C211 You're too awesome

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as the densely packed crowds below the stage were discussing, Chou Yong and Mo Xing Yu's figures moved like lightning, directly rushing towards Zhan Tianming.

The moment the two of them entered the arena, they exchanged glances and instantly reached a consensus.

Together!

After all, Zhan Tianming's strength was too strange. It could not be measured using common sense, or else he would only be defeated miserably.

"Ha!" Yue Lie's Prison Fist! "

Chou Yong shouted in a deep voice as he punched out with his hammer-like fist.

The fists were like waves, each one surging with shocking power.

"Flowing Cloud Flying Feather Fan!"

Mo Xingyu threw the paper fan in his hand.

Swish

The paper fan rotated as it flew out and sliced through the air, forming a white stream of light. It was like clouds and feathers, but also as fast as an arrow.

The flowing light was erratic, giving people a feeling of being unable to guard against it.

Zhan Tianming stood there, unmoving.

His gaze was extremely calm.

A thought flashed through his mind.

He continued practicing!

Immediately, when the two's attacks were about to hit Zhan Tianming, he started to move.

Nine Dragons Step!

Swish!

His figure flashed like lightning, dodging the attacks of the two by the blink of an eye.

Rumble …

Chou Yong's fist struck the void, causing strong vibrations.

Mo Xingyu's flying fan swiped past everything, causing a sharp gust of wind to cut into one's skin.

Nine Dragons Palm!

As he turned around, Zhan Tianming began to counterattack.

After continuously executing a set of palm techniques, his proficiency improved rapidly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

After two hours, Zhan Tianming finally raised the Nine Dragon Palm Technique to the Nine Major Successes, while Chou Yong and Mo Xingyu were already dumbfounded.

They personally felt the increasing power of Zhan Tianming's palm techniques.

Just at this time, Zhan Tianming no longer had the intention to continue practicing. With a flash, both of his palms struck out.

Bang! Bang!

His palms struck straight at Mo Xingyu's chest and back.

The two of them flew out.

Victory and defeat were decided.

Everything was very quiet.

The dense crowd was like a dead sea, without any ripples.

Especially those Martial Cultivator who were proficient in palm techniques, their hearts were already in their throats, their minds constantly replaying the palm techniques Zhan Tianming used when he made his move. The kind of palm technique was like a swimming dragon, the palm technique was like a soaring dragon, the concept of retracting a palm was like a dragon, it was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

They had personally witnessed the process of the evolution of a set of palm techniques from the Tiny Realm to the Grand Perfection Realm.

This feeling was as if someone had brought them to experience it.

How wonderful!

"I... I've comprehended it! I've comprehended it! "I've comprehended my palm technique …"

"That's great! My palm art has also broken through! "

"Oh my god!" This... This is incredible! I have also broken through! "

"…"

Excited voices could occasionally be heard from the crowd.

A few Martial Cultivator who were extremely knowledgeable on palm techniques suddenly broke through, feeling extremely excited, and at the same time, they looked at Zhan Tianming with eyes that were filled with gratitude. Whoosh!

Breaking through this level of cultivation may seem easy, but it may be difficult as well.

Perhaps, it was as simple as a breath of air.

Perhaps, it was difficult to understand even after ten years.

But now, after watching Zhan Tianming's battle for two hours, he had actually allowed them to achieve a breakthrough.

"What a pity, what a pity! "I'm still a little bit away from breaking through. I can't grasp that feeling even if I want to …"

"Yeah, if only I had paid more attention when he displayed the evolution of his blade technique." However … "Sigh, it's my fault. I was so focused on watching that I didn't pay any attention to the evolution of the sword technique at all."

There were also people who were complaining to themselves.

"Too awesome!" Zhan Tianming was too awesome! I admire him too much. "

"That's right, I also admire him to death. I never thought that he would be so generous as to take the chance to compete in the arena. He selflessly showed everyone the evolution of his martial arts. There aren't many good people like him!"

Hearing this, even more people came to a realization.

That's right!

Zhan Tianming must have long since mastered the realm of blade and palm techniques.

The reason why he did not directly use his Grand Perfection's blade and palm techniques to fight his opponent earlier, was definitely to give more people a chance to comprehend it.

Yes, that must be it.

Otherwise, who would be able to break through all of their blade and palm techniques to the Grand Perfection realm in these two rounds?

It was still possible for him to break through to the next realm. It was impossible for him to break through two realms in a row.

Everyone was filled with gratitude.

And even more Martial Cultivator were looking forward to Zhan Tianming's next battle.

In the next round, would Zhan Tianming be able to demonstrate the evolution of his other martial skills?

A strong sense of anticipation filled everyone's hearts.

Even the defeated Chou Yong and Mo Xingyu also got up from the ground and bowed towards Zhan Tianming.

The two of them didn't say anything and directly jumped off the stage.

"Zhan Tianming, thank you!"

It was unknown who shouted loudly, but it was as if the fuse had detonated and explosives were detonated. The cheers soared to the sky and instantly drowned out the entire central square.

"Zhan Tianming, you are awesome! "You're too awesome!"

"Zhan Tianming, thank you!"

"Thank you so much …"

The crowd became abnormally excited.

Zhan Tianming who was standing on stage was startled.

"Thank me?"

"Why are you thanking me?"

Zhan Tianming was stupefied, he could not understand what was going on at all.

Previously, he did not hear clearly the discussions of the audience below the stage, after all, those sounds were too noisy, and even if he wanted to, he could not hear them clearly. Furthermore, he had already trained the Nine Dragon Saber Technique and Nine Dragon Palm Technique to the Grand Perfection realm.

However, when they saw the excited looks on everyone's faces, it didn't seem like they were joking at all.

Even if they were just joking, there shouldn't be so many people joking around, right?

"Ugh …" Is it because I brought them a wonderful competition? "

"Maybe."

A thought flashed through Zhan Tianming's mind, he grinned.

Anyway, that's not important.

Just then, Feng Wushuang directly rushed to the stage.

Pow!

Another slap directly landed on Zhan Tianming's shoulder.

"Haha …" "You're too awesome!" Feng Wushuang laughed happily.

Being slapped by Feng Wushuang, Zhan Tianming almost lost his balance due to his footsteps. Immediately, it was as if two black lines hung on his forehead.

Finally, Zhan Tianming said: "Hey beauty, can you not use so much strength next time?"

Feng Wushuang did not even hear it, and continued to be happy for Zhan Tianming.

Only when the cheers gradually faded did Xie Aoyu smile slightly and announce, "The last name of the Ring Eight, Zhan Tianming."

"The second round of the duels will officially begin in two hours."