Ye Xiwen's body swayed more than ten times in midair before he barely managed to steady himself. A vast stretch of air beneath his feet completely shattered into nothingness, showing just how heavy that blow had been.
A faint phoenix cry came from within Ye Xiwen's body. His surging blood and qi were instantly suppressed, and his face returned to calm.
Yet he did not find it surprising. His opponent was a Half-step Celestial Realm Middle Stage expert. If he had merely been an ordinary Dharma Idol Realm Seventh Heaven cultivator, he would likely have been beaten to death on the spot.
Only suffering disordered blood and qi was already more than enough to astonish everyone.
Countless people nearby drew sharp breaths. Although they had witnessed Ye Xiwen effortlessly slaughter Half-Step Celestial Realm Early Stage experts earlier, seeing him receive this blow still left them utterly shocked.
He was only at the Dharma Idol Realm Seventh Heaven. If any of them, Half-Step Celestial Realm Early Stage experts, had taken such a blow, they too would have been severely injured. Forget recovering so quickly as though nothing had happened.
"Who exactly is this man? Why have I never heard of him? Since when did the Ye Family produce another genius like this?"
"Exactly. A mighty clan like the Ye Family produces a great number of geniuses at every moment. That is something beyond our imagination. A powerful clan that has stood for so many years possesses foundations too profound to fathom!"
The people around them talked animatedly, but to Ye Xiwen and Teng Yang in the arena, it was all like wind passing by their ears. Ye Xiwen's gaze remained firmly nailed to Teng Yang, watching every slightest movement he made.
"You actually managed to take one of my attacks?" A