"What? That kid isn't injured? "
"No wonder he was so ferocious and couldn't be beaten to death."
"How shameless! He's acting all high and mighty, but he's cheating us to death."
"If he wasn't injured, wouldn't that kid have a chance of becoming the champion?"
"This is bad, this is bad. This time, I bet my entire fortune that he would lose. If he didn't lose, wouldn't I be dead for sure?"
"Despicable Xia Ping, he's trying to cheat us of our hard-earned money. Isn't anyone going to control him?"
Countless spectators were cursing. Some of those who had participated in the gamble had their faces turn green. It was as though someone was squeezing their hearts, causing them to pant.
They couldn't imagine how terrifying this kid's strength would be if he wasn't injured.
However, they also didn't know why such a thing would happen. This kid had clearly suffered so many blows that even a peak martial master would be heavily injured. How could this kid be fine?
At this moment, on the arena …
"So what if you aren't injured? You are still no match for me, Xie Anshou. In the face of absolute strength, everything else is fake." Xie Anshou roared. He circulated his Qigong and struck out with a palm.
King peerless grade martial technique – Heaven Flipping Palm!
This palm was extremely terrifying. It was as though the heavens and earth were turning upside down. A giant dragon's hand descended from the sky, crushing down. It was as though even a mountain would collapse at this moment.
This palm even locked onto Xia Ping's aura, making it impossible for him to dodge.
This was a move that was close to perfection. It had a trace of a grandmaster's aura!
In the past, he had relied on this move to defeat countless strong enemies. Even demon race experts couldn't block this terrifying palm and were instantly smashed into meat paste.
When cultivated to the extreme, a single palm could annihilate an entire city!
"Heaven Flipping Palm? What's the use of that? Watch as I refine your entire body! Sun Furnace! "Xia Ping circulated the Pure Yang Immortal Art. At this moment, it was as though every single cell in his body had turned into flames.
In the depths of his body, a divine bird was crying out, causing the void to tremble. A unique rhythm spread out, causing the souls of the surrounding martial artists to tremble.
Rumble ~ ~
Huge flames gushed out from his 108,000 pores, covering the sky and earth, condensing into a solid substance. In an instant, a dark red sun seemed to condense, enveloping a radius of a hundred meters.
It almost looked like an enormous furnace, filled with raging flames that could only be seen when one's energy arts were cultivated to the pinnacle.
Anything under this furnace would be incinerated into ashes.
"What kind of technique is this? How could it be so terrifying? " Many of the conclave students couldn't help but jump to their feet as they stared at Xia Ping's consummate energy art.
This solar furnace stood in the air, there were many ancient inscriptions engraved on it. It seemed to contain a mysterious and ancient energy, as well as an aura of primordial chaos.
It was as if this furnace had undergone a baptism of time. It had been born the moment the primordial chaos had opened up, and they couldn't help but prostrate themselves in worship.
Even his soul seemed to be suppressed, and he didn't dare to look at it directly.
"Ah!"
Instantly, Xie Anshou let out a mournful scream. The instant the solar furnace was formed, his Heaven Flipping Palms slammed down, but it actually melted in an instant. It was as though even his true energy was being incinerated into lava.
Wisps of flames even began to spread and crackle. These flames followed the eruption of true essence, seeping into his body through every pore, entering his meridians.
The power of these flames was extremely terrifying, akin to the Samadhi True Fire, capable of incinerating everything in the world. Instantly, his entire body was filled with pain.
It was as though at this moment, even his meridians were being incinerated.
"It can't be, is Xie Anshou going to lose?"
"No, no, no, that's impossible. How can he lose so quickly?"
Many of the conclave students clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, biting their lips so hard that they almost bled. They were extremely unwilling, and didn't want to see Xia Ping win at all.
If this brat really won the championship, it was unknown how disastrous their losses would be. Some of them might even go bankrupt. This was an unbearable loss.
"Xia Ping, you want me, Xie Anshou, to lose? You must be dreaming, you're the one who forced me to do this. You actually forced me to reveal my greatest trump card. You will definitely pay the price. "
Xie Anshou roared.
All of a sudden, a pair of boxing gloves appeared on his hands. These gloves were a faint golden color, and there were densely packed runes engraved on them, containing a mysterious energy within.
Many sharp horns could be seen on the surface of the gloves, incomparably sharp and indestructible. There were even traces of dark red blood stains on them. It was unknown how many lives had been slain by these gloves.
The instant the gloves were worn, Xie Anshou's body was instantly enveloped by a layer of golden light. A mysterious energy permeated his internal organs, circulating through his meridians.
And these flames that were trying to destroy his body were instantly extinguished by this mysterious energy. The strange true energy was also rapidly expelled, and at the same time, the injuries on his body healed.
With his body as the center, a terrifying vacuum field also appeared. In an instant, the surrounding flames were expelled, and no power was able to approach his body.
"En?"
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes and immediately retreated several hundred meters. He stared at the gloves on Xie Anshou's hands and felt an indescribable aura. "This aura? Could it be a treasured weapon? "
He stared at the gloves, which seemed to have the same aura as the treasured weapon on his body. Without a doubt, these gloves were not ordinary treasures, and they possessed extraordinary power.
"Flood Dragon Gloves, my god, how could this brat Xie Anshou have Flood Dragon Gloves?!" Some core students immediately jumped in fright, staring at Xie Anshou's fists, unwilling to look away.
"Flood Dragon Gloves?"
Huo Gang also stared at the gauntlet, an indescribable look in his eyes. "It's said that a Flood Dragon King was killed, and the materials from its body, as well as Millenium Coldsteel, Nine Fire Copper, and other materials were used to create this precious weapon. It contains the might of a flood dragon.
"If worn on the hand, it can at least double the user's strength. It can even form a forcefield to defend against the enemy's attacks. It is a powerful treasure with both offensive and defensive capabilities."
His thoughts surged, as if he could not believe that Xie Anshou had such a treasure on him.
"We won, we won for sure this time."
"He even took out a treasure, how could he not win?"
"Damn it, even I don't have a treasure on me, how could this Xie Anshou have one? Did he really rob the True Dragon's nest? "
"God knows how lucky he is. I'm so envious."
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