"Fire!"
Su Ming suddenly let out a loud shout and executed the Spear Splitting Style, smashing the spear down heavily.
This slash carried a violent force. The spear shaft had already bent the moment it slashed down.
Pa!
The spear hit Tang Wenliang's fist, making a crisp sound like a slap.
The four elders of the Kongtong Sect, who were watching the battle from afar, all saw that the back of Tang Wenliang's hand was red after his fist was slapped. It must be very painful.
"Tang Wenliang, aren't you going to use the Seven Wounds Fist? Then this competition is about to end."
As soon as Su Ming finished speaking, he immediately activated the Bright Divine Martial Art, and a surging amount of Bright Spirit Qi poured into the spear shaft. Even if it was the most ordinary spear art, with a stab, sweep, and slash, it still had the power to split stone.
"To be able to force Third Brother to such an extent, this youth is definitely at the Postliminary Realm!”
Guan Neng, who had been watching the battle, said unwillingly.
The third brother he was referring to was naturally Tang Wenliang. Tang Wenliang himself was in the Postnatal Realm. If Su Ming could suppress Tang Wenliang, then his level of cultivation was self-evident.
"Look, Third Brother is using the Seven Wounds Fist.”
Zong Weixia pointed at the training field and said to everyone.
Upon hearing Zong Weixia's words, the disciples of the Kongtong Sect stared at the battlefield with wide eyes. Their hearts were beating fast, and their faces were filled with excitement.
"Seven Wounds Fist, the ultimate technique of the Kongtong Sect!”
Ji Xiaofu clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. She looked at the battlefield with a worried expression.
Each big sect had their own ultimate skills, such as Shaolin Temple's Yijin Jing, Huashan Sect's Purple Cloud Divine Art, Ming Cult's Heaven and Earth Great Shift…These ultimate skills were rarely mastered. Once they were used, they would definitely have earth-shattering and invincible power.
"Brat, I'll let you know the power of the Seven Wounds Fist!”
Tang Wenliang suddenly activated his fist force. He raised his fist high above his head and punched at the Flying Dragon Spear.
Bang!
His fist smashed into the Flying Dragon Spear, and it instantly deviated from its trajectory, causing Su Ming's arm to tremble violently.
"What a powerful fist technique!"
Su Ming's eyes shone brightly. He was incredibly excited as he threw his head back and laughed loudly." To be able to experience the Seven Wounds Fist, this trip to the Kongtong Sect was indeed worth it. Hahaha…"
As he laughed loudly, Su Ming withdrew his Flying Dragon Spear and recalled the mysteries of the Single Solar Finger. A wave of pure Yang qi erupted from his dantian and flowed through the veins in his arm before pouring into the tip of the spear.
"Ha!"
Su Ming thrust his spear forward and aimed at Tang Wenliang's acupuncture points.
On the scorching training field, Tang Wenliang only felt a hot wind whistling toward him along with the tip of the spear. Even the air in his breathing tube became unbearably hot, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Spear tip! What kind of spear technique is this?"
Tang Wenliang changed the inner strength of his fist technique, turning the fierce inner strength into a soft one. His fist gently pushed the tip of the spear, and the tip of the spear suddenly missed, unable to touch his acupoints.
Chi chi chi!
Su Ming's spear missed, and he thrust his Flying Dragon Spear forward at high speed.
"Who cares what kind of spear technique I have? If I can defeat you, then my spear technique is good!”
Pure Yang internal energy was poured into the tip of the spear. Every stab was aimed at the enemy's acupuncture points. This was the spear technique he had comprehended from the Yi Yang Finger.
"It's useless! You can't hurt me at all!"
Tang Wenliang took a deep breath of hot air. The fist force changed from the feminine force to a firm and soft one.
The terrifying part of the Seven Wounds Fist was that it contained seven different hidden forces. When fighting, it was impossible for the enemy to guard against it. Tang Wenliang had cultivated for more than ten years, but he had only mastered three types of hidden force. One was hard and fierce, the second was soft and feminine, and the third was hard with softness.
Bang bang bang!
His fist smashed against the tip of the spear, and his spear technique instantly lost its rhythm. At the same time, waves of hidden force traveled through the shaft of the spear and into Su Ming's hand, starting to destroy his organs.
"This feeling? So disgusting!"
Su Ming frowned and wanted to throw up. His body felt incredibly uncomfortable.
He thought to himself that the Seven Injures Fist was indeed the ultimate technique of the sect. The fist force could actually be transmitted into his body. If he did not deal with Tang Wenliang, he was afraid that he would be injured.
Whoosh!
Su Ming put away his long spear and fell back. His opponent's Seven Wounds Fist missed.
Once he pulled away from Tang Wenliang, Su Ming focused his inner qi on the tip of the spear and stomped on the ground. With a loud bang, he jumped onto Tang Wenliang's head like a phoenix spreading its wings.
Roar!
The Flying Dragon Spear struck down from the sky. The spear was brilliant and carried the supreme majesty of the Divine Phoenix as it ruthlessly stabbed towards Tang Wenliang's body.
"No!"
Tang Wenliang, who had just gained the upper hand, let out an unwilling cry.
Tang Wenliang, who had only mastered three types of inner strength and had yet to master the Seven Injures Fist, had no ability to resist the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear.
"Third Bro!"
"Third Brother!"
"Be careful!"
Sensing the terrifying momentum of the spear and seeing that Tang Wenliang was in danger, Guan Neng, Zong Weixia, and Chang Jingzhi rushed into the training field at the same time and saved Tang Wenliang from the tip of the spear with extremely swift movements.
Tang Wenliang had just been rescued.
Weng!
The spear tip pierced through the air, causing the air to twitch violently and emit a shrill buzzing sound.
That terrifying power poured into the air, instantly setting off a gust of wind. The wind swept across half of the martial arts practice field. The heat wave assaulted the people, stirring up dust and blowing it onto everyone's faces. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Tang Wenliang, you lost."
Su Ming stood on the flat square with his spear in his hand. The heat wave swept up his long hair, and his white robes fluttered in the air. He was extraordinarily heroic and gave off a domineering aura.
"Hey!"
Tang Wenliang stood in the crowd, frowning and sighing.
He was one of the five sect masters of Kongtong Sect, yet he had actually lost to a brat like Su Ming.
He truly did not want to give up, but when he thought of Su Ming's spear, that incomparably swift and fierce spear strike, that brilliant and dazzling spear strike, he could do nothing about it. He had no choice but to admit defeat.
"How did it end up like this?" Guan Neng's face was ashen as he thought, If I knew this would happen, I would have taken action myself.”
It did not matter if Tang Wenliang lost, but this meant that the entire Kongtong Sect had been defeated by Su Ming.
The five elders of the Kongtong Sect looked terrible. All of them had turned the color of pig liver. The disciples of the Kongtong Sect beside them also looked ashamed. They were dejected and sighed.
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