The moment his words fell, a gigantic armored battle-soul phantom suddenly rose from the ground, then seized the blade shadow's still-unbroken hilt.
Boom!!!
The instant the battle-soul phantom gripped the hilt, the blade shadow, which had been on the verge of shattering, not only re-formed but abruptly swelled in size.
"Ah!!!"
Then the armored battle-soul phantom threw back its head and roared before pressing its blade down with a sudden slash.
Boom!
Amid the thunderous crash, Xu Taiping's fist shadow, which held ninety percent of his combat strength, abruptly shattered beneath the blade's pressure.
His own body was sent skidding backward several hundred zhang by the impact.
At this sight, an uproar swept through within the Bronze Prison.
Having watched three of Xu Taiping's matches in succession, everyone could already tell.
That punch just now represented Xu Taiping's current peak combat strength.
That was why everyone was so astonished to see it broken.
The people from Three Corpses Cave all looked ecstatic.
Heavenly Lord Hanjian and the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage, however, both wore grave expressions.
Heavenly Lord Hanjian said worriedly:
"If Xu Taiping can't draw out a full hundred percent of this physique's combat strength next, I'm afraid he'll lose this match."
The Heaven-Hunting Great Sage nodded slightly, his expression solemn. "That's right."
He immediately added:
"But only a battle like this can force him to keep improving."
As they spoke, another tremendous crash rang out from the Bronze Sparrow Platform.
Looking closely, they saw Nangong Wen, who had risen into the air on the wind, suddenly form a seal hand sign and slam his palm down toward Xu Taiping, saying:
"Azure Nether Seven Transformations, Wind Earl Suppresses Sea!"
The moment his words fell, the gang wind surging in from all around abruptly gathered beneath Nangong Wen's palm. Then, compressed