At this moment, Li Yao noticed that a green orb of light had fallen from Zong Weixia's body.
That's a gift package!
Li Yao immediately picked up the green orb.
"Ding! Successfully picked up a 'gift pack', please check it!"
Li Yao immediately issued a command to the system to activate the gift package.
They actually unleashed the martial art 'Seven Injury Fist'!
Immediately, some moves of the 'Seven Injury Fist' flooded his mind, and he quickly learned the basic moves of the 'Seven Injury Fist'.
Seeing Li Yao smiling but ignoring him, Zong Weixia flew into a rage and shouted, "Boy, I'm asking you a question!"
Li Yao laughed and said, "I think you haven't mastered the Seven Injury Fist at all, yet you've come here to make a fool of yourself. I advise you to go back and cultivate your internal strength in seclusion for thirty to fifty years before practicing the Seven Injury Fist."
The Seven Injury Fist is domineering and unparalleled. Each punch contains seven different forces: fierce, soft, soft within hardness, hard within softness, horizontal, vertical, and inward. If the opponent cannot withstand these inexhaustible forces, they will suffer severe internal injuries.
Those who practice this style of boxing must possess profound internal strength in order to benefit their health.
Otherwise, you'll hurt others first and then yourself.
Zong Weixia sneered, "Boy, who do you think you are, daring to lecture me? Do you even know the Seven Injury Fist?"
Li Yao smiled slightly and said, "What a coincidence, I do know a few moves of the Seven Injury Fist. I wonder if you dare to take a punch from me?"
Zong Weixia was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting his opponent to also know the Seven Injury Fist.
However, he didn't believe Li Yao's words and said, "What a joke! The Seven Injury Fist is a unique skill of the Kongtong Sect. Do you think just any Tom, Dick, or Harry knows the Seven Injury Fist?"
Li Yao's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Is that so? I've heard that the Golden Lion King Xie Xun also knows the Seven Injury Fist."
Zong Weixia said with a face full of hatred, "That's because he stole our Kongtong Sect's 'Seven Injury Fist Manual'."
Li Yao sneered, "So, your Kongtong Sect is taking its anger out on the Ming Cult and joining forces with the other five sects to attack the Ming Cult? I say you're being too petty."
Zong Weixia was momentarily speechless.
Indeed, the Kongtong Sect did have this selfish motive in participating in the attack on the Ming Cult.
What do you mean by eradicating the evil cult!
What do you mean by eliminating harm for the people!
They're all just high-sounding excuses!
Li Yao said, "Hey! Don't just stand there like an idiot. I'm asking you, do you dare to take a hit from my Seven Injury Fist?"
Zong Weixia sneered, "What's there to be afraid of? I'm just afraid you'll just pull out some nonsensical fist technique and try to pass it off as our Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist."
Li Yao said, "Whether it's the Seven Injury Fist or not, we'll know once we try it. You'd better open your dog eyes wide and see clearly!"
Immediately, he clenched his right fist and threw a punch.
Zong Weixia had originally agreed to take a punch from Li Yao.
However, he suddenly remembered that Li Yao could withstand five of his Seven Injury Fists.
So he changed his mind.
So he unleashed a Seven Injury Fist in return.
Bang!
Their fists collided, creating a loud bang in the air.
All that could be heard was a series of crisp 'click' sounds.
Zong Weixia's right arm drooped down.
Zong Weixia's right arm is ruined!
At this moment, a man from the Kongtong Sect suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Boy, how dare you hurt my second brother! You'd better give me your life!"
As he roared, the man flew out and punched Li Yao in the temple.
Someone recognized the man and exclaimed in surprise, "Chang Jingzhi, who could sever a mountain with a single punch!"
The fact that he dared to use the nickname "One Punch to Break a Mountain" shows that the power of his punch was extremely astonishing.
Li Yao didn't even glance at Chang Jingzhi, but simply extended his right hand and grasped the other's fist.
Then, with a gentle pinch and a gentle twist, a sound of bones cracking was heard.
Chang Jingzhi's right hand is ruined!
Everyone was horrified.
Chapter 86 The Head of Mount Hua, the Founder of Hypocrites
To everyone's surprise, Li Yao, who appeared out of nowhere, actually injured two masters from the Kongtong Sect.
Zong Weixia and the other five elders of Kongtong were even more astonished, because they recognized that the fist technique Li Yao used was the Seven Injury Fist of the Kongtong School.
At this moment, another person jumped out from the Kongtong Sect and shouted at Li Yao, "Who exactly are you? What is your relationship with Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King? Where is Xie Xun now?"
This man's name was Tang Wenliang, and he was also one of the Five Elders of Kongtong.
Because the Seven Injury Fist is a unique skill of the Kongtong School, only Xie Xun ever managed to steal the "Seven Injury Fist Manual".
Tang Wenliang discovered that Li Yao also knew the Seven Injury Fist, and he guessed that Li Yao must have a close relationship with Xie Xun.
Upon hearing the name 'Xie Xun', the members of the six major sects all perked up their ears, eager to know Xie Xun's whereabouts.
In fact, many of the six major sects who attacked Bright Peak today were there for Xie Xun.
Because many years ago, Xie Xun stole the Dragon-Slaying Saber.
Knowing Xie Xun's whereabouts, they could then seize the Dragon-Slaying Saber from him.
The supreme martial arts master wields the Dragon-Slaying Saber, commanding the world with absolute obedience!
If you obtain the Dragon-Slaying Saber, you can command the world.
In today's martial arts world, everyone covets the Dragon-Slaying Saber.
Li Yao smiled and said, "If you have the ability to defeat me, I will tell you."
A fierce glint flashed in Tang Wenliang's eyes. He secretly channeled his inner energy, stepped forward, clenched his fists, and made a cracking sound. With a thud, a Seven Injury Fist struck Li Yao's chest.
When his fist collided with Li Yao's chest, he was suddenly horrified to find that his fist seemed to be stuck by a powerful adhesive force, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull his fist back.
Everyone was puzzled to see Tang Wenliang's fist always pressed against Li Yao's chest. They all wondered: What is Tang Wenliang up to? Why doesn't he just punch this kid to death?
Little did they know that Tang Wenliang was now in a difficult situation, unable to back down and suffering in silence.
Li Yao smiled slightly and said, "What are you doing? You don't have the strength to hit me, so you're just pretending to fool everyone?"
"you……"
Tang Wenliang was both anxious and angry, but he couldn't explain it to everyone.
Could it be that he said his fist was stuck to Li Yao's chest and he couldn't pull it out?
Who would believe that!
Li Yao was too lazy to argue with Tang Wenliang and said indifferently, "Go!"
As he finished speaking, he straightened his chest.
Tang Wenliang was immediately sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.
At this moment, no one was happier than the members of the Ming Cult.
After the defeat of the White-browed Eagle King, most members of the Ming Cult were prepared to die for their faith.
Unexpectedly, a young man suddenly appeared and easily defeated three masters from the Kongtong Sect.
Compared to the Ming Cult, the members of the five major sects looked at each other in bewilderment.
They were on the verge of succeeding in their attack on Bright Peak.
Unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared, causing the situation to change abruptly.
As the leader of the six major sects' siege of the Ming Cult, Master Kongzhi felt extremely embarrassed as he witnessed the changing situation.
Just when the Demonic Sect was about to be destroyed, it was thwarted by an unknown young man. If they gave up now, wouldn't they become a laughing stock among the heroes of the world?
After pondering for a moment, he gave Xianyu Tong, the leader of the Huashan Sect, a wink.
Xianyu Tong was a strategist and resourceful leader in the siege of the Ming Cult. When he saw Master Kongzhi asking him for help, he felt a surge of pride and slowly stepped out.
He asked, "This young hero possesses unparalleled martial arts skills, having defeated three masters from Kongtong Mountain in succession. May I ask your honorable name and who your master is?"
Li Yao sized up the other person, and instead of answering, asked, "May I ask who you are?"
The White-browed Eagle King immediately warned, "He is Xianyu Tong, the leader of the Huashan Sect. He is extremely cunning. Be careful, young friend."
So this person was Xianyu Tong!
Li Yao sized up Xianyu Tong. He saw that the man was about forty years old, dressed as a scholar, with delicate features, and holding a fan in his hand. He was very elegant and refined.
Most people are misled by Xianyu Tong's refined appearance and assume he is a very good person.
In fact, Xianyu Tong was the founder of the Huashan School of hypocrites. Later, the Huashan School produced another hypocrite, Yue Buqun, who can be said to have surpassed his teacher.
Li Yao shook his head repeatedly, saying, "So you are Xianyu Tong. What a pity..."
Xianyu Tong frowned and demanded, "What's a pity?"
Li Yao said, "With a hypocrite like you as the leader of the Huashan Sect, it's no wonder the Huashan Sect is declining day by day. If Hao Datong knew that you had made such a mess of the Huashan Sect, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life."
Hao Datong was the founder of the Huashan School, hence Li Yao's statement.
Xianyu Tong was furious and said, "You brat, how dare you address my grandmaster by his name?"
The members of the Huashan Sect were all filled with righteous indignation and shouted in dissatisfaction.
Li Yao said, "Am I wrong? You first seduced and abandoned a Miao woman, and then coveted the position of leader of the Huashan Sect, abandoning her..."
At this moment, Xianyu Tong was trembling all over, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and he had long lost his previous refined demeanor.
Before Li Yao could finish speaking, he suddenly closed his folding fan, revealing a sharp, snake-head-shaped handle, and lunged at him.