Chapter 450

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450 Superior

In the huge courtyard, there were more than a dozen people.

Most of these people were from the younger generation of the Zhan Clan. Other than Zhan Hong and the others who were here to participate in the competition, the rest were arranged to observe and learn. As for the others, they were the elders of the Zhan Clan.

There was a faint smile on Gu Xi’s face at this time. The spiritual energy in his body had already been quietly running, and the fluctuation of the Saint stage poured out without reservation. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire courtyard.

Not far away from her, Zhan Wushuang had his hands behind his back, looking down at him from above. His expression did not change in the face of Gu Xi’s pressure.

The difference in strength between the two of them could be seen at a glance.

This made many of the people present laugh and shake their heads.

“I’ll suppress my cultivation level to the early stage of the Saint stage, and I’ll only use the sixth level of the Valiant Heavenly Divine Fist. As for whether you can withstand it, it’ll depend on you.”

Zhan Wushuang spoke indifferently, and his clothes started to flutter even though there was no wind.

In the next moment, a vast amount of spiritual energy gushed out from Zhan Wushuang’s body without him making any movements. It started to gather in the sky and gradually condensed into six huge Fist Shadows. The pressure that was as heavy as a mountain poured down, causing the ground to crack.

“As expected of the Zhan Cla Master. He’s using the sixth level of the Valiant Heavenly Divine Fist, but compared to some people’s sixth level, the difference is like Heaven and earth.”

Gu Xi’s pupils reflected the six huge fists as he smiled.

Hearing this, Zhan Hong’s face turned ugly.

Gu Xi’s words were obviously mocking his lack of ability.

Although Zhan Wushuang had suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of the Saint stage, the power of the sixth level of the Valiant Heavenly Divine Fist was very different from that of Zhan Hong.

After mocking Zhan Hong, the smile on Gu Xi’s face gradually disappeared. Although Zhan Wushuang had suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of the Saint stage, he was still a true Great Saint. Gu Xi did not dare to underestimate him.

‘I must win this battle!’ Gu Xi thought to himself. At the same time, the spiritual energy in her body burst out and gradually condensed into six huge Palm Shadows in the sky.

Above him, the shadow of the fist and the shadow of the palm reflected each other. The two had yet to launch an attack, but their respective auras had already begun to gradually erode each other.

Everyone was watching all of this, but they still talked and laughed from time to time. Obviously, they were not optimistic about Gu Xi.

They could not be blamed for this. If it was anyone else, this battle was already a battle of great disparity in strength. The scales of victory seemed to have already tilted in the Zhan Clan’s favor.

“We can’t destroy this courtyard.” Zhan Wushuang laughed and waved his hand. A large amount of spiritual energy gushed out from his body and formed a huge barrier, enveloping the two of them and the palm and fist shadows above them.

With the thickness of this barrier, even if there were two Saints fighting inside, they would not be able to damage it.

“As expected of the Zhan Clan Master. What a good move.” Seeing this scene, Gu Xi could not help but clap his hands and cheer.

To be able to maintain such a powerful spirit skill while also having the energy to set up such a thick spirit power barrier was not something an ordinary person could do. The slightest carelessness might cause the spirit skill above to be in disorder, resulting in irreversible consequences.

And Zhan Wushuang’s action further strengthened the confidence of the Zhan Clan members. Everyone was cheering loudly.

Zhan Wushuang shook his head helplessly at everyone’s actions. His gaze fell on Gu Xi once again as he said, “Prepare yourself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Wushuang extended his finger and pointed at Gu Xi’s position.

In the next moment, the six Fist Shadows that had been waiting for a long time began to fall slowly. Although they fell very slowly, the pressure they brought began to multiply.

Looking at the gradually falling Fist Shadows, Gu Xi’s face did not have the slightest bit of panic. He imitated Zhan Wushuang’s movements and also pointed at him from a distance.

Immediately after, the Palm Shadows also moved, whistling as it came down to meet the Fist Shadows.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the approaching Fist and Palm Shadows. Even though everyone present was certain that Zhan Wushuang would win, they could not help but feel nervous.

Very quickly, the Fist Shadows and the Palm Shadows came into contact.

From the beginning of the contact, the spiritual energy of both sides began to erode each other. Sometimes dull and sometimes loud crackling sounds and booming sounds rang out continuously.

Boom boom boom boom boom–

The aftermath of the explosion continued to spread, but Gu Xi and Zhan Wushuang turned a blind eye to it and stood still.

Not long after, the first Fist Shadow was completely destroyed. The first Palm Shadow could not hold on any longer and turned into nothingness in front of everyone’s eyes.

It was followed by the second, third, fourth...

“Why do I feel like something’s not right?!”

As the battle went on for a long time, the sharp-eyed people noticed something strange.

The speed at which the Palm Shadows collapsed was gradually slower than the Fist Shadows.

It was not too obvious at first, but everyone soon noticed this problem.

As one of the main characters of this competition and the owner of the Fist Shadows, Zhan Wushuang’s feelings were especially obvious. At this moment, his face was gradually turning ugly.

Compared to the people outside the barrier, he could clearly feel that the Palm Shadows on the opposite side were getting thicker and thicker as he moved further back, and the power contained in them was also getting stronger. Even though the Fist Shadow was the same, it was still lacking compared to the Palm Shadows.

As the person in the Zhan Clan who had cultivated the most level of the Valiant Heavenly Divine Fists, he could sense the slight difference between the Divine Palm and the Divine Fist. However, he could not figure out what the difference was exactly.

Boom boom boom-

The explosions continued. When the last explosion ended, Zhan Wushuang’s face had turned completely dark. The hearts of everyone from the Zhan Clan had also sunk to the bottom.

Above, the original six Fist Shadows had disappeared without a trace. In contrast, out of the six Palm Shadows that Gu Xi had used, there was only one left. Not only that, the last Palm Shadow was still thick and solid, as if it had not been consumed much.

The result of this battle was obvious.

“I’m sorry, Zhan Clan Master. It seems like I’ve won this battle.”

The uglier the Zhan Clan members’ faces became, the wider the smile on Gu Xi’s face became.

In just a few minutes, everyone’s expression and mood changed drastically, but it made Gu Xi feel very good.