Bajiquan, Stick to the Mountain!

Shake the Mountain, Lean on the Wall!

As these words were uttered, everyone present fell into a silence as profound as death.

In this world, there are many who know Bajiquan, many who know Stick to the Mountain.

However, to truly unleash the full power of Stick to the Mountain, to truly reach this level, there is only one.

The Northern Fist King, Li Changqing, a grandmaster of the North, one of the Five Unmatches of the World, the most renowned grandmaster of the North!

Aside from the Bajiquan grandmaster, Northern Fist King Li Changqing, who else could unleash the power of Stick to the Mountain to this extent?

Even Great General Helian Tiehua, Southern Fist King Shen Tianjun, who are also among the Five Unmatches, know Stick to the Mountain. Yet, they cannot unleash such power!

Could it be that the Northern Fist King Li Changqing has truly come?

Everyone's gaze fixed on the person at the scene. As the dust settled, they finally saw the figure clearly.

"Ye... Ye Qing?!" Prince Wan Yan was the first to exclaim. The person in the middle, he knew him very well. Because that person was Ye Qing, the very one he had always wanted to kill!

"Ye Qing!" Northern Martial Zen's expression turned cold, filled with disbelief. He could never have imagined that the one who struck was Ye Qing. Moreover, the power of this move was incredibly terrifying!

"He... Is he really Ye Qing?"

"Is he Huangfu Ziyu's man?"

"Wasn't he dead?"

"Weren't his meridians all shattered?"

"Is his power really this strong?"

Most present exclaimed in discussion, while several from the Zhou Family quickly ran over, trying to help Zhou Junhan up. But just as they lifted Zhou Junhan, one of them suddenly exclaimed, "Third Brother... Third Brother, he's... he's dead..."

"What!?" The Patriarch of the Zhou Family was startled and quickly rushed over, saying, "How could it be? Just one hit and he's dead? Nonsense! Although Third Brother's power isn't at the top level, it's close. How could he be killed by just one strike!"

Muttering to himself, the Patriarch of the Zhou Family had already reached Zhou Junhan. Carefully checking Zhou Junhan's breath and heartbeat, his expression changed.

"Third Brother's entire skeleton... is all shattered..." a man said in a low voice, his words trembling, clearly out of fear.

The entire skeleton shattered, what kind of immense power is needed to do that? What level has Ye Qing's Stick to the Mountain reached?

The crowd erupted again, with even more fear in their gazes toward Ye Qing.

"How... how is this possible?" Prince Wan Yan was full of shock, looking at Ye Qing in surprise, saying, "When did... when did your power become so strong? Just a few days ago, you weren't a match for me!"

"What a few days ago, just last night I almost killed him!" Northern Martial Zen was even more shocked, glaring at Ye Qing and saying in a deep voice, "Ye, have... have you completely fused with that inner strength in your body?"

"What inner strength?"

"How old is he, even if he has inner strength, how strong could it be?"

"But just now he indeed just struck Zhou Junhan dead, that's absolute power!"

"Killing Zhou Junhan in one strike, this... this power is comparable to the Five Unmatches, surely?"

"Could it be, his power is comparable to the Five Unmatches?"

"How is it possible? How old is he? The power of the Five Uniques is accumulated over age and cultivation power!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussions. Though they couldn't believe Ye Qing possessed such formidable strength, they had to acknowledge it was indeed terrifying.

Ye Qing stood proudly, ignoring the crowd. He walked over and reattached Huangfu Zilong's arm, then took out the remaining Ziyu Chenxiang Pill from his body, feeding it to the members of the Huangfu Household and Sha Men.

"Damn it, I refuse to believe how strong this kid really is!" Huang Yidao was furious at Ye Qing's contemptuous manner. Suddenly, he charged forward, raising his sword to slash at Ye Qing, "I'll kill you first!"

Facing Huang Yidao's fierce assault, Ye Qing didn't even turn around, calmly supporting Huangfu Zilong to the side. Just as the sword was about to strike him, Ye Qing suddenly turned, catching the blade with one hand, directly halting the attack.

Huang Yidao exerted all his strength, wanting to split Ye Qing with one slash. However, he never imagined Ye Qing would catch his sword like this, and with Ye Qing's grip, the sword felt like it was embedded in stone, unmoved by any force.

"Huang Yidao, was it you who cut off Mr. Cui's ear just now!" Ye Qing glared coldly at Huang Yidao, speaking in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, don't use a sword again!"

As Ye Qing spoke, he pulled hard, and Huang Yidao felt his Hundred-refined Sword being snatched away. Stunned by Ye Qing's terrifying strength, Huang Yidao refused to let go. He gripped the handle tightly, moving forward and bending the sword, directing it towards Ye Qing's neck.

This was a clever utilization of the Hundred-refined Sword, capable of being rigid and flexible, making it incredibly difficult to defend against at crucial moments.

However, Ye Qing could now utilize Northern Fist King Li Changqing's complete Inner Strength, far exceeding his previous cultivation power, and even his Six Senses had reached an extremely perceptive level. His reactions were extraordinarily fast, and as Huang Yidao bent the sword, Ye Qing immediately knew his intent. With a flick of his right hand, Ye Qing blocked Huang Yidao's move, simultaneously touching Huang Yidao's wrist, causing a numbing sensation, and snatching the Hundred-refined Sword away.

"You..." Huang Yidao was shocked and was about to speak when Ye Qing slashed the Hundred-refined Sword at him.

Huang Yidao startled, leaping to dodge. But having already moved forward, standing in front of Ye Qing, retreating was now impossible. The Hundred-refined Sword came down, severing his right shoulder, removing an entire right arm.

"Ah!" Huang Yidao screamed, reaching with his left hand to cover his right shoulder, but Ye Qing's Hundred-refined Sword came down again, severing his left arm as well.

In almost a blink, Huang Yidao's two arms were cut off by Ye Qing, fulfilling Ye Qing's prior words that Huang Yidao would never wield a sword again!

With both arms severed, Huang Yidao dropped to the ground, rolling and howling in agony. Blood quickly stained his entire body, yet not a single person stepped forward to assist him, everyone vigilantly watching Ye Qing.

If Ye Qing's killing of Zhou Junhan earlier could be seen as a sneak attack, then this time, severing Huang Yidao's arms truly demonstrated Ye Qing's strength. Huang Yidao was a renowned top-level master, unable to withstand even half a minute under Ye Qing's attack—who dares question Ye Qing's prowess now!

"How... how did you become so strong?" Northern Martial Zen asked again, his voice trembling with astonishment.

Ye Qing remained composed, ignoring Northern Martial Zen, casually throwing the Hundred-refined Sword to Cui Yu, saying, "Mr. Cui, consider this sword Huang Yidao's apology to you."

Cui Yu, witnessing Ye Qing's dominant actions, was shocked into silence. When Ye Qing tossed the sword over, Cui quickly caught it, wiped the blade, and sighed, "Indeed a fine sword, refined into steel, living up to its reputation. Ye brothers, thank you for your kindness. However, I'm not suited to wield a sword, so I shall pass it to you!"

Tossing the Hundred-refined Sword to Huangfu Zilong, Cui Yu declared loudly, "The Huangfu Household must regain its glory for your uncle and sister's revenge. You must rapidly increase your strength, and without a suitable weapon, how can you achieve that?"

Huangfu Zilong accepted the sword without hesitation, and immediately said, "Thank you, Mr. Cui, I will not disgrace this sword!"

While speaking, Huangfu Zilong's gaze swept over the faces of those who had pressured the Huangfu Household earlier.

The individuals caught in Huangfu Zilong's gaze felt a deep sense of dread, yet it stemmed more from the overwhelming pressure Ye Qing exerted than from Huangfu Zilong himself.

Seeing Cui Yu give the Hundred-refined Sword to Huangfu Zilong, Ye Qing felt grateful, understanding that Cui was actually helping the Huangfu Household to strengthen, as a favor to Ye Qing, since Cui had no ties to the Huangfu Household.

"Enough!" Ye Qing turned to face the crowd, speaking coldly, "Huang Yidao has paid his price, now it's your turn. Those from Sha Men who struck, evaluate yourselves: those who caused no harm, leave three fingers and you may go. Those who struck lightly, leave an arm and depart. Those who caused serious harm, will, like Huang Yidao, leave two arms and then can leave. I hope you will act yourselves; don't force me to act. If I act, there will be no mercy, and you'll risk ending up like Zhou Junhan earlier—with lost life, it won't be pretty!"

Ye Qing's tone was flat, as if discussing something ordinary, yet the crowd listened, hearts pounding.

If Ye Qing hadn't displayed such formidable strength, they might dismiss his words. But Ye Qing had shown immense power, who could not fear him now? With such prowess, Ye Qing's words were certainly backed by action!

"Ye, do you really think you're a god!" Prince Wan Yan suddenly spoke loudly, "Even if the Five Unmatches of the World were here, they wouldn't dare speak to us like this. Do you think you alone can kill us all? Ha, as the saying goes, many ants can bite an elephant to death. You're only one man, while we have five to six hundred people. If it comes to blows, even a deluge of spit could drown you. No matter how strong, how many nails can you drive?"

(Ten updates today, posting the first three chapters to offer a taste, hoping everyone will cast more votes for support, thank you all.)