"What use do you have for them?"
Xu Taiping considered briefly, then decided to tell Jun Shuyan the truth. Smiling, he explained:
"To be frank, Brother Shuyan, I'm very interested in that move you just performed using the Power of Wind Essence in your treasured fan and the Metal Essence in the Silver Sand. I'd like to try it when I challenge Hall Master Siyou next."
"To think you saw the ingenuity of that move too, Brother Song."
Jun Shuyan was quite surprised to hear Xu Taiping lay bare the secret of his earlier move in a single sentence.
"An elder once gave me some pointers, that's all." Xu Taiping smiled.
Jun Shuyan nodded at this.
When the Abbot taught him this move, he had said that it was no exclusive secret art, and that disciples of many cultivation sects practiced it.
"But Brother Song, you saw my match against Hall Master Siyou just now. His True Essence and Blood Qi Power are simply too formidable. This move has no effect on him."
Jun Shuyan spoke with some shame.
"Bang!"
Just as he said this, a cultivator who had only just stepped up to challenge Hall Master Siyou was blasted off the arena by a single punch.
This man had neither Jun Shuyan's luck nor his strength. Unable to withstand Hall Master Siyou's Fist Force, he had his lower abdomen punched clean through and was already dead when he hit the ground.
At the sight of the corpse on the ground, the crowd around the arena, previously abuzz with discussion, fell as silent as cicadas in the cold.
Only when the Heavenly Frost Pavilion elder above the arena called for the next challenger did the clamor around it rise again.
Despite the cautionary examples of Jun Shuyan and the corpse