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This thought spread wildly through everyone's hearts like a prairie fire.

Two contestants had actually used the same legendary, peerless divine fist in the very same trial!

This was absolutely no coincidence!

For a moment, countless probing, puzzled, and shocked gazes swept back and forth between Chen Changqing and Chu Xiong, who stood proudly atop the arena, like searchlights.

On the high platform, Long Gan's gaze fell on Chen Changqing, his heart thick with doubts.

Could this kid truly be the secret weapon the Chu Clan had kept hidden away? But why had he never heard of such a person in the Chu Clan?

Moreover, the hammer technique he had used earlier clearly bore the traces of Grandmaster Ou Yezi.

For the inheritances of two powerful figures to appear on one person at the same time was itself utterly inconceivable.

This Li Feiyu was hiding far more secrets than he had imagined.

It was not just Long Gan. Even Long Ziyue behind him had eyes full of intense curiosity and confusion within her cool, starlike gaze.

As she watched that figure walk unhurriedly toward Arena No. 2, calm even beneath the eyes of the entire crowd, she felt as though this man were shrouded in a thick fog she simply could not see through.

First, there were his miraculous artifact-forging methods and that hammer technique suspected to be the "Chaotic Cloak."

Just how many trump cards did this man still have?

While the entire venue was caught in a vortex of speculation and shock, Chu Xiong on Arena No. 1 sensed the gazes directed at Chen Changqing, and his face instantly darkened beyond measure.

In his eyes, the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist was the exclusive glory of the Chu Clan, of the descendants of the Heaven-Treading Immortal Emperor.

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