C19 Who Is the Trash?!

Because, they clearly saw Liu Yang standing in the same spot from the beginning to the end, without moving at all. When that powerful kick was about to hit him, Liu Yang easily caught it and casually threw it away. Then, they saw a living person flying towards them with his left foot frozen.

"Impossible, I don't believe it! I am at the Middle Period of the Bright Lamp Stage, how could I not be able to deal with a Glimmering Stage?" Little Bin, who was falling in the crowd, shouted in grief and indignation.

"A bunch of scum of the sect, how pitiful. You guys attack together! I am in a hurry to sell the Snow Demonic Beast." Liu Yang looked at the few people in front of him and said coldly.

"So you have already broken through to the Bright Lamp Stage. Although you are still trash, it is not easy for your useless body to advance. Hand over the Snow Demonic Beast. Seeing that you are still useful to the sect, I will not fight with you." Qin Yi, who was the only one who still had a calm expression, said.

Liu Yang laughed and said, "Don't make it sound like you are the only one who can do whatever you want. Whether I am trash or not, it is not something you can control!"

"Looks like you will only be so stubborn when you are faced with absolute power!" Qin Yi sneered.

"Then let me try your so-called absolute power!" Liu Yang said indifferently.

Qin Yi was the eldest grandson of an Inner Sect Elder. Usually, he would listen to the flattery of others and no one dared to contradict him. Liu Yang's words had obviously never appeared in his ears before, so Qin Yi was both angry and curious.

Liu Yang was a failed experimental subject of the sect. He did not even have the slightest value. How could he dare to speak to him like that? Where did his courage come from? Was he an idiot?

After a long time, Qin Yi finally put down the question in his heart. With a dark face, he no longer said anything. The spirit energy enveloped his body and gradually condensed into the shape of a white tiger. As for himself, after the spirit energy condensed, black and white stripes appeared on his skin. If he did not have hair, he would be no different from a fierce tiger.

His black eyes had already turned blood-red. The spirit energy in his hands flashed with a dazzling golden light, as if it was coated with a layer of gold. Qin Yi's aura changed. With the domineering aura of a king of beasts, he roared and jumped up. He raised his fist and rushed towards Liu Yang.

"White Tiger Fiery Sun Fist!"

With a "Bang!", the rock under Qin Yi's feet suddenly shattered. The moment he punched out, the terrifying explosive force caused the air to twist.

Feeling the punch that was rushing towards him, Liu Yang first retreated a few steps with the illusion under his feet. Then, he lightly stepped on the ground and rose up. The cold core in his body rotated, and the spirit energy mixed with extreme cold energy poured into his right arm. The "Vast Thunder Fist" was also thrown out without any fancy moves.

The extreme cold air seemed to freeze the surrounding air. The dark blue fist suddenly met the golden fist. The energy collided, and a dark golden tiger suddenly devoured the dark blue energy.

Then, a whirlwind of energy whipped up in an instant, causing everyone to be unable to see the situation inside clearly.

However, the scene before the whirlwind was enough. Qin Yi had already smiled victoriously.

The people standing at the side also started to become lively in the manner of a victor. The defeated Little Bin no longer looked like a loser when he was defeated. He dragged his numb left foot and took a few steps forward, shouting at Liu Yang fiercely, "Hmph, trash is trash. How can he be so weak even after breaking through? Isn't he just a piece of cake in front of Boss?"

"A piece of trash who only has a little bit of achievements and already starts to be arrogant. Such a person deserves to suffer a little bit." The pockmarked face beside him also said.

The collision of spirit energy caused the whirlwind to dissipate. The battle in the sky became clear. Everyone could not believe their eyes when they saw that the golden tiger that had swallowed the blue energy was already frozen from the inside out. Within the ice, the white tiger's fierce eyes were still glaring forward.

This was impossible. What kind of cold air could freeze even spirit energy? This was impossible. Qin Yi stared at the scene in front of him with his eyes wide open. His thick eyebrows were twisted together, filled with shock and surprise.

Suddenly, the sound of thunder came from the sky. A shadow appeared in front of Qin Yi. When he reacted, a fist that was mixed with the sound of thunder had already rushed towards his chest.

Unable to dodge in time, Qin Yi's body was sent flying more than ten meters away by the huge force of the fist, and he heavily fell to the ground.

Little Bin and the pockmarked young man who had been laughing at Liu Yang with the attitude of a victor just now suddenly opened their mouths wide and looked at Qin Yi who was lying on the ground. Then, they looked at Liu Yang and were speechless for a moment.

"Boss Qin actually lost! This doesn't make sense. The Stars Stage Boss Qin actually couldn't beat the Bottomless Pit of the Bright Lamp Stage. What is going on?" Little Bin said in disbelief.

"Little Bin, I think I heard a thunderclap just now. Liu Yang used the Vast Thunder Fist, and the level of his cultivation is not low." The pockmarked young man slowly said these words.

"How is that possible? What kind of magic treasure are you carrying?" Qin Yi asked Liu Yang with a face full of disbelief.

"Ignorant." Liu Yang looked at Qin Yi with disdain.

"Accumulate!"

Following Liu Yang's low shout, the surrounding Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth crazily entered his body. After circling one round in his Qi Sea, it flowed into his right hand.

In an instant, Liu Yang appeared in front of Qin Yi. His hand was as fast as lightning as it smashed into Qin Yi's chest.

In the eyes of the surrounding disciples, Liu Yang had only taken half a step. This simple half-step had already appeared in front of Qin Yi.

"Bam!"

Qin Yi's body was directly smashed into the ground by this punch. A hole that was about an inch deep appeared beneath his body. One could imagine the power of Liu Yang's punch.

Qin Yi, who was severely injured, had at least five broken bones. If he didn't take the pill to treat his injuries, he would probably have to lie down for half a month before he could recover.

Qin Yi, who was lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood as he pointed at Liu Yang.

"You... Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me!"

"I know, but what can you do? Trash." Liu Yang walked down the mountain without turning his head.

Qin Yi spat out another mouthful of blood. What could be more vicious than being publicly recognized as trash by the sect and being called a trash? Furthermore, he could not refute these words. He had indeed been defeated by trash.

Qin Yi rolled his eyes and fainted.