He Pingsheng's kick looked easy, but it was anything but simple.
Without using spells, ordinary punches and kicks would not do much damage to an opponent, even when infused with spiritual power.
The reason he had succeeded twice in a row came down to one word: speed.
He had caught his opponents off guard.
Beyond that speed, there was also the power of the Daoist laws.
Against cultivators of the same realm who had not comprehended Daoist laws, cultivators with Golden Core Dao access were practically attacking from a higher dimension.
If he blended even a little Daoist law into that kick, it would no longer rely solely on his own strength. He would be harnessing some of the power of heaven and earth to fight.
Who could withstand a kick like that?
It was hardly surprising that his opponent had been blasted off an arena dozens of zhang across.
"Damn it..." someone said. "He's fast... Watch out, everyone. Don't let him catch you off guard!"
"You have to deploy a defensive spell immediately!"
Once the crowd had gleaned a few clues, they felt a little more confident.
Bang...
A female cultivator stepped onto the arena.
The instant she landed on it, she deployed her spell.
An ice-blue water-attribute shield formed around her body.
With a spell shield blocking the attack, surely she would not be blasted off the arena by a single kick, no matter how poorly she fared?
Then!
He Pingsheng smiled, and his body moved.
The Three Thousand Thunderbolt Technique erupted into action, bringing his speed to its limit as he closed in on the female cultivator and kicked.
Earth overcame water!
With this kick, earth-attribute magic power burst from He Pingsheng's body, carrying a trace of the power of the laws as well.
Bang...
The woman