In the next mont, Su Tu moved, clenching his fist with one hand, as it descended upon the void, a punch fell, brilliant golden light flowing, seemingly with the force to overturn the heavens and the earth, space slightly distorted.
Yet this was Su Tu intentionally controlling it, if he didn’t restrain it.
He couldn’t even be sure of the power that such a punch would unleash.
The killing power of this punch far exceeded Prajna Seven Kills, it’s an incredibly powerful fist technique. As the fist unfolds, it’s as though it seizes the heavens and earth in its palm, bringing forth the power of a realm, unmatched in its dominance!!
So weaker Falling Leaf Martial Artists would have their bodies completely collapsed under this punch, flesh and blood splattering, not even leaving a complete corpse.
Feeling the power and might of this punch.
The corners of Su Tu’s mouth couldn’t help but lift in a slight smile; it was long heard that powerful Basic Skills could, during cultivation, result in the comprehension of Divine Techniques or Techniques.
He had been curious before, why he hadn’t comprehended anything until this ti when he finally gained so insight.
"It’s a pity, this technique is incomplete..."
Su Tu clenched his fist with one hand, contemplating the domineering force of gripping the heavens and earth in hand, a feeling too wondrous to speak of to others.
The technique and comprehension extending from his heart consisted of just this one punch.
The power already evident from just one punch, should he gain complete follow-up techniques, its power would be beyond imagination.
This technique is potentially even more powerful than the Sacrificial Dao.
Su Tu suspected that this technique extended from the Immortal Burial was at least a Tier Eight Technique, and might even be...
"Tier Nine..."
Su Tu uttered in a voice only he could hear, his eyes bursting with unprecedented brilliance.
Looking across the entire Star River, throughout the Federation, among countless sects and Dao lineages, entities with Tier Nine Techniques are as rare as phoenix feathers, and only Holy Sons and Divine Sons destined to shoulder the Dao lineages could learn them.
Such a level of technique, once erged, would surely lead to a scramble among all races, and even Daoist Masters, those above Daoist Masters, and Supre beings might get involved!
Such a high-level technique extending from the Immortal Burial, how could it not excite Su Tu.
This made Su Tu’s heart burn with passion, his excitent visibly shown.
However, he quickly cald down his excitent.
Right now, he couldn’t confirm the exact level of this technique, and having only one move, finding a way to gain other insights was the top priority!
"So many tis before cultivating the Immortal Burial, there was no insight, but suddenly this ti, it rose and fully extended one move."
"Li Binghu... it’s you!"
If he had to say, today’s cultivation of the Immortal Burial differed from usual in only one way: for the first ti, Su Tu had slain Li Binghu today.
In his heart stirred a faint conjecture.
Maybe every ti he killed Li Binghu, he could gain one move of the technique.
This thought, once it arose, could no longer be suppressed, the more Su Tu thought about it, the more he felt the possibility.
But today, he couldn’t re-enter to confirm the correctness of this guess.
Moreover, when he exited that space, Li Binghu seed to have gained so intelligence, no longer like before, only knowing to fight like a battle machine.
Next ti, if they fight again, it might not be so easy...
However, Su Tu wasn’t one to dwell on things, even just mastering this one move significantly enhanced his combat strength. Coupled with the Sacrificial Dao and muscle growth, even he couldn’t fathom the power this punch could unleash.
Being able to master this move before the grand examination gave Su Tu a bit more confidence in the overall exam.
Those Divine Sons had so skills, communicating with divine power, what would they ultimately trigger, Su Tu didn’t know, but he knew one thing, and that was....
He didn’t plan to let these arrogant Divine Sons leave the examination venue.
Then, Su Tu adjusted his mind and stood up, beginning to refine his technique.
Under the blessing of Celestial Martial, Su Tu quickly mastered that punch.
This technique, unleashing a punch as if the heavens held in hand, with the dominance to collapse All Realms.
Su Tu called it...
Heavenly Tyrant Fist!!
After finishing cultivation, Su Tu left the martial hall and made plans to have a al with his classmates, during which Feng, Mu Wuyang, and others joined in the fun.
Everyone was having a great ti, frolicking throughout the entire afternoon.
Su Tu was blad by Luo Fan and others, saying Su Tu made them cry, and they forced Su Tu to treat them to hotpot until the matter was over.
After the fun ended.
Mo Ya, the overweight Zhuge, and others looked at Su Tu and the group.
"Wishing everyone prosperity in Martial Arts Dao!!"
"Don’t let those foreigners truly take the crown, haha!!"
"Su Martial God, Brother Luo, finish them for !!"
They all smiled and wished Su Tu and the others well, as tomorrow was the start of the grand examination.
Afterward, everyone dispersed, and those participating in the exam went together to Su Tu’s ho.
Upon entering, they found a clean and tidy room.
Su Tu, looking at the bright room, felt much refreshed, Big Eyes truly was capable, cleaning thoroughly.
Then, Su Tu led everyone inside, but they didn’t see Big Eyes.
Guessing he ran off sowhere to sleep, Su Tu didn’t bother to look for him.
This ti, among the ten selected from the North Sea, half were Su Tu’s acquaintances, Luo Fan, Zhao Budian, Feng, and Mu Wuyang, and the remaining few were mostly new stars.
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