Top Hundred Rankings (Part 2)

Little Stone darted back and forth through the countless palm shadows, beads of sweat the size of beans dotting his forehead as the Qi-Blood energy in his body rapidly dwindled.

But he could tell that Li Xingming was having a hard time too. Though his attacks still looked fierce, they were showing signs of losing steam. Such an explosive assault couldn't last long!

A few breaths later.

Li Xingming, his strength greatly depleted, began to falter.

A glint flashed in Little Stone's eyes. He knew his chance had come.

The Qi-Blood energy in his body erupted with all its might, and a layer of bronze-colored sheen appeared over his right fist.

Little Stone gave a low shout. "Mountain-Suppressing Fist!"

It was a Profound Rank intermediate martial art Sage Xuanji had taught him.

It was also his trump card.

As a Heavenly Human Saint, Sage Xuanji knew martial techniques of even higher ranks, but they weren't suitable for Little Stone to learn yet.

At his current level of cultivation, he could use the Profound Rank intermediate Mountain-Suppressing Fist at most twice, let alone martial techniques of an even higher rank.

Little Stone's right fist shot out with astonishing force. Its momentum was as heavy as a mountain, and the air was compressed with a piercing boom!

Li Xingming's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected this Branch Family disciple to have mastered a Profound Rank martial art—and one of no low rank, at that.

In his haste, he could only pour what little Qi-Blood energy he had left into both palms, trying to meet the attack head-on.

Boom!

Fist met palm.

Li Xingming grunted. His bones cracked, and the force of the Mountain-Suppressing Fist sent him flying off the platform and crashing to the ground, where he slid several yards farther.

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