Tian Wuji was blasted out of his Dharma Form and slammed into the Magic Array, sliding down like a hanging painting.
Previously, Li Hao would have stopped there rather than pursuing him, keeping their sparring within reasonable bounds.
But his opponent had deliberately come to block his path, hoping to humiliate him by keeping him out of the top hundred. Then he would repay humiliation with humiliation!
Bang!
Without throwing another punch, Li Hao abruptly stepped forward. His Dharma Form extended an index finger, pressing down on Tian Wuji's physical body like a towering peak that pierced the sky!
"You!"
Tian Wuji climbed from the ground, his face filled with shock. His mind was still reeling from the destruction of his Dharma Form, yet now he saw Li Hao raise a finger and press down. That lofty, disdainful posture made it seem as though he intended to crush an ant.
He immediately felt the other man's arrogance and contempt. His eyes reddened as he roared and swung his fist upward.
"Heaven Desolate Sky-Piercing Fist!"
He tried to roar, but amid the fierce astral winds beneath that descending finger, the gale flooded his mouth like surging waves, drowning out his voice.
With a bang, it struck.
The enormous finger of the Heaven and Earth Dharma Form descended, engulfing Tian Wuji's fist and body alike and pinning him to the Battle Stage.
The ground shook violently before cracking. The tremors spread beyond the arena, and the entire Saint Mountain seemed to quiver slightly.
The scene burned itself deep into everyone's eyes. Several seconds passed before Li Hao's Dharma Form finger dissipated. He withdrew the Dharma Form as well and slowly drifted down from the air, his clothes spotless, as though he had hardly exerted himself.
Across from him lay a deep crater.