The more deeply Tang Yan understood these Martial Skills, the more astounded he was by the intricacy of the Thousand Mountains Fist.
These Martial Skills were practically a bug. As long as his Dantian and meridians were strong enough, he could keep delivering stronger blows.
"So strong!"
Sensing the momentum carried by Tang Yan's fist, quite a few people widened their eyes, waiting for the outcome.
Sun Xiaolong likewise sensed the power contained in Tang Yan's punch, and a flicker of panic crossed his formerly smug face.
Wasn't this kid at the Profound Tier Seventh Grade? Why did I feel as though I couldn't win?
It had to be an illusion!
Forcing himself to bolster his courage, Sun Xiaolong finally met Tang Yan's fist with his own!
Bang!
A dull sound rang out, and the entire arena trembled.
Thud, thud, thud!
Sun Xiaolong retreated three steps in succession before barely steadying himself, his eyes filled with disbelief and deep wariness.
Sun Xiaolong finally realized just how badly he had underestimated Tang Yan.
The strength this kid unleashed was actually every bit a match for his own!
Smack! Without any pause, another crisp slap echoed through the Rookie District.
A red mark appeared on Sun Xiaolong's right cheek.
"That slap was to tell you that you shouldn't have laid a hand on my brother!" Tang Yan's icy voice sent a chill down people's spines.
Some people's pupils contracted sharply. This kid had just finished using Martial Skills, so how could he still burst forth with such speed?
"I'll fight you to the death!" Humiliated twice, Sun Xiaolong looked utterly livid and charged at Tang Yan with a roar.
This time, Sun Xiaolong used no Martial Skills.
Watching Sun Xiaolong bear down on him, Tang Yan sneered. "Trying to overpower me with