"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the pitch-black void, Yang Tianni fought with sweeping, unrestrained movements. His fists were like exploding blazing suns—seemingly slow, yet actually swift to the extreme, trailing lingering phantoms behind them.
Yang was no less formidable. His fist techniques yielded not an inch; every punch Yang Tianni threw was precisely blocked, then answered with a counterattack.
In the blink of an eye, the two people had exchanged an unknown number of blows. Yang Tianni, his entire body wreathed in Asura divine power, was sent flying backward coughing blood from a punch by Yang.
"Now this is getting good!"
Yang Tianni laughed loudly, his blood boiling with a gurgling roar throughout his body.
He shot forward, carving a brilliant streak of light through the void.
After their brief separation, the two people clashed once more.
"Your punches must be fast, ruthless, and precise. Every punch must carry the conviction that you stand above your opponent. You are not striking his body—you are striking his will. Fear neither strength nor weakness, neither fate nor destiny!"
Yang Tianni's voice echoed through the void like a great bell, piercing the smoke and chaos of the battlefield.
On the battlefield below, once Qin Guan heard Yang Tianni's voice, his fists seemed to gain some strange power.
For every two punches the Black Clothed Man landed on him, Qin Guan blocked them and swiftly returned two punches of his own.
Though he was still being suppressed by the Black Clothed Man, Qin Guan was clearly beginning to fight back.
"The core of a Martial Cultivator lies in the Gang Qi within the Battle Gates. Do not use Chaos Power to compress it—give it confidence!"
"Though the Gang Qi within the ten Battle Gates—the Strength Gate, Speed Gate, Frenzy Gate, Qi Gate, Life Gate, Shocking