Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Both fists danced wildly, Wu Zeyang instantly unleashed hundreds of punches, with golden light enveloping the images of the punches, the force of the punches was mighty and majestic, striking towards Tang Xiaodao's head.    

    

At this moment, Wu Zeyang finally started to get serious, he had already unleashed the Martial Skills.    

    

"Come at me!"    

    

Facing Wu Zeyang's tyrannical attack from the Martial Skills, Tang Xiaodao did not retreat. Instead, he advanced with the knife in his hand, and actually charged straight into the golden fist shadows.    

    

With a knife in his hand, Tang Xiao moved as fast as the wind and as fast as the wind, as fast as the wind and as fast as the wind.    

    

"Sizzle sizzle."    

    

One after another, ear-piercing sounds could be heard.    

    

With every slash, a fist shadow would be chopped apart, turning into a Flue Gas and dissipating into the air.    

    

Tang Xiaodao's body had turned into a ghost, leaving behind numerous afterimages. She was like a lone boat amidst a wave of raging golden waves, appearing and disappearing, but she was always able to avoid the onslaught of the waves, and accurately slashing her blade out.    

    

He was like a swimming dragon, domineering and swift.    

    

In a short moment, the shadows of the fists on the ground grew fewer and fewer, and the golden light also dimmed.    

    

Wu Zeyang, who was blocked by the golden light, finally appeared in front of everyone, with an endless look of shock in his eyes.    

    

"How... How is this possible!? "    

    

Wu Zeyang opened his eyes wide, his heart was raging like a torrential storm, as though he had seen a ghost, he muttered: "How is this possible? With only a small knife, he actually broke through my fist shadow!? "    

    

Although Wu Zeyang's Martial Skills was not of a high level, under Wu Zeyang's tyrannical strength, he was able to unleash this fist technique to its limits. Generally speaking, it was very difficult to break through.    

    

After all, there were simply too many shadows of these fists.    

    

However, Tang Xiaodao tyrannically and roughly used a small blade to cut it open.    

    

The saber light was sharp, like a blade that could pierce through the heavens, giving off a feeling as if it could pierce through anything and everything.    

    

"It's my turn!"    

    

Finally, Tang Xiaodao managed to cut through half of the fist shadows. Seeing the shining Wu Zeyang, he smiled lightly.    

    

In front of the small blade, Tang Xiaodao's body was like a Sharp Arrow, flying straight ahead.    

    

The blade aura surged, causing the fist shadows in front of him to tremble, and forcefully cut open a path, reaching the end of Wu Zeyang's body.    

    

Seeing the blade light that was becoming stronger, Wu Zeyang did not dare to be careless. He retrieved all of the golden fist images and mixed them together in front of his chest, forming a golden ball of light.    

    

The ball of light was huge, it floated in front of Wu Zeyang, with gold light revolving around it, occasionally releasing crackling sounds, frightening people's souls.    

    

Tang Xiaodao's speed did not decrease, the small blade continued to stab forward.    

    

The air along the way was cut by the knife, letting out a sharp sound.    

    

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the blade of the dagger seemed to have been dyed with a layer of red, as if it was flowing through a stream, directly stabbing into the golden ball of light.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

The two of them finally met. The small knife was inserted into the huge ball of light. The sharp blade light collided with the golden fist shadows, and the sound of thunder roared out of the nine heavens.    

    

Immediately, the ball of light exploded, emitting a boundless golden light. It illuminated the entire forest as if it was lightning in the sky, piercing people so hard they couldn't even open their eyes.    

    

A peerless wave of energy instantly rose up and swept out in all directions, causing the surrounding trees to collapse to the ground. Sand and stone flew up as smoke and dust covered the sky.    

    

In the arena, the two of them faced off against each other as they stood in the middle of a half-arc of light. The tail of the light barrier continued to shoot out intense waves of air that cut into the ground behind the two of them, creating deep ravines that spread out rapidly in all directions like a spider web.    

    

Under the effect of the impact, Chu Mo and the rest who were at the edge of the battlefield couldn't help but take a few steps back, and only then was they able to avoid the aftermath of the Spiritual Energy's explosion.    

    

Boom!    

    

Just then, a deafening sound suddenly rang out.    

    

Suddenly, the light barrier behind Tang Xiaodao and Wu Zeyang exploded as a violent wave of energy fluctuations shot towards both sides, causing the two figures to be sent flying backwards.    

    

Tang Xiaodao took the opportunity to make his move. Even though he was flying backwards, a gust of wind appeared around him in an instant, producing a counterforce that stabilized his body, making him fall easily onto the ground as steady as a boulder.    

    

In front of him, Wu Zeyang had flipped two or three somersaults in the air, and also landed perfectly on the ground with a posture that was as light as a goose.    

    

However, there was a long knife scar on Wu Zeyang's right sleeve. A shallow, bloody wound was left on his right arm that was exposed through the hole, and it dripped down his arm.    

    

In this strike, Wu Zeyang was actually injured to the point of bleeding!    

    

Although this wound was very shallow and only one or two drops of blood flowed down his finger, the sight of it landing on the ground was extremely shocking and could not be ignored.    

    

Immediately, the surrounding people couldn't help but discuss in low voices.    

    

"Damn, Wu Zeyang was actually injured!"    

    

"That's right, it's too unbelievable. Even after using the Martial Skills, he still did not gain the slightest advantage, and instead bled from the injury."    

    

"It seems like Tang Xiaodao indeed does not live up to her genius name. She might really be able to change the rankings in the Fantasy Star Ranking!"    

    

"However, given Wu Zeyang's temper, he would definitely not be able to tolerate being injured by a Freshmen."    

    

Indeed, just as everyone had expected, Wu Zeyang was unable to tolerate such an insult.    

    

His eyes seemed to be burning with fire as he hatefully glared at Tang Xiaodao and said: "Not bad, you actually injured me."    

    

Although his words sounded light, his tone revealed that he was gnashing his teeth.    

    

He was truly enraged!    

    

His eyes were filled with killing intent!