Chapter 37

As the five water needles disappeared into the air, a wave of exclamations rose from the stands.

What a bizarre martial skill!

Even Meng Yu and the others, who had witnessed this scene, showed a slight change in their expressions. Such a bizarre martial skill was almost impossible to guard against.

Di Han was a tough nut to crack.

This was also why this match had attracted so many experts to be present in person. Di Han had been famous for a long time, but he had always acted alone, and no one knew the extent of his strength. The three big shots, Sima Xiangshan, Han Bingning, and Wang Zhen, had high hopes for Tang Tian. This battle was undoubtedly the best touchstone to test his true abilities.

Both Di Han and Tang Tian were enigmas. When two mysterious figures met, it naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Di Han's move was extraordinary. Many people put themselves in his shoes and quickly concluded that if they encountered such a bizarre martial skill, it would be quite a challenge.

How would Tang Tian respond?

People were filled with curiosity.

Tang Tian retreated like a bolt of lightning, his fists swinging at an astonishing frequency, forming a dense wall of fist shadows in front of him.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

Five sparks flew as the water needles collided with the wall of fists and were immediately deflected. The black iron gloves in Tang Tian's hands had excellent defensive capabilities; the water needles couldn't even leave a mark on them.

Still the Flash Punch!

The crowd in the stands showed a look of surprise, but upon reflection, Tang Tian's response, while not particularly clever, was quite practical.

Only Wang Zhen looked somewhat excited, his eyes gleaming.

A 100% perfect Flash Punch!

This time, Tang Tian didn't fall into a trance, indicating that he had cultivated the Flash Punch to a perfect level. Wang Zhen knew how difficult this was. When the Flash Punch was cultivated to over 85%, each step forward required exponentially more sweat and time.

Wang Zhen had cultivated the Flash Punch to 87% and then stopped, not because he couldn't improve further, but because the time required for each additional increment was too much. Putting that time into cultivating a third-stage martial skill would yield faster and more practical results.

Many people would make such a choice. The higher the stage of the martial skill, the greater the qualitative difference in power, which became even more evident as the skill level increased.

100%!

I didn't expect Tang Tian to cultivate the Flash Punch to a 100% perfect level!

Wang Zhen's eyes widened, and he stared intently. He had become famous with the Flash Punch and had a special affection for it. When he first saw Tang Tian's Flash Punch, even though Tang Tian was in a trance at the time, Wang Zhen was still very surprised.

What would a perfect Flash Punch look like?

Tang Tian's fists disappeared without a sound and emerged without any warning, but once they emerged, the low, heavy sound of the punches was like a sudden explosion.

A wall of fist shadows!

What incredible explosive power...

Without the use of true energy, relying solely on the muscles of his arms, he could achieve such an astonishing frequency. His foundation was truly solid.

Twelve punches per second!

Wang Zhen almost instantly calculated the data of Tang Tian's punches. His expression turned serious; he couldn't achieve such an astonishing frequency!

When Tang Tian used the Flash Punch to create a wall of fist shadows, the only one whose expression turned serious and stern wasn't just Wang Zhen. Famous experts, all with sharp eyes, knew that although only basic and second-stage martial skills emphasized muscle power, the body was always the foundation of all martial skills and the source of true energy.

The physical condition would affect true energy and martial skills in various ways, though not always obviously. People were not unaware of this, but compared to the time invested, most would choose a more cost-effective and faster way to see results.

But... such a solid foundation... no, a perfect foundation...

They had never seen it before!

It gave them a great shock. It turned out that with a solid foundation, one could achieve a terrifying frequency of twelve punches per second with just the strength of the arms. If true energy were added to this, how many punches could Tang Tian throw in one punch?

This thought, once it emerged, rooted itself in their minds like a venomous thorn, impossible to shake off.

Di Han's expression changed for the first time.

The opponent used a second-stage Flash Punch to break his Rain Threads. The method used was not particularly clever, just one word: fast!

But this "fast" made Di Han feel a strong pressure.

No tricks meant absolute strength, a straightforward and powerful force. This kind of power might lack subtlety, but it was clearly more terrifying and difficult to deal with.

Di Han had very rich combat experience and had faced and killed many enemies. But he hated this type of enemy the most.

Damn!

Di Han controlled the five water needles, making them dance and circle like a group of hawks in the sky. As soon as Tang Tian showed any weakness, they would vanish into the air.

Tang Tian's reaction was equally quick. The wall of fist shadows, formed by twelve punches, was like a wall of copper and iron, and the water needles could not shake it at all. The wall of fist shadows covered a large area, and Tang Tian seemed to never tire, showing no signs of fatigue even after dozens of rounds.

Di Han narrowed his eyes, his fingers trembling slightly, and the five water needles quietly returned to his side.

He began to become cautious.

The momentum of the battle often shifted. Di Han's retreat almost instantly made Tang Tian sense an opportunity to attack.

Without hesitation, he kicked off the ground with his right leg, crouching low and dashing forward.

Tang Tian's legs were strong and powerful, his physical condition approaching perfection. His powerful explosive power made him like a vigilant cheetah, moving at an astonishing speed.

Di Han's eyes lit up, his fingers trembling slightly, and the intangible true energy threads slid silently through the air.

The five water needles quietly melted, spreading along the true energy threads.

In the blink of an eye, five fine water lines, as thin as hair, crisscrossed to form a perfect hunting net.

Rain Strings!

These fine water lines were as sharp and tough as strings. If an enemy collided with them, they would be instantly dismembered. Di Han had used this to ambush and kill many experts of higher ranks. Unfortunately, it wasn't raining...

Tang Tian, who had just dashed out, suddenly felt a strong sense of danger and abruptly stopped.

Tang Tian narrowed his eyes and looked around.

Di Han's heart skipped a beat. How did he discover it?

Too terrifying!

His previous retreat was intentional, which showed that his understanding of qi was superior. By retreating, he was giving Tang Tian the opportunity to attack. Di Han was well-versed in combat psychology. Normally, after being suppressed for so long, once there was a chance to counterattack, one would pounce without hesitation. The anger from being suppressed often lowered one's vigilance to danger.

Tang Tian's initial reaction matched Di Han's expectations.

But Tang Tian's sudden stop and abandonment of the hard-won counterattack opportunity surprised Di Han.

The power of the Rain Strings was so slight as to be negligible. Once the opponent's speed slowed down, its power was almost zero.

What a difficult opponent.

Di Han felt a headache. He had never encountered such a person before. Strong in strength, balanced in all aspects with no obvious weaknesses, and with a foundation so solid it was ridiculous. Not to mention, he had the instincts of a beast, which was truly terrifying!

There were actually people like this in the world.

If it were a real ambush, Di Han could use the terrain and environment to come up with various methods, but in such a straightforward confrontation, encountering such a beast-level opponent was really bad luck.

Although the water lines were thin and transparent, making them hard to spot in the air, when Tang Tian stopped and searched carefully, he quickly discovered their existence.

Tang Tian's expression changed. If he had collided with them, he would be finished!

What a sinister guy!

Tang Tian felt a chill. The opponent's methods were endless, and the changes were unimaginable. This was the first time he had encountered such a style of enemy.

Tang Tian's face was cautious as he slowly approached, his eyes fixed on the opponent, ready to strike hard as soon as he got close!

Suddenly, Di Han raised his hand: "I surrender."

Surrender...

Tang Tian was stunned. The opponent had clearly been in the lead, and he had been in such a difficult position. Why surrender?

The audience in the stands was also stunned by this sudden turn of events.

After a moment of silence, a wave of noise erupted.

"What's going on? Why surrender?"

"Exactly, it felt like Di Han was much stronger than Tang Tian! Why surrender?"

"Conspiracy! There must be a conspiracy!"

...

Ming Guang, stunned by the sudden change, couldn't help but say, "Is Di Han's brain fried? Why surrender?"

Wang Zhen's expression was serious. "You must never make Di Han your enemy. This person is very dangerous."

"Very dangerous?" Ming Guang was unconvinced. "What's dangerous about it? He doesn't even have the will to win. What use is such a person?"

"He's an assassin," Wang Zhen said calmly. "For an assassin, a conflict of honor is the most foolish thing. Di Han's chances of winning are slim. He has also realized this. I guess he doesn't want to reveal all his tricks. When things are impossible, he can withdraw without hesitation, with no lingering attachment. Such an assassin is very dangerous."

"Di Han's chances of winning are slim?" Ming Guang was puzzled. "Why didn't I see it? Di Han's skills are far from exhausted."

"That's what makes Di Han formidable. You didn't see it, Tang Tian didn't see it, but he could accurately assess his situation and make a decisive decision without any hesitation. Whether at the beginning or now, he always maintains the initiative." Wang Zhen's words were full of admiration. "If this were a life-and-death struggle rather than a match, the outcome would be hard to predict."

"Can't understand... Is Tang Tian really that strong?" Ming Guang muttered.

In the arena, Di Han looked at the bewildered Tang Tian and sighed inwardly. He didn't expect to encounter such a formidable opponent from the start. It seemed he would have to think of another way.

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