Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 650 - 649: Xiao Yi Battles Tianjiao
I don't believe in fate.
I don't accept my destiny.
I only believe in myself!
I strive for every moment!
Xiao Yi's voice wasn't loud, yet it echoed like thunder over the entire imperial capital.
For a moment.
Countless powerful individuals looked up at him, their gazes lost in wonder.
In their minds surfaced an image of a youth with mediocre talent, humiliated and despised by his father and brothers. From a young age, he faced all kinds of injustices, even lacking the most basic freedoms.
Even living had taken all his effort.
Yet, it was this very youth...
The unfairness of his fate, the oppression of his family, the setbacks and blows he suffered never defeated him.
He didn't believe in fate, he didn't accept his destiny.
He always fought back, always tried harder!
Until one day...
He was finally able to stand before his genius brother who had once disregarded him, with the same demeanor, on equal footing, telling him all this with a resounding self-confidence.
The path the young man had walked was full of bumps and hardships.
But he never spoke of giving up!
He never gave up!
"No one's success comes easily!"
"Behind every splendid person, there's always an unknown sacrifice..."
At this moment, Xiao Yi was unaware that his words, without his knowing, were influencing countless people.
There were youths from impoverished families who stopped complaining about their powerless parents, talented individuals who felt unnoticed no longer lamented their twisted fates, and those who had suffered setbacks and considered suicide were now reinvigorated...
Of course.
Xiao Yi knew nothing of this.
At this moment.
He had only one thought in his mind.
To fulfill his long-held obsession, to have a fair and just battle with Xiao Tianjiao!
To defeat him!
To defeat this brother who had never taken him seriously!
To defeat this arrogant genius who even saw him as a disgrace!
Whew!
Xiao Yi took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, looking solemnly at Xiao Tianjiao, he said word by word, "Xiao Tianjiao, fight me!"
On Xiao Tianjiao's proud face appeared for the first time a smile that felt strange to Xiao Yi.
The cold indifference and arrogance on Xiao Tianjiao's face began to fade slowly, replaced by a bright smile; he laughed with abandon, his laughter wild and unrestrained. Suddenly, Xiao Tianjiao's laughter stopped.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tear that had formed in the corner of his eye from laughing, and once again resumed his indifferent demeanor. He then slowly said, "Don't believe in fate, don't accept destiny? Hahaha, Xiao Yi, you're really about to make me die from laughing. Only ants lament the injustice of the Heavenly Dao, only the weak cry out 'My life is mine, not dictated by fate.' Today, I will show you that some are born to be above others, while no matter how hard some try, they're destined to lead a mediocre life, trampled under the feet of the truly gifted!"
"If we're born ordinary, who dares to look down upon us?"
Xiao Yi replied with neither humility nor arrogance.
Xiao Tianjiao shook his head, chuckling in disbelief, "Enough, enough. Since good words of advice fall on deaf ears with you, I'll have to use strength to show you just how laughable and pitiable all your efforts are!"
While speaking.
Xiao Tianjiao slowly raised one finger, saying indifferently, "One move, to defeat you!"
Xiao Yi's pupils slightly narrowed.
Above the city walls.
Ye Heng and the others cursed loudly, "Damn, Xiao Tianjiao is too arrogant, isn't he? Defeat my master in one move? Does he think he is Martial God Zhao Wuji?"
"This is pure arrogance..."
Yet, Xiao Tianjiao remained unmoved, slowly raising his right hand, his fingers outstretched as he gently rotated his wrist. He then slowly clenched his fist, withdrawing it to his waist side, in a process that seemed utterly ordinary.
Any beginner of martial arts would know this stance.
Yet it made countless strong fighters hold their breath, "What just happened? How did it feel like he threw nine hundred to a thousand punches in an instant?"
"That was the intent of the fist, and it has already surpassed the fifth tier."
"As expected of Xiao Tianjiao, such profound mystery contained within a simple punch. Can Xiao Yi really catch it?" A look of alarm appeared on Yang Zun's face. He simulated in his mind, and even if it was just a starting move from Xiao Tianjiao, it left him devoid of any confidence in catching the punch.
Emperor Qian, standing next to him, also swallowed hard, his face turning a shade paler, "Xiao Tianjiao's cultivation level has exceeded our imagination. His Qi-Blood is like a rainbow, his primordial energy vast as the ocean, unfathomable. To me, he seems like a bottomless abyss, with no telling how strong he actually is. I'm afraid Xiao Yi is in danger..."
Just a starting move had already shaken the confidence of those who were originally full of information about Xiao Yi.
One could imagine just how terrifying Xiao Tianjiao's strength actually was!
"Here it comes!"
Xiao Tianjiao slowly spoke.
He seemed not at all worried that Xiao Yi was on guard. From the starting move to the actual punch, the whole process constantly reminded Xiao Yi.
And this...
Was exactly where Xiao Tianjiao was so confident.
In his view, even if he fully disclosed the intricacies of this punch to Xiao Yi, it would still be impossible for him to catch it.
Humm!
The iron fist stretched across the sky—a simple punch that didn't even seem as vigorous as a beginner's, lacking an imposing presence. But even a punch as unremarkable as this starting move had Yang Zun and Emperor Qian's hair standing on end.
Each of them drew a sharp breath.
The subtleties of this punch were beyond verbal description!
It appeared slow, but in reality, it was exceedingly fast.
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It seemed ordinary, but it was actually fist within fist. It looked like one punch, yet in the blink of an eye, it struck hundreds to thousands of times.
If one looked closely, they could see ripples of emptiness surrounding the fist, creating layers upon layers, forming a terrifying spatial suppression.
Any martial artist facing this punch had no way to dodge.
As for defense?
That was even more laughable.
Even if Ye Xiaofeng were reborn, when faced with this punch, the only option would be to take it head-on. And the consequence of doing so was a ninety percent chance of dying on the spot, with the remaining ten percent resulting in critical injuries.
The moment Xiao Tianjiao initiated the starting move, Xiao Yi already understood the unusual nature of the punch.
No wonder Xiao Tianjiao was so confident that one punch could defeat him.
Let alone facing an opponent at the peak of the Dharma Manifestation Realm, even a formidable fighter at the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm would only have one outcome under this punch—death.
But...
Today was destined to be a miscalculation for Xiao Tianjiao.
Because his opponent was Xiao Yi!
With the sixth transformation of the Wind Thunder Holy Body, complete mastery of the sixth diagram of the Tongtian Tiroku, and reinforced several times over, Xiao Yi would at most suffer light injuries from such a punch, let alone withstand it.
What's more...
"Four Symbols Heavenly Suppressing Finger!"
This finger strike from Xiao Yi was actually being charged up from the moment Xiao Tianjiao began his starting move.
Now it was unleashed!
One finger.
One punch.
Like needle against wheat awn, they collided in midair.
Boom!
The ground beneath their feet shook at the same time, the ground between them intact, but the ground behind each of them was collapsing amidst loud rumbles. Dust and stones tumbled around, and when everything settled down, two gigantic fan-shaped craters appeared behind them.
Each crater was dozens of meters deep.
Only the ground beneath their feet was left intact, turning into a lone pillar, standing in the middle of the craters.
Xiao Tianjiao's pupils slightly contracted.
Xiao Yi's lips curled upward slightly, "One move has passed, and I'm still alive!"
