Just when everyone thought they would see a clash of dragons and tigers.
After all, from Xiang Yun's casual move just now, they could see his strength.
But to everyone's surprise, Xiang Yun merely threw a casual punch, just as he had before.
The fist imprint collided with the phantom, while Xiang Yun's fist clashed head-on with Ji Shan's, sending wave after wave of air sweeping outward.
Surging blood and Qi swept outward without end. Ji Shan's punches came one after another, while Xiang Yun immediately focused on defense.
Everyone was bitterly disappointed.
Though it was exciting to watch, they still wanted to see the romance of fists striking flesh.
"If this goes on, that man's going to lose, right? Defend long enough and you're bound to lose."
"He looks weak. He really must be an outer disciple."
Some discussed it in disappointment. Most of them had tried defending against Ji Shan before, so what was there to see?
Ji Yue was disappointed too. Wasn't he supposed to be able to suppress Ling Qingzhu? Why did he look so weak?
Had he been boasting?
Just then.
Xiang Yun took a step back and clenched his fist. Purple Origin Energy surged forth with a roar.
Everyone heard a calm voice ring out.
"Your understanding is good, but you've pursued only the savage and desolate, not the tyrannical. Your path has gone a little astray."
"Since it's called the Barbarian King, the true intent of the kingly path you're pursuing is wrong."
"An emperor walks the kingly path; a king walks the tyrannical path."
"Study this punch carefully. If you can grasp that sense of tyranny, you'll surely make great progress with this art!!"
When Xiang Yun finished speaking.
Purple Origin Energy interwove behind Xiang Yun, and a tyrannical, savage and desolate sensation crashed down, as though they had returned to the ancient wasteland.
The purple Origin Energy formed an enormous figure. Everyone saw that it was no different from the phantom behind Ji Shan.
Except the phantom behind Ji Shan had a blurry face.
The phantom behind Xiang Yun, however, was exceptionally clear. It was Xiang Yun himself!
The moment it appeared, the Origin Energy of heaven and earth all around pressed down violently, as though an invisible Primordial Divine Mountain had descended to suppress them.
The hearts of the spectators trembled, as though a Primordial Divine Mountain were bearing down on them.
It was tyrannical to the extreme, giving the impression that he alone reigned supreme beneath the heavens.
Some of the weaker ones even turned pale, their legs trembling as they nearly fled on the spot!
"This punch is called the Heavenly Tyrant Fist!!"
Ji Shan's expression changed dramatically.
Naturally, he did not think Xiang Yun had defended earlier because he could not beat him. He had simply thought Xiang Yun was holding back against him.
He thought Xiang Yun intended to fight him longer. After all, there were already very few people in the same realm who could fight him.
That made his progress in martial arts extremely slow, but when he fought someone in the Nirvana Realm, he could not win.
Even if someone in the Nirvana Realm suppressed their cultivation, the attack, speed and defense granted by the Nirvana Golden Body alone were beyond his reach.
So even if Xiang Yun only defended, he could let him attack with all his might and also find some weak points in his fist art.
That would be a great help to his progress as well.
The others saw Xiang Yun only defending, but in fact, every one of Xiang Yun's defensive moves struck a weak point beyond the reach of Ji Shan's fist art.
Yet he had never expected that Xiang Yun would not only help him correct his weak points, but also comprehend the Eight Desolations Barbarian King Fist he had mastered in such a short time.
And even make it his own?!
But it was already too late to dodge. He could only meet it head-on.
"Come!"
Ji Shan's face twisted fiercely, the muscles on it standing out sharply as he frantically roused the blood and Qi and Origin Energy in his body.
His muscles swelled, and he charged savagely at Xiang Yun like a small mountain of flesh.
"Boom!"
Their fists collided like an ancient heavenly bell being struck.
Ji Shan's expression changed at once. The terrifying force transmitted through his fist and that tyrannical true intent forcibly suppressed the Origin Energy in his body.
"Boom!"
His immensely sturdy body was sent flying backward like a shooting star, about to fly out of the area in the blink of an eye.
The spectators' expressions changed, and they shouted, "This is bad! Hurry and catch him!"
But no one dared go. The aftershock of Xiang Yun's punch was clearly still present.
The next moment.
A figure flew out and caught Ji Shan, then landed and steadily redirected the force into the ground.
The stone slabs kept exploding apart, cracking with a series of bangs.
Shock appeared on Ji Yanyun's face. What kind of power was this?
Ji Shan's face was pale. First, he offered his thanks. "Many thanks for saving me, Uncle."
"Mm."
Ji Yanyun nodded, his gaze falling on Xiang Yun, whose breathing had yet to settle. Puzzled, he asked, "Did you give the Eight Desolations Barbarian King Fist to the Young Hall Master?"
"No... I'm afraid he comprehended it during the fight."
Ji Shan smiled bitterly, overcome for a moment by a sense of powerlessness. What kind of comprehension was that?!
It was far too terrifying. It would have been one thing if it were Creation Martial Arts.
But this was Spirit Martial Arts. Could he really learn from it, comprehend it, and even make it his own during a fight?
"He comprehended it during the fight?"
Ji Yanyun was stunned. There was actually such a heaven's chosen in the world!
"Mm."
Ji Shan nodded, then steadied his breathing, walked up to Xiang Yun and cupped his hands. "Thank you for your guidance, Young Hall Master!"
"I'm glad you understand. If you can grasp it, the next time you fight that Qin Tian, you should be able to defeat him."
Xiang Yun lowered his fist. Naturally, he had defended in order to comprehend Ji Shan's Eight Desolations Barbarian King Fist. Otherwise, how could a simple fight count as guidance?
"Young Hall Master, you know the Eight Desolations Barbarian King Fist too?"
Ji Yue, who had hurried over, could not help asking, making no effort to lower her voice.
This made everyone present curious. This was, after all, an inherited Spirit Martial Art of their Great Desolate Dynasty.
Even the Primordial Hall was unlikely to possess it. Though the Great Desolate Dynasty and the Primordial Hall had some contact, it was like the inherited martial art of the Immortal Dynasty.
The Immortal Sword Art, too, had been independently deduced by the Immortal Dynasty's patriarch and passed down.
"I only just learned it. But I don't know the precise route for circulating Origin Energy, so I could only deduce it from Brother Ji Shan's weak points and combine it with my own understanding."
"If I had to name it, Heavenly Tyrant Fist seems more fitting."
Xiang Yun smiled.
At his words, everyone present drew a sharp breath. He had only just comprehended it?
And without knowing the precise Origin Energy route, he had deduced it through the weak points. Just what kind of terrifying comprehension was that?
Was he even human?
Just then.
When everyone thought the gathering was about to break up, they saw Xiang Yun look at Ji Yanyun, who had caught Ji Shan earlier, and say, "Senior, you seem to have just passed a Nirvana Tribulation. I wonder if you could give Xiang Yun some pointers."
"And Senior should also have comprehended the Eight Desolations Barbarian King Fist. This would be a good chance to demonstrate it for Brother Ji Shan. Perhaps he'll gain a deeper understanding."
At once, the entire training ground fell silent.
Even though Xiang Yun had just defeated Ji Shan, no one had ever thought Ji Yun could beat someone at Nirvana.
Nirvana was Nirvana, and Fortune was Fortune!
Nirvana was a major stage of cultivation; Fortune was a minor one.
The gap between Nirvana and Fortune was even greater than the gap between Fortune and Body Tempering. An ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivator could suppress and kill someone at the peak of Fortune with one hand.
Much less someone at One Yuan Nirvana, who had passed a Nirvana Tribulation.
"You want to challenge me?"