Sima Xing found it hard to accept this fact.
"Among those I've fought, you're in the top ten. This is my way of showing you respect... Demon's Descent!"
Yue Dakan opened his arms and smiled faintly. Then, his robes fluttered without wind, and amidst the stunned gazes of countless people, Yue Dakan's feet lifted off the ground and slowly floated in mid-air.
His aura became fierce, and although it seemed somewhat familiar, no one could recall where they had seen him before.
only……
"'Demon's Descent' is another martial art technique. I've never heard of it before..."
"That sounds amazing! Are you sure universities would teach this?"
Although each university may have some unique skills, these can generally be found in large databases.
For example, the "Bajiquan" that Tan Kaifei just used is a highly difficult six-star martial art. In short, it gathers all the power of the body into one place, and can be considered a trump card.
But Yue Dakan's so-called "demonic arrival" left many people completely bewildered.
"Cough cough..."
Inside the military lounge in Jiangzhong, everyone blushed again, and Shen Qian was also quite ashamed.
"Extreme Realm is extreme Realm, but what the hell is this 'Demon's Descent'!"
"He even wastes his energy creating a levitation effect just to show off, I want to punch him..."
“Well, but…” Shangguan Ting suddenly tilted her head and said, “Actually, his description is quite apt. Think about it, this is what Shen Qian taught us, and Shen Qian is a great demon king…”
Everyone was taken aback, but after thinking about it carefully, they realized that there was nothing wrong with what they said.
On the field.
Tan Kaifei did not respond to Yue Dakan's words, perhaps because he was speechless. Just as his left leg was shining brightly, two Tan Kaifeis suddenly appeared on the field.
One was still standing a hundred meters away, while the other had already appeared above Yue Dakan's head, its left leg, radiating light, like a giant axe, slashing down at Yue Dakan's head.
Tan Kaifei's speed surged again, almost breaking the physical limit of 100 meters per second from Chen Qian's perspective, which is why he left a phantom-like afterimage in place.
But the next moment, Tan Kaifei's genitals contracted violently.
Because he noticed that Yue Dakan was watching him.
Instead of looking at "him" standing still, she presciently raised her head and gazed at him with a smile.
That strange feeling made Tan Kaifei very uncomfortable.
It was as if Yue Dakan had seen through all his movements and every trajectory.
Bang!
After a deafening explosion, Tan Kaifei shattered Yue Dakan's shadow and landed his left leg on the arena, creating a crater in the ring.
Although the hole was quickly repaired automatically, everyone still clearly noticed it.
"The limit of 10,000 jin!"
"Just now, Tan Kaifei's strength briefly broke the 10,000-jin limit, which is why the arena was damaged!"
The host's excited screams echoed throughout the venue.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let us remember this scene. This is the most rare scene to appear in the history of the College Cup. The last time it happened was probably decades ago..."
The audience was also shaken.
Breaking through the basic defenses of the ring—what a shocking scene!
What followed was even more dazzling.
Tan Kaifei shattered "Yue Dakan", but Yue Dakan retaliated with a punch that blasted "Tan Kaifei" to pieces. Then Tan Kaifei kicked "Yue Dakan" to pieces again.
Shadows, shadows everywhere!
Even when staring at the big screen, you can see at least four or five Yue Dakan and Tan Kaifei at the same time.
Most viewers could no longer distinguish between illusion and reality; they seemed to be watching a fantasy movie or immersed in a visual feast, unable to extricate themselves.
The entire venue gradually fell silent, with only the online comments continuing to pour in, and at a glance, they were all "666".
The difference between a peerless genius and an ordinary martial artist was laid bare at this moment.
The alternation between shadow and reality lasted for nearly twenty seconds.
The two changed positions nearly a hundred times in this short period of time.
Until a certain moment, the last illusion shattered, and the two figures passed each other, standing back to back ten meters apart.
Yue Dakan's combat uniform was torn and his long hair was disheveled, but his expression remained calm and composed.
Tan Kaifei didn't seem to have suffered any major injuries, but there was a fist-sized hole in his chest.
"If I had known that Jiang Zhongjun taught this, perhaps I should have gone too..."
Tan Kaifei's expression was calm, but there was a certain hidden desire in his eyes as he murmured.
"This isn't something you learn in school."
Yue Dakan smiled crookedly and suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand.
With a "whoosh," the four characters "Martial Arts Madman" appeared, and Tan Kaifei also fell face-first onto the stage with a "thud."
"Heaven is the chessboard, stars are the pieces; who dares to play?"
"The earth is the string of a pipa, but who can play it?"
"A son should be like Yue Dakan!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
With a burst of wild laughter, Yue Dakan suddenly threw his folding fan high into the audience seats, then floated forward and quickly disappeared at the edge of the arena.
"Jiang Zhongjun, Wu Yue Dakan, wins!"
Only then did the referee, Shan Hai, finally come to his senses and blow the whistle to end the match.
The main stadium remained quiet, except for a commotion when the folding fan landed in the audience, with many people rushing to grab it.
"Damn it, he still managed to fool me."
Inside the military lounge in Jiangzhong, Ye Shicong spoke with a pained expression.
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