"Your Majesty, can Chen Tang win?"
On the Vermilion Bird Tower, Du Clan asked with some concern.
After all, Chen Tang also had another identity, which was being the junior brother of Yuan Qingshan, so Du Clan looked at him as if he were looking at his own younger brother.
Yuan Qingshan glanced at the two people exchanging blows on the arena and said in a deep voice, "The fact that Chen Tang can contend with Sang Han head-on means their strength isn't vastly different. He should have a chance of winning."
"His Holiness is a bit naive."
The Profound Celestial Sect Leader said lightly, "Strength is only one of the factors determining victory. Ultimately, it depends on who has more tricks up their sleeve and who reacts faster in the moment. Of course, what is more important is what fate decrees."
Yuan Qingshan chuckled coldly in his heart and did not engage in further argument.
On the arena.
Chen Tang unleashed the Esoteric Great Hand Seal. Whether it was the Great Vajra Wheel Seal or the Outer Lion Seal, they were all immensely powerful hand seals, forceful and heavy, making Sang Han retreat continuously.
After Bone Marrow Cleansing and Blood Replacement, Chen Tang's strength soared once more.
The Esoteric Great Hand Seal combined with Great Strength Vajra Hand brought his strength to the extreme!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Sang Han and Chen Tang threw punches and clashed head-on.
There was no probing or feigned moves between them—only hard collision against each other!
During this time, Sang Han constantly changed his fist techniques in an attempt to counterattack, but the results were minimal.
Great Strength Vajra Hand, Demon-Subduing Arhat Fist, Esoteric Great Hand Seal—all three of the highest-grade martial arts combined, with aggressive offensives, mystical seal techniques, and formidable fist strength, were unstoppable!
During his battle with Esoteric Monk Zhaba, Chen Tang was somewhat restrained, not unleashing his full capabilities.
But in this battle, Chen Tang held nothing back, unleashing his entire power to the fullest, fighting with unbridled excitement, pores all open, with roars like tigers and dragons during his breathing!
Sang Han, who was so fierce before, at this moment, was completely suppressed by the seemingly deity-like Chen Tang.
Initially, Sang Han could still counter with a few moves.
But later, Sang Han completely fell into the disadvantage, only able to defend passively!
In a blink, more than a hundred moves had passed.
Chen Tang, as if tireless, continued his relentless punches and seals without losing any strength!
"What kind of monster is this person!"
Sang Han was secretly shocked.
Having grown up drinking various beast milks, his physique showed extraordinary strength from barely three years old.
Later, under the guidance of the Barbarian Lord, his cultivation made rapid progress, even mastering four Extreme Realms.
He didn't know how many great nourishing items he had consumed to forge a body with Copper Skin and Iron Bones like this.
The great battle until now, under such high-intensity confrontation, even he felt a bit tired.
Why was this person fighting with more courage the longer he fought?
"Senior Brother, it seems he's going to win!"
Murong Haitang watched this scene with some excitement.
"Hard to say."
Changsun Ming shook his head slightly and said, "Although Sang Han has been retreating, he hasn't shown any obvious signs of defeat. He probably still has cards to play."
On the Vermilion Bird Tower.
Yuan Qingmo's gaze shifted towards the direction of the Barbarian Tribe Delegation.
None of the Barbarian Tribe members displayed panic or worry but instead looked calm.
Yuan Qingmo understood in his heart, knowing this battle wasn't so simple.
At this moment, only Sang Han's voice suddenly rang out: "Have you had enough?"
"Roar!"
Sang Han suddenly spoke, erupting a roar towards Chen Tang!
Like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
This roar contained countless wild beast howls, filled with killing intent and fury!
The crowd around the arena immediately became agitated and restless.
Some of the ordinary civilians in the front row, who hadn't trained in martial arts, suddenly heard this roar, and their heads buzzed as if they saw countless hungry wolves, fierce tigers, mighty lions, and giant elephants charging towards them!
Some were even so frightened they fainted.
Many soldiers hurried to maintain order.
Changsun Ming, Murong Haitang, and others could remain calm, but they were shocked inside.
This is the Sound Strike Technique!
During their confrontation, Sang Han never used it.
The power of this Sound Strike Martial Arts was immense—even those watching from a distance couldn't bear it.
The impact on Chen Tang, standing on the arena, was imaginable.
This was a Sound Strike martial arts passed to Sang Han by the Barbarian Lord, named Barbaric Roar.
Even in the Barbarian Land, those who could cultivate it were very few.
Once unleashed, it was like the roar of a hundred beasts, captivating the soul!
After Sang Han unleashed the Barbaric Roar, he prepared to counterattack, intending to kill Chen Tang on the spot.
Of course, a single Barbaric Roar wouldn't be enough to kill the opponent.
But as long as it caused Chen Tang a moment of distraction, that was enough to take his life!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Sang Han's counterattack failed, once again being driven back by Chen Tang's offensive.
The current Chen Tang had his hands clasped in a cupped position, as if holding a Vajra Pestle in his palms.
With every strike landing, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds!
"What's happening?"
"Is this person deaf?"
Sang Han was shocked and unable to comprehend.
"Why are you shouting?"
Chen Tang sneered while fiercely pummeling Sang Han.
"He can hear it; he's not deaf!"
Sang Han thought to himself.
But how could this be?
Even the Barbarian Tribe Delegation frowned, looking puzzled.
Not just them, but even the other powerful individuals present were amazed at this sight.
"Unless..."
Murong Daoye suddenly thought of a possibility.
But he changed his mind and shook his head.
On the arena.
Sang Han failed in his counterattack, being caught off guard by Chen Tang, who launched successive strong attacks with the Vajra Form.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Connecting three times, Sang Han retreated five steps in succession!
Then he dodged back continuously, putting some distance between himself and Chen Tang.
Huff, huff!
Sang Han panted heavily.
After taking several hundred moves from Chen Tang, he felt fatigue and even a hint of weakness surfaced in his mind.
This was a sign of exhaustion!
Facing such fierce offensives, after holding his ground, Sang Han's arms were numb and trembling slightly.
Even the teeth in his mouth were slightly loosened, seeping a bit of blood!
"To last until now, you've done well enough."
Chen Tang walked towards Sang Han and said calmly, "Anyone else would have been beaten to death by me long ago!"
What kind of words are these?
Upon hearing this, Sang Han was furious to the point of exploding!
Even though he was only sixteen, in the Six Barbarian Tribes, everyone regarded him as a future Grandmaster.
When had he ever been so underestimated by someone?
"You're still far from defeating me!"
Sang Han grinned, revealing his bloodstained teeth.
He dipped his finger in the blood from his teeth and smeared it across his forehead, where three bloody marks appeared.
Sang Han mumbled something, uttering a strange and peculiar chant.
The next moment, Sang Han's eyes turned bloodshot, his spirit became intensely excited, his muscles swelled, and he enlarged by an entire size!
Riiip!
Sang Han's upper garment was instantly torn apart!
The veins on the exposed skin rapidly filled with blood, protruding like small snakes crawling, terrifying and hideous!
Chen Tang frowned slightly.
Sang Han's aura clearly surged dramatically, becoming extremely dangerous!
This secret technique exuded an eerie malevolence, unlike the Esoteric Sect's hand seals that invoked one's potential.
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