Moreover, Yang Kai looked disheveled at the moment, clearly having gone through hardships; how could he still have the strength to fight? Besides, his body was thin and malnourished, making it easy for people to underestimate him.
Almost everyone thought that Yang Kai was doomed today, including Xia Ningshang, who stood on a nearby large tree.
Xia Ningshang, a disciple of the Dark Hall, had come uninvited again today to record Yang Kai's battle achievements.
"This isn't right, how can I let my junior brother have an advantage," Yang Kai hesitated.
"There's nothing wrong with it," Zhao Hu insisted, "As a junior brother, it's only right to let you have three moves! Haha!"
"Alright then," Yang Kai seemed reluctant, "Since Junior Brother Zhao says so, I won't be polite, Senior Brother."
"Come on!" Zhao Hu grunted, his feet standing firm like a rock, his muscles bulging, and his veins popping out.
Watching Yang Kai, with his thin arms and legs, walking towards him step by step, Zhao Hu sneered inwardly, thinking that with such a small frame, he could blow him away with a single breath. How could he possibly hit with any force?
Yang Kai slowly walked up to Zhao Hu, raised a fist, and deliberately waved it in front of Zhao Hu's eyes, smiling, "Junior Brother Zhao, I'm really going to hit you now."
"Come on!"
As soon as the words were out, Yang Kai's fist had already struck Zhao Hu's chest.
A muffled "thud" echoed, and the onlookers didn't even see Yang Kai move. The punch landed strangely and unexpectedly.
Zhao Hu's face turned pale, and his chest involuntarily caved in.
"Thud" the second punch followed, hitting Zhao Hu's abdomen. Zhao Hu's body bent sharply, feeling a surge of acid in his stomach.
"Slap" Yang Kai kicked Zhao Hu's chin, sending him flying and landing motionless on the ground.
He won!
The entire crowd fell silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Everyone looked at Yang Kai in shock, their eyes full of disbelief. Su Mu's eyes were especially wide, almost popping out of their sockets.
Two punches, one kick, and Fifth Layer Body Tempering Zhao Hu was sent flying. Could this be something a Third Layer Body Tempering person could do?
Although Zhao Hu didn't fight back from start to finish, the force was too great. A person weighing a hundred pounds was sent flying several yards. How could this be done without strength? Moreover, the speed was incredibly fast. One moment Zhao Hu was smiling with contempt, and the next he was unconscious.
Not only did the people gathered in front of the small house not believe their eyes, but even Xia Ningshang, who was recording the battle from the treetop, was also shocked.
Her little notebook clearly recorded Yang Kai's battle record: 147 losses and no wins over two years. It was actually rewritten today!
And he won so decisively. Xia Ningshang, who was gracefully standing on a branch, was so shocked that she couldn't control her breath, and her light body technique was interrupted, causing her to suddenly sink.
A light rustling sound, and the masked woman fell from a three-yard-high treetop, landing on her buttocks with a startled "Ouch!"
Fortunately, she was agile and quick to react, managing to use some force at the last moment to avoid a serious fall. Even so, her buttocks were burning with pain, and she bit her lip, her eyes misty.
She slowly stood up, her long, slender legs trembling slightly. She looked around nervously, relieved to find that no one had seen her.
If anyone had seen her like this, it would have been a huge embarrassment.
She circulated her energy to alleviate the pain in her buttocks. Xia Ningshang's eyes sparkled, truly puzzled. How could Yang Kai's strength have increased so much in just a few days?
The onlookers, with their low strength, couldn't see anything special, but Xia Ningshang's eyes were far from ordinary.
When Yang Kai moved just now, Xia Ningshang clearly felt the vibration of the qi in his meridians. He had clearly reached the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering, and it seemed that his strength might even be beyond that.
But wasn't he only at the Third Layer a few days ago?
This damned junior brother! Not only did he scare those people, but he also scared her off the tree. How hateful!
Subconsciously, Xia Ningshang blamed the pain in her buttocks on Yang Kai.
Yang Kai glanced in the direction where Xia Ningshang was hiding. Although he heard her brief scream, it was too far to notice anything unusual, so he didn't dwell on it. He just frowned and looked at his fist, seemingly unsatisfied.
Yang Kai was indeed unsatisfied. This was his first sparring match after obtaining the Proud Bone Golden Body. He hadn't controlled his strength well and ended up sending Zhao Hu flying. He had only intended to make Zhao Hu move, but it seemed his strength was greater than expected.
In the crowd, Su Mu was the first to recover, pointing at Yang Kai and shouting, "You cheated!"
Yang Kai looked at him calmly, "Junior Brother Su, you can eat anything, but you can't say anything. Where did I cheat?"
Su Mu was momentarily speechless. Where did he cheat? Zhao Hu stood there confidently, boasting that he would let Yang Kai have three moves, and Yang Kai really did it in three moves. How could this be cheating? How could he have cheated?
"Master Su, it seems the information was incorrect. This kid's strength is more than just Third Layer Body Tempering! He must have advanced, otherwise how could he have hit Zhao Hu?" A sharp-eyed person whispered to Su Mu.
"Indeed," Su Mu nodded, his face dark, "Zhao Hu was too careless. If he had really fought, he wouldn't have been defeated."
In Su Mu's mind, Zhao Hu's defeat was purely due to carelessness. After all, even if Yang Kai had advanced, he was still only at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering, which was still a gap from Zhao Hu. If they had really fought, Yang Kai would have lost for sure.
"Senior Brother Yang, you hid your strength well!" Su Mu glared at Yang Kai, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the unvented anger in his chest.
Yang Kai shrugged indifferently.
"We'll see each other again. Next time, you won't be so lucky!" Su Mu coldly snorted, leading his people back the way they came. One of his subordinates carried the unconscious Zhao Hu, giving Yang Kai a hateful glare before leaving.
This grudge was truly formed, but Yang Kai didn't mind. After all, the sect had its own rules. If they wanted to cause trouble, they would have to challenge him.
Moreover, he needed someone to test his strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how much he had grown. With this thought, Yang Kai felt that making an enemy of Su Mu was a fortunate thing.
Today's battle was not very satisfying. Sigh, Yang Kai was somewhat unsatisfied.
Su Mu left, and the crowd dispersed after the excitement. However, many people were still in a daze, unable to believe that the trial disciple Yang Kai, who had not won a single battle in over two years, had actually won today, even if there was some trickery involved, he had still won.