"Heavens..." Seeing Jiang Haoran being forced back head-on by Xiao Yun, the distant crowd erupted in gasps and excitement.
They could now be certain that Xiao Yun absolutely possessed strength comparable to those peerless prodigies.
He had been a dark horse all along, and now he had finally revealed his peerless edge.
In the arena.
Jiang Haoran's face darkened. Looking at Xiao Yun across from him, he said in a deep voice, "I underestimated you. I never expected Chaos Holy Land to produce a prodigy like you. No wonder they dared send someone in this time."
"Now it is my turn!" Xiao Yun said coldly. He immediately unleashed the Nine-Turn Tyrant Fist, merging nine fists of light into one and sending forth a world-shaking blow toward Jiang Haoran.
"Who is afraid of you?" Jiang Haoran roared. Before so many watching eyes, he was unwilling to dodge. That would be far too humiliating.
After all, he possessed a Supreme Body, while Xiao Yun was merely an ordinary body.
Was a Supreme Body supposed to dodge an ordinary body's attack? Would that not make others look down on Supreme Bodies?
Would there be any dignity left for a Supreme Body?
Jiang Haoran pushed his God-King Body to its limit. Like a God-King ruling the world, every palm strike carried majestic force, like an entire firmament crashing down.
Endless radiance erupted from between his palm prints, sweeping toward Xiao Yun like an overwhelming flood. It surged with rumbling thunder, pouring down with utterly shocking momentum.
At that moment, Jiang Haoran's body erupted with incomparable power. Brilliant light shone from his skin, divine radiance stretched ten thousand zhang, and terrifying pressure ravaged the entire space.
The distant spectators could not help sighing in amazement. The God-King Body truly deserved its place among the ten