Bang!
With just one palm strike, a tremendous force rippled out and sent every one of them flying.
Their weapons clanged as they were shattered.
"Argh!"
Many screamed. Unable to withstand the force, they seemed to have a golden palm print stamped into their chests. They were sent flying backward, then burst apart in midair.
With a boom, they turned into streaks of white light and were instantly teleported away.
"Hm? One of them's still alive?"
Xia Ping's eyes flashed. He had killed eleven experts with a single palm strike, but he quickly realized that one man in blue seemed to have survived. Blood seeped from the corner of the man's mouth as he stumbled back dozens of steps.
Even the ground had been gouged into a deep furrow beneath his feet.
Though he looked utterly miserable, he was still alive.
"This guy's too strong."
The man in blue trembled with fear. A single palm strike had broken through their combined attack and even killed them outright. They hadn't been able to resist at all.
The only reason he'd survived was that he'd cultivated a king-level defensive art, the Great Kashyapa Qi Shield. That had barely allowed him to survive Xia Ping's palm strike.
Even so, he was seriously injured. If Xia Ping struck again, he'd be dead beyond a doubt.
"No. The competition has only just begun. I can't be eliminated here." The man in blue gritted his teeth, his heart turning cold. If he was eliminated now, he'd never accept it.
He'd waited three whole years for this competition and had endured who knew how much hardship. If he was eliminated just because he'd run into a monster, he'd have lost far too unfairly.
But his odds of escaping alive from this monster were no more than one