The many sect leaders and strong faction mbers below the stage, upon witnessing this scene, had their expressions turn exceptionally serious as they looked at Qiu Potian and were unwilling to divert their gaze.
They knew that Qiu Potian had started to gather his strength. Judging by this prelude of gathering, he would definitely unleash a major move.
A grand move from an Innate Peak expert is not sothing one can easily witness.
Yet Yun Feiyang remained unperturbed, his face bearing a faint smile, his eyes exuding an arrogant disregard for all beings.
Boom, boom, boom!
The void trembled violently as Qiu Potian finally finished inhaling. His eyes then suddenly burst with dazzling light, his hands filled with Gang Qi gleaming like the sun.
An indescribable and terrifying aura burst forth from his body, rolling out like a mighty tide, a sweeping flood, like mountains, surging and overwhelming.
Bang!
Qiu Potian took a fierce step forward, and the platform trembled as if struck by an earthquake.
He fixed his gaze on Yun Feiyang and let out a low roar.
"I’m going to make my move."
Boom!
As his words dropped, all the power that Qiu Potian had accumulated up to that point exploded. He was like an ancient beast awakening, his aura skyrocketing. With a mighty roar, his body shot forward.
"Iron Palm Shredding Sky!"
Qiu Potian bellowed, his hands shining with dazzling Gang Qi, tearing straight towards Yun Feiyang. In that instant, even the air seed to be torn in two by his palms, which truly carried the power to rend the very heavens.
The multiple powerful observers’ eyes dazzled with fascination.
"So... so powerful!"
They couldn’t help but exclaim.
Those who ca here were all masters from their respective sects, and they could naturally sense the terrifying aura and pressure emanating from Qiu Potian’s body.
They couldn’t help but think, what if they were in Yun Feiyang’s place? The result was obvious—they would be torn apart without any resistance, ending up as two halves of a corpse.
At that mont, a deep worry showed in the eyes of the many strong onlookers.
This is bad!
If Qiu Potian truly shredded Yun Feiyang, then everyone here would face the Hushan Sect’s retribution, and no one would escape.
At this ti, everyone started regretting that they hadn’t stopped Qiu Potian earlier. However, at that ti, no one had anticipated that Qiu Potian would be so reckless, not caring about the consequences.
Of course, upon reflection, the reason for this outburst seed justified; Yun Feiyang’s words had been too arrogant, too infuriating. If Qiu Potian hadn’t exploded in rage, he wouldn’t be Qiu Potian.
Just as everyone was worried and anxious, Elder Liu from the Hushan Sect, along with that Hushan Sect disciple next to the Sect Leader, both revealed a hint of a cold smile.
"Daring to challenge Mr. Yun, truly... foolish."
Boom, boom, boom!
The air vibrated intensely, Gang Qi flashed wildly, and Qiu Potian’s hands, with the power to tear the firmant, lunged at Yun Feiyang.
"Heh heh."
Yun Feiyang just let out a cold laugh.
It was only at this ti that he began to move, and that movent was ghost-like, with a speed so fast it was unimaginable.
He raised a hand, his fingers like a sword, and from them shot out a burst of black luminous Gang Qi.
In that instant, amid this world, under the illumination of Qiu Potian’s resplendent Gang Qi, this streak of black Gang Qi was strikingly conspicuous.
As if it were the center of the universe.
It was as if a deep black hole had erged, irresistibly drawing in the gaze of everyone present, who couldn’t help but look at it.
Then, that black Gang Qi, like a black sword wielded by Yun Feiyang, struck at Qiu Potian’s palms in an instant.
Boom!
The fierce collision between the two erupted in an instant, the black Gang Qi clashing with Qiu Potian’s white Gang Qi, releasing a dazzling burst of light.
Furthermore, a shockwave ford a storm, surging in all directions, striking such a powerful blow that the formidable individuals beneath the stage turned pale and spat out black blood, suffering severe injuries.
Everyone was shocked.
The power of this collision was terrifying!
However, this equally-matched situation did not last long; Qiu Potian bellowed, his palms wrapped in thick Gang Qi, suddenly seized Yun Feiyang’s black Gang Qi and shouted.
"Watch break your sword!"
As he said this, the Gang Qi in his palms surged like a storm once more, Qiu Potian’s aura skyrocketing, his strength growing even more fierce.
Yun Feiyang was undoubtedly very powerful. When Qiu Potian had charged over to tear apart Yun Feiyang’s body, Yun Feiyang had stopped him with a re strand of black Gang Qi.
However, during clashes between the strong, the intensity can sotis spur soone to overperform. At this mont, Qiu Potian was overperforming!
He grasped the black Gang Qi with both hands, and suddenly erupted with power even stronger than before.
This power was almost breaking through the limit of the Innate Peak.
But Yun Feiyang let out a disdainful sneer.
"Naive!"
As he spoke, a surge of Gang Qi suddenly flooded from within his body, pouring into the Gang Qi sword between his fingers.
Hum!
The power of the Gang Qi sword surged.
With a slight movent of Yun Feiyang’s fingers, the black sword effortlessly sheared off Qiu Potian’s palms and easily broke through Qiu Potian’s move.
Then, with another faint movent of his fingertips, the black Gang Qi sword grew rapidly in length, appearing instantly before Qiu Potian’s throat.
"You’ve lost."
Yun Feiyang stated flatly.
Silence!
Deathly silence.
All the strong individuals under the stage widened their eyes, gasps of shock echoing among the crowd, everyone utterly astonished.
What was expected to be an epic battle had ended so swiftly, so quickly.
Yun Feiyang had subdued Qiu Potian with just two moves!
"You... you..."
At this mont, Qiu Potian’s face wore a color of utter defeat. He looked down at his palms, which had been severed and were now lying on the ground.
Qiu Potian’s skills were almost entirely concentrated in his hands. Now that they were severed, he was completely ruined.
Although, with current dical capabilities and the powerful vitality of an Innate Peak expert, reattaching the severed palms was not a difficult feat, never again could he perform the technique he had wielded earlier.
Eventually, Qiu Potian’s lips trembled, and without uttering another word, he bowed down, picked up his severed palms, and whispered, "I lost." Then he turned and ran off the stage.
Seeing his retreating figure, everyone felt a sense of the hero’s decline, a sorrow involuntarily arising in their hearts. Such a formidable expert had declared defeat so easily.
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