Zheng Xingzhi flew backwards with boundless despair and disbelief, and fell heavily on the battle platform, dragging hundreds of feet straight, and the blood even dyed the track he dragged red.

Although he did not faint directly, Zheng Xingzhi could only lie on his back on the battle platform like a puddle of mud. At this moment, the heat and ambition in Zheng Xingzhi's eyes disappeared without a trace. Only

boundless gloom and despair remained, as if all the beautiful thoughts and hot hearts that had surged in his heart before had completely turned cold.

Powerful! Fearful!

Indescribably powerful, boundless fearful!

Zheng Xingzhi didn't even dare to recall the punch that Yin Tao had just hit. As long as he thought about it a little, he felt that his head would shatter in the next moment.

Every bone in his body seemed to be crushed by ten thousand mountains at this moment, broken into pieces, tendons and veins were broken, and countless small wounds appeared. In each small wound, half of the white and miserable bone fragments pierced through the flesh and skin, and blood flowed.

It can be said that Zheng Xingzhi's current state of injury is extremely miserable, and he even needs help from others to move.

But compared to the physical injury, it is estimated that the mental blow he suffered is more serious.

He had an adventure, his strength soared, he was full of confidence, he emerged as a new force, and he gained glory. When he wanted to continue this glory, or even want to become more brilliant, he encountered a head-on blow, and he had no qualifications to resist at all.

The previous moment was still dazzling, but this moment ended in disgrace. What could be more of a blow to the mind and will than this sudden change?

The arena became as if it had fallen into a dead silence, completely silent!

Everyone's eyes seemed to be frozen, looking at Yin Tao standing proudly on the battle stage, and looking at Zheng Xingzhi who was seriously injured like a puddle of mud. Even three-quarters of the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens couldn't help but show a look of doubt on their faces. It

was not until a dozen breaths later that the silent arena broke the calm again, and the discussion burst out!

"One punch! One punch blew up... Zheng Xingzhi? This... Is this true? Am I hallucinating?"

A disciple of the Holy Way of All Heavens swallowed his dry throat, his eyes still filled with disbelief and shock.

"I also think this is an illusion, but I pinched myself three times just now and I could feel the pain. It's clear that this is just a test. Zheng Xingzhi really can't even stand a single move in front of Yin Tao..."

This is an infinitely discouraged disciple of the Holy Way of All Heavens. Before the battle started, he was one of the most vocal people who believed that Zheng Xingzhi would definitely defeat Yin Tao, but now the facts before him made him feel frustrated.

"Ah... I finally understand. From the challenge tournament to the ranking tournament, and then to the final battle to challenge the top ten, we can't predict any so-called results. Everything is subject to variables, and there is an unexpected and unpredictable sense of volatility."

"Yeah! I'm still confused by appearances. Zheng Xingzhi's sudden rise and his strong victory over Fan Haoliang showed us how powerful he is, and made us subconsciously think that he would continue to make great strides, but we didn't expect... Alas."

"But what is most incredible to me is Yin Tao's strength! He is also in the late stage of the Source Soul Realm, and Zheng Xingzhi's cultivation is exactly the same as his. Why is there such a big gap in strength between them?"

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"And Yin Tao is only the last one in the top ten! How terrifying are those who are ranked before him? Who will succeed in this so-called challenge to the top ten? Who can succeed?"

...

In the arena, countless disciples of the Holy Path of the Heavens have already experienced the terror of Yin Tao through the battle just now. It is a terror that surpasses the last ninety people on the human list, as if there is an indescribable huge gap between the eleventh and the tenth, dividing the two sides into two, completely separating them, like the difference between heaven and earth.

At this time, Yin Tao on the battle stage turned around and looked at the ninth row of the bloody throne. He smiled and said with white teeth shaking.

"One hour of rest time, hehe, it's really too much, but I hope there will be a guy who is not so useless among you, otherwise, this challenge will be too boring..."

Yin Tao's eyes swept across, and the remaining nine people on the ninth row felt as if they were scraped by an extremely sharp steel knife. Most of them immediately tensed up and their eyes were full of fear.

After laughing, Yin Tao sat on the ground and sat down like a small mountain. It seemed that he did not intend to return to the bloody throne, but chose to stay on the battle stage and wait for an hour to pass.

What is incredible is that even though Yin Tao sat on the battle stage and looked shorter than countless people, no one felt that way. Instead, they felt that Yin Tao was sitting on top of everyone's head, and they needed to look up to see him clearly.

As Yin Tao sat down, the entire arena once again returned to calm, but behind this calmness seemed to be a surprising storm.

On the ninth row of the Bloody Throne, Fang He, the twelfth independent throne, showed an inexplicable smile on his face at this moment, looking at Yin Tao on the battle stage, not knowing what he was thinking, but after an hour, it would be his turn as the twelfth to challenge Yin Tao.

Ye Wuque, who was on the thirteenth place, closed his eyes slightly at this moment, and seemed to be shocked by the battle just now. At this moment, he was trying to recover his mentality, but no one knew that Ye Wuque actually closed his eyes at this moment, and repeatedly replayed a picture in his head!

That was the punch that Yin Tao had just thrown at Zheng Xingzhi!

"What a strange punch! The surging punch can actually crack the void. Although Yin Tao is powerful and seems to have mastered the art of body refining, I can feel that his punch just now clearly has a technique..."

Ye Wuque carefully pondered every scene in his memory. The punch Yin Tao threw shocked him and made him realize something. His intuition told him that Yin Tao's punch was definitely not that simple.

"If I can understand the technique in his punch just now and integrate it into my three killing punches, then the power of the three killing punches will definitely be improved!"

The more he recalled and comprehended, the more Ye Wuque felt that something was wrong, but he still couldn't understand it completely. It was as if there was a last layer of curtains in front of him, which could be broken with a slight poke, but it was still lacking the last bit of strength.

In this state, time passed quickly for Ye Wuque, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

On the eleventh independent throne, Fang He slowly stood up, with a smile still on his lips, as if he had no shadow or trepidation about the upcoming challenge to Yin Tao.

On the battle stage, Yin Tao, who was sitting cross-legged, also stood up, and his wild and unruly aura spread out

.

Fang He's figure appeared on the battle stage, facing Yin Tao from a distance.

At this moment, Ye Wuque's slightly closed eyes had opened, staring at the battle stage with a burning gaze. He had a feeling that perhaps the next battle between Fang He and Yin Tao would help him understand.

"Well, you look a little better than that loser, hehe..."

Yin Tao looked at Fang He, smiled, and his white teeth shook, as if he was staring at a toy.

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