<h4>Chapter 1164: Chapter 1171: Heaven and Earth Reversal (Part 2)</h4>


    "No way." Zhu Xiaozhu spoke, "We absolutely cannot call the police. This is a matter concerning the Martial Artsmunity, and it must be resolved ording to the rules of the Martial Arts World. Life and death duels are normal urrences. If we call the police and they intervene, even if Ling Chen’s life is saved, his reputation will be ruined, and he won’t be able to establish himself in the Martial Arts World. Ling Chen has high hopes for Dragon Tiger Hall, and if anything happens to him, the hall will face dissolution before it’s even founded. Therefore, regardless of victory or defeat, he must put forth his full effort in this battle. Even if he loses, he must leave a good impression in everyone’s hearts."


    "Kill!" Wang Hao shouted coldly, his speed suddenly increased as he charged directly at Ling Chen. At this point, Ling Chen was already injured,bined with an enormous depletion of strength, he waspletely at Wang Hao’s mercy.


    Watching the rapidly approaching Wang Hao, Ling Chen steadied himself, firing out steel fists consecutively, one punch after another, trying to seize the initiative.


    Wang Hao sneered, extending one arm forward, and forcibly epting Ling Chen’s punch with his palm. Then, Wang Hao’s body shook, Hua Realm erupted, sting through his palm directly towards Ling Chen’s fist. Instantly, under the impact of that force, Ling Chen abruptly leaned back, his body copsing to the ground once more.


    As Ling Chen struggled to get up, Wang Hao sneered coldly, disdainfully saying, "Once, you could defeat me because you had a good Master. Now that I am his only disciple, what advantage do you have over me? Talent? Hah! Do you think your talent is better than mine?"


    Ling Chen remained silent; honestly, Wang Hao was indeed strong, not just in terms of power, but his talent and aptitude were top-notch. With good mentorship, Wang Hao’s potential for growth was immense. Given time, his name would surely appear on the Heavenly List.


    "Regret it?" Wang Hao sneered coldly, "I know your n; you’re just trying to use me to make Dragon Tiger Hall renowned. Unfortunately, you picked the wrong opponent. Today, I will personally destroy Dragon Tiger Hall. Prepare to die!"


    As these words fell, Wang Hao lightly tapped his toe, like a gust of wind, charging at Ling Chen with irresistible force.


    He intended to decide victory in a single move, not wanting to prolong the fight. Although he wanted to slowly humiliate Ling Chen, to torture him to death, in front of such a crowd, he couldn’t use overly despicable tactics as that would tarnish his own reputation.


    Seeing Wang Hao getting closer, Ling Chen remained standing, showing no intention to move. He didn’t even assume any defensive posture; his entire body was full of openings, which to others seemed like an act of suicide.


    Tong Zhentian and Qiu Yong below the stage watched closely, eyes fixed on Wang Hao’s actions. If Ling Chen encountered danger, they would stop at nothing to rescue him.


    Three meters... two meters... closer!


    Everyone present held their breath. Tang Shiyun covered her mouth, resting her head on Nanrong Wanqing’s arm, not daring to watch Ling Chen. In her mind, Ling Chen was invincible, and she didn’t want to see Ling Chen fail or get hurt.


    Nanrong Wanqing and the other two women were not as terrified as Tang Shiyun, but their anxiety was growing stronger, making it difficult for them to breathe.


    As Wang Hao got closer, Ling Chen made a shocking move—he directly closed his eyes, ignoring Wang Hao’s presence.


    "What is he doing? Is he seeking death?"


    "I think he’s surrendering."


    The crowd below the stage broke into gossip.


    Ling Chen’s unusual move didn’t catch much of Wang Hao’s attention; in his view, at such a close range, Ling Chen was doomed.


    "Die!" Wang Hao shouted violently, his fist drove straight in, Power erupting, aiming directly for Ling Chen’s face.


    However, at this critical moment, Wang Hao’s pupils slightly contracted, doubting his eyes. In that split second, he seemed to see Ling Chen’s body slightly move to the sides. Yet, Ling Chen was clearly standing in front of him without changing position.


    Was he seeing things?


    At this moment, Su He, who had his eyes closed below the stage, suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Ling Chen on stage with a hint of amazement in his clouded old eyes.


    "Ling Cheng, be careful!" Xia Yue couldn’t hold back any longer and loudly warned Ling Chen.


    As Xia Yue’s voice echoed, Ling Chen abruptly opened his eyes, his body swaying side to side, instantly transforming into shadows. Seeing Ling Chen’s transformation, Wang Hao was shocked. At this moment, three shadows appeared before him, making it impossible to discern any real Ling Chen.


    Whatever! Wang Hao gritted his teeth, aiming his punch at the middle shadow. Instantly, the punch pierced through the middle of that shadow.


    Fake?


    Realizing this, Wang Hao hastily changed direction, targeting the remaining shadows. However, just as he shifted targets, the shadow he deemed fake suddenly froze, revealing itself as Ling Chen. With a punch thrown, Wang Hao had no time to react, getting hit and sent flying backward.


    Watching Wang Hao hit the ground, everyone was stunned by the scene; it was beyond their imagination. That shadow was clearly fake, so why was it Ling Chen? If it was Ling Chen, why didn’t Wang Hao’s attack seed?


    These urrences were simply incredible.


    At this moment, Wang Hao stood up from the ground, looking at Ling Chen on the opposite side of the stage, his expression extremely displeased. The seemingly assured victory had been shattered by Ling Chen. He couldn’t understand what had happened.


    "Come again!" Ling Chen still stood his ground, not moving.


    Ling Chen’s calm words were undoubtedly the greatest provocation to Wang Hao. Wang Hao didn’t believe it; surely it was a coincidence and luck, he couldn’t possibly be wrong. With this thought, Wang Hao roared in anger, rushing forward.


    Upon nearing, without waiting for Wang Hao’s move, Ling Chen’s body once more became three shadows. Not only that, but these three shadows all moved within a fixed position, not shifting around the stage.


    Wang Hao nced, choosing the left shadow as his target. To avoid a recurrence of the previous situation, Wang Hao was very cautious, opting for a probing attack instead of an immediate one.


    But that shadow made no response. Seeing this, Wang Hao no longer hesitated, rapidly closing in and delivering a palm strike. Suddenly, his palm passed through the shadow, his force striking into the air.


    Another fake!


    This time, Wang Hao was certain of his judgment. He withdrew his arm, redirecting his focus to the other two shadows. Just as he was about to depart, the nearby shadow suddenly froze, a fist emerged striking Wang Hao’s back fiercely.


    Boom!


    With a heavy sound, Wang Hao’s body was sent flying again, then crashed onto the floor.


    This result made the venue extraordinarily silent, as everyone gazed at Ling Chen with disbelief.