"What on earth is going on!? Was Commander Yang hiding his strength all along!?"
"That makes no sense. Why would he deliberately hide his strength? To stall Mou Sen? No, if he was stronger than Mou Sen, there was no need to stall. He could have simply taken him down..."
Hu Shuying was somewhat bewildered. Everything that had happened today had sent her emotions on a roller coaster.
She had started out certain of victory and brimming with confidence, only to suffer a merciless blow from Mou Sen.
Then Commander Yang had suddenly unleashed some impressive techniques. Just when it looked as though he had driven Mou Sen away, the man had returned and given him a savage beating.
Finally, when Mou Sen was about to beat her to death, she had already despaired, unable to think of any way to survive a Fourth-Rank Grandmaster under those circumstances.
Yet Commander Yang had actually displayed even more terrifying strength, completely overwhelming Mou Sen, a peak Lower Fourth-Rank Grandmaster!
As Hu Shuying circulated her cultivation and mobilized her flesh regeneration power to heal her injuries, she watched the scene before her with a complicated expression.
Thud, thud, thud-
Heavy, powerful blows echoed through the Vajra Martial Hall.
Mou Sen's head had already been beaten out of shape.
Even under such a ferocious onslaught, his breathing remained steady.
His strength was simply being suppressed, leaving him unable to break free anytime soon.
"This bastard's bones really are tough. Unless I cut off his head, I really can't beat a freak like this to death with my fists."
Having obtained his test results, Yang Ling gained a deeper understanding of a Lower Fourth-Rank Grandmaster's vitality.
He would absolutely not enter the Tun Tian Dao Palace instance again before breaking through to Lower Fourth Rank.