Perfect Victory, Intimidating the Spirit Pagoda

Bang!

The instant he landed, the entire arena trembled with him, dust billowing everywhere!

—Qiangu Zhangting had lost!

Yet Wu Yang Jin did not stop. His figure moved like a ghost as he charged at Qiangu Zhangting once more!

"Stop!"

In that split second, a figure flashed forward and stood directly in front of Qiangu Zhangting!

"Enough!"

Qiangu Zhangting's face was livid, his eyes incomparably gloomy. He raised an arm to block, and the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand tore through the air, erupting with overwhelming force as he tried to intercept Wu Yang Jin's attack!

—However!

"Hiss—"

Wu Yang Jin casually swung the Emperor Sword, sending a dazzling arc of sword light sweeping out!

Crack!

Even Qian Gu Dong Feng's body was cut through by the sword qi, a line of blood stretching from his cheek all the way to his waist and abdomen!

Although he immediately sealed his blood vessels and prevented the blood from spraying out, that single strike had actually injured the Spirit Pagoda's Tower Master, a Limit Douluo, a demigod-level powerhouse...

—The entire venue fell deathly silent!

Everyone stared at the scene in utter shock, hardly daring to believe their eyes!

Who was Qian Gu Dong Feng? He was the Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda!

He was one of the strongest beings in the world, an existence only one step away from godhood!

And yet, now, he had actually... been wounded by a single slash from Wu Yang Jin?!

How was that possible?!

"Hiss—"

Even the powerhouses from the major factions on the viewing platform could not help but gasp, their faces filled with horror.

—Wu Yang Jin's strength had far exceeded everyone's expectations!

Meanwhile, Qiangu Zhangting, who had collapsed onto the ground, was deathly pale, his eyes vacant.

Wu Yang Jin looked