Incomparably powerful!
Just two exchanges had produced such terrifying might that the many fellow sect members below had turned pale with horror.
If either person on the stage had been them,
they probably would not have been able to withstand even the first move!
"This is impossible!"
Yao Ping, standing amid the crowd, clenched his fists tightly and stared fixedly at the arena, his eyes nearly bulging with bloodshot veins!
Ever since that day when he had been defeated by Zhang Qingyuan,
Yao Ping had returned and cultivated with painstaking diligence. Not long ago, he had finally broken through to the Spirit Essence Realm Seventh Level Mid Stage. Then, just now, he had defeated the disciple ranked fifteenth in one stroke, successfully rising into the top twenty of the Seventeenth Branch.
Originally,
Yao Ping had planned to cultivate for a while longer, deepen his cultivation, and then defeat Zhang Qingyuan before the Outer Sect Grand Competition, washing away his former humiliation in one fell swoop.
But now,
the battle between the two onstage, and the strength Zhang Qingyuan displayed, had utterly shattered his fantasies!
All of a sudden,
a feeling arose in Yao Ping's heart.
From now on, that fellow named Zhang Qingyuan would only go farther and farther ahead, until Yao Ping could no longer even see his back!
Yao Ping stared fixedly at the arena,
his fingernails digging deeply into his flesh,
as blood dripped down!
On the stage,
Zhang Qingyuan and Shen Hongzhou's figures crossed again and again. Every collision erupted with incomparably fierce gusts that blasted outward in all directions.
Relying on the nearly perfected Cloud Water Thirteen Sword Styles and the fourth layer of the Water Essence Art, Zhang Qingyuan advanced and retreated with measured precision. His momentum was like surging tides and a vast