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    Chapter 0015: The Fury of the Tiger Fist

    Yan Zhongming moved with light steps, like a swift swallow, and in an instant, he was right in front of Qin Yun. He suddenly brought his two fingers together, concentrating a large amount of inner energy on them. His fingertips trembled slightly, emitting a mist of transparent vapor!

    Then, at incredible speed, he jabbed towards Qin Yun's lower abdomen.

    The lower abdomen is where one’s inner essence resides!

    With such a powerful strike, Yan Zhongming’s force reached around five thousand jin. It was clear that he intended to shatter Qin Yun’s inner essence!

    Even in a training match, he used such a ruthless move!

    Many senior students frowned upon seeing this vicious attack, knowing that Yan Zhongming was trying to please the Empress.

    In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhongming’s two fingers had fiercely pierced into Qin Yun’s lower abdomen!

    At that moment, everyone believed Qin Yun’s inner essence would surely be destroyed.

    Yang Shiyue was furious; she finally understood why Qin Yun hated the Empress and those vile old ministers so much!

    Yan Zhongming secretly rejoiced, thinking his move would succeed, but when his fingers touched Qin Yun’s lower abdomen, it felt like hitting solid steel.

    As he was startled, a burning pain suddenly shot through his wrist, as if searing fangs were clamped tightly onto it!

    Everyone watching was stunned!

    Despite Yan Zhongming’s powerful strike, Qin Yun stood firm as a mountain and grabbed Yan Zhongming’s wrist in return!

    "You’re ruthless!" Qin Yun’s voice was icy and low, filled with anger.

    As he spoke, he twisted Yan Zhongming’s wrist with great force!

    A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed, followed by a scream.

    Yan Zhongming let out a cry of agony as his arm was broken, hanging only by skin from his shoulder—it looked excruciating!

    Qin Yun clenched his fist, his inner energy surging, and struck Yan Zhongming’s abdomen!

    His furious punch, like a raging tiger, roared with fury!

    "Ahh!" Yan Zhongming screamed again as he was hit, spitting blood.

    "Stop!" A teacher rushed over, shouting.

    Qin Yun’s punch, like a roaring tiger, continued its momentum and slammed into Yan Zhongming’s face!

    Yan Zhongming, screaming in pain, was knocked flying off the stage, unconscious.

    The teacher from Class Seven checked him and frowned, saying, "His inner essence has dissipated… hurry, take him for treatment!"

    No one could say anything because Yan Zhongming’s attack had been equally ruthless!

    "The three moves are over. The one who became useless is not me, but you!" Qin Yun looked at the unconscious Yan Zhongming on the ground and said coldly.

    The winner was Qin Yun, whom no one had expected to win!

    And he had crippled Yan Zhongming in just three moves!

    The senior students murmured in astonishment, discussing Qin Yun’s moves…

    Qin Yun’s three moves were indeed impressive—his punches were fluid and powerful, his inner energy fierce and controlled, leaving many teachers amazed.

    "Isn’t that the Spirit Tiger Fist? That’s a common technique!"

    "Qin Yun’s inner energy isn’t weak. What’s going on? Wasn’t he supposed to have internal injuries? How can he look fine?"

    "The strangest thing is, why did he suffer no damage when Yan Zhongming jabbed his abdomen?"

    "Is he really just a One-Yang Spirit Vein?"

    "It might be due to his Purple Gold Fire Soul. Such a high-level soul might make his inner energy stronger."

    Qin Yun had trained his body intensely for five years, making it incredibly strong. During the fight, he activated the Profound Sun Technique, causing his inner essence to vibrate intensely, pushing out powerful inner energy that made his abdomen hard and resistant, successfully blocking Yan Zhongming’s strike!

    When inner energy reaches a certain level, it can flow through the flesh and even become impervious to blades!

    Moreover, Qin Yun had made some progress in cultivating his inner energy technique overnight, releasing inner energy through his soul, which was twice as strong as Yan Zhongming’s, a key factor in his victory.

    An elder shouted, "Class Seven’s Yan Zhongming is defeated, Class Seven is eliminated. Class Nine’s Qin Yun wins and advances to the second round!"

    The students from Class Seven were initially very confident, believing Yan Zhongming would easily defeat Qin Yun!

    But now, they all had bitter expressions; their resources for the semester were gone!

    They blamed Yan Zhongming for underestimating Qin Yun, ignoring his Purple Gold Fire Soul.

    Only Yang Shiyue knew that Qin Yun had achieved some success in cultivating his inner energy technique, making his inner energy very strong.

    Qin Yun walked down from the stage and approached Yang Shiyue.

    Yang Shiyue looked at him with admiration, giving him a gentle smile that was charming and soothing, like a gentle breeze.

    "Not bad. As long as your next opponent isn’t too strong, you’ll definitely win," Yang Shiyue said, relieved.

    Qin Yun glanced at the other stages, where several matches had already ended.

    To his surprise, the Jiang family disciple with the Sound Wave Soul had managed to knock out his opponent with a sound wave at the end, demonstrating remarkable skill in using his soul’s power quickly.

    "Don’t face this guy," Qin Yun thought, finding the sound waves too bizarre.

    Soon, the first round of matches came to an end, eliminating eight classes.

    Next, the draw for the next round of matches began!

    After Yang Shiyue drew her lot, she cursed her bad luck under her breath, having drawn Class Eleven.

    Ye Weixuan from Class Eleven possesses the Golden Thunder Martial Soul. Having grown up in a family known for the Thunder Martial Soul, he can already harness a bit of lightning-attribute inner energy even though he has just awakened his Thunder Martial Soul.

    "Ye Weixuan is from the Empress's family; he calls her his aunt. He won't go easy on you," Yang Shiyue whispered. "I watched his fight earlier; he can use a bit of lightning-attribute inner energy. Be careful."

    "So the Empress also has a Thunder Martial Soul? I thought it was a Venomous Snake Martial Soul!" Qin Yun sneered and then walked onto the stage.

    As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he made his inner essence resonate with his Purple Gold Fire Martial Soul, condensing and releasing powerful flames!

    Ye Weixuan also wanted to be in the same class as the beautiful teacher Yang Shiyue but was forced to transfer, mainly because of Qin Yun. So, he blamed Qin Yun for everything.

    He believed that if he could incapacitate Qin Yun, he could return to Yang Shiyue's class.

    The moment Ye Weixuan stepped onto the stage, sparks of lightning emanated from his fists, indicating his lightning-attribute inner energy!

    "Ye Weixuan hasn't started cultivating any inner essence techniques yet, but he can make his inner essence possess lightning attributes. It seems he has been practicing the Ye Family's Shocking Thunder Fist, which allows his inner essence to contain a hint of lightning."

    "Don't underestimate that hint of lightning inner essence; it's much stronger than attributeless inner essence!"

    Some senior students praised Ye Weixuan, envying his Golden Thunder Martial Soul... while Qin Yun's Purple Gold Fire Martial Soul was something they dreamed of possessing.

    "Your Spirit Tiger Fist seems quite strong. How about this: let's exchange one punch?" Ye Weixuan sneered at Qin Yun, his face full of arrogance.

    Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this!

    "The Ye Family's Shocking Thunder Fist is their ultimate technique, while Spirit Tiger Fist is barely considered a low-level beginner technique."

    "Ye Weixuan is being too unfair, using a spirit-grade martial skill against a beginner technique!"

    "Qin Yun isn't stupid; he shouldn't agree to this."

    Qin Yun was secretly alarmed; the Shocking Thunder Fist was actually a spirit-grade martial skill! He had never learned any martial skills in the palace, and he couldn't help feeling envious.

    "Sure!" Qin Yun agreed with a relaxed expression, ready to exchange punches with Ye Weixuan.

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