"Watch out!"
Xiang Yang swung the Golden Staff in his hand, his aura vast and majestic as the clouds overhead churned.
Jiang Ping An raised his hand to block.
The Cultivators Jiang Ping An had tormented shouted from the foot of the mountain.
"Beat him to death!"
"Knock him flat!"
"You have to teach him a lesson he'll never forget!"
These geniuses were thrilled. At last, they would get to see this bastard beaten.
Who could imagine the agony of fighting someone for an entire day and being worn to death by sheer exhaustion? It was even worse than being instantly defeated—a torment that ground down one's will.
Jiang Ping An rotated his wrist, sending the staff rebounding back.
Xiang Yang's heart skipped a beat. It had actually bounced back.
Xiang Yang no longer worried about killing his opponent. He drove his blood and qi with all his strength, preparing to crush him outright with even greater force.
With one swing, the staff stirred the heavens; sand and rocks flew, while trees were uprooted.
The terrifying power made the female Cultivator on the nineteenth floor secretly shudder.
"Xiang Yang's level is already no weaker than mine! Once he defeats Jiang Ping An, he'll definitely come challenge me!"
"Jiang Ping An is indeed powerful, but the Limitless Fist isn't invincible. This strike definitely exceeds three times Jiang Ping An's strength."
Everyone believed Jiang Ping An would be stopped on the twenty-first floor.
Reaching this point was already quite impressive.
As the staff came down, Jiang Ping An's legs bent slightly, but he was not blasted away.
Jiang Ping An rotated his arm, and a strange force radiated from his body, rebounding the fierce impact of the staff.
Xiang Yang's staff was knocked from his grasp, and his body flew backward.
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