But Zhou Yang didn't budge an inch.
Instead, Xie Fei was sent flying by a tremendous force, soaring nearly eight meters before crashing down. If Xie Xun hadn't caught him, he would have slammed into the ground.
When he looked at his hands, they were already swollen, and his arms throbbed with excruciating pain.
Horrified, he gasped, **"Qi Wall… This kid has actually mastered the Qi Wall! It seems he's truly extraordinary."**
The Qi Wall was a technique only fifth-rank Qi Refiners and above could wield. It not only protected the body but also counterattacked.
Xie Xun and the others were dumbfounded. Without even lifting a finger, Zhou Yang had sent Xie Fei—a fourth-rank Qi Refiner—flying eight meters. This alone proved his terrifying strength. Even if he wasn't a seventh-rank Qi Refiner, he was at least fifth-rank. No one dared to underestimate him now.
Xie Shiya was also surprised, but more than that, she was delighted. At the very least, this confirmed Zhou Yang was a fifth-rank Qi Refiner. If the Xie family could befriend someone like him, their influence would undoubtedly soar.
She gave Zhou Yang a thumbs-up and said, **"It seems you really are impressive."**
Zhou Yang merely smiled and asked Xie Xun and the others, **"Seniors, would you still like to spar?"**
He was eager to test whether he could defeat four fourth-rank Qi Refiners at once.
Xie Xun hesitated. If word got out that four of them had ganged up on an eighteen-year-old high school student, it would be humiliating. So he said to Zhou Yang, **"Let me experience your Qi Wall."**
With that, he launched a full-force attack at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang met him with his fists, but not wanting to seriously injure Xie Xun, he only used sixty percent of his Qi.
Two bursts of white Qi shot from his fists like lightning—so fast that ordinary people couldn't even track them.
Xie Xun swung his fists to block the incoming Qi.
**Boom! Boom!**
The white Qi around his fists instantly shattered. The impact sent him stumbling backward over a dozen steps before he barely managed to steady himself.
Stunned, he looked at Zhou Yang and said, **"Thank you for holding back. You're truly powerful. To reach the seventh level of Profound Heaven Qi at such a young age… With time, you could even become a Qi Sovereign."**
Now, he fully believed Zhou Yang was at least fifth-rank—if not seventh-rank. He was completely convinced and regarded Zhou Yang with newfound respect.
The other three were equally awed. They couldn't help but admire Zhou Yang, thinking, *If the Xie family could ally with someone like him, their strength would skyrocket. We absolutely cannot afford to offend him.*
So, all three bowed apologetically. **"Young Master Zhou, we underestimated you earlier. We hope you won't hold it against us."**
Zhou Yang remained humble. **"I'm just a nobody, and a junior at that. It's only natural you'd underestimate me."**
In front of these four experts, he didn't reveal that he was actually at the eighth level of Profound Heaven Qi. He believed in staying low-key—keeping his true strength hidden might prove advantageous in the long run.
Xie Shiya was overjoyed, as if she had stumbled upon a treasure. She walked up to Zhou Yang and said with a smile, **"Zhou Yang, you're the youngest seventh-rank Qi Refiner I've ever met. But after injuring Li Qiang and the Li family's experts, they'll stop at nothing to take revenge. They won't rest until you're dead."**
**"As your teacher, I want to help you. If you face any difficulties, you must tell me."**
While she genuinely wanted to assist him, her primary goal was to pull Zhou Yang into the Xie family's orbit—strengthening their position as Spring River City's top clan.
Zhou Yang had always liked Xie Shiya, so he didn't overanalyze her words. He simply smiled and said, **"Thank you, Professor Xie. If I run into trouble, I'll let you know. For now… can you lend me that 100 million?"**
Xie Shiya nodded seriously. **"Of course. I always keep my word. Tomorrow night, you and Lin Qinglu can go straight to her father. I'll have someone deliver the money directly to the Lin family."**
Hearing this, Zhou Yang felt a surge of excitement. Honestly, he had never seen so much money in his life. He couldn't wait to see Lin Yongsheng's reaction when he showed up with the cash.
He grinned. **"Great. Then tomorrow night, after evening self-study, I'll head to the Lin family."**
Xie Shiya nodded again and pulled out a bank card. **"This card has 100,000 yuan—payment for tonight. The PIN is six ones."**
Zhou Yang was stunned. He hadn't expected to earn 100,000 just for sparring.
His family was far from wealthy. His father's martial arts school barely scraped by, earning just over 100,000 a year. Yet here he was, making the same amount in under two hours—effortlessly.
Overwhelmed, he looked at Xie Shiya gratefully. **"Professor Xie, I won't