The universe in one's hand

  Fang Qi's qualifications are not bad, he is only eighteen this year, and among his peers, there are few who can match him. Moreover, he is confident that within three years, he will break through the third stage and advance to the fourth stage.

  Who would have thought that he would end up making a fool of himself in public, tripped by a young man with no martial skills or aura. Although it was due to his own carelessness and Fang Yun's sneak attack, this had already made him extremely ashamed.

  Fang Qi's gaze turned towards Fang Yun, looking at those innocent big eyes, the hatred in his heart suddenly vanished.

  "Be careful, Yun!" This time Fang Qi didn't dare to be careless again, but he also wasn't planning to use his internal energy, after all the person in front of him was the young master of the Fang family, who hadn't even cultivated internal energy.

  Even if he didn't use his Qi, relying solely on the physical body tempered by his Qi training, a dozen or so big men wouldn't be taken seriously, let alone such an unlearned and untalented young man.

  Fang Yun smiled and crooked his little finger: "Come."

  Fang Qi quickly rushed forward, stretching out his hand to grab Fang Yun. No one was paying attention to Fang Yun, after all, this was an uneven match from the start.

  "I'd like to see what other tricks this kid has up his sleeve." Fang Hao made up his mind, determined to make Fang Yun suffer a bit, so he would obediently follow him and cultivate his Qi.

  Everyone present was thinking the same way, wondering what other tricks this strange and cunning Cloud Junior had up his sleeve.

  Although no one believed that Fang Yun could win, they still looked forward to what surprises Fang Yun would bring them. Previously, empty talk had already made Fang Qi suffer a loss, and now they wondered what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

  Looking back, Fang Yun's expression was calm and composed. He gazed at the palm that Fang Qi had grasped, and took a light step forward. It seemed like an ordinary step, but before Fang Qi could even react, his palm brushed past Fang Yun's shoulder.

  "Huh?" Fang Hao was taken aback: "Was it just my imagination?"

  Just now, Fang Qi's palm that grabbed Fang Yun was actually only a hair's breadth away from brushing past Fang Yun's side. Although it was just a hair's breadth away, Fang Hao, who had been cultivating his inner energy for many years, understood this hair's breadth difference the most clearly.

  Two warriors of equal strength are dueling, and it's not hard to avoid the opponent's attack. What's difficult is avoiding it by a hair's breadth, which requires precise calculations that surpass the ordinary, even Fang Hao himself finds it hard to achieve such a feat.

  Fang Qi's hand grasped at nothing, his body swaying slightly forward as he stumbled two steps. A sly smile spread across Fang Yun's face as she hooked her foot in front of Fang Qi, causing him to lose his balance once again.

  Plop——

  Everyone's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as Fang Qi fell to the ground once again.

  Even Fang Qi himself couldn't believe it, the first time was Fang Yun's sneak attack. But this time it was a head-on collision, yet he still didn't understand what happened and fell down beside Fang Yun once again.

  "Can't Fang Qi and Lao Wu be in cahoots?" Fang Hao's mind was filled with suspicion, but the next moment he denied his own conjecture. Fang Qi was someone he had chosen from over a thousand people, and even he didn't know how he had ended up choosing Fang Qi, let alone Fang Yun.

  "Fang Qi, don't underestimate Yun Shao, bring out your true strength!" Fang Cheng shouted loudly.

  He also had some annoyance in his heart, Fang Qi's strength was considered to be among the best, and originally Fang Hao chose Fang Qi, he was also a bit proud, but his proud disciple was repeatedly tripped up by Fang Yun, which made his face lose its dignity.

  Fang Qi stood up again, but his face could no longer hold on, completely red, and he didn't dare to look around, lest he see mocking gazes.

  "You'd better not treat me like a kid, or you'll lose very badly!" Fang Yun said with a smile.

  Fang Qi took a deep breath, calming the turmoil in his heart. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes: "Yun Xiao, now I'm getting serious!"

  Fang Qi no longer dared to underestimate Fang Yun. The two previous times he had tripped himself up, whether it was due to a sneak attack or his own carelessness, had left him increasingly frightened.

  However, he always believed that he couldn't lose, having Dou Qi and not having Dou Qi were two completely different concepts.

  Fang Qi's body emitted a faint yellow glow, he was cultivating the most ordinary "Earth Ability" of the Fang family. Although it was ordinary, it was exceptionally powerful, especially in terms of physical enhancement and instantaneous explosive power.

  A faint layer of Dou Qi light enveloped Fang Qiu's body, rapidly covering his entire being and transforming into a solid, hard shell that made ordinary sword edges almost unable to harm him.

  Fang Yun smiled slightly, and only then did he seriously get into position. His gaze swept to the corner of his eye, glancing at Fang Hao: "Old man, today I'll let you know that aura and magic aren't omnipotent!"

  "You stinky brat, today I'll let you know that without Dou Qi and magic, it's absolutely impossible!" Fang Hao shouted loudly: "Fang Qi, give this kid a good lesson, make him not dare to underestimate Dou Qi."

  "Master of the house, isn't this going too far?" Fang Cheng said in a low voice.

  After all, Fang Qi's opponent was still an underage youth, let alone Fang Qi being third rank eighth grade, even if he were first rank, he would still be overqualified.

  "It's nothing, this kid has a thick skin, he just needs a good beating!" Fang Hao said nonchalantly.

  Fang Hao didn't believe that Fang Yun could defeat Fang Qi, but he still had confidence in his physical strength. After all, when Fang Yun snatched the flowers from Fang Yu and was hit by a blast of flames on the face, he acted as if nothing had happened and continued to jump around energetically.

  These years, Fang Yun has eaten countless fireballs, ice arrows and wind blades. If there was anything wrong, he would have been dead long ago, and wouldn't be showing off here.

  "What's going on?"

  "Looks like you're all soft and weak, how are you going to fight against Fang Qi?"

  "Did he want to use this to make it difficult for Fang Qi to take action?"

  At this moment, Fang Yun is performing the Tai Chi starting posture: Qian Kun in Hand.

  To counter Fang Qi, without using Xian Qi, one can only use Taiji Fist to overcome him with softness subduing firmness.

  Tai Chi emphasizes the realm of thought, where thoughts follow the movement of the mind. No move is better than any move, this is the highest state of Tai Chi.

  At this moment, with Fang Yun as the center, within a radius of ten zhangs, his divine consciousness completely covered it, and there was a faint aura that transformed into Taiji, enveloping both of them.

  Fang Hao furrowed his brow, he faintly felt that Fang Yun's aura had become strange, but this feeling was indescribable and inexplicable. "Fang Cheng, have you sensed any changes?"

  Fang Cheng also had a puzzled expression, this feeling was very strange, if not for Fang Hao's reminder, he wouldn't have even noticed, but even with deliberate observation, nothing was discovered.

  Fang Cheng looked puzzled and observed for a while before shaking his head: "I'm just a simpleton, I didn't feel anything."

  He wasn't oblivious, he just couldn't understand whether it was an illusion or reality. He even found his own thoughts laughable. This uneducated and useless young master, considered the most useless of this generation, how could he possibly possess such abilities?

  Among the thousands of people present, only Fang Hao and Fang Cheng slightly felt a difference, while the others with lower aura levels couldn't feel this subtle change.

  Only the square in the middle of the field felt a slight sense of oppression, this kind of oppression was like the pressure of the surrounding air on the body, but because the fighting spirit covered the body, the flow of air was not smooth, so he didn't take it to heart.

  Fang Qi threw out a punch, simple and steady, without any fancy moves. This punch contained five-tenths of his fighting energy. If it landed on the ground, the result would be a direct explosion of a pit.

  The storm clouds did not retreat but instead advanced, as if a giant arm was rotating lightly in mid-air, bringing with it a whirlwind.

  "The first revelation of the universe."