Whoosh!
Just as Hall Master Siyou prepared to throw another punch at the Golden-Armored Divine General, Jun Shuyan behind him swung his fan sharply, sweeping the Golden Armor away from Siyou with a fierce gust.
Boom!
Hall Master Siyou's punch struck empty air. His terrifying fist aura shot straight beyond the arena like a Sword Cultivator's Sword Qi, tearing through the air with an ear-piercing shriek and blasting apart a small pavilion over a hundred zhang away on the opposite side.
The sight left everyone below the arena dumbstruck.
The cultivators directly beneath that streak of fist aura, in particular, broke out in fine beads of cold sweat, as though they had just walked past the gates of death.
"Just an ordinary punch was enough to shatter the Golden-Armored Divine General's strike. Even in our outside world, Hall Master Siyou's mastery of fist techniques would rank among the very best, wouldn't it?"
Not only the cultivators born within the tower, but even Gongshu Nanxing, an Otherworlder, wore a look of shock.
"In terms of mastery of fist techniques alone, it certainly would."
Xu Taiping first nodded, then added:
"But he was still holding back with that punch."
"Holding back?" Gongshu Nanxing looked at Xu Taiping in surprise.
"Judging by the fist intent emanating from Hall Master Siyou, he can deliver a punch at the martial dao ultimate realm. That punch just now clearly wasn't his true strength."
Xu Taiping explained.
Within the divine soul mark left by the Lotus Eye, Xu Taiping had seen Hall Master Siyou deliver a punch at the martial dao ultimate realm more than once.
"Even the Martial Artists inside the Mysterious Wasteland Tower can cultivate their fist techniques to the martial dao ultimate realm?"
Nanxing looked stunned.
Xu Taiping did not continue the conversation, but