Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 155 Eternal Victory

While the Wudang disciples let their imaginations run wild, Huang Xuantian had already made his move.

"To challenge a Saint is a delusion. The only outcome is death!" Inner Strength surged through his meridians as Qigong gathered in his palms. Huang Xuantian let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, and swung a fierce palm heavily toward Wu Tian.

This was a palm strike that only the Sect Leaders of the major Jianghu sects or the experts of the Five Surnames and Seven Families could withstand.

Yet, facing this stone-shattering blow, Wu Tian simply stood there, showing not the slightest intention of dodging.

Seeing this, many of the onlookers shook their heads, certain this young man was as good as dead.

"He’s a fool, courting his own death. It seems I don’t need to bother surpassing you anymore. Why would I compete with a dead man?" Huang Ming gloated, stretching his arms leisurely.

BOOM!

In the blink of an eye, the overwhelming Qigong reached Wu Tian’s chest. A blow like that could crumple a locomotive, let alone a human body.

Yet Wu Tian stood his ground, with no intention of fighting back.

While his power was not at the Immortal Emperor Realm, his body retained its toughness from that realm. Now, Huang Xuantian’s palms had slammed into Wu Tian’s chest.

CLANG!

Upon impact, the crowd was dumbfounded. Wu Tian’s body wasn’t shattered by Huang Xuantian’s strike. Instead, an astonishing sound of clashing metal rang out.

Wu Tian stood there quietly. Huang Xuantian’s immensely powerful palm strike couldn’t even make him tremble.

This scene left the onlookers in disbelief. How is this possible? Huang Xuantian’s profound Qigong can’t harm him at all! Heavens! How terrifying is this body?

It wasn’t just the others who were shocked; Huang Xuantian himself was even more astonished. He felt a sharp, radiating pain in his own palms where they had struck Wu Tian’s chest.

Heavens, what on earth is this man’s body made of? A monster?

At that moment, Xiao Tianzan laughed. "Truly worthy of the expert I invited. Huang Xiantian, you have lost."

The area fell silent as the crowd stared, dumbfounded. They never expected Wu Tian to be the expert Xiao Tianzan had invited. But how could this expert be so young?

The Wudang disciples, who had arrived in Yang City some time ago, were just as stunned as everyone else. They had remained hidden to investigate the little guy’s family background. Their investigation had revealed that the little guy’s father was a genius with SSSSS-rank business acumen. They knew he could fight, but they never imagined he was *this* skilled!

Huang Ming was completely petrified. Rendered speechless, his eyes were locked on the scene before him as he shook his head frantically.

"No, no, no! This can’t be real! I must be dreaming! Yes, I’m definitely dreaming!"

Huang Ming refused to accept the reality before him. The person he considered his rival was capable of fighting his own master? Then what does that make me, Huang Ming?

"So, you’re the expert Xiao Tianzan spoke of," Huang Xuantian said, taking a step back. Only now did he truly take Wu Tian seriously. He sized Wu Tian up for a moment before speaking coldly. "To have such ability, there are only two possibilities."

"First, you possess extraordinary talent. Second, you come from the Medicine King Sect, one of the Jianghu sects. You have taken rare medicines for years, so even if you’re forty, fifty, or even seventy or eighty years old, you still look like you’re in your twenties."

Huang Xuantian’s words gave Huang Ming the perfect excuse for his own inferiority. He mumbled to himself, his face lit with joyous realization, "So that’s it... that’s it! No wonder I can’t compare to him. He’s actually an old monster in disguise."

Huang Xuantian moved again. He bellowed and stomped his foot fiercely, his face flushing red. Concentrating Qigong throughout his body, his muscles immediately swelled, transforming him into a hulking giant of a man. Qigong flowed through the bulging muscles, giving them a metallic sheen like polished steel.

Huang Xuantian’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins. Upon closer inspection, the muscles in his legs had expanded the most.

Seeing this, Huang Ming laughed aloud. "My master has brought out all of his strength—one hundred and twenty percent, even! He’s forcibly flooding his body with Qigong. He’ll be seriously injured after this fight, but for the next hour, he’ll be invincible!"

The members of the Huang Family also cheered with excitement. "Look at the Family Head’s stance! He’s about to use the Shadowless Kick!"

"When the Shadowless Kick is unleashed, no one under heaven can match him!"

Huang Ying also hopped about excitedly, looking at the little guy and sneering, "Your daddy is dead meat."

The little guy wasn’t worried at all, chuckling gleefully instead.

Witnessing this, the Wudang disciples couldn’t help but feel that their future Sect Leader’s father was undoubtedly a monstrous father.

"Die!" Huang Xuantian roared. "Behold my Shadowless Kick!"

His feet shot out, becoming formless, shadowless blurs. Their speed was extreme, and a ferocious wind swirled around his legs, kicking up clouds of dust from the ground.

Yet Wu Tian merely chuckled. "This martial art is certainly impressive in the secular world."

"However, displaying it before me is like a novice showing off his axe skills to a master carpenter!"

Wu Tian lifted his own foot, and his entire aura shifted in an instant. The single kick he unleashed seemed powerful enough to shatter Mount Hua.

"This is just a casual kick! I’ll call it... A Casual Kick!"

Casual? The onlookers were dumbfounded. If that’s a casual kick, what would a serious one look like?

Not good! Seeing Wu Tian’s kick, Huang Xuantian was horrified. In a direct confrontation, his confidence in his Shadowless Kick evaporated completely.

Confronted with Wu Tian’s attack, he felt the chilling touch of death.

"Retreat!"

Huang Xuantian hastily retracted his leg. He only managed to dodge by executing a clumsy and embarrassing series of rolls across the ground.

At the same time, Wu Tian’s kick swept out.

WHOOSH!

It tore through the air with a violent sound, leaving a faint afterimage in its wake.

"That kick... it’s terrifying."

"My God, his kick looks more like the Shadowless Kick than the Shadowless Kick itself!"

Everyone was so shocked they were nearly speechless, their eyes practically popping out of their skulls.

Having narrowly escaped the kick, Huang Xuantian scrambled to his feet, gasping for breath, his face drenched in a cold sweat as if he had just survived a life-or-death battle. Only he could truly appreciate the danger of that moment. If not for that humiliating maneuver, he knew he would have been kicked to death.

Should I keep fighting? he thought in horror. If this continues, I’ll lose my life here!

As his mind raced, Wu Tian’s other leg was already preparing to kick again.

"Wait!" Huang Xuantian snapped back to his senses and shouted immediately.

He didn’t want to die. As long as the green mountains are there, one needn’t worry about firewood! The day will come when the Seven Saints of Dragon Country attack together; that will be true, eternal invincibility. Why should he make such an unnecessary sacrifice now?

"Die!"

But Wu Tian had no intention of stopping just because Huang Xuantian cried "Wait."