(Second update)
Fast!
Incredibly fast!
A speed surpassing the sound barrier was probably close to the ceiling of what Douluo Continent could achieve today. Even some Titled Douluo might not possess such terrifying speed. Only agility-attack Titled Douluo who specialized in speed could reach this level.
Extreme speed brought with it a string of thunderous trailing booms.
The onlookers could only see a passage forcibly torn through the mist by an overbearing force.
Most of the Spirit Masters present could not even see Yang Ming's movements, much less Caesar's!
Caesar only felt that, in the blink of an eye, Yang Ming's face—the sight of which instinctively disgusted him—had appeared before him.
Then,
The combination of speed surpassing the sound barrier and the frenzied strength unleashed after opening the Sixth Gate of the Eight Gates Released Formation formed Yang Ming's unending barrage of punches.
Comparable to Saint Seiya's Pegasus Meteor Fist,
You know the one?
Even though Yang Ming's entire body was covered by the straw cloak formed from a shrunken Susanoo, allowing him to withstand the intense friction between his body and the air, as well as the Flame Demon King's blazing heat, every punch that shattered the sound barrier still sent tearing pain coursing through his body.
This was a limitation that an ordinary human body could hardly endure.
Had Yang Ming not possessed the Saiyan Bloodline and Supreme Bone, any other Spirit Master would likely have died from the horrifying expenditure before even landing a single punch that broke the sound barrier.
As for Caesar, who was taking Yang Ming's hundreds or even thousands of heavy punches, he still wore a cold smile when he first met Yang Ming's fist, as though he were saying:
"Is that all?"
But in an instant, the endlessly surging, perpetual-motion-machine-like power within