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Yang Xiaotian sent Cheng Sheng flying with a punch, as if he’d done something trivial.

He turned his head to look at Deng Yichun, “Your turn.”

The color drained from Deng Yichun’s face, the very person who had just accused Yang Xiaotian of being out of his mind.

Even he didn’t notice, that in his terror, he instinctively took a few steps back.

Watching Deng Yichun retreat, Yang Xiaotian took steps towards him.

Yet Deng Yichun continued to retreat.

Finally, he hit a huge boulder behind him and realized there was nowhere left to retreat to.

Feeling the gazes of the people around him, Deng Yichun felt a sense of shame consuming him and, with a furious roar, his body’s light surged as a giant hammer materialized behind him.

The hammer was entwined with gale winds.

This was Deng Yichun’s Martial Soul. the Gale Hammer. a tier-ten Dinnacle Martial Soul, not weaker than Yang Zhong’s Green Phoenix Martial Soul.

Deng Yichun frantically channeled his True Yuan, swinging the hammer fiercely, sending it smashing towards Yang Xiaotian with an unstoppable force.

As the Gale Hammer was hurled out, it grew continuously, eventually becoming the size of a small mountain.

“Innate Divine Ability!” exclaimed the Son of Thunder and others.

Some people, after breaking through to the Martial King level, would have a Divine Skill awaken within their Martial Soul, known as the Innate Divine Ability.

The higher the level of the Martial Soul, the stronger the awakened Innate Divine Ability; some Supreme Martial Spirits awaken Innate Divine Abilities so powerful they are comparable to the Supreme Divine Power.

Once an Innate Divine Ability had awakened, the Martial Soul could then perform direct attacks.

Watching the mountain-sized Gale Hammer plummet down, Yang Xiaotian remained indifferent, still just throwing a casual punch.

Boom!

The force of Yang Xiaotian’s punch collided with the mountain-like Gale Hammer.

The mountain-sized Gale Hammer Deng Yichun summoned was blasted away upon impact.

Deng Yichun himself, as if struck by a heavy blow, was sent flying into the air, spitting blood, and then violently crashed into a distant mountainside.

Rocks exploded all around him.

Deng Yichun was sprayed with dust and debris, his face and body covered, but it couldn’t mask the terror in his eyes.

Since the awakening of his Innate Divine Ability within his Martial Soul, he had never used it, planning to reveal it during the second round of the competition to amaze the crowd.

But just now, his full-powered blow infused with his Innate Divine Ability still couldn’t withstand a single punch from Yang Xiaotian.

The moment his Gale Hammer Martial Soul was struck, it felt as though he’d been hit by the Ancient Divine Mountain.

The terror of that punch far exceeded his imagination.

Now, he vividly experienced how horrifying that punch to Cheng Sheng’s belly had been.

No wonder Cheng Sheng was in so much pain that his face twisted out of shape.

Keep in mind that the Gale Hammer Martial Soul was blasted away, whereas Cheng Sheng took Yang Xiaotian’s punch directly to his belly.

Yang Xiaotian, having sent Deng Yichun flying with a punch, swept his gaze over the crowd. Those from Divine Sea Academy, Yunhui Academy, and Thunder Academy who caught his eye all stepped back in shock, not daring to meet his gaze.

Finally, Yang Xiaotian’s gaze landed on the Son of Thunder.

“Son of Thunder, make your move,” Yang Xiaotian said, looking at him.

The Son of Thunder took a deep breath and then looked at Yang Xiaotian with a solemn face, slowly stepping forward.

Without wasting a word, his body surged with lightning that formed into countless Thunder Serpents, wrapping around his body, hundreds in number.

At the same time, a flame-like red stream appeared all over the Son of Thunder’s body.

A tremendous wave of heat, like a tidal wave, spread out in all directions.

All those around reflexively stepped back.

Only Yang Xiaotian stood still, unmoved.

When the red wave of heat reached Yang Xiaotian, it was pushed aside by an invisible force.

However, the number of Thunder Serpents around the Son of Thunder grew, and the red streams on his body intensified, to the point that even those who’d moved a hundred meters away still felt as if they were at the mouth of a volcano.

As the power of Son of Thunder’s Body of Solar Thunder continued to escalate, even his eyes began to change, as if red flames were flowing through them.

The Son of Thunder did not use any divine weapons, and just like Yang Xiaotian had done earlier, he punched directly out.

When he unleashed his punch, hundreds of Thunder Serpents and red flames erupted with his punch, the magnitude of the sound and the strength of the force made the students from Divine Sea Academy and Yunhui Academy tremble with fear.

Watching the Son of Thunder’s punch coming at him, Yang Xiaotian activated the Primordial Dragon Art and launched his own punch.

Instantly, a dragon’s roar shook heaven and earth.

Ninety-nine True Essence Dragons roared into existence.

In the shocked stares of the onlookers, the True Essence Dragons collided with the Thunder Serpents.

Boom!

The hundreds of Thunder Serpents exploded into fragments.

At the same time, all the red flames were also shattered.

The True Essence Dragons continued their relentless advance.

The Son of Thunder, greatly shocked, changed his closed fist to an open palm and thrust both palms forward.

“Grand Thousand Thunder Palm!”

Dozens of thunderous palm imprints bombarded the True Essence Dragon.

But they could not shake the True Essence Dragon.

The True Essence Dragons continued their relentless advance.

The Son of Thunder, greatly shocked, retreated hastily.

The unstoppable True Essence Dragon struck the very spot where he had been standing.

Dust rolled up in clouds.

When the dust settled, everyone was shocked to see that where the True Essence Dragon had struck, a terrifying pit had formed, and the ground around it seemed to have been plowed flat.

The Son of Thunder, who had narrowly escaped, felt a chill on his back, thankful that he had dodged in time; had that hit struck him, even with his Body of Solar Thunder, he feared he would have been crippled.

What Long Clan Technique had Yang Xiaotian used just then, that was so terrifyingly powerful?

While the Son of Thunder was still unsettled, Yang Xiaotian closed the gap and confronted the Son of Thunder with another punch.

To others, Yang Xiaotian’s punch looked slow and ordinary, but in the eyes of the Son of Thunder, it was as fast as lightning, sealing all his escape routes.

This punch was a Heaven and Earth punch.

The surrounding environment seemed to slow down.

The sound of the punch grew louder and louder, until it filled the entire mind of the Son of Thunder.

Before the punch even arrived, an immense terror welled up in the heart of the Son of Thunder.

The Son of Thunder raised his fist to block, but Yang Xiaotian’s punch hit his fist and then his chest. The Son of Thunder, like a falling star, was shot flying out.

With a huge crash, the Son of Thunder collided with countless ancient trees and boulders.

“Senior Brother Lei!” Chen Hailin and the other students from Thunder Academy cried out in horror, rushing toward the Son of Thunder.

When they reached the Son of Thunder, they found that his chest had been completely collapsed, and his fist was so mangled that it was unclear if the bones were shattered.

Blood continuously poured from the corners of the Son of Thunder’s mouth.

Seeing the grievous state of the Son of Thunder, everyone was deeply shaken.

Remember, Son of Thunder possessed the Body of Solar Thunder, which was known for its incredible defense and strength, yet now Yang Xiaotian had destroyed his chest.

That was even after his fist had first blocked Yang Xiaotian’s punch. If Yang Xiaotian’s fist had hit the Son of Thunder directly, wouldn’t it have pierced right through even the Body of Solar Thunder?

Just how terrifying was Yang Xiaotian’s punch?

Chen Hailin and the others looked in astonishment at Yang Xiaotian’s fist, only to find it as delicate as that of an ordinary child, tender and soft.

Just now, it was such a tender and soft little hand that almost pierced through the Son of Thunder’s Body of Solar Thunder.

After launching the Son of Thunder away with a punch, Yang Xiaotian’s gaze fell on Chen Hailin, who immediately turned pale..