Chapter 880: Chapter 189: The Etiquette of Greetings for Martial Artists (Big Chapter 13)_8
“Great, great! I want to watch!”
Although silent, it was evident that the atmosphere on the plaza suddenly beca lively. From a distance, looking at this scene, Xu Keji and Taku Lang inhaled sharply: “Seriously, Eldest Senior… hey, he’s really like this!”
“Impressive.” Taku Lang remarked with amazent, “I’ve dread of speaking so boldly in conflict with a large tribe. Damn, is this Divine Mandate?”
“This has nothing to do with Divine Mandate.” Xu Keji affird, “It’s simply because he is the Eldest Senior, he is An Jing!”
As An Jing spoke, Kan Youli’s montum condensed around his whole body.
Though there were many words and sches in his mind, as a True Person and the envoy leader of the Taiming Sect, he could never remain indifferent upon hearing such words from An Jing, words almost humiliating to the Taiming Sect… No, it was indeed humiliating!
Rage was rising, the Spiritual Fiend was leaping. The previously silent ghostly fiend now operated, transforming into the ascending Karmic Fire. Kan Youli’s smile completely vanished, his gray-blue eyes deepened, and his brow furrowed.
He spoke coldly, “Peak Master An, do you know what you’re saying? This is an insult against our Xu Shen Mountain. If you don’t retract it, you will have to pay the price.”
“Ha.” An Jing sneered even more, his words sharper, “Do you know what absurd things you’ve done? Injuring our Bright Mirror Sect disciples within my Bright Mirror Sect? If I don’t teach you a lesson today, I’m afraid your Taiming Sect will truly think you’re invincible in Dust Li!”
The exchange of greetings between martial artists is like this. If both sides harbor malicious intent, then it will be one side more aggressive than the other, unwilling to back down and difficult to compromise, and the end result will be but one.
No matter the ti, no matter the place, no matter the identity, no matter the difference in strength.
The battle will begin.
Kan Youli weighed against thoughts of using one’s superior strength against the junior, True Person suppressing Martial ridian judgnts. He was ready to strike, to give An Jing, this arrogant brat, a proper lesson.
However, precisely because his mind harbored nonsensical, low-purity thoughts of using one’s superior strength, so, he hesitated for a mont.
A crucial mont.
Thus, before he launched his attack, without any thought, An Jing clenched his fist and struck!
Rumble!
The vast sky roared, the air burst apart, and majestic clouds of impact rose from the plaza, forming a straight, undistorted path leading directly to the Heavenly Do!
The overwhelming heat waves spread, causing a tidal wave-like surge of air, blowing away and dispersing all the spectators, regardless of their origin, expanding the circle by three tis under the furious waves.
In the center of the plaza, where Kan Youli once stood, he was completely vanished!
Also in the center of the plaza, An Jing withdrew from the Ascending Dragon Fist posture, but behind him, a Taibai Battle Armor had unknowingly appeared, still holding the punching pose. Under everyone’s shocked gaze, it slowly withdrew.
“Heavens, oh heavens…”
Everyone, including Xu Keji and Taku Lang, was rendered speechless by this punch, blown away with awe—one punch to send a Divine Treasure True Man flying? Though it seed there might not actually be much harm, just the speed of that strike and the montum…
And Xu Keji, having studied the sa martial arts, knew very well that what An Jing used just now was the sa style he used earlier against the Fire Phoenix People, also the Withered Glory Explosion Fist, except…
This was the Withered Glory Explosion Fist · Twenty-Five Consecutive Explosions!
Above the Heavenly Do, clouds roiled like a furious sea, rolling black clouds, as if mountains embodying a True Person’s anger.
But on the ground, An Jing was calmly unafraid, the Taibai Battle Armor half-real, half-abstract, hovering behind him. The youth himself had his arms crossed, looking up coldly at the sky, while the armor made a beckoning gesture towards the heavens.
——Why hasn’t there been a counterattack?
Could it be, frightened?
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