COUGH! COUGH!
Covered from head to toe in dust, his clothes bearing scorch marks, Liu Shangwu stood up.
Like Ye Wanqing and the others, a hint of disbelief filled his eyes.
Just a moment ago, he had been so sure he was about to win.
'Why did it turn out like this?'
Liu Shangwu felt that even if he had to face that last punch again, he would still be unable to block it.
That punch...
It was too ferocious.
It contained a terrifying heat—a truly dreadful Flame Power.
"Do you wish to continue?"
Yang Xiao smiled faintly.
He, too, felt a surge of excitement.
The advancement of his Emperor Golden Dragon Secret Technique had greatly increased his strength. Now, even relying solely on his own power—without any external aid like the Golden Roc True Body, the Bloodthirsty Divine Sword, or the Fire God Clone—he was strong enough to contend with any expert at the Eighth to Ninth Layers of Great Divine Techniques.
Moreover, this was only the beginning.
