone could finally see clearly.

It turned out that although Ying Zheng's punch had fallen into the purple energy cluster, it didn't hit Wang Yan at all. Instead, Wang Yan was holding Ying Zheng's punch with one hand.

To think someone could actually catch a punch from a Demon God! At this moment, aside from Beiming Xue and Duobao, no one else knew Wang Yan's true cultivation level.

Even Wu Ancestor Li only knew from Elder Si Qin's descriptions and believed Wang Yan to be at the Great Perfection of the Demon Venerable.

Therefore, seeing Wang Yan able to catch Ying Zheng's punch, everyone was stunned.

At this moment, however, everyone thought this wasn't a true test of Wang Yan and Ying Zheng's abilities; either Wang Yan used external help, or Ying Zheng didn't give it his all in a fit of anger.

Yet at that moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Wang Yan's palm pushed forward, shoving Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng was unexpectedly pushed back, staggering as he retreated and landed on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't believe their eyes, widening them and leaving their mouths gaping in shock.

For a moment, the entire Xianyang City fell into a dead silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

After retreating over a dozen steps, Ying Zheng finally stabilized his figure, looking at Wang Yan in disbelief, and exclaimed in shock, "Your cultivation..."

However, Ying Zheng could only utter the first half of the sentence, unable to finish the rest.

Then they saw Wang Yan slowly stand up, with dozens of mountain peaks suspended high in the sky above him.

Wang Yan swung his right fist, striking at those dozens of mountain peaks.

With a thunderous sound, all the mountains shattered, turning into chunks of rubble and falling to the ground.

Simultaneously, tens of thousands of demon cultivators were knocked out from these peaks, scattering on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone realized these mountains held tens of thousands of demon cultivators.

This meant that besides fighting Ying Zheng, Wang Yan was also combating tens of thousands of demon cultivators?

For a moment, everyone's hearts brimmed with shock and confusion, much like Ying Zheng's.

Everyone wanted to know, what exactly was Wang Yan's cultivation level?

Only Wu Ancestor Li suddenly recalled Wang Yan mentioning the Sixth Soul Skill just now, could he really possess the Sixth Soul Skill?

At this shocking moment, Wang Yan turned to look at Ying Zheng and said slowly, "Now, the two of us can have a fair fight."

Ying Zheng snapped out of his shock, his eyes grew cold as he glared at Wang Yan and shouted, "Give me back my Golden Flower? Otherwise, I'll make you wish for death."

Wang Yan let out a cold laugh and said, "It's a pity, but the Golden Flower is mine now."

Hearing this, Wu Ancestor Li secretly shook his head; this Golden Flower was a condensation of Ying Zheng's own cultivation and couldn't be easily transferred, could it?

As expected, Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense, even if you used some underhanded trick, you can't use this Golden Flower!"

Wang Yan raised an eyebrow and said, "What if I can use it?"

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "If that's the case, I'll give it to you."

Wang Yan laughed heartily and said, "Good!"

As the laughter faded, a Golden Flower suddenly appeared above Wang Yan's head, floating.

This Golden Flower shimmered with golden light and exuded a mysterious fragrance.

Seeing this, Wu Ancestor Li was taken aback, thinking: could he be at the cultivation level of a Demon God?

But then, Wu Ancestor Li darkly thought, if this Golden Flower indeed belonged to Ying Zheng, then with a single thought, Ying Zheng would surely reclaim it.

As expected, as soon as the Golden Flower appeared, Ying Zheng's face lit up with joy, and he immediately tried to reclaim the Golden Flower with his mind.

But to his surprise, the Golden Flower remained steadily suspended above Wang Yan's head, not budging an inch.

At this moment, Ying Zheng was truly dumbfounded.

Just now, Ying Zheng clearly saw Wang Yan only had the cultivation of the Demon God and hadn't reached the Realm of One Flower, yet now he donned a Golden Flower atop his head. The only explanation was that Wang Yan had really seized his Golden Flower.

Yet Golden Flowers are the condensation of one's own cultivation; how could someone rob them from others? Could it be related to the giant ants shown earlier?

"Impossible! What trickery did you pull?"

Ying Zheng roared angrily.

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to know? Show me another Golden Flower, and I'll demonstrate it for you again."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, how could Ying Zheng dare summon his other Golden Flower again?

Not just Ying Zheng, even Wu Ancestor Li hastily inspected his own internal Golden Flower, having no intention of presenting it.

"No problem, I'll help you manifest it."

With a casual smile, Wang Yan suddenly dashed towards Ying Zheng, delivering a punch.

Ying Zheng quickly raised his fist to meet, and with a "boom," their fists collided.

Ying Zheng's body, like a rubber ball, was knocked back, his back hitting the ground.

Meanwhile, Wang Yan stood there confidently, steady as a mountain, unfazed.

This left everyone in utter shock.

Just now, in the duel between Ying Zheng and Wu Ancestor Li, everyone clearly remembered the outcome; even the principal of Mozi Academy wasn't Ying Zheng's match, yet Wang Yan managed to gain the upper hand?

At that moment, Wang Yan fell straight from mid-air, throwing another punch at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng had just gotten back on his feet and was forced to hurriedly meet Wang Yan's punch again.

But then Ying Zheng was again violently knocked back.

Wang Yan relentlessly pursued him, throwing punch after punch.

And Ying Zheng was knocked back repeatedly, without the slightest ability to retaliate.

While attacking Ying Zheng, Wang Yan said, "Ying Zheng, since I have the Golden Flower above my head, I'm able to gain the upper hand. If you bring out your Golden Flower, I may not easily defeat you."

Ying Zheng understood the logic; if he also showed his Golden Flower, he wouldn't necessarily be weaker than Wang Yan.

But at this moment, how could Ying Zheng dare to manifest his Golden Flower again?

What if it got devoured by Wang Yan's divine techniques again? What then?

Therefore, even though Ying Zheng was repeatedly knocked back by Wang Yan, he gritted his teeth and didn't manifest the Golden Flower.

This duel was incredibly suffocating for him.

After being knocked back once more, Ying Zheng furiously roared, his body soaring into the air, leaping into mid-air.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's face was swollen and bruised, almost like a pig's head.

In addition to his furious expression, Ying Zheng, filled with rage, screamed like a madman: "Demon Wolf King, you bully me too much, I demand you pay the price."

With this roar, Ying Zheng turned, pointing towards the Heaven-Reaching Giant Peak in Xianyang City.

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