On the Fu Mountain Battle Arena.
The moment Zhou Qiang struck, he held nothing back.
His aura surged violently around him.
He unleashed the Seven-Star Fist, the renowned upper-grade true art of the Vajra Order.
This fist art had seven forms in all. Its fist intent moved like revolving stars, fierce and domineering, building layer upon layer. Each punch was stronger than the last, its might astonishing.
With it, Zhou Qiang had made his name among Jintai Prefecture's younger generation. Countless heavenly prodigies had fallen to this fist art.
Zhou Qiang shook both fists. Seven streams of internal qi spiraled and intertwined like the paths of stars, becoming a sky full of fist shadows that hammered toward Chu Yunhai with the power to crush mountains and shatter stone.
Chu Yunhai dared not be careless for an instant. He immediately pushed his battle body to its limit. A faint golden sheen emerged across his skin, making him resemble a golden battle form as his strength, defense, and speed soared.
At the same time, he circulated the Astral-Refining Palm to attack and the Limitless Body to protect himself. His hands hardened like refined steel, his palm winds heavy and forceful, as he met Zhou Qiang's Seven-Star Fist head-on.
"BOOM!!"
Their fists and palms collided with a deafening, thunderous crash. Terrifying waves of internal qi swept outward from them in every direction like a tsunami.
Even the air around the arena warped from the shock. Some martial artists and Profound Truth Sect disciples standing nearby were caught off guard by the powerful wave. Their expressions changed as they involuntarily staggered back several steps, their hearts filled with shock.
This was a clash at the very pinnacle of the Qi-Devouring Realm, far beyond the reach of ordinary disciples.
On the arena, the tremendous recoil