The Head of the Qi Household, Qi Hao's father, looked positively livid. His fingers gripped the railing so hard that the runes on it flashed incessantly.
"Bang!"
When Xu Taiping delivered his three-hundredth consecutive punch, the defenses around Qi Hao finally broke. Even a Protective Dharma Treasure was shattered by one of Xu Taiping's punches.
By then, Xu Taiping's fist force and fist might had reached a level sufficient to kill an ordinary Martial Saint Realm martial artist.
At this, the expressions of the cultivators from Youyun Heaven and the other heavens shifted from unwillingness and disbelief to horror.
If even a Martial Saint Realm martial artist fared like this against Xu Taiping, wouldn't cultivators like them, with their frail physiques, face certain death if they encountered him in close combat?
Their fear grew all the more intense when they saw that Xu Taiping's fists could even shatter a Heaven Rank Protective Dharma Treasure.
"Bang!"
Now, a punch carrying the fist force Xu Taiping had accumulated over more than three hundred blows smashed apart the steel-hard arms Qi Hao had braced before him.
It also knocked his body sharply backward, exposing a gaping opening before Xu Taiping.
An instant later, Xu Taiping's next punch came smashing toward Qi Hao, carrying the fist force of more than three hundred punches and a faintly spreading might of thunder.
He would die.
Qi Hao would die.
These were the thoughts that rose in the minds of most of the cultivators in the surrounding stands as they felt the power of Xu Taiping's punch.
The Head of the Qi Household felt his scalp crawl. Disregarding the cost of breaking the Golden Scale Ranking's rules, he immediately roared toward the Golden Scale Platform:
**"Hao'er, stop holding that move back! If you don't use it now,