"So strong!"
Xia Ping was shocked. He actually saw that in an instant, there were a thousand fists blasted out by the phantom of the Sage, which crushed over with overwhelming force, making people breathless.
In the air, it was full of dense fist prints, condensed into a substance, like an army of thousands of people rushing over, as if to completely crush people to death, leaving them nowhere to escape.
Was this the strength of the fourth heaven of supreme power realm?!
He couldn't imagine that this phantom of the Sage had suppressed his cultivation to the same realm as himself. It was estimated that in the Cloud Realm, even the seventh heaven of supreme power realm would be killed by a punch.
In fact, this was not a very delicate move, just because the speed of the phantom of the Sage was too fast. A thousand punches in a second caused such a terrible power, which was extremely fierce.
Darknorth Protection Skill!
Xia Ping immediately made a move, his hands turned into a circle, and ran the Darknorth Protection Skill. A roc instantly jumped out of the air and wrapped his body.
Bang! Bang!
The fist prints blasted in an instant, and the power of each punch was terrifying. It was like a mountain rolling over, extremely heavy, and the fist force was condensed to the extreme and oppressed to the limit.
"How is it possible?!"
Xia Ping's pupils shrank because he found that even though his Darknorth Protection Skill was extremely strong in defense, in the face of this condensed fist force, it was almost impossible to resolve.
Because the fist force of each punch seemed to have a strong spiral force. This force was constantly rotating, and even the Darknorth Protection Skill was difficult to resolve.
Even if he could resolve the fist force of one punch, how could he resolve it so quickly when thousands of punches attacked at the same time? This was simply beyond the current limit of the Darknorth Protection Skill!
Suddenly, such a fist shook his blood and qi, and his body was in a state of numbness, and even his body had severe pain.
The terrifying fist force, generated a spiral, constantly penetrated his lungs, and was about to seriously injure his body.
"This is the phantom of the Sage? It's too strong. "
Originally, Xia Ping thought that he could easily defeat a supreme power master of the same level at the fourth heaven of supreme power realm, but facing this phantom of the Sage whose strength was exactly the same as his, he was beaten to the point that he had no power to fight back and was completely suppressed.
The strength of the opponent was not beyond his, and the speed was only about the same, but the fist technique of the phantom of the Sage was so exquisite that it was natural and at his fingertips.
Such a technique had reached the Dao Realm. That was an extremely mysterious realm.
It was as if his every move was within his opponent's expectations. Every casual punch of his would land on the flaws in his movements, making him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he was being restrained in every aspect.
Even a defensive energy art like the Darknorth Body-Protector Art couldn't stand up to the fist technique of a sage. His qi and blood were roiling, and his body was invaded by the spiraling energy, bruising all over.
Bang!
The phantom of the Saint smashed over and instantly hit Xia Ping's head, sending him flying hundreds of meters away and rolling like a football.
"Again!"
Xia Ping's eyes revealed a raging fire. He straightened his body like a carp and immediately jumped up from the ground. He was still as lively as a dragon and a tiger, and was not defeated by a single punch.
Because his body was too strong, he cultivated the Pure Yang Immortal Incantation, using the essence of the sun to temper his body, and he also had the Infernal Golden Crow bloodline, constantly evolving his body.
Recently, he also cultivated the Star Attracting Art, receiving the power of the stars in the sky, and fusing it with the energy of the Pure Yang Immortal Incantation. Yin and Yang coexisted, with the taste of water and fire compatibility.
If the Star Attracting Art was cultivated to the Great Accomplishment Realm, it was estimated that he could condense a body of stars. That was a body that even the Star Destroyer Cannon could not destroy. Even if a person was in the vacuum of the universe, he could survive.
A mere punch was not enough to completely defeat him.
Bang bang bang!!
The phantom of the Saint had no emotions. It was just an energy puppet. Its mission was to defeat the students who participated in the examination. As long as the students did not fall and did not choose to admit defeat, it would continue to fight.
Its punches were like the wind, and one punch after another, it was like a mountain falling from the starry sky to the earth.
Moreover, it was not a human, just an energy puppet, so there was no state of power exhaustion like a human. The power of each punch was the same, and it was extremely accurate, like a machine.
"Unmovable Buddha's Palm!"
Xia Ping counterattacked, slapping out like a Buddha, slapping out the taste of Unmovable Buddha, and his whole body emitted a golden Buddha light, containing the aura of Buddha's mercy.
It was as if this palm was going to subdue the demon, forcing the devil to put down the butcher's knife and repent.
Dong!
But the phantom of the Saint only punched out, it was emotionless. The Heavenly Dao was heartless, treating all living things as dogs. This was an emotionless punch. The Fist of the Heavenly Dao seemed to contain the concept of merging one's body with the Dao.
In an instant, the power of Xia Ping's palm was shattered, and the force trembled.
Myriad Beasts Fist!
Heavenly Dragon's Music!
Four Seasons Sword Art!
Clapless Palm!
Xia Ping used almost all of his martial techniques, but they were all easily broken by the phantom of the Saint. It was as if the phantom of the Saint had seen through all the flaws of his fist techniques.
Even when a punch landed on the phantom of the Saint, it was blocked by the phantom of the Saint, and it was unharmed.
It wasn't that these martial arts weren't strong enough, but that he was too weak now, unable to unleash the true power of such martial arts.
"Too strong."
Xia Ping felt that the martial arts of the phantom of the Saint were as vast as the ocean, unfathomable, and unimaginable. This was already another realm of martial arts, and it was beyond imagination.
No matter how he moved, it seemed that in the eyes of the Saint, he was just a baby learning to walk. The gap was huge.
"No, even if I attack the phantom of the Saint, the destructive power is not enough, and I can't defeat this phantom of the Saint." Xia Ping's eyes flickered, looking for an opportunity to defeat the phantom of the Saint.
Although the phantom of the Saint beat him very badly, because of the existence of Darknorth's body protection technique, he was still in an invincible position, and all the fist energy was defended.
The phantom of the Saint could not defeat himself, and he could not defeat the other party.
The battle was in a stalemate.
Dong!
After an unknown period of time, Xia Ping was sweating profusely and panting. The phantom of the Saint punched his body, and the terrifying spiral energy exploded in his body, sending him flying hundreds of meters.
These spiral energies were terrifying to the point of being a mess, spinning wildly and penetrating into the lungs.
If he was in his real body now, this punch would probably make him vomit blood and his lungs would be injured.
"What a strong spiral energy, there is actually such a terrifying martial arts skill in the world, a punch, like a mountain, like a whirlpool, making people have nowhere to escape, any protective qigong will be shattered!"
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