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Everyone could see that in this battle, Beigong Ke had no chance at all.
Especially those who were watching the battle from the start, some were already weary of it. Because from beginning to end, Qin Zhizhen’s fists seemed monotonous. Beigong Ke’s attacks, although flashy and elaborate, always resulted in a flat outcome.
The repetitive scene had occurred far too many times, and the outcome had long been predetermined.
So why hasn’t it ended?
Divine Skills, Secret Techniques, swordsmanship.
Beigong Ke had already showcased everything he could, and yet he could never break through Qin Zhizhen’s simple fists.
But Qin Zhizhen showed no intention of ending the fight.
Nor did Beigong Ke intend to give up.
As long as Beigong Ke could always come up with new presentations, Qin Zhizhen seemed willing to defend forever.
As long as the battle had not truly determined a victor, Beigong Ke could keep on fighting.
These two individuals surprisingly had a strange tacit understanding.
Many spectators found it dull.
But Yellow Sheri, Deng Qi, and Jiang Wang, these three prodigies who had secured their spots in the top four, watched more and more intently.
Those with insufficient strength see only monotonous punches.
But only true powerhouses can perceive the constant terror in Qin Zhizhen’s fists. Thousands of moves and techniques, shattered by a single punch.
From beginning to end, Qin Zhizhen had not moved a step, his punch’s force not increased by an iota. How much precise judgement and terrifying control did this require?
This was definitely a top-tier performance.
Time seemed to have passed for ages, yet also felt like it had gone in an instant.
The former was because the scene kept continuing, continuing to the point of making people anxious.
The latter was because, from the start until now, there seemed to be no change in the battle.
And finally, Qin Zhizhen spoke.
"Your sword is slow," he said.
He finally seemed to be losing patience.
At this moment, Beigong Ke happened to leap forward, his twin swords crossing to slash.
Clang!
The intersecting blades struck precisely on the fist.
"Yes," Beigong Ke responded.
His hands separated, pulling the swords outward.
The two blades scraped obliquely across that iron-like fist.
They produced a piercing, sharp noise.
The turning point occurred at this moment.
Boom!
That Sword Qi, which had repeatedly failed in the relentless attacks and eventually scattered around the arena...
It was like hearing the battle drums, seeing the flags of assault.
The roaming Sword Qi across the arena, seemingly disorderly, ignited in an instant! freewēbnoveℓ.com
The horrifying sound of Sword Qi whistling swept through everyone’s ears.
Countless strands of silver-white Sword Qi, crisscrossing in every direction.
The Sword Qi whistled into a Milky Way, extremely radiant, traversing the sky, descending upon Qin Zhizhen!
The world was enveloped in Sword Qi.
The Falling Milky Way Sword Qi Formation!
Many people had thought the previous Beigong Ke was struggling in vain.
No one expected, even finding it dull.
But perhaps only he himself, had never given up on the possibility of victory. In those seemingly futile assaults, he had laid the seeds of Sword Qi.
Finally, at this moment, he unleashed the strongest offensive he had demonstrated so far.
A Sword Array formed by congealing Sword Qi, as if the Milky Way poured down, deadly across the Human World!
Had he not already begun to weaken, he could have gathered even more Sword Qi, making this explosion stronger, more perfect!
This scene of ultimate grandeur.
This brilliant and terrifying killing method, in an instant, silenced the entire arena.
Who would have thought that Beigong Ke, after having shown Divine Skills, used Secret Techniques, repeatedly stopped by Qin Zhizhen’s iron fists, could still have such a terrifying move.
The might of this Falling Milky Way Sword Qi Formation was even comparable to Xiang Bei’s Eight Desolation no Return Spear Technique powered by the Swallow Thieves Dominate Body!
And facing this sudden attack, Qin Zhizhen had been defending with an almost constant range of power, for too long!
How could he react in time?
How could he withstand it?
If the roaring Falling Milky Way Sword Qi Formation were likened to a silver Divine Dragon.
Then, Qin Zhizhen in black attire and bare fists stood like an ant facing a Divine Dragon.
Because this sudden burst was too unexpected, and there was hardly any time to respond properly.
But at this moment, people suddenly saw that within Qin Zhizhen’s body, firm as a rock, a light source abruptly lit up.
One, two, three... five!
"Tianfu!"
From the spectator stands, someone stood up, exclaiming aloud.
"Another Tianfu!"
The spectators simply could not conceal their emotions!
True Men of the Age could see the Divine Power Light within a Cultivator’s body, often discerning at a glance how many Divine Skills someone possesses.
But if another True Man were to help conceal it, then even those strong in the Profound Truth Realm would be unable to detect it.
Every prodigy who came to Yellow River Gathering to fight almost always had a powerful entity to help conceal their abilities.
In all previous records of battles from Qing Country, Qin Zhizhen had never displayed more than two Divine Skills.
So no one knew beforehand that, in this edition of the Yellow River Gathering, there was still a peerless prodigy with Tianfu hidden amongst them!
Until this very moment.
At this moment, with all Five Mansions shining together, Qin Zhizhen rekindled the light of five Divine Skills on Guanhe Platform!
People couldn’t help but turn their gaze to Zhongxuan Zun, who was readying himself.
Cultivators with Divine Skills are already rare, practically not in the same league as ordinary Neifu Cultivators, and they are often revered as geniuses.
Tianfu Cultivators are rarely seen throughout ancient and modern times.
The presence of two Tianfu Cultivators shining together on Guanhe Platform this year was destined to be an exciting entry in the history books.
However, Zhongxuan Zun simply watched the Arena intently, with great focus.
He was somewhat surprised by Qin Zhizhen’s performance, but that was it.
His pride did not come from his possession of Tianfu, but because... he is Zhongxuan Zun!
On the Arena, under the shine of all Five Mansions, Qin Zhizhen in black still threw out a punch, blazing brightly.
The lights of the five Divine Skills intertwined and smashed into the Sword Qi Milky Way!
That dazzling Sword Qi Milky Way collided with the punch surrounded by the light of five Divine Skills like a torrent striking against a rock.
The rock stood firm and unmoved.
The torrent split and flowed around it.
The vast Milky Way poured down towards Qin Zhizhen, Sword Qi splashing like waves, not even grazing the hem of his garment.
It seemed as if he was bathed in a Milky Way!
Strong!
Incredibly strong!
So formidable it’s terrifying, so formidable it leads to despair!
It seems no matter what the opponent does, no matter how hard they try, they just cannot break that eternal fist!
The Falling Milky Way Sword Qi Formation was blasted open, and Qin Zhizhen commended, "Excellent Sword Array!"
His voice carried expectance: "Do you have any stronger moves? Use them!"
Beigong Ke involuntarily gripped his swords, beads of sweat as big as beans rolling down his forehead.
The consumption was too great, his control over his own body severely weakened, he couldn’t even control his sweat...
But he panted heavily: "Stronger, ha... I can!"
He clenched his teeth tightly, gripping the swords in his hands...
But Qin Zhizhen looked at him, and shook his head: "It seems you have nothing left."
His earlier expectance was rather tolerant, but this shake of the head was especially merciless.
Yet tolerance or mercilessness, in truth, neither defined him.
He was merely in anticipation for a more climactic battle; if Beigong Ke could provide that, he would show patience; if Beigong Ke couldn’t, then he would simply end it.
It was just that simple.
After shaking his head, he took a step forward.
One step forward, and he was already facing Beigong Ke.
And when they faced each other, it was simply a straightforward punch forward!
Bang!
At the same time that Qin Zhizhen’s fist made contact with Beigong Ke’s abdomen, a clear light had already enveloped Beigong Ke.
And it intercepted the punch that was wrapped in the light of five Divine Skills.
Despite that, Beigong Ke still spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the opposite side to his front belly, an imprint of a blood-engorged fist protruded on his back!
It wasn’t that Yu Xi’s clear light couldn’t stop this fist; it was that, before Yu Xi made a move, the damage had already occurred!
If Yu Xi hadn’t acted at this point, Beigong Ke would already be dead!
