Yang Xiaotian sent Cheng Sheng flying with a punch, as if he'd done something trivial.
He turned his head to look at Deng Yichun, "Your turn."
The color drained from Deng Yichun's face, the very person who had just accused Yang Xiaotian of being out of his mind.
Even he didn't notice, that in his terror, he instinctively took a few steps back.
Watching Deng Yichun retreat, Yang Xiaotian took steps towards him.
Yet Deng Yichun continued to retreat.
Finally, he hit a huge boulder behind him and realized there was nowhere left to retreat to.
Feeling the gazes of the people around him, Deng Yichun felt a sense of shame consuming him and, with a furious roar, his body's light surged as a giant hammer materialized behind him.
The hammer was entwined with gale winds.
This was Deng Yichun's Martial Soul, the Gale Hammer, a tier-ten pinnacle Martial Soul, not weaker than Yang Zhong's Green Phoenix Martial Soul.
