Boom!
With just one blow, Baili Han felt that his body could not withstand this astonishing destructive force. He was sent flying outright, as though battered by ocean tides hundreds and thousands of times.
"Pfft!"
At once, he could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His entire body flew backward, scraping sideways across the ground before finally smashing viciously into the hall wall, blasting out a huge crater.
Even the Coldwater Sword in his hand slipped from his grasp, clanging onto the ground.
Baili Han stared at Xia Ping in disbelief, then at his right hand, which no longer had the strength to hold the Coldwater Sword. He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"My god, what just happened?"
"That was too absurd! That was Baili Han, Baili City's strongest genius, and he was defeated in a single move?"
"That punch was too powerful. I felt an unmatched force, as if it could destroy everything."
"Baili Han did not lose unjustly. That punch was too strong—it was already nearing emperor-level power."
"With such power, killing three King Dragon-Men would not be impossible."
The surrounding Baili Clan commanders discussed heatedly. They were also King-level cultivators with keen eyesight, so naturally they could see the terror of Xia Ping's punch just now.
Although he had not unleashed it completely, revealing only the tip of the iceberg, ordinary King-level cultivators simply could not withstand it. That domineering power was far too terrifying.
At the same time, some of the Baili Clan geniuses who witnessed the scene sensed a peculiar beauty within it. It contained Spiral Force, seemingly encompassing the ultimate principles of the Great Dao, unfathomably profound.
"Xia, you have won. We acknowledge your strength."
The many Baili Clan commanders were convinced. This was how martial artists were—whether one