Song Xianming couldn't help but laugh when Qin Yi agreed so readily.

In the realm of martial techniques, weapons like swords, spears, and halberds are easier to master. Although fists and kicks seem less lethal, they often reveal a person's true strength.

Moreover, Qin Yi had been in the sect for less than a month. According to Huang Tianrong, he had spent these days memorizing the Sword Sutra with his grandmaster.

Yes, memorizing, not practicing.

For new disciples, this is the norm. After choosing a sword technique, they must memorize the mental cultivation methods and moves before they can start practicing.

Even if Qin Yi had learned swordsmanship, his focus was entirely on it.

Song Xianming appeared to use fists and kicks to give Qin Yi some face, but he actually calculated that Qin Yi's hand-to-hand combat skills were lacking, ensuring an easy victory.

"Junior Sister Yiyi already said, no matter who loses, don't act like a child and complain. Whatever happens, you must bear the consequences."

Just then, Qin Yi heard the gentle voice of the system's elegant lady: [Mantra Fist Technique, comprehension successful!]

With confidence, he smiled, "Of course, complaining is for cowards. Song Junior Brother, go ahead."

Song Xianming dismissively waved, "Fine, I'll let you go first. Otherwise, if you lose, Junior Sister Yiyi will say I'm bullying you."

"Let me go first? Are you sure?" Qin Yi chuckled.

If Dharma's skills are used from hiding, do you stand a chance?

Letting him strike first was practically handing him victory.

"Go ahead," Song Xianming waved again, his disdain growing.

"In that case, I won't hold back."

Dharma's passive skill adds 80 points of physical defense with each skill, stacking up to three times.

As Qin Yi silently recited the incantation, golden script began to shimmer on his body.

Then, he launched a punch!

[Mantra: Formless]!

A straight punch, dealing 200 damage and knocking the enemy airborne for 0.5 seconds.

Song Xianming scoffed at the simplicity of the move.

A straight punch, full of openings!

'Let's see what you're made of!'

Song Xianming planned to dodge and counter with a heavy blow.

However, as Qin Yi's punch approached, a strange force lifted Song Xianming off the ground, tossing him into the air.

A direct knock-up?

"What kind of punch is this?"

Song Xianming was astonished.

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Seizing the 0.5-second opportunity, Qin Yi used his third skill, [Mantra: Universal Salvation]!

Another straight punch.

Dharma's punches might not look elegant, but they're straightforward and effective.

With Song Xianming still airborne, he couldn't dodge or block Qin Yi's heavy punch.

Qin Yi's [Mantra: Universal Salvation] sent him flying into a tree.

As Song Xianming's back hit the tree, the stun effect of [Mantra: Universal Salvation] kicked in.

His vision darkened, unable to tell direction for 1.5 seconds.

Qin Yi followed up with his second skill, [Mantra: Bright King], delivering five rapid punches.

Song Xianming's face was bruised, and as Qin Yi finished the second skill, he unleashed the ultimate move.

Another heavy punch to Song Xianming's stomach made him retch, collapsing to the ground, vomiting even his last meal.

"You..."

Song Xianming could only utter "you" before clutching his stomach, unable to move.

The pain was unbearable, leaving him unable to rise or speak.

Qin Yi clapped his hands, shaking his head, "Pine Cloud Peak's level is disappointing."

Gu Yiyi watched him with delight, her eyes sparkling like stars.

She suppressed her joy, knowing that showing too much would be demoralizing.

"You... this isn't the Famous Sword Sect's technique," Song Xianming gritted through the pain.

"Does the Famous Sword Sect have fist techniques?" Qin Yi retorted.

The sect's fist techniques, if any, were basic and unremarkable.

Qin Yi: "If you're not convinced, shall we compare sword techniques?"

Song Xianming was about to agree when Xu Xinran approached, helping him up, advising, "Senior Brother Xianming, don't fight him. You can't win."

Song Xianming's face turned green.

Can't win?

Even if true, shouldn't you offer comfort, say something nice?

Exposing me in front of others, do you know how to speak?

He was about to explode.

But Xu Xinran's eyes suddenly glowed green, glancing at Qin Yi, she said, "He's at least at the late Foundation Establishment Stage; you really can't beat him."

Song Xianming's anger halted, "What did you say?"

Xu Xinran affirmed, "Senior Brother Qin is at least at the late Foundation Establishment Stage."

"Late Foundation Establishment?" Song Xianming's eyes twitched, reassessing Qin Yi, unable to believe it.

Qin Yi was also surprised by Xu Xinran's words.

Gu Yiyi quietly reminded, "I heard from Father that Xu Xinran's eyes are special, and it seems true; she can see your true level."

Typically, cultivation levels are hidden unless intentionally revealed, especially to those of lower levels.

Even peers find it hard to discern.

Yet Xu Xinran saw through Qin Yi's level, thanks to her unique eyes.

"Impossible, he's only been here a few days, how could he be at the late Foundation Establishment Stage?" Song Xianming doubted.

He knew Qin Yi reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, as his cousin Huang Tianrong mentioned.

But in just days, how could he leap from early to late Foundation Establishment?

Qin Yi: "You don't understand the world of geniuses. Junior Sister Xinran is admirable; that 'Senior Brother' was well said. How about saying it again?"

Xu Xinran shyly turned away, not responding.

Qin Yi glanced at her, thinking, what a bashful girl.

Xu Xinran was quite pretty, yet she was set to become Song Xianming's Dao Companion?

As he pondered this, the system's gentle voice chimed: [Detected a claimed flower, Xu Xinran, soon to be Song Xianming's Dao Companion. Would the host accept the task of seizing love by force?]