Crack!
Cracks began to appear on the ceiling of the house.
Ma Fengzheng's Grandmaster Domain did not crush Ning Beichen; instead, Ning Beichen's Grandmaster Domain pressed forward step by step, continuously encroaching on Ma Fengzheng's territory.
With a thunderous roar.
Ma Fengzheng and Ning Beichen's Grandmaster Domains shattered simultaneously, and both were sent flying backward.
After landing.
Ma Fengzheng tilted his head back and spat out a large mouthful of blood, while Ning Beichen only had a tiny trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The outcome of their previous clash was clear at a glance.
Ma Fengzheng wiped the blood from his face, his body slightly hunched. He felt a significant depletion in his vitality and spirit.
"Good, good, good! I didn't expect you to actually possess Grandmaster cultivation!"
Ma Fengzheng looked at Ning Beichen, his eyes filled with killing intent. If Ning Beichen were an elder, Ma Fengzheng would not be so worried.
But Ning Beichen was too young, so young that it made Ma Fengzheng very fearful.
The Ma family had offended him, and they absolutely could not allow him to continue growing. No matter what, today, even if it cost him his own life, he had to eliminate this young Grandmaster.
"Fierce Wind Like Sun Palm!"
Ma Fengzheng cupped his hands, and a black, misty vortex of energy appeared in his palm.
As the vortex emerged from Ma Fengzheng's palm, Ning Beichen's pupils contracted slightly. He immediately sensed an extreme danger.
With a boom.
The vortex, like a laser cannon, instantly arrived before Ning Beichen.
It wasn't that Ning Beichen didn't want to dodge, but Ma Fengzheng was also a Grandmaster. Even if he had been promoted to a half-step Grandmaster through elixirs, he was still a Grandmaster with decades of cultivation. His attacks were not to be trifled with.
Knowing he couldn't dodge, Ning Beichen struck the vortex three times consecutively.
Ning Beichen didn't use any profound fist techniques; he used very ordinary fist energy. However, no matter what kind of fist energy it was, it became extraordinary in the hands of a Grandmaster.
In fact, the most important thing was that Ning Beichen wanted to test if he could withstand the attack of a half-step Grandmaster.
Ning Beichen's three consecutive punches met Ma Fengzheng's Fierce Wind Like Sun Palm. They only managed to block it for a single second.
A second might be fleeting for an ordinary person, but for a Grandmaster, it was enough to change the course of life and death.
With a bang.
The Fierce Wind Like Sun Palm struck Ning Beichen's body. However, because Ning Beichen's preceding three punches had weakened the palm strike as much as possible, the power that finally landed on him was less than a third of its original force.
Even so, Ning Beichen was still sent flying by the palm strike.
"Good, good, good! You can withstand one of my palms; you are qualified to be my opponent."
Even as an opponent, Ma Fengzheng could not help but praise Ning Beichen's strength.
"But it's a pity that I cannot allow a young Grandmaster like you to continue growing. Your existence is a nightmare for my Ma family!"
After speaking, Ma Fengzheng leaped into the air, his five fingers forming claws, and like a sprung trap, he lunged towards Ning Beichen's crown.
"Then let's see if you have the strength to kill me!"
Ning Beichen no longer hid his strength. After all, he had only recently become a Grandmaster. Facing an elder like Ma Fengzheng who had lived for a hundred years, he could only defeat him by going all out.
"Spring Wind Transforms Rain Finger!"
Ning Beichen's ten fingers flicked repeatedly towards Ma Fengzheng, who was in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Streams of finger energy, like a spring breeze transforming into rain, flew towards Ma Fengzheng.
However, Ma Fengzheng did not dodge. Instead, he relied on his strong Grandmaster physique to endure Ning Beichen's Spring Wind Transforms Rain Finger. His five fingers were aimed precisely at tearing open Ning Beichen's crown.
But Ma Fengzheng underestimated Ning Beichen.
Indeed, in terms of cultivation, Ning Beichen was not as profound as him.
However, Ma Fengzheng hadn't expected that.
Ning Beichen was a true Grandmaster who had ascended through his own efforts, not a half-step Grandmaster built up by elixirs.
Before Ma Fengzheng could descend, he saw that Ning Beichen's finger energy had already pierced his body, causing him to fly back with blood gushing out.
"What kind of finger technique is this?"
Upon landing, Ma Fengzheng immediately pressed a few points on his body, trying to stop the bleeding from some areas.
But Ma Fengzheng discovered that Ning Beichen's finger energy possessed a strong destructive power that rendered his attempts to stop the bleeding ineffective. He asked in great shock.
"Spring Wind Transforms Rain Finger."
Ning Beichen did not press his advantage.
"A well-executed Spring Wind Transforms Rain Finger! I have never heard of this finger technique before. What sect does it belong to?"
Ma Fengzheng asked in astonishment.
"You don't need to ask. It's a technique from an obscure sect. Even if I told you, you wouldn't know."
Ning Beichen didn't want to reveal his lineage, so he didn't tell him.
"A fine obscure sect indeed. But do you think this is enough to deal with me? You are mistaken."
Ma Fengzheng roared. His internal energy in his dantian rose like a spiral, emitting a sound like crashing waves. He then struck Ning Beichen with a palm.
This was the Ma family's Scarlet Wave Palm. If one was hit, the blood within the enemy's body would freeze, making it a highly venomous technique.
However, this palm technique required a high level of internal energy and was divided into nine levels. Only when one reached the perfection stage, where the sound of crashing waves was produced within the body, could the enemy's blood be frozen. Even Ma Fengzheng had only reached the eighth level.
The ninth level of the Scarlet Wave Palm could not be achieved through mere hard work; it required astonishing comprehension.
"Dividing Waves and Conflicting Tides!"
Ning Beichen seemed to see waves of giant tides rushing towards him. He dared not be struck by the Scarlet Wave Palm and used his movement techniques to dodge within the house.
Rumble!
Rumble, rumble!
The two load-bearing pillars in the house could not withstand the power of the Scarlet Wave Palm. The concrete covering them shattered with a loud bang, revealing the bent steel bars wrapped within.
The house trembled, looking as if it would collapse at any moment.
Ning Beichen executed an aerial somersault. Before landing, he used his toes to hook the air, sending two arcs of energy whistling towards Ma Fengzheng, but they were also dodged by Ma Fengzheng.
Ma Fengzheng grew increasingly shocked as he fought. He had initially thought that despite Ning Beichen's young age and his Grandmaster cultivation, his combat experience might not compare to his own.
Yet, after their fierce battle, he found himself unable to defeat Ning Beichen.
"This child is too terrifying. No, I must not let him go, even if it means mutual destruction."
With this thought.
Ma Fengzheng's aura began to burn.
Every sect's inheritance had its secret techniques, and the Ma family was no exception.
What was known as a secret technique was something that inflicted a thousand casualties on the enemy while incurring eight hundred on oneself. It sought not to survive, but only to perish together with the enemy. At the very least, it could inflict heavy injuries on the enemy, thus qualifying as a secret technique.
"Go—to—hell—now!"
A terrifying and powerful aura emanated from Ma Fengzheng, and he charged at Ning Beichen without regard for anything else.
"Secret Technique Burning!"
Ning Beichen was startled. He dared not resist head-on and even less dared to linger.