The entire arena fell silent.
Then cheers like a tidal wave erupted, completely drowning out Manager Ao’s amplifying spirit tool.
One strike!
With just one strike!
The World-Honored One of the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena had used unparalleled strength to crush the fourth Spirit Ability of Fiend Team’s defense-system Spirit Ancestor.
The force of the aftermath had even sent the auxiliary-system Spirit Ancestor behind him flying as well.
Looking at the condition of the two Spirit Ancestors who had fallen outside the arena, the defense-system Spirit Ancestor had both arms broken and his chest caved in.
He was breathing out more than breathing in.
As for the auxiliary-system Spirit Ancestor, he had been smashed into by the defense-system Spirit Ancestor and slammed against the wall.
His chest was stained red, clearly from broken ribs that had pierced his organs.
He, too, did not have long to live.
This showed just how powerful Wu Ming’s strength was!
This strike also left the leaders and genius Spirit Masters of the Four Element Academies in disbelief.
Most of them had thought much the same as Huo Wu, assuming Wu Ming wanted to use this to test the limits of his own strength, then jump straight out of the arena to preserve his life.
But now—
They had only guessed half right.
Wu Ming was indeed testing the limits of his strength, but his true intention… was exactly the same as what he had said at the start: “I want to fight ten.”
He truly wanted to defeat ten Spirit Ancestors!
A genius!
An unrivaled genius!
“Defensive formation!”
Meng Li’s pupils shrank.
He made a prompt decision and ordered everyone to gather toward him.
But how could Wu Ming let them succeed?
After throwing that punch, he twisted his waist, borrowed the rebounding force to turn around, then bent his body and gathered strength.
With a leap, he once again turned into a streak of flowing light, kicking a power attack-system Spirit Ancestor in the jaw.
Another crack rang out.
That power attack-system Spirit Ancestor’s jaw shattered instantly, and the tremendous shock traveled from his jaw into his head, shaking his brain in an instant.
Wisps of white liquid flowed from his nostrils as his body flew backward out of the arena.
He landed on his back, white and red blood gushing from his mouth and nose, his limbs trembling nonstop.
Clearly, he would not be able to keep living either.
Wu Ming’s movements still did not stop.
Borrowing the rebounding force again, he leapt toward another agility attack-system Spirit Ancestor.
“His target is me?”
This Spirit Ancestor’s Martial Soul was a cheetah, and his speed was extremely fast.
But he was still one step slower than Wu Ming, who possessed Innate Nine Dragons True Qi.
Wu Ming caught up to him and punched him in the waist.
The overwhelming force instantly shattered half of his waist, and the residual force sent him spinning backward through the air before he fell outside the arena.
Less than thirty seconds had passed since the spirit fight began, yet Fiend Team had already dropped from ten members to six, and Wu Ming’s speed was still getting faster.
Extreme speed!
Perfect control!
As Wu Ming kept leaping, bending down, leaping again, then bending again, his power was constantly being stored, and his speed grew faster and faster.
Looking down from above, Wu Ming had almost turned into a streak of flowing light, constantly darting back and forth across the main spirit arena with its diameter of sixty meters, weaving into a net made of golden streams of light and continuously compressing the movement space of the remaining six.
If any of them were even half a beat slow, they would be struck by Wu Ming’s fists or feet, then suffer heavy injuries and fall into a near-death state.
Inside the VIP box.
Tang San had already activated Purple Demon Eye, but aside from being able to see Wu Ming’s movements clearly at the very beginning, afterward he could only see streaks of flowing light.
There was no fundamental difference from ordinary naked eyes.
However, he could roughly guess the reason Wu Ming’s speed could become this fast.
His Spirit Abilities were merely support.
The true decisive factors were his powerful physical constitution and his perfect control over every ounce of muscular strength in his body.
During each leap, if he did not hit an enemy, he would tap the ground with his foot and spin.
While not wasting power, he would also complete a second charge-up through crouching and bending his body.
If he struck an enemy, then through the rebounding force from the impact, he would crouch and bend again to charge up once more.
Repeating this over and over, constantly storing power, his speed naturally became faster and faster, and the force of his attacks grew stronger and stronger.
Its principle—
Was the same as the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique he had mastered!
Of course.
Only the most basic principle was the same.
Wu Ming’s method of borrowing force and building force differed greatly from the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique in how it was performed.
If one wanted to use the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique in battle, it depended on whether the enemy cooperated.
Once the enemy pulled away, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique simply would not have time to build power.
But Wu Ming’s move only required him to leap and run to keep storing power.
As long as his body was strong enough, the upper limit of stored power would be even higher.
On the spirit arena.
Under Wu Ming’s continuous leaping, three more Spirit Ancestors were heavily injured.
They coughed blood and were struck out of the main spirit arena, barely breathing, clearly unlikely to survive half a day.
“Bastard!”
Meng Li’s eyes were blood-red, and he was furious beyond restraint.
He could no longer hold back.
With both hands clenching, a blood-colored giant axe appeared in his grip.
Five Spirit Rings—white, yellow, yellow, purple, black—emerged one after another.
Surging Spirit Power fluctuations, mixed with bloodthirsty aura, shook outward, actually blasting the two Spirit Ancestors gathered beside him away.
In his rage, he no longer cared about his teammates!
But Wu Ming would not let this chance pass.
With one leap, a punch and a kick struck the two Spirit Ancestors in the temple and heart respectively before kicking them off the spirit arena.
Evil must be rooted out completely!
At this moment.
Only Wu Ming and Meng Li remained on the field.
“Didn’t they say Fiend Team’s captain was only a rank 49 Spirit Ancestor?”
“No wonder he didn’t release his Martial Soul at the start!”
“That Meng Li must have used some method to evade the Great Spirit Arena’s Spirit Power test!”
“This is cheating!”
On the judge’s platform, Manager Ao’s expression was ashen.
A Spirit King pretending to be a Spirit Ancestor, even evading the Spirit Power test… This was a slap in the face to him as manager!
“Meng Li!
You used unknown means to suppress your Spirit Power and participate in a spirit fight.
You have already violated the rules of spirit fighting!
You have already lost!
Leave the arena immediately!”
Manager Ao roared at Meng Li through the amplifying spirit tool.
“Die!”
However, Meng Li ignored Manager Ao completely.
He only stared fixedly at Wu Ming, his eyes turning entirely blood-red as his fifth Spirit Ring flashed.
“Fifth Spirit Ability!”
“Blood Fiend Break!”
Meng Li leapt high.
With the Blood Fiend Axe as the center, dozens of blood-colored streams of light gathered.
A thread of golden light shone from his back.
Spirit Bone!
Every spectating Spirit Master recognized the object attached to Meng Li’s back, and more or less greed appeared in their eyes.
But Meng Li did not care.
With the members of Fiend Team that he had built up himself crippled by Wu Ming, he could no longer stay calm.
Killing intent surged, and he only wanted to tear Wu Ming into pieces in the most brutal way possible.
“World-Honored One!
Meng Li has gone mad!
Run!”
Manager Ao made an immediate decision and shouted at Wu Ming, then instantly ordered the surrounding staff to activate the defensive spirit tools around the outer ring of the main spirit arena, preventing Meng Li’s fifth Spirit Ability from affecting the audience.
When a faint blue barrier surrounded the entire main spirit arena, Meng Li’s fifth Spirit Ability was already pouring down toward Wu Ming.
Wu Ming also stopped leaping.
He took a deep breath, spread the five fingers of his right hand, then clenched them fiercely, crushing the air.
Drawing his fist back to his waist, the bones and muscles throughout his body trembled, transmitting all the power accumulated from his previous running and jumping into his right arm.
The Innate Nine Dragons True Qi inside him also gathered at this moment.
He spoke faintly:
“Dragon Fist—”
“Explode!”
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