Bang! The waterfall, nearly ten meters wide, was blasted to pieces by that punch.
The waterfall that had been thundering down suddenly fell silent. For more than ten meters above him, the water seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving an empty stretch!
"The fifth punch!" A flicker of delighted surprise crossed Tang Yan's eyes. He had never expected his strength to miraculously break through while he was training!
Walking out of the waterfall, Tang Yan took a deep breath and stood on the bank to practice the Thousand Mountains Fist. He wanted to test just how much power he could unleash with it once free of the waterfall's restraint.
Bang! As his first punch flew, a muffled burst rang through the surrounding air. Air currents scattered, and the power he displayed with his yellow tier ninth grade strength was impressive indeed.
Feeling the power of that first punch, Tang Yan's lips curved into a smile. It seemed all those days of practicing beneath the waterfall really had not been wasted.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
Without stopping his movements, he unleashed another four punches in succession.
Each punch of the Thousand Mountains Fist was meant to surpass the last. Without the waterfall's resistance, both the sound and power of each punch rose noticeably over the one before.
After the fifth punch, Tang Yan still did not hesitate. He pivoted his feet again, turned his body slightly, and used that rotational force to drive a vicious punch forward.
Bang! The surrounding air seemed to warp at that moment. His fist seemed about to tear through the air before him, roaring into midair. Then the surrounding air seemed to burst apart with a deafening explosion.
Tang Yan did not slow down. His body spun again, and he drove another punch forward.