The tall, thin man had not expected Gu Qingyao to strike without warning, much less with such speed.
In his haste, he held his sword across his body.
The next moment, a clang rang out as Gu Qingyao's fist struck the blade.
The tall, thin man felt an incomparably powerful force surge through his sword. His right hand went numb at once, and he could no longer hold the weapon steady.
The sword swung back and slammed heavily into his chest.
Pfft!
The tall, thin man spat out a mouthful of hot blood and flew straight off the arena, sword and all.
Silence first fell around the arena, followed by a burst of cheers.
With her sweet looks, Gu Qingyao had drawn many eyes the moment she stepped into the arena.
Everyone had thought she was merely a pretty vase.
None had expected her to knock the tall, thin man, who was no weak fighter, out of the arena with a single punch.
Clean and decisive, without the slightest dragging through mud and water.
Chen Shi'an inwardly sighed in regret. He had wanted to see more of Gu Qingyao's Sacred Arm Fist to deepen his understanding.
After undergoing seven rounds of marrow-washing and bone-tempering, his body had acquired a miraculous ability: merely watching others fight allowed him to steal their combat moves. This was learning their form.
The Origin Force cultivated through the Saintly Dao Stele could imitate the power of other cultivation methods. This was imitating their essence.
Last time, at West Mountain Hollow, Chen Shi'an had watched Gu Qingyao fight Ye Xicheng and secretly learned her Sacred Arm Fist. He had then used it to kill Tu Gou and pin the blame on Gu Qingyao.
Beautiful and powerful, Gu Qingyao immediately drew even more attention as she