"Bang!"
Just as before, Siyou, Hall Master of the Heavenly Frost Pavilion, blasted apart the mass of Silver Sand hurtling toward him with a single punch, relying on his profound Blood Qi and True Essence, along with the might of his Ultimate Realm fist technique.
But when his Fist Force struck those grains of Silver Sand, each like a tiny throwing knife, it collapsed with a thunderous crash.
The sight left everyone below the arena stunned.
Although Siyou, Hall Master of the Heavenly Frost Pavilion, still had the upper hand in that exchange, no one present had expected Xu Taiping to break his Fist Force with a handful of Silver Sand.
Xu Taiping himself, however, remained perfectly calm.
That strike broke Siyou's Fist Force largely because he lost his footing and was startled by the saber intent within the Silver Sand. If I use the same move again, Hall Master Siyou certainly won't fall for it.
That was what Xu Taiping thought.
In short, there had been a fair measure of "taking a shortcut" involved in breaking Siyou's Fist Force with that strike.
To truly defeat Siyou, Hall Master of the Heavenly Frost Pavilion, Xu Taiping had only one option besides revealing his own fighting abilities: using the North Wind Fan and Silver Sand in his hands to fuse Metal Essence with the Power of Wind Essence.
Still, the moment Siyou was forced to gather his Fist Force anew, Xu Taiping's strike had achieved its purpose.
"Boom!..."
He suddenly began fanning the treasured fan in his hand with force.
In an instant, savage Gang Wind whirled up, enveloping Hall Master Siyou as he gathered his Fist Force anew.
His earlier strike with the Silver Sand had served only one purpose: to seize the initiative for this next move.
"Shing!..."
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