The Mad Emperor naturally could not sense Ye Chen's terrifying aura. Protected by the rules of the Asura Arena, he did not worry about anyone else barging in. At this moment, all he saw was Xu Jing making a trapped beast's final struggle.
The Heaven-Binding Hand gradually tightened. The Mad Emperor seemed to see Xu Jing being crushed to pieces.
Roar!
Suddenly, a lofty dragon's roar erupted. Dazzling golden light nearly tore heaven and earth apart. The next moment, a slender, fair, delicate fist brimming with dominance blasted forth. As the golden fist advanced, time and space twisted, and the spacetime force field created by the Heaven-Binding Hand crumbled away, as if that golden fist possessed the power to punch through everything.
Sacred Dragon Fist.
And it was not an eighth-tier Sacred Dragon Fist.
Nor was it an ordinary ninth-tier Sacred Dragon Fist.
It was a mid ninth-tier Sacred Dragon Fist.
The ultimate Sacred Dragon Fist was only a tiny step short of truly perfected supreme Martial Arts. A mid ninth-tier Sacred Dragon Fist was still very far from the ultimate level, but below the Supreme realm, who could cultivate supreme Martial Arts to flawless perfection? Even Ye Chen was nowhere close to achieving that and could only gradually draw nearer. Thus, the might of a mid ninth-tier Sacred Dragon Fist was plain to see.
With one punch, she pierced through the Mad Emperor's Heaven-Binding Hand. Xu Jing's hair turned golden. Taking a step forward, invisible power transformed beneath her feet into clusters of golden clouds, carrying her ever onward while gathering force for her. Boom! The second mid ninth-tier Sacred Dragon Fist arrived, dyeing time and space gold.
"Heaven-Battling Divine Fist!"
The Mad Emperor roared and met it with a crimson fist.
Boom!
The terrifying explosion warped time and