Jin Xianwu's face was somewhat grave, but after all, he had practiced the Prime Martial Path for many years. His reaction was extremely swift; he used the force from the previous move to power his waist.
His body twisted in mid-air, and his other leg shot out like lightning towards Chen Xiu, a continuous sweeping strike!
However, strong and fast as Jin Xianwu's leg was, it was still blocked by Chen Xiu.
"Two moves!"
Chen Xiu said indifferently, his eyes suddenly flashing with a terrifying cold light.
"Three moves!"
Chen Xiu shouted, his palm carrying a fearsome power as he stuck out.
At this moment, Jin Xianwu was in the air, with no way to exert force, and was sent flying away by Chen Xiu's palm, shooting out more than ten meters before falling to the ground with a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that Chen Xiu had indeed defeated Jin Xianwu in just three moves, all the students on the field showed a look of shock in their eyes.
