Divine Battle Hall.
On the White Jade Stairway.
Mo Yun faced his sixty-eighth opponent.
When his ranking first broke into the top fifty, he had once again experienced the joy of seeing his combat awareness improve.
Unfortunately, after defeating a few opponents, that improvement had stalled again.
"With my current combat awareness, I'll probably have to break into the top thirty to experience that joy of improvement again, won't I?"
"But I'm almost there. A few more opponents, and I should be in the top thirty."
While he pondered, his sixty-eighth opponent on the White Jade Stairway had already charged at him.
This martial artist was built like a bear, his body wreathed in a faint golden glow. He wielded no weapon, specializing in fist techniques instead.
And Mo Yun was very familiar with the fist technique his opponent used.
"Tiger-Crouching Fist!"
Clearly, this was a Metal Lineage disciple whose main cultivation path was much like his own.
For a moment, Mo Yun seemed to see himself a few months earlier in Xining Prefecture, slaying demons and vanquishing fiends with the fierce might of the Tiger-Crouching Fist.
Boom!
A pale golden fist imprint tore through the air, blasting toward him like a cannonball with terrifying force.
Mo Yun casually slapped the fist imprint apart, a flicker of surprise appearing in his eyes. "Not bad. This Tiger-Crouching Fist has already reached perfection. Its fist intent is fierce and domineering, charging ahead without retreat."
"Huh, this guy knows Black Tiger Leap too? And that's almost reached perfection as well."
"As expected, anyone who ranks this high on the Earth Ranking is no ordinary fighter."
"Unfortunately, he's still a little too weak to help improve my combat awareness much."
As he considered this, Mo Yun struck with his palm, shattering the pale golden