"Bam!"
Amid a tremendous crash, Xu Taiping slammed a heavy punch into Du Ziyin, stopping his tumbling body.
Only then did the spectators see that Xu Taiping had left two afterimages: one where he had originally stood, and another where Du Ziyin had been sent flying.
"Can a martial artist move that fast?"
In Mu Yun's study at Guangling Pavilion, Mu Yuchen murmured in bewilderment after a long silence.
Beside her, Mu Yun shook his head and said:
"Of all the martial arts under heaven, only speed cannot be overcome. When a martial artist circulates his Qi and Blood Power to the Ultimate Realm, aside from being unable to soar through the skies or burrow through the earth, his movement speed won't be much slower than a cultivator's."
"But the question is, how did Xu Taiping circulate his Qi and Blood Power to its utmost limit?"
Unlike Mu Yuchen, Mu Yun, who also had some familiarity with cultivating the Martial Dao, saw the crux of the matter at a glance.
And the answer to his question was naturally the Blood Qi Tempering Method inherited from the martial artists inside the Mysterious Wasteland Tower.
However, Great Emperor Mysterious Wasteland had sealed the memories concerning the Blood Qi Tempering Method of all cultivators, both inside and outside the tower.
"In that case, Eldest Brother Taiping must have spent those three years in seclusion to cultivate this special Martial Dao cultivation technique, right?"
After hearing their conversation, Ji Ye suddenly murmured.
At the thought that Xu Taiping had not sunk into despair and never recovered after his Spirit Bone was shattered, but had instead done everything he could to save himself, his gaze toward Xu Taiping in the Spirit Mirror suddenly filled with respect.
"Brother Taiping, my junior brother was already powerless to