I looked at him, confused and bewildered. "Sigh! Don't you realize how awkward your Long family's position is in the martial world right now? People outwardly respect your family, but aside from a few, how many truly respect you? The four representatives of the Long family—Uncle Long, Aunt Long, you, and Yuxin—are all incredibly lewd. If it weren't for Uncle Long and Aunt Long's immense power, and your family's lineage from the Celestial Emperor, no one would show you any respect. Did the Iron Palm Sect members you saved a few days ago come to thank you afterwards? No! Because they were afraid of ruining their reputation, afraid that people would spread rumors that the Iron Palm Sect's women were all sluts, and that the Iron Palm Sect's men were all cuckolds. So you must fight me seriously in this match, to show people that although you may be lewd, you are a powerful force that no one can underestimate. You have the ability to protect the Long family, and you have the ability to kill those who disrespect you. This is not only for you, but also for the martial world. Because your Long family is now a representative of righteous strength!"
Shaoqing softly revealed to me the true reason he wanted me to give it my all.
Hearing Shaoqing's words, I felt uneasy, but I was powerless to refute him, for what he said was true.
My keen senses had already detected the contempt beneath the outward respect of the people.
If we were just an ordinary family, it wouldn't matter, but we were now arguably the most powerful family in the righteous path.
Our actions largely determined the cohesion of the righteous path.
Our lewd behavior made many forces within the righteous path unwilling to commit their full strength to fighting the demonic path.
Because they couldn't fully trust us, fearing that one day we would be captured by the demonic path and become their slaves.
There are many lewd women in the world; the Four Great Scoundrels can even be compared to wives and mothers.
But people don't show contempt when they see them. Why? Because although they are lewd, they have never done anything unbecoming of their status.
Even when they are being violated by men, begging for mercy and reduced to utter depravity, they never forget their duty.
But we are different. We have done far too many things that are beneath our dignity.
The most serious offense is our work as prostitutes in brothels. People may accept prostitutes, but they will never accept prostitutes leading them.
We must do something to restore the world's faith in the Long family, to stop their hesitation towards us.
We must make them understand that although the Long family may be despicable, they absolutely have principles, and we absolutely have the ability to fight against the demonic path.
Thinking this, a serious look appeared in my eyes, a seriousness I had never shown before.
Then I loudly proclaimed to Shaoqing, "Shaoqing, please enlighten me. I must win this battle today!"
Seeing my gaze, Shaoqing smiled and then softly said, "Old friend, let us show the world a battle that will astound them!"
Hearing his words, I nodded slightly.
At this moment, all traces of lewdness and vulgarity had vanished from my body; my face was filled with a long-lost heroic spirit.
I felt a profound clarity in my mind, as if I had just woken up.
My aura surged continuously, clearly perceptible even to those far away.
And the young master opposite me was the same; his aura was enough to rival mine.
Suddenly, I recalled a scene from *Yu Yu Hakusho*, and I loudly proclaimed, "Old friend, my martial arts are based on the Hun Tian Bao Jian (Heavenly Mirror of Heaven), combined with the Pai Yun Zhang (Cloud-Dispelling Palm), Feng Shen Tui (Wind God Leg), and Tian Shuang Quan (Heavenly Frost Fist) to create the Hun Tian Zhan Jing (Heavenly Battle Scripture), and further combined with the Xiantian Wu Xiang Jian Zhi (Innate Formless Sword Finger), suitable for both ranged and close combat. Nick, be careful!"
My beautiful and alluring face was filled with heroic spirit.
"Hahaha...you brat, you're actually introducing the origins of your martial arts! Fine! You're generous, I won't be stingy either. My martial arts are based on the Divine Illumination Scripture, combined with the Xuanwu True Skill. Although it doesn't have the grandeur of the Hun Tian Treasure Mirror, its cultivation is definitely no less than yours. Moreover, combining the Ten Strong Martial Arts, it's absolutely comparable to yours!"
Shaoqing loudly replied.
After speaking, our eyes were fixed intently on each other, searching for any openings we could exploit.
The people, hearing us introduce ourselves and describe our martial arts, were astonished by our boastful and arrogant manner.
Especially my behavior, which was so different from the lewd and cowardly image they had of me.
My powerful aura, boundless fighting spirit, and unparalleled arrogance made it impossible for them to underestimate me anymore, and they no longer had the right to despise me.
Now, they only had one thought in their minds: "When will I be this strong?"
After staring at each other for about fifteen minutes, Shaoqing and I realized that continuing like this wouldn't allow us to find an opening, so we changed our strategy and took the initiative.
We planned to create an opening for our opponent and then seize the opportunity to win.
Having made our decision, we channeled our inner energy and charged towards our opponent at top speed.
The moment we made contact, we unleashed our first punches with all our might.
"Blood Sky Power, Fist of the Sky!"
"Ten Strong Martial Arts, Mountain and Sea Fist Scripture!"
Our roars echoed only after our fists collided, accompanied by the deafening sound of our fists hitting each other, resounding in everyone's ears.
With a deafening "boom," the arena beneath our feet was instantly shattered.
Under the impact of our peak Innate Realm power, the solid arena was almost completely reduced to rubble.
The immense destructive force stunned the onlookers; after all, it was made of hard obsidian! After the first punch, we immediately engaged in a full-force battle.
Our fists clashed relentlessly in mid-air. Occasionally, a few punches would pass through the fist net and land on our opponent, but we didn't defend; we simply relied on our powerful internal energy to withstand the blows.
This ferocious, unadorned fighting style was rarely seen by those present.
Some of lower cultivation levels couldn't understand it at all, finding our fighting style incredibly foolish—possessing immense power but no skill in its application.
After exchanging over a dozen blows, we were both blasted apart.
The moment our bodies separated, we shouted in unison again.
"Innate Sword Finger!"
"Heavenly Sword Dao!"
As we shouted, dozens of sword energies shot from our fingertips, piercing towards our opponent's body.
This time, our fighting style was completely different from before; it had become a contest of strength, technique, and cunning.
Every sword strike was imbued with sword intent, each sought the perfect angle, and each shifted between reality and illusion, paralyzing and luring the opponent.
After each taking several sword strikes, we ceased our attack.
Then we changed tactics and engaged in various combat styles.
Palm to palm, foot to foot, we fought for over a dozen rounds, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.
Ordinary martial artists were astonished, but the masters were even more so.
Having witnessed our battle, they clearly understood that Shaoqing and I already possessed the strength of ten top masters.