"This is a genius!"
Zhang Yang sat atop Azure Cloud Peak, using the Azure Sky Jade Disk to observe everything happening in the arena battles.
Once the challenge matches began, those who stepped onto the stage were the most outstanding martial artists in the world of the past decade.
Zhang Yang had not been interested in the earlier matches.
But once the true contests began, he personally started watching as well.
When Sikong Xing opened the gates of Martial Dao, he pointed at Sikong Xing and said those opening words to Zhang Yi.
Especially after Sikong Xing comprehended Fist Intent, he could no longer conceal his appreciation. He said to Zhang Yi, "You'd better be careful! If someone surpasses you, you'll become a laughingstock!"
Because Martial Dao had no authority.
So even if Sikong Xing comprehended a new power, Zhang Yi could not receive the benefits of Martial Dao's feedback.
That meant that if Zhang Yi did not strive forward, he might be surpassed by Sikong Xing.
"Rest assured, Master. I won't give him the chance," Zhang Yi said confidently.
Zhou Tong asked curiously, "Master, judging from the way he looks, he should have comprehended Fist Intent, right?"
"Yes!" Zhang Yang nodded. "From the punch he used to defeat his opponent just now, he should have comprehended the momentum of the tide rising and falling. The people of Sea-Heaven Pavilion live by the sea. With the ocean as their natural teacher, they truly possess a few unique advantages."
"Hmm..."
"From his punch just now, combined with Qi Lang's Boundless Ocean Dao technique, I have conceived a fist art."
"I will demonstrate its evolution for you now. Let us see how much you can gain from it."
He stood up. His fists surged like a roaring river, like tides rising across