"Huh?" Zhang Chulan's eyebrows nearly twisted together, "The Xianzhou people also practice Qi?"

But upon careful thought, this was actually quite reasonable. When humans are born, the innate Qi transforms into limbs and bones—could it be that only Earthlings have comprehended this? As the saying goes, 'The Way of Heaven is not bestowed exclusively.' The insights they've gained, the Xianzhou people likely comprehended thousands of years earlier.

Although that guy in red, who enlarged himself and hit the ceiling, didn't seem very bright, his immense strength perfectly matched the first stage of Master Lu's 'Reverse Birth Triple'—filling his entire body with true Qi, granting him the power of dragons and tigers with every movement. Combined with his ability to stretch and shrink at will, growing larger or smaller... these two traits alone were enough to establish a new school and become a grandmaster.

"No wonder Yanqing and Jingliu can freely command ice and snow..."

By combining Qi cultivation techniques with the Xianzhou's extraordinary methods, many of Zhang Chulan's confusions about the Xianzhou were resolved.

Not strange anymore, this makes perfect sense now.

——

"'How many times have I told you! Don't keep that broken gourd open all the time!' The old man was so angry he wanted to curse."

"Xing reminded from outside, 'You don't have any grandsons left.'"

"'Then... then I'm counting on you, gray-haired expert! After this is done, I'll adopt you as my honorary grandson!'"

"Veins bulged on Xing's forehead. 'Old man, if you take advantage of me, I'll beat you up!!'"

"Just as Xing was about to pull out her bat and charge in, the robber and the kidnapped old man walked out, coincidentally as the Cloud Knights arrived with reinforcements."

"'I surrender! I surrender!' The robber raised both hands high. 'Officers! Please arrest me! I surrender, I confess! This old man gathered a bunch of lunatics to torment me with a war of attrition!'"

"Fortunately, only the robber's seven grandsons were injured throughout the ordeal. Seeing there was nothing else to do, Xing quickly distanced herself from these strange individuals."

"Xing arrived at the Skysplitter arena and spotted a red-haired Foxian over 190 centimeters tall, with a robust build, standing on the railing and watching her from afar."

"As Xing approached, the man's face immediately showed a look of regret. 'What a pity, truly a pity. I thought you were qualified, but I was mistaken. This tiny Skysplitter claims to attract martial arts masters from across the world, and I thought it might excite me, but it seems it's nothing special. Sigh...'"

"'Who are you? Can you finish what you were saying? What qualifications?'"

"'My name is Fan Yong, and I'm searching for strong individuals. I originally thought you were one, but unfortunately, that was just my misconception—your purity isn't sufficient.' Fan Yong paused. 'Don't misunderstand, among these mediocrities, you're still top-tier in strength. That's why I keep sighing 'what a pity.'"

"'Look at them. Weak punches, sloppy sword techniques, loose footwork, slow reactions... With such low skill, they dare to embarrass themselves here. These mediocrities might as well write 'Long Live Friendship' on their faces. All of them combined aren't worth a single one of my toes.'"

"'If that's the case, you must be very strong, right?' Xing was getting annoyed listening to this guy ramble on without even introducing himself properly."

"'I've defeated the Special Forces of the Armed Archaeology School, torn apart Beast Ships with my bare hands, taken Ion Cannon blasts to the face... If I stepped onto that arena, everyone here wouldn't survive a single simple move from me. What would be the point of the competition then? It would be over before it began.'"

"Fan Ma looked down arrogantly at the arena below. 'Moreover, I've signed a non-aggression treaty with the Xianzhou and won't use force within the Alliance's territory. If I accidentally forgot to hold back and sank the Luofu, who do you think would be responsible?'"

——

Baki.

"Fan Ma... it's Hanma Yujiro!"

Tokugawa's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the man on the Celestial Screen who seemed to stand proudly above all things.

That fiery red hair, the coiled back muscles resembling a demon's face, that confidence of standing at the peak of strength... It's him... it's really him!

"Yujiro Hanma, are you actually a Foxian?! I heard there was an office worker in Japan who saw a Foxian that looked like Yujiro Hanma after eating instant noodles... So the legend is true?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!?" Veins bulged on Yujiro Hanma's cheeks. "I've been here the whole time; I've never been to any Xianzhou Luofu! But this guy looks exactly like me... interesting..."

"So, the Fan Ma Aliens are real?"

In Tokugawa's memory, those with the Fan Ma bloodline were undoubtedly the strongest beings on this planet. Whether it was Hanma Yujiro, who signed a non-aggression treaty with the the United States and was more dangerous than all human weapons combined, or his descendants Baki Hanma and Jack Hanma... their physical abilities far surpassed human limits.

Some had suggested that the ancestors of the Fan Ma clan were extraterrestrials from beyond Earth. Tokugawa had originally dismissed this idea, but now it seemed... the Fan Ma on the Celestial Screen might be Yujiro Hanma's ancestor on the Xianzhou Luofu!

Without a doubt, Yujiro Hanma also possessed Foxian blood.

Perhaps the secret behind the Fan Ma clan's millennia of strength, the true face beneath the demonic back... was Moon Frenzy!!

After piecing it all together, Tokugawa suddenly understood.

Even the Xianzhou had to sign a non-aggression treaty with the Foxian ancestors of the Fan Ma clan. It seems the the United States' approach was correct. That guy, Donald, is probably congratulating himself on his wise decision right now...——

"'Sigh, how lonely and sorrowful invincibility is for a martial artist. I must continue searching for an opponent who can'still put up a fight.' If you think of anyone, feel free to tell me anytime.' Fan Ma looked down at the martial artists below and sighed softly. 'Hmph, it's only because this is an era of peace. During the war against the Denizens of Abundance, the tricks they play would be more like dancing than martial arts.'"

"'Especially those mediocrities who boast about 'ultimate techniques, secret transmissions, hidden skills'—they're far too noisy. Only those who see themselves as weak rely on techniques. True strength requires nothing but pure power.'"

"'Then let me recommend a few strong individuals to you.'"

This guy's arrogant attitude annoyed Xing quite a bit. "I'll go invite General Feixiao."

"'The dignified General of Sky-Shattering, losing to me in a private duel outside the Xianzhou Luofu—if word got out, it wouldn't look good. It would harm the unity and stability of the Xianzhou Alliance, especially for the Qingqiu Army.'"

Xing: "?"

"'Then I know a lost Emanator.'"

Fan Ma sneered even more disdainfully. "A mere Emanator? Bring a Aeon here."

Xing: "???"

"With that, Xing decided to pull out her bat and let this braggart taste its 'flavor.'"

"'I've warned you—you still have a wonderful life ahead, not worth losing it over this. Don't bother thinking about it either; I can't think of anyone who could defeat me. This problem has troubled me for a long time, but there's no rush to solve it immediately.'"