Fang Xuan, standing once more atop Changliu Mountain, was in an utterly miserable state.
Yun Xin's Wrathful Vajra Dharma Image not only contained terrifying destructive power, but every punch it threw brimmed with unparalleled Buddhist power. Even the Primordial Chaos Dragon Transformation Art could not withstand it.
"Too weak!"
"Far too weak!"
"You slew the East Mountain God with only this much strength?"
Yun Xin stood steadily in the air, expressionlessly watching Fang Xuan on the mountaintop, his entire body already battered beyond recognition. As his words fell, he threw another punch, like a falling star smashing heavily into Fang Xuan's chest.
Crack!
In an instant, Fang Xuan's chest caved in violently, and the bones there—already as hard as jade—shattered with a sharp crack.
His entire body was sent flying once more, slamming heavily into a small hill. The hill collapsed outright, debris scattering in all directions.
"You had such a physique just after breaking through to the Spirit Wandering Realm. You truly are the most suitable candidate to cultivate the Buddhist Sect's God of Slaughter Attainment. What a pity."
Yun Xin stepped through the void, one step at a time. He raised the Demon Subduing Pestle high in his hand, from which golden Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere poured down upon Fang Xuan below, whose chest rose and fell incessantly. A flicker of relief passed through Yun Xin's eyes.
"Master, did you see that? I am the correct one."
"Why wouldn't you listen to me? Why?!"
"Damn it! They all deserve to die! Everyone deserves to die!"
Suddenly, Yun Xin's face twisted into a savage expression. A faint black aura actually began gathering around the wrathful Dharma Image!
"Today is the Martial Arts Competition. We determine victory and defeat, not life and death. Yun Xin, stop!"
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