Chapter 13

The power transmitted from Tang Tian's fist felt off!

In the exchange of punches and palms, there was actually a sticky force.

No! The power of the fist is wrong! Amoli's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw that Tang Tian, using this force, had his feet slightly off the ground. The distance from the ground was so small as to be almost imperceptible; if not for Amoli's careful attention, he would never have noticed.

To use such a method to avoid the shockwave, truly worthy of being called Basic Tang!

Not only was Amoli not discouraged, but he became even more excited.

Amoli had long recognized that Tang Tian was using the Flash Fist. The characteristics of the Flash Fist were very unique and easy to identify. Among second-rank martial techniques, the Flash Fist was not considered obscure. Although it was not a popular martial technique due to the few martial artists who practiced fist techniques, Amoli was not unfamiliar with it.

This was because there was a Flash Fist expert at the Beast College, Wang Zhen, who ranked third. His main focus was on fist techniques, and when he was at the second rank, he specialized in the Flash Fist.

Wang Zhen's mastery of the Flash Fist was very profound, and Amoli had personally experienced it.

However, Wang Zhen's Flash Fist was completely different from Tang Tian's.

Wang Zhen's Flash Fist had a more powerful momentum, and when it disappeared in the air, it left a wave of residual vibrations, causing ripples in the air. Tang Tian did not have such residual vibrations; his fist speed was faster, more elusive, and you never knew where Tang Tian's fist would come from.

Moreover, Tang Tian's attack frequency was faster, like a storm that left no room for breath.

Comparing the two Flash Fists, Amoli was surprised to find that he could not determine which one was more powerful.

More importantly...

Martial artists who practiced the Flash Fist did not always use it with every punch. Being able to use it with eight out of ten punches was considered a master. The current highest record at the Beast College was set by Wang Zhen, who had once continuously thrown one hundred punches, with eighty-three of them being Flash Fists. This astonishing record had once caused a sensation in Starwind City, and since then, Wang Zhen had been recognized as the top Flash Fist practitioner in the Starwind City College.

But!

Amoli's large hands continuously waved, firmly guarding his defenses.

Before his eyes, countless fist shadows emerged from the air without warning, like a torrent of rain, striking him head-on.

If Wang Zhen saw Basic Tang's Flash Fist, what would he think...

Amoli could not count how many times Tang Tian had thrown punches, but so far, every punch had been a Flash Fist, with not a single failure!

Basic Tang, you always surprise me!

Amoli was completely overwhelmed. His Twelve Scattered Hands were thoroughly suppressed, yet his face shone with an unusual light.

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On a tree branch about forty yards away from the training ground, two figures stood quietly. One of them was Liang Qiu, and beside him stood a man in gray martial attire. The man had a simple and honest expression, with thick calluses on his hands. He stared intently at the two people fighting.

He was Wang Zhen.

"Very nice Flash Fist!" A hint of surprise flashed in Liang Qiu's eyes, but his expression remained indifferent. "This Tang Tian is not as weak as the rumors suggest. Although Amoli did not use third-rank martial techniques, the fact that he can suppress Amoli with second-rank techniques shows that his strength is quite good."

If the outside world knew that Liang Qiu had actually praised Tang Tian as "quite good," they would probably think their ears were deceiving them.

"Haha, you don't need to worry about Amoli anymore. I always thought that although Xiao A can be unreliable at times, he is a person with a clear mind." Wang Zhen chuckled, his tightly clenched fists unconsciously loosened, but his gaze never left Tang Tian.

Liang Qiu did not want Amoli to completely fall, so he called Wang Zhen and quietly followed Amoli to investigate.

"Right, the rumors are not true. A person like Shangguan Qianhui would not look favorably upon someone without exceptional qualities." Liang Qiu said calmly. "Unfortunately, when Shangguan Qianhui was around, my strength was still too weak to challenge her, which is a regret."

"Indeed! No one can match Shangguan Qianhui's absolute strength. However, Tang Tian's Flash Fist has piqued my interest."

"He has entered a state of madness." Liang Qiu said. "Look at his eyes."

The state of madness refers to a burst of potential triggered by certain stimuli. Once in this state, a martial artist's overall strength increases dramatically, making them abnormally powerful.

"Even without entering this state, his Flash Fist is impressive. And look at his footwork and attack rhythm; they are both excellent. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a repeat student could have such strength." Wang Zhen was somewhat moved.

"You will have your chance." Liang Qiu glanced at Wang Zhen. "The Sachi College's points are insufficient."

"Insufficient points?"

"Yes, I checked the Sachi College's points. To retain their qualification, the points from the two students' exams are not enough." Liang Qiu said calmly.

"You mean..."

Wang Zhen was somewhat surprised, but he knew that Liang Qiu was always meticulous in his actions, so there must be a reason for his words.

The ranking of colleges in Starwind City is based on points. Various facilities and achievements are converted into corresponding points, and the final points directly affect treatment and qualifications.

"This year, the Sachi College's points are zero. Besides the exams, they must also participate in the Starwind Martial Conference and achieve a good ranking to earn enough points." Liang Qiu was straightforward.

Wang Zhen smiled. "Interesting!"

Such a Flash Fist filled Wang Zhen with the desire to test his skills.

Suddenly, Wang Zhen thought of a question. "If the Sachi College performs too poorly, how do you plan to persuade Amoli to turn back?"

"Beat him until he turns back." Liang Qiu said coldly.

Wang Zhen was taken aback, then smiled. He knew that Liang Qiu would definitely do it.

"Let's go. We'll let him off this time." Liang Qiu turned without hesitation. "We'll see if he has improved during the Martial Conference."

Wang Zhen glanced back at Tang Tian, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes, then quickly followed Liang Qiu, disappearing from sight.

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As Liang Qiu and Wang Zhen disappeared, the old man Wei, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and glanced in the direction where Liang Qiu and Wang Zhen had disappeared. His wrinkled face showed no emotion, but he seemed to be deep in thought.

His gaze then fell on the two people in the intense battle, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although Amoli had been restraining himself and not using third-rank martial techniques, and although Tang Tian was in a state of madness, the fact that Amoli was completely overwhelmed still surprised the old man.

The old man had first met Amoli several years ago, and Amoli was the most talented martial artist he had ever seen. Amoli's physical condition was astonishing, and his understanding of martial techniques was also remarkable. His simple and pure mindset allowed him to endure hardships, which is why he became a well-known expert at the Beast College at a young age.

The old man had always treated Amoli with special regard. Those students with more prestigious reputations were only so because they were older and had practiced martial techniques for a longer time.

In comparison, Tang Tian's talent was much inferior, with his only commendable quality being his solid foundation.

However, the Tang Tian before him completely颠覆ed the old man's previous impression of him.

The old man had been observing Amoli for several years and knew his physical condition very well. This was the first time he had seen someone whose physical condition was not inferior to Amoli's in any way.

Moreover, he had only given Tang Tian the Flash Fist soul card a few days ago...

The old man was completely engrossed.

Both parties had similar physical conditions, and in terms of martial technique proficiency, Amoli was clearly superior. Tang Tian was in a state of madness, with his strength greatly increased. Normally, they should have been evenly matched.

However, what the old man saw was Amoli being completely overwhelmed.

It was the momentum!

The old man's eyes gleamed. The mad Tang Tian was exceptionally fierce, completely overwhelming Amoli. The attack rhythm, like a life-or-death struggle, was relentless and unreasonable, leaving Amoli in constant danger even while on the defensive.

"Madness..." the old man muttered to himself.

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Repeated attacks failing to break through, Tang Tian's anger grew more intense, his eyes turning a fiery red. He let out continuous roars, and the rhythm of his punches increased.

Amoli felt the pressure intensify, and he was in a sorry state, the range of his Twelve Scattered Hands continuously shrinking.

Should I really use a third-rank martial technique?

Amoli gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on. If he used a third-rank martial technique, wouldn't that mean admitting defeat?

At that moment, a rich aroma of roasted meat suddenly wafted over.

Huh?

Both of them froze.

Tang Tian's nose twitched, and his stomach growled immediately. The red in his eyes quickly faded, and a strong sense of hunger overwhelmed him, instantly draining his strength. Although he did not feel hungry in the light gate, the physiological habit still existed. The feeling of not eating for ten days was immediately triggered by the aroma of roasted meat.

Tang Tian turned his head and saw a bonfire burning behind him, with the old man Wei leisurely roasting meat.

Noticing Tang Tian looking at him, Wei raised his right hand and waved. "Ah, continue, continue!"

Without a word, Tang Tian left Amoli and rushed toward Wei, shouting, "Leave some for me, I want! I want!"

Amoli stood there in a daze, completely bewildered by the sudden turn of events.

After a moment, the bewilderment in his eyes dissipated.

He watched the figure flying toward the meat, his fist clenching tightly.

Basic Tang, I won't lose to you!

Half an hour later.

The previously fierce Tang Tian was now half-slumped on the ground, his face content as he patted his protruding belly, his expression dreamy. "So good, so delicious! Old man, I didn't expect you to be so skilled. From now on, the task of saving my stomach is yours!"

Amoli was not much better off, his massive body sprawled out, his leg hair exposed, and he was picking his teeth. "Old man, were you a chef before?"

The old man looked pleased. "You are still young. As a senior on the Heavenly Path, I must tell you that if you want to venture on the Heavenly Path, you must first master outstanding culinary skills."

"Heavenly Path?" Tang Tian was taken aback and sat up instinctively.

Amoli's relaxed expression also vanished, and he sat up straight. "Old man, have you been on the Heavenly Path?"

"Hehe, I wandered there for a few years when I was young." The old man chuckled.

Tang Tian and Amoli were deeply impressed. Wu'an Star is an outer planet, known as the birthplace of humanity, but after ten thousand years of development, it has become a remote and desolate place.

Those who can step onto the Heavenly Path are not ordinary people.

"Hey, old man, what is the Heavenly Path like?" Tang Tian asked curiously.

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