Chapter 21

The facts proved that the students of Tianjing Academy were very wealthy.

Just the Soul General Cards alone numbered three, and they were all Silver Cards: the second-rank lightness skill [Empty Wooden Pile], the third-rank lightness skill [Eight Steps Catching Cicada], and the third-rank finger technique [Iron Mud Finger].

The two lightness skill cards were a timely solution to Tang Tian's urgent need. Tang Tian was currently short of lightness skill cards, and he never expected someone to deliver them right to him. Suddenly, the unconscious Yang Yong on the ground seemed much more pleasant to Tang Tian.

[Iron Mud Finger] was a Metal-type finger technique, which Tang Tian could not cultivate, but Metal-type finger techniques were quite popular. Tang Tian could easily trade it for a Soul General Card that he could use.

What a good person!

Tang Tian's heart was filled with gratitude.

His gaze toward Shen Yuan immediately became intense. However, he quickly calmed down, as the strength Shen Yuan displayed was astonishing.

Tang Tian had never seen Amoli so thoroughly suppressed.

Shen Yuan, known as the Iron Palm, lived up to his reputation. His palm techniques seemed ordinary, but each palm strike was powerful and robust. Amoli, born with divine strength, wielded a heavy wooden saber, which, when powered by true energy, was incredibly forceful. In terms of sheer power, Tang Tian admitted he was inferior. However, the overwhelming force of the saber, like a mountain pressing down, was always firmly blocked by Shen Yuan's dark, iron-like palms.

Shen Yuan's true energy surged throughout his body. His steps, though slow, were as heavy as a mountain, leaving a clear footprint with each step. He advanced step by step toward Amoli, his palms glowing with a deep black light, the palm wind low and mournful.

How powerful!

Tang Tian was somewhat stunned. The Shen Yuan before him gave him a sense of being unstoppable. Amoli's saber techniques began to become disordered, while Shen Yuan's iron palms, though simple and unadorned, were astonishingly powerful, often covering several yards with a single palm strike.

Shen Yuan seemed to pay no attention to the changes in Amoli's saber techniques, striking one palm after another, always keeping Amoli's saber techniques under control.

What a formidable true energy!

Tang Tian saw the key. Shen Yuan's mastery of the Iron Palm was indeed astonishing, but what truly forced Amoli into such a predicament was Shen Yuan's incredibly robust true energy.

Tang Tian, who had just completed the Crane Body, felt his pride severely shaken.

Shen Yuan must either have a very special cultivation method or fourth-rank true energy!

Amoli's true energy was also not weak, being at the high third rank, which was quite remarkable for his age. Tang Tian's true energy was even weaker; he had just entered the third rank. Although he had completed the Crane Body, the instantaneous burst of true energy could give him the strength of a mid-third-rank practitioner, but in other aspects, he was far behind.

Amoli, a high third-rank practitioner, was completely suppressed by Shen Yuan. Tang Tian's meager true energy would likely be swept aside by a single palm wind.

Tianjing Academy was indeed a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Shen Yuan, who looked younger than him, had cultivated his true energy to such a terrifying level.

Seeing Amoli's saber techniques becoming disordered, Tang Tian became extremely anxious. If Amoli lost, the newly acquired war spoils would be lost, and Shen Yuan would not let them off.

Biting his teeth, Tang Tian suddenly exerted force with his feet, dashing forward like a cheetah.

Flash Punch!

When Shen Yuan caught a glimpse of Tang Tian rushing over, he was startled. However, when Tang Tian used the Flash Punch, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.

A second-rank martial technique was utterly useless in his eyes.

With such skills, you want to challenge Tianjing?

Today, I'll show you how ridiculous your thoughts are!

Shen Yuan's eyes flashed with intense light, his true energy surging to the extreme, his hair standing on end. His palm techniques became even slower and heavier, as if the air had suddenly become viscous.

Tang Tian felt like a small fly trapped in a swamp, unable to flap its wings. His Flash Punch hadn't even approached Shen Yuan when his body was deflected by the strong wind generated by the unassuming iron palms.

The Flash Punch was effortlessly broken.

In an instant, both were in grave danger.

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Amoli struggled to hold on, Shen Yuan's iron palms seeming to be everywhere. No matter how he changed his saber techniques, it was useless. The usually powerful Ground Splitting Slash had no trace of its usual might today.

Among the high-level practitioners at Tianjing, Shen Yuan was not particularly outstanding and was quite low-key. Amoli never imagined that Shen Yuan's strength was so formidable!

When he saw Basic Tang jump into the battle, Amoli bit his lips hard.

With Basic Tang's strength, entering the battle was no different from seeking death.

Damn it!

For some reason, a surge of anger rose in Amoli's heart. Yes, anger! Anger at his own weakness, anger at his low strength, anger at the fear that had crept into his heart!

Anger flowed like lava, his body trembling slightly.

A voice seemed to echo in his mind.

What a disgrace!

Amoli!

You are a man who aspires to create your own martial path!

How can you be so powerless? How can you be so cowardly?

How can you!

What about your dreams? What about your vows?

Without the courage to struggle and fight, Amoli, you are a coward!

You are a coward...

"...You lack Tang Tian's ruthlessness..."

Old Wei's words suddenly surfaced in Amoli's mind, and he was taken aback.

His gaze subconsciously turned to Basic Tang.

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When he was an observer, Tang Tian was greatly impacted. But once he entered the battle, all his杂念 were cast aside. He opened his eyes wide, glaring fiercely, and swung his fists continuously.

Flash Punch!

His fists disappeared and reappeared in the air at an astonishing frequency.

Entering the battle personally, Tang Tian's experience of Shen Yuan's iron palms was different. Shen Yuan's seemingly ordinary palm strike, accompanied by a howling palm wind, felt like a solid wall of wind pressing down on him!

There was no way to dodge.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tang Tian's Flash Punches rained down on the wind wall, creating a series of explosive sounds. Transparent ripples appeared in the air in front of him.

Boom!

The wind wall shattered, and countless sharp air currents, like broken glass, scattered in all directions. Sss, sss, sss, Tang Tian's clothes were cut, and blood trickled from the small wounds.

Tang Tian seemed unaware, as Shen Yuan struck again.

Another Flash Punch!

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes. Tang Tian's mastery of the Flash Punch was unexpected. So far, Tang Tian had not failed a single punch, meaning his success rate with the Flash Punch was 100%.

This was the theoretical maximum, but no one had ever achieved it. Up to now, the highest record in Starwind City was 83% by Wang Zhen.

The Tang Tian before him could actually achieve a 100% success rate with the Flash Punch.

I underestimated him.

However, this surprise quickly vanished. Tianjing Academy was not short of geniuses, and he had seen many. The Flash Punch was just a second-rank martial technique, which might interest lower-grade students, but for higher-grade students, third-rank martial techniques were meaningful, and fourth-rank martial techniques were the high end.

A 100% success rate with the Flash Punch was as fragile as paper in front of the Iron Palm. Shen Yuan was usually low-key, and in a place like Tianjing, where geniuses emerged one after another, he did not stand out. His strength had always been underestimated, and he did not care. This time, if not for someone seeking his help, he would not have stepped forward.

If not for having to deal with Amoli, Tang Tian would not even have a chance to struggle. Even with the need to handle Amoli, he did not consider Tang Tian a threat. Continuous Flash Punches were very draining.

Let's see how long you can last.

Shen Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he struck again.

Tang Tian did not retreat but advanced, disregarding his stamina. His Flash Punches rained down like a storm. But each step came at a great cost. Every time the wind wall shattered, he gained a few more wounds.

Except for his back, his body was covered in wounds. Sweat and blood quickly soaked his clothes.

Tang Tian seemed unaware, his eyes fixed on Shen Yuan, pushing forward with all his might.

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"...You lack Tang Tian's ruthlessness..."

Amoli watched Tang Tian's sweat-soaked back, covered in blood, yet stubbornly moving forward. From the moment Tang Tian entered the battle, he did not take a single step back. He struggled forward, surpassing Amoli!

Basic Tang...

The anger in Amoli's chest suddenly subsided, and a scene of a young man raising his arms and shouting appeared in his mind.

"Wow, boy, go, go, go!"

The young man's shout echoed in his heart.

Basic Tang...

For some reason, Amoli's gaze gradually calmed and became determined. His left hand reached for the hilt of the wooden saber in his right hand.

He took a bow stance, both hands gripping the saber, raising it upward.

His body, like a wild beast, exuded an indescribable power and beauty.

His expression solemn, his gaze firm, a solemn and imposing aura spread from his body.

Hmm?

The first to notice the change was Shen Yuan. The aura Amoli exuded now had a chilling effect.

This is...

Tang Tian did not notice Amoli's change but immediately sensed Shen Yuan's distraction. His Flash Punches became even faster, shattering the wind wall again. Blood spurted as Tang Tian, like a sensitive wild beast, silently took a step forward.

Amoli's true energy surged, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to provide endless power.

At the peak of his aura, Amoli's solemn shout carried a terrifying force, echoing around him.

His hands raised the heavy wooden saber high, like a battle-axe, and it came down with a thunderous force.

A deep, dark crack appeared on the ground, like a snake, lightning-fast toward Shen Yuan.

The air walls along the way were sliced like paper by a sharp blade.

The Ground Splitting Slash's ultimate move: [Deep Abyss Slash]!

Shen Yuan's face changed, and in a panic, he pushed his true energy to the limit, squatting slightly in a horse stance, his palms side by side, slowly pushing forward. It was as if he was pushing a heavy iron door, his muscles bulging, his clothes nearly bursting.

A solid, visible wind wall, like an iron door, crushed forward.

The Iron Palm's ultimate move: [Iron Door Crush]!

Ultimate move against ultimate move!

A cut had appeared on Tang Tian's cheek, a trickle of blood slowly seeping down. Unaware, his eyes narrowed, a faint killing intent flashing.

—An opportunity!

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