The light ring slowly disappeared. When Ou Yangming held his fists slightly, he felt that his power recovered to its peak.

His martial art cultivation base was only at the peak of Yin Grade, after all. Although he could contend with Yang Grade powerhouses by relying on the profound step technique and his various remarkable trump cards, plenty of power was consumed each time. As such, his body would suffer slight losses.

Nonetheless, this was similar to how a poor quality iron was tempered into steel after it was thoroughly tempered.

Without such tempering, a martial art master could not be born.

Ou Yangming did not consume any energy when he exchanged blows with the four Yin Grade martial artists, but he was exhausted after fighting two Yang Grade powerhouses. Even though his waist sash improved his physique, it was still the same.

Needless to say, it was because he chose to grapple with his opponents instead of fully utilizing the integration of Heaven and man. If he had used that state and the thoroughly meticulous, the consumption could not have been so huge.

As compared to Ou Yangming's physical losses, his mental power consumption was close to nothing.

Apart from having more than 50 Points of mental power, the Qi Return necklace also assisted him. He did lose a bit of mental power, but he could sense the mysterious energy in the void slowly making up for the loss at the moment.

If the recovery process lasted more than an hour, his mental power would definitely be recovered to the peak too.

The crowd had different thoughts when the light ring shone, but nobody dared to go up to the ring. It was only when the light disappeared, a person suddenly jumped up to the ring and cupped his hands at Ou Yangming. The man then said in a deep voice, "I'm Lin Xiujin from Xuanchen county. Please give me some pointers, Brother Ou."

Ou Yangming was stunned. The two Yang Grade powerhouses who challenged him earlier were not disdainful toward him, but they clearly did not treat him with respect.

Nevertheless, it was expected because it would only be shocking if they—Yang Grade powerhouses—respected a Yin Grade martial artist.

On the opposite, Lin Xiujing not only greeted Ou Yangming with a salutation when he got up to the ring, but he also made himself seem weak be it his tone or his actions.

Ou Yangming was not the only one who noticed the abnormality because the other people below the ring began to discuss with one another.

Despite that, the other Yang Grade powerhouses were like sawed gourds; they did not make a sound.

"Senior, you're being too polite," Ou Yangming responded and laughed. He was puzzled because the man's attitude was unordinary.

Though Ou Yangming was on intimate terms with some Supreme Great Ancestors, it was an entirely different situation. After all, any Supreme Great Ancestor would be willing to be friends with a blacksmith who was capable of smithing magic tools.

Over here, he was on the ring. How could the courageous powerhouses be willing to admit defeat?

Even so, Lin Xiujing did not carry the demeanor of a Yang Grade powerhouse. He shook his head and noted, "It's my honor to be able to fight you, Brother Ou. Please!"

The moment he took a step back, he slowly released his aura.

Lin Xiujing flashed all of a sudden and swung his fist as he charged at Ou Yangming. Before he was even close to the young fellow, his fist wing whistled and pierced the air.

Ou Yangming's eyes lit up because the skin on his face stung a little as though it was cut by a blade. He narrowed his eyes and thought, 'I dare not face this strange attack with the weakest part of my body.'

Following that, he exerted force through the tip of his toes to move backward. When his upper body swayed, it somehow gave off an odd illusion as if his body was split into two.

Lin Xiujing kept a straight face and attacked at the speed of light. Each time he punched, his fist was accompanied by a strong wind, which contained forceful power. Whenever the wind blew past Ou Yangming's body, he felt like an ax was hurled at him.

It was Ou Yangming's first time encountering such a weird wind, and a bizarre thought crossed his mind.

He felt like he was not exchanging blows with a bare-handed Yang Grade powerhouse, but one who was armed with a weapon.

That said, when he fixed his gaze on Lin Xiujing's hands, he was certain that the Yang Grade powerhouse was not holding anything.

Ou Yangming continued to flash and deceive Lin Xiujing by using the profound body technique. He prevented his opponent from grasping his movements and increased the distance between them as much as he could at the same time.

Having said that, Ou Yangming's face took on a grave expression after a brief moment.

Lin Xiujing's martial art cultivation base was at most Yang Grade Class Three, making him inferior to Wu Haohan. However, his fist technique was unpredictable where every punch could interact with the empty void in a certain way, and there was always vibration.

It was an indescribable frequency, and everything that was in the vibration's way faced the same attacks.

Given that Ou Yangming was limited by the ring, he could not fully evade every attack. While he kept performing the wonderful body technique to dodge the attacks so far, Lin Xiujing's attacks were so fierce that the air-striking powers were endless and impossible to guard against.

Ou Yangming's eyes glowed as he entered the state of the integration of Heaven and man. While he avoided and resisted the penetrative fist technique, he observed the skill carefully.

Lin Xiujing's fist would shake very slightly each time he punched, but it was the peculiar shake that drove his essential Qi and caused the space to vibrate.

An unprepared opponent would be caught off guard upon encountering the attack, leading to a huge loss.

Despite that, once Ou Yangming executed the body technique to the extreme, he slowly began to take initiative.

By observing through the integration of Heaven and man, he could always evade the Air-striking Fist Technique's area in advance, then he would launch an attack from the other side.

Massive mental power surged in Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness. His energy, essence, and spirit rose to the greatest height, which was more notable than when he fought a Supreme Great Ancestor.

The shaking of a fist and the vibration in the air—it was the Air-striking Fist Technique.

Eventually, Ou Yangming gained some understanding of the skill through the integration of Heaven and man, as well as the thoroughly meticulous state.

Especially under the thoroughly meticulous state, Ou Yangming merged the frequencies of his fist's shaking movement and the air's vibration. When they validated each other, he found the inevitable connection between them.

Without warning, Ou Yangming landed firmly with both feet. Faced with Lin Xiujing's incoming attack, he countered with a punch without dodging at all.

"Pow, pow…"

Two strange voices burst out almost at the same time as two powers from different directions but caused the same effect clashed.

The two of them twisted unusually in the void, forming a vortex, which was visible to the naked eye.

Nonetheless, the vortex went back to normal in a split second.

Given that they were at the center of attention, the crowd was in an uproar after they witnessed the peculiar scene. In particular, Wu Hanning, Zuoqiu Hongyuan, and some other people looked grim.

It was not the clash between ordinary powers, but forbidden powers.

Interspatial power.

In actuality, the instant Lin Xiujing attacked, the top-notch powerhouses noticed the mystery in his attacks and guessed his background.

For someone to challenge Ou Yangming after Wu Haohan was defeated, how could he have the guts if he did not have genuine abilities?

Nevertheless, nobody including Wu Hanning expected Ou Yangming to learn the marvelous power from Lin Xiujing.

The Air-striking Fist Technique was a legendary secret technique, which was related to space. On top of that, it was as famous as the Wu imperial family's Spiritual Fist Technique.

Ou Yangming could learn the simulated spiritual attack from Wu Haohan because he possessed incredible mental power, which allowed him to fathom the technique during a fight. On the other hand, Lin Xiujing was adept in the Interspatial Fist Technique…

Legend had it that one had the Lin family's direct bloodline to be able to get a hand on the lost art.

Since Ou Yangming and Lin Xiujing did not look alike at all, he could not have the Li family's bloodline.

Lin Xiujing stopped and had an unusually terrible look on his face. He uttered slowly, "The Air-striking Fist Technique…"

Ou Yangming took a step back and disintegrated the pressure from the fist force. He remarked with a smile, "Ah, so this is the Air-striking Fist Technique. It has a well-deserved reputation!"

"Brother Ou, how did you learn the Air-striking Fist Technique?" Lin Xiujing asked seriously after he took a deep breath.

"We exchanged blows for such a long time, so I naturally learned it after observing it…" Ou Yangming shrugged.

The young fellow made it sound simple, but without entering the thoroughly meticulous state, he could not have perceived the relationship between the fist wind and the vibration in the space. Moreover, he could not have grasped its mystery.

If that was not the case, anyone could have apprehended the Lin family's Air-striking Fist Technique's secret.

"Naturally… Learned it?" Lin Xiujing was dumbfounded for a long time before he smiled bitterly.

'The Yan family's body technique, the Wu family's Spiritual Fist, and even the Lin family's secret Air-striking Fist Technique… Ou Yangming secretly learned all of them.'

Lin Xiujing developed a faint hatred for Ou Yangming when he stared at the young fellow, and he thought, 'A person like him is certainly one of a kind…'

He inhaled deeply and asked, "Brother Ou, there's something I'd like to ask. Was it the Spiritual Fist that you used when you fought Brother Wu just now?"

"Indeed," Ou Yangming answered after a moment of hesitation.

"May I experience the simulated Spiritual Fist Technique?"

Ou Yangming pondered and turned to look at Wu Hanning. Seeing as she was indifferent toward this, he responded, "Okay, please."

Lin Xiujing nodded and charged at the young fellow once more. This time, instead of using the Air-striking Fist Technique, he simply stared eagerly at Ou Yangming.

At the spur of the moment, an indescribable and fearsome pressure came from above him and enveloped him.

Lin Xiujing shuddered and seemed more distressed than Wu Haohan was. He immediately dodged the pressure with all his might, then he kicked and punched as though he was fighting a non-existent opponent.

Without him knowing, he employed the Air-striking Fist Technique again and released his power without any reservations.

Wu Hanning watched quietly and found it strange.

It was true that the Wu family had a secret technique for a simulated spiritual attack, but its effect was not so vivid.

'What adjustment did that young fella make? Why am I getting goosebumps too?'