A golden beam, surpassing five realms in mass by 1.4 times, its destructive power was daunting even to those watching through a screen!
Finally, the world understood why the divine realm was so extreme, deeming Source Energy as king!
Such elemental attacks were unreasonably destructive!
Sure enough!
The Five-Origin Holy Light struck the Xuanwu Earth Wall in an instant.
"Boom!"
A tremendous sound!
The mottled and heavy earth wall crumbled in an instant.
But the next moment,
Jing Tian's expression changed slightly.
Ye An had already completed his overlay, rising with fists imbued with martial intent!
With deliberate force!
A golden-red blaze radiated from his fists, fiercely colliding with the Five-Origin Holy Light!
At that moment, the entire arena trembled.
The clash between these immense forces caused the earth to crack and sink.
Dust filled the air.
Jing Tian's eyes narrowed!
Damn it!
Ye An had not shown his Dao Fruit, yet he still managed to block it!
This far exceeded Jing Tian's expectations.
Originally, he thought the power of the Four Origins was sufficient against Ye An's Dao Fruit.
Never did he expect such a level of technique from him!
But in the face of absolute power, technique was meaningless!
Yet unexpectedly, Ye An's imagination was so unfettered, his use of this technique was astonishing and reached its pinnacle!
Once again, with subtle force, he depleted a portion of Jing Tian's Source Energy.
Jing Tian was furious, his pupils dilated.
As someone who had never tasted defeat since childhood, this steady and methodical battle style was already uncomfortable for him.
He was like a star on the field, being told by the coach that the opponent was very strong and he had to follow the tactics.
But tactics were useless now.
He intended to go his own way and win with his own methods!
Divine Art · Talent Division of Sources · Sixth Source!
A sixth arm swiftly extended from Jing Tian's back!
He looked down upon Ye An, and the power of the Sixth Source instantly exploded!
Six streams of holy light converged in front of his chest, forming a surging burst!
Meanwhile, the holy sword suspended behind him surged with more judgmental power, preventing Ye An from dodging with the Wind Rising!
The explosive battlefield had entered a full-on battle mode at this moment.
Everyone could see that Jing Tian was furious.
Today, he must see Ye An's Dao Fruit!
The Sixth Source, with a mass energy quality 1.6 times that of the Five Realms, tore through the earth, emitting a piercing sonic boom. All eyes were glued to it.
Ye An's Mountaintop Fist had only hit forty-five times, and this level of stacked power was insufficient to block the opponent's attack!
As the holy light passed through, it reached Ye An's eyes!
He still had no light of Dao Fruit on him, his eyes as calm as ever.
In the top observation hall,
Emperor Seven crossed his arms, his brows furrowed!
How would Ye An respond?
If he tried to withstand this blow with his body alone, he would be severely injured, and the situation would instantly reverse.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye!
Suddenly, Ye An's hands turned into palms, his knees positioned front and back, assuming a majestic yet unseen stance!
In the Asta Boxing Gym, Boss Asta watched the electronic screen, suddenly stood up and shouted.
This was the move Ye An had taught him personally!
On the battlefield,
Ye An's palms spun, his eyes extremely focused.
Tai Chi Yin Hand!
Harnessing power!
In front of everyone, Ye An's palms clashed with the Sixth Source Holy Light!
The same scene as before appeared.
He was pushed across the earth by the holy light, but his center of gravity did not disappear. With each rotation of his hands in front of him, the energy of the holy light was gradually dissipated.
Ye An's palms left residual images, biting his lip tightly, his face fierce.
In front of everyone, the fierce momentum of the holy light dimmed further.
Ye An had been pushed to the edge of the battlefield!
The next moment!
"Boom!"
His body crashed into the edge of the wall, but there was no pain on his face. The power of the holy light in front of him had been dissipated by ninety percent!
The remaining ten percent was not only insufficient but also reversed as Ye An turned back and struck Jing Tian's face with a backhand punch!
"Whoosh!"
The holy light shot out, grazing Jing Tian's cheek and blasting the wall behind him!
Ye An's palm in front turned into four fingers, leaving only his index finger extended, pointing at Jing Tian, his head raised defiantly: "Call!"
A burst of shouting, Jing Tian's face turned iron blue.
In the top observation hall, Emperor Seven was incredulous.
What kind of boxing was that just now? As long as the center of gravity does not fall, the energy can be continuously dissipated.
Ye An used the stacked power of forty-five punches to dissipate the power of the Sixth Source Holy Light!
This wave.
Jing Tian's mentality must be greatly stimulated!
The spectators in the human world took a deep breath, patting their chests, their faces filled with lingering fear.
They never expected that Ye An would actually withstand it!
Most people didn't know about Ye An's Dao Fruit. In their eyes, Ye An had already used up all his strength to withstand this blow.
But regardless, as long as he didn't lose momentum, it was fine.
In the basement,
Liu Jun was highly focused, his brows furrowed, completely immersed in the battle before him.
The technique Ye An had just displayed was somewhat shocking.
Could an eighteen-year-old child possess such skills?
No, Ye An had a Dream Realm where he had decades to practice techniques.
He really could concentrate and patiently endure.
Now Jing Tian's face looked very ugly.
The Sixth Source Holy Light did not reveal Ye An's Dao Fruit.
This made him suddenly realize.
Ye An's true strength might far exceed his imagination.
To defeat him, it wasn't something that could be achieved through tactics or anything else.
He had to go all out, even to the point of risking his life!
"Divine Art · Azure Illumination!"
Jing Tian raised his hand and released a second divine art.
His Source of Holy Light from his six arms flew into the sky, resembling six stars.
The Source of Holy Light in the air began to charge up, condensing holy light, aimed directly at Ye An.
Ye An immediately counterattacked, his body bursting out and shooting straight into the sky.
On the way, he pondered.
Jing Tian's art, its impact was neither great nor small.
Azure Illumination allowed his Holy Light to become a detached skill, capable of releasing itself in the air.
This meant his true body could continue to launch other attacks.
If his true body possessed other extremely powerful abilities, then this move would be very significant.
But if his true body had no other abilities, whether the Holy Light detached or not would make no difference.
The advantage of the Holy King state lay in physical combat,
But the arrogance of the divine realm prevented them from wanting to practice close combat.
Did Jing Tian leave something up his sleeve?
This guy dared to deceive his ancestors and learn close combat?
The answer was no.
Jing Tian did not practice close combat.
But he had something even more terrifying.
His Holy King body suddenly split open, dividing into columns of flesh that inserted themselves into the arena's ground, surrounding Ye An.
At this moment, while Ye An was still rising, preparing for the Holy Light Source to fall, he looked down at the sudden eight flesh columns, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
So disgusting.
Was this guy a pervert?
And what were these eight flesh columns for?
Jing Tian's true body appeared, standing on one of the flesh columns.
He clasped his hands together, forming a seal.
"Divine Art · Blood Fusion as Source!"