Under everyone's gaze, Ji Tianxing stood up.
He looked at Wharton in the ring with an expressionless face and asked with an indifferent tone, "Wharton, where did you get the courage to challenge me in front of everyone?"
"Could it be that you've got some divine weapon? Or do you have something else to rely on? "
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire lobby.
All of a sudden, the hundreds of guests in the lobby all looked surprised.
No one had thought that Ji Tianxing would be so arrogant to say such words in front of everyone.
How much confidence did he need to have?
The True Martial Sect's Sect Master's face didn't look good. He looked at Ji Tianxing with a gloomy and cold gaze.
In the ring, Wharton, who brought shame upon himself, was also full of shame and indignation. He angrily shouted, "Ji Tianxing! You're really as arrogant as always! "
Ji Tianxing walked toward the ring like the wind and said with an indifferent expression, "I'm just stating the facts. How am I arrogant?"
As his voice faded, he leaped ten meters away and jumped into the ring.
Just as he stood still, Wharton keenly seized the opportunity and shot toward him like an arrow leaving the bow. He punched out two dazzling fist lights toward his face and chest.
Whoosh!
Wharton was well aware of Ji Tianxing's strength, so he used all his strength right from the start. His speed was extremely fast, leaving several afterimages behind him.
"Cloudfrost Tyrant Fist!"
Wharton roared angrily. The fist lights that burst out from his fists turned into an ice blue color, releasing a bone-chilling aura that shrouded the ring with a radius of 20 meters.
In an instant, the entire ring was covered with a layer of ice blue color, and the temperature dropped to the extreme.
The fist lights that were as big as a basin also smashed toward Ji Tianxing, less than half a meter away from him.
The hundreds of guests in the hall all held their breaths as they stared intently at the scene.
But Ji Tianxing's expression didn't change. He was still calm and composed as if he had expected Wharton to do so.
He raised his left hand that was as red as magma. The Scarlet True Fire in his palm condensed into a giant flaming palm and slammed toward Wharton.
"Boom!"
The flaming palms collided with the two frosty fists in an instant, causing a loud, dull sound to ring out.
At that moment, a violent and blazing flame burst forth, dispersing the cold air on the arena.
The two icy fists were shattered on the spot. They turned into wisps of water vapor and were evaporated by the giant flaming palm.
Wang Tong was also hit head-on by the giant flaming palm. He flew back in a sorry state and fell on the stage ten meters away.
By the time he got up, the white robe in front of his chest had already been charred black, leaving behind a huge black palm print.
His face became very ugly, and his eyes were filled with shame and anger.
The hundreds of guests in the hall suddenly revealed shocked expressions and exclaimed in surprise.
"Wow! This Ji Tianxing's strength is actually so strong? "
"Wang Tong, a Lv 8 Tongxuan Stage martial artist, couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from him?"
"Both of them are obviously at Tong Xuan Stage Lv 8, and Wang Tong made the first move. How did this happen?"
"Looks like Ji Tianxing does have the right to be arrogant!"
Wang Tong heard the crowd's discussion and became even more furious. He shouted angrily and pounced on Ji Tianxing again.
"Snowy Frost City!"
Wang Tong burst forth with all the power he had accumulated in his lifetime, displaying his trump card.
His palms emitted an overwhelming white light, releasing a bone-chilling cold current that enveloped the surrounding twenty meters.
Instantly, the entire arena was covered with a thick layer of frost, and dense white snowflakes appeared in the air.
He waved his palms as fast as lightning, striking out sixty-four frosty palm shadows that descended from the sky toward Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing's figure was immediately engulfed by the overwhelming cold palm shadows and the fluttering snowflakes.
The temperature in the hall seemed to have dropped to the freezing point. Countless people subconsciously shrank their necks.
Snow in the hot summer of June?
Such a rare sight could only be seen here.
Countless guests widened their eyes and stared at the arena, anticipating the result.
In the next moment, among the dozens of frosty palm shadows, a huge flaming palm suddenly blasted out.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the dozens of frosty palm shadows were shattered into shards of frosty light and scattered in all directions.
The flaming palm passed through the frosty light and hit Wang Tong, sending him flying again. With a "bang", he crashed into the defensive array.
When Wang Tong struggled to get up, blood gushed out of his mouth. He held his charred chest with both hands, and black smoke rose from his body.
The same scene played out again, but Ji Tianxing still used the same flaming palm, the same move.
Simple, violent, and domineering.
He crushed Wang Tong in a violent and invincible manner, severely injuring him with just two palms.
The hundreds of people in the hall were stunned at the scene.
The martial artists from the second and third-rate forces felt that their horizons had been broadened. They were both shocked and excited.
The eyes of the Sect Masters were a little gloomy. Obviously, they had expected that things were not going well.
The Sky Pillar Sect had a super talented Yun Yao, which had already multiplied the pressure of the other Sects and made them jealous.
Now, Ji Tianxing had appeared, who was as monstrous as Yun Yao and could completely crush opponents of the same level. Was there still justice in this?
The Sect Masters were all thinking in their hearts. Ten or twenty years later, when Ji Tianxing and Yun Yao grew up, wouldn't the Sky Pillar Sect be invincible?
Wang Tong staggered to his feet and glared at Ji Tianxing. He shouted coldly, "Ji Tianxing! You win! I admit defeat! "
After saying that, he ignored the discussions and chuckles of the people in the hall and quickly walked down the arena, returning to the True Martial Sect Master's side to heal his injuries.
Ji Tianxing didn't expect that Wang Tong would be able to endure such great humiliation and admit defeat so straightforwardly.
He thought to himself, "Before Wang Tong went up the arena, he had discussed something with Shi Wenyu, Qiao Xuan, and the others. He endured the humiliation and admitted defeat in public … Could it be that there's a conspiracy?"
At this moment, Shi Wenyu stood up with a swoosh and walked towards the arena.
"Ji Tianxing! This is the Tian Jian Sect, and tonight is my Master's birthday. How can I allow you to be presumptuous here?! "
Hearing this angry shout, Ji Tianxing raised his head and looked at him. He couldn't help but frown.
"Shi Wenyu, haven't I taught you a lesson before?"
He could see that Shi Wenyu's complexion was not good. It was obvious that his injuries had not recovered, and his strength was a little weak.
He couldn't understand. Shi Wenyu had been trampled by him once. Where did he get the courage to challenge him in public?
Wasn't Shi Wenyu afraid of being defeated in public and ridiculed by all the guests?
Shi Wenyu jumped onto the arena and shouted sternly, "Ji Tianxing! No matter how strong and ruthless you are, I must fight you tonight! "
Ji Tianxing frowned again. He vaguely felt that Shi Wenyu's words had a deeper meaning.
He looked at Shi Wenyu contemptuously and sneered, "You're just a defeated opponent. You haven't even recovered from your injuries. What right do you have to challenge me?"
Shi Wenyu was immediately filled with anger. He rushed toward him as fast as the wind, waving his palms to create a sky full of flames.
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