Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm Reaches Penetration

News that Jiang Tingxue had defeated Shen Jingfeng spread throughout the Four Symbols Sect.

It stunned more than a few people.

After all, Shen Jingfeng had held the top spot among the Four Halls Chiefs for so long that everyone had come to regard him as the strongest of the Four Symbols Sect's younger generation.

No one had expected Jiang Tingxue, always so quiet and reserved, to be the one standing at the end.

She kept such a low profile that she rarely appeared in public.

Because of that, most people had unconsciously ranked her below Shen Jingfeng. Some had even thought that, as a woman, she would eventually be overtaken by Ye An and Song Qinglin.

This time, though, she had slapped them hard in the face.

Whatever anyone said, Jiang Tingxue had become the undisputed number one disciple of her generation in the Four Symbols Sect.

Above the Four Halls Chiefs, a new title had emerged—the Four Symbols Sect's Chief Disciple.

Ye An had not gone to watch the match.

Lately, he had done little but train in seclusion. He was close to pushing Black Tortoise Hall's Martial Arts to a new level.

His Bone Structure had improved enormously, and the Sect had recently begun pouring resources into him.

Ye An lacked nothing but time.

Early June.

Cicadas had begun to sing outside. In the courtyard, Ye An slowly pushed out both palms, and the force of his stance took shape before him.

In the corner of his vision, the progress of the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm crept forward.

[Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm: First Part: 1498/1500]

Ye An drew in his stance. As his True Essence flowed along the pathways of the Black Tortoise Sea-Suppressing Art, he struck again with the Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm.

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