Body-Sacrificing Demonic Fist vs. Heaven-Penetrating Divine Strength

Supernatural Fist Art?!

All the Strong Persons' eyes practically turned scorching hot in an instant as they stared feverishly at Mo Yu.

That was a Supernatural Fist Art! Even within their tribes, it was an extremely rare treasure. Unless one had made an enormous contribution to the tribe, even the Elders could not obtain it easily.

Yet now, this Mo Yu actually possessed such a treasure. How could that not make people jealous?

"Supernatural Fist Art?"

At the same time, Xue Ming, who had been cursing Mo Yu's crushing defeat inwardly, was also greatly shaken. His schadenfreude suddenly twisted into an extremely hideous expression.

Their Blood Sky Flood Dragon Tribe naturally possessed that kind of Supernatural Art, but only figures at the Elder level could touch it. Although he had coveted it for a long time, he had never been able to obtain it.

Yet now, this Supernatural Art had appeared on a human who was merely a Half-step Eighth-Grade Sovereign—and he could even execute it!

"Damn it, this guy actually mastered a Supernatural Fist Art. Could it be that when he fought me just now, he hadn't used his full strength at all?!"

After his shock, Xue Ming suddenly recalled that Mo Yu had still kept this trump card hidden when they fought earlier. Thinking of this, a trace of fear appeared on Xue Ming's face.

Only now did he understand that Mo Yu's strength had already far surpassed his own.

However, at this point, Xue Ming could only place his hopes on Hou Jun. Although a Supernatural Art was indeed powerful, it was also extremely difficult to cultivate. That was one of the reasons he had been unable to obtain one within the Blood Sky Flood Dragon Tribe.

Thus, he likewise refused to believe that Mo Yu could