After walking out of the mine cave, Lin Hao and Wang Fu deliberately made their way towards the crowded areas, hoping that Yan Heng would be a bit wary and not dare to act too hastily.

However, their actions actually played right into Yan Heng's hands. The more people watching, the better it was for him to establish his might.

He even stopped other new miscellaneous disciples when he encountered them and asked them to follow along, so that they could watch him beat up Lin Hao and Wang Fu and witness his display of power.

Forced by Yan Heng's fierce intimidation, those new miscellaneous disciples had no choice but to follow along reluctantly.

"Lin Hao, Wang Fu, stop right there!"

Seeing that there were already quite a number of people around, Yan Heng said in a calm yet unyielding tone.

"Is it starting? Lin Hao is in for a bad time this time," some of the other miscellaneous disciples were gloating, watching the fun with a schadenfreude mindset, while others empathized and looked at them with sympathetic eyes.

"What do you want?"

Lin Hao knew that he couldn't avoid this. He took a deep breath, forced himself to stay calm, stopped in his tracks, and turned around to ask.

At present, he had only cultivated to the first level of Qi Refining, while Yan Heng had already entered the first level of Qi Refining and was not far from the second level.

Although his master, the Immortal Venerable of Longevity, had said that the five-element spiritual root was stronger than those in the same realm, he still wasn't entirely confident.

"What do I want? Lin Hao, you useless five-element spiritual root, are you asking the obvious? Hehe, you two have been living quite comfortably these days. Do you know how much less spirit porridge your Grandpa Yan has had?" Yan Heng snorted coldly, a fierce look on his face, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he said, "Both of you, kneel down, call me Grandpa Yan and say 'I'm wrong', and then obediently take my punches. Only then can I calm down my anger."

"We're all fellow disciples. There's no need to be so extreme, right?"

Lin Hao's expression changed slightly. He would never agree to such a humiliating thing as kneeling down, getting beaten up, and calling him grandpa.

"Yan Heng... Yan, Boss, please be magnanimous and let us go!"

Wang Fu was so frightened by Yan Heng's fierce aura that he trembled and couldn't help begging for mercy.

"Kneel or not?"

Yan Heng suddenly shouted loudly at Lin Hao and Wang Fu in front of the other miscellaneous disciples who were watching, "Otherwise, your Grandpa Yan will beat you two to death today."

"Plop! I... I'm wrong."

Wang Fu thought of the miserable fates of the miscellaneous disciples who had opposed Yan Heng before. Unable to withstand Yan Heng's fierce intimidation, he finally gave in.

With the thought that a real man should know when to yield and when to persevere, he knelt down on the ground.

"Lin Hao, it's your turn," Yan Heng saw that the chubby guy had been forced to kneel down. He narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint in them, and sneered.

A large number of miscellaneous disciples were watching around, but no one dared to speak up or interfere as they watched Yan Heng teach the two a lesson.

"Want me to kneel down? No way!"

Lin Hao clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, the law of the jungle in the cultivation world was strongly felt in his heart.

He wanted to give in, but he knew that he would still get beaten even if he knelt down. Yan Heng's cultivation level was also at the first level of Qi Refining, the same as his. He wasn't so powerful that it was hopeless, so he might as well fight.

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"I'll beat you until you can't find your teeth!"

Seeing that Lin Hao still dared to be stubborn, Yan Heng roared. As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly rushed towards Lin Hao. He clenched his right fist and swung it hard. Under the powerful force of his fist, continuous sonic booms sounded in the air.

His great speed and terrifying aura made the other miscellaneous disciples watching around couldn't help but change their expressions. If this punch hit them, it would probably make them roll on the ground in pain.

"I'll never provoke Yan Heng again in the future," many miscellaneous disciples had a look of fear on their faces and thought to themselves.

"Yan Heng, you've gone too far!"

Lin Hao watched Yan Heng charging towards him with murderous intent, ready to strike hard. His eyes turned red, looking as if he had been pushed to the limit.

He had fought with many ordinary people before, but this was his first time fighting with cultivators. He clenched his fists, mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and roared, "I'll fight you!"

Lin Hao's face was distorted with a fierce look. Afraid that he wasn't a match for Yan Heng, the spiritual energy in his body, which was far richer than that of spiritual roots in the same realm due to his five-element spiritual root, flowed crazily and burst out with all his strength.

"Bang!"

Desperately fighting, the terrifying speed and momentum of Lin Hao's fist were even much faster than Yan Heng's. The two fists collided together.

Yan Heng only felt a sharp pain in his fist. His expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected that Lin Hao, who had just cultivated to the first level of Qi Refining, could throw such a terrifying punch.

"You forced me to do this!"

Lin Hao knew that when fighting and the strength was about the same, it depended on who was fiercer.

The bold are afraid of the reckless, and the reckless are afraid of the desperate!

After throwing one punch, ignoring the pain in his hand, he immediately threw another punch.

Yan Heng had practiced martial arts since childhood and knew many moves. However, the two were too close to each other. Moreover, Lin Hao's five-element spiritual root had abundant spiritual energy, and his speed burst out, and was even slightly faster than his.

Facing another fierce punch coming at him, it was too late for him to withdraw and use his moves to deal with it. He had no choice but to clench his fist and meet it head-on.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Lin Hao also knew that Yan Heng practiced martial arts. To avoid being pulled apart and falling into a disadvantageous position, he punched furiously, and one after another fist shadows smashed down continuously.

The fists of the two were forced to keep colliding.

"Damn it! Isn't he afraid of pain?"

Yan Heng was shocked by Lin Hao's crazy punching like a mad dog.

Looking at his fists that had already been wounded due to the continuous collisions and blood dripping down, he was stunned.

Twenty breaths later...

Lin Hao still didn't let up. Relying on the abundant spiritual energy of his five-element spiritual root, his combat effectiveness didn't decrease much during the collision.

However, Yan Heng was panting heavily and had consumed a lot of energy. His fists were numb and bloody. A look of fear appeared on his face, "Is this what it's like to have just entered the first level of Qi Refining? This is impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

"Yan Heng, so you're not that great after all."

Lin Hao saw that the other side seemed to be running out of strength. As it was his first time fighting with a cultivator, seeing the hope of victory, he frantically mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and smashed it at the other side with all his strength.

With the speed of his fists, it was too late for Yan Heng to dodge. He could only be forced to either resist with his body or punch back at him.

When novice cultivators at the first level of Qi Refining fought, it was just so simple and straightforward.

It wasn't like the battles of those big shots above the Foundation Establishment stage, with all kinds of flashy magic weapons flying all over the sky.

"Bang!"

The scale of spiritual energy of Yan Heng's water-wood dual spiritual roots was much less than that of the five-element spiritual roots. His spiritual energy was consumed first.

In the shocked expressions of all the miscellaneous disciples watching, Yan Heng couldn't hold on and was punched and flew out, falling heavily to the ground.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"How is this possible! It's Yan Heng who lost!"

Everyone present couldn't believe it.

"Boss... You're so fierce!"

Wang Fu, who was kneeling on the ground, was dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking that he was hallucinating.

"Let you want to bully me."

Lin Hao was fighting with a cultivator for the first time. Afraid that he wasn't fierce enough and would be turned around by Yan Heng, his blood rushed to his head and he was a bit carried away. Even though he had beaten Yan Heng to the ground and made him spit blood, he still wouldn't let him go.

He rushed forward and started punching and kicking Yan Heng who was lying on the ground.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Pig-like screams kept coming out of Yan Heng's mouth, making the miscellaneous disciples around feel their scalps tingle and cold sweat break out on their backs.

It turned out that the fiercest person in the new disciples' area was Lin Hao!

Even many miscellaneous disciples in the old disciples' area heard the commotion and couldn't help but turn their eyes over, shocked by Lin Hao's fierce appearance.

"Stop it!"

If the outer sect disciples guarding the mining area hadn't noticed that something was wrong and were afraid that lives would be lost and stopped it in time, I'm afraid Lin Hao could have beaten Yan Heng to death alive.