Mo Tianling could not help but freeze for a moment.
Su Yi's words were wondrously similar to what he had said to Wen Jueyuan earlier.
Both were utterly arrogant!
At once, Mo Tianling threw back his head and laughed. "I trained in the Crimson Scale Army for over a year, killed countless enemies, and saw no shortage of madmen, but not one of them was as mad as you, Su Yi!"
"I'd like to see whether you're worthy of making me draw my blade!"
His heaven-shaking laughter was still echoing.
Mo Tianling had already attacked fiercely. The bones throughout his body crackled like beans frying in a pan, and with each breath, his blood energy surged, billowing like a tide.
Boom!
His foot stamped the ground, and even the arena cast from refined iron jolted violently.
His figure was like a swift bolt of thunder, bursting forward!
While still in midair, his right hand clenched around empty air, like a mountain being swung up, and smashed down hard toward Su Yi.
The force was massive and fierce, boundlessly tyrannical!
"The subtleties are all on display, and his fist force is like thunder! This is the Earthly Fiend Rushing Thunder Hand at the pure perfection stage!"
Fu Shan's pupils constricted, and he blurted it out.
This was the supreme art mastered by Cloud Radiance Marquis Shen Jiusong, known for fists like earthly fiends, momentum like rushing thunder, and unfathomable might.
For Mo Tianling to have actually brought this supreme art to the level of "pure perfection" was simply terrifying!
In Green River Sword Mansion, only top Inner Sect Disciples like Ni Hao could temper a martial art to such a level.
"Cloud Radiance Marquis's Earthly Fiend Rushing Thunder Hand!"
"Now Su Yi is probably going to be slapped to pieces."
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