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Chapter 60: Chapter Fifty-Six: The Gap (A new week,

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Pang Yan nodded at Tang Luo, climbing up the fighting platform.

“Round four, Pang Yan versus Fang Xinghan, begin.”

Fang Xinghan nodded at Pang Yan, saying, “This one should be more of a challenge.”

Having said that, he adopted the opening stance of the “Flying Flower Palm”.

Pang Yan was not concerned with responding to Fang Xinghan’s praise; his goal was more than just defeating his current opponent. He needed to win for the sake of the entire training ground, not just himself.

Only by claiming the top spot in the tournament would each cultivator be rewarded with a piece of Spiritual Armor.

Many clan members may find ordinary, Mortal Realm-grade Spiritual Armor beneath them, refusing to wear it out of fear of ridicule.

However, for orphan-born warriors like them, a set of Mortal-Realm-grade Spiritual Armor could be a lifeline in the dangerous world they inhabit.

Thus, he was determined to win this fight.

With resolute eyes, Pang Yan charged towards Fang Xinghan who responded in kind, summoning spiritual energy, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

In an instant, six palm shadows appeared, his arms enveloped in Spiritual Energy – simultaneously real and illusion – an exhibit of the secrets of the Flying Flower Palm – “Flying Flower Illusion”.

Although he had recently learned this set, Fang Xinghan had already managed to simultaneously employ both palms, each creating three palm shadows. Each shadow carried one fourth of the power of a real palm strike. Minus the physical force, but already formidable against a Mortal Realm opponent lacking defensive aura, it could still cause severe damage.

This was his greatest reliance after taking the stage with only a wooden stick in hand.

Employing this method against a student from Cultivation Ground No. 7 was more than sufficient. Fang Xinghan straightened his back in a proud manner, his body bringing out the elegance of the palm shadows, appearing ethereal.

He intended to defeat his opponent in style, just like last time. Fang Xinghan’s eyes twinkled with amusement, a slight smile adorning his face.

shadows in

good fortune with him, Pang Yan would have been cautious against another technique,

you just

palms, revealing the

and composed. When he knew what he was fighting for,

in his dantian flowed through the

Gate point

Palace of

Yan’s execution of the Flying Flower Palm had never been so fluid before;

Pang Yan use the same technique, Fang Xinghan silently prayed, hoping that Pang Yan wouldn’t create more

that different, but if they were to counter each other using the same technique, the skill mastery would determine the balance of

shadows one after

Pang Yan, he lacked a protective aura and wouldn’t be able to withstand the power

change his strategy, it was too late.

The two techniques clashed.

eight palm shadows

was a series of blasts. The Spiritual Power was roaring in their palms, the huge counter-shock

‘lose-the-battle-to-win-the-war’ tactic by deliberately setting off a significant counter-shock. If the

tumbling through the air, Fang Xinghan tried to

palms together, and two shadows merged into one – “Butterfly Dance of the Flying

signature move of the “Flying Flower Palm” technique and also the only palm power attack in Flying Flower Palm that moves

intertwined and rushed towards Fang Xinghan, creating

busy tumbling in the air, was oblivious, and was hit in his back by the Butterfly Dance of the Flying Flower. The once confident-looking boy was once again

announced, his eyes filled with surprise

the Martial Technique Instructor was a wise one. The level of combat skills shown in today’s fight by those from

No.2 overthrown, the watching nobles were all in

which traditionally fared quite well in

inevitably led them to doubt whether the teaching level

off the

my hand, the outcome would still be uncertain!”

humiliating way was a blow to the pride of this talented young

him, instead turning towards his last opponent

tall, are you cospalying a giraffe?” The towering opponent was subjected to