Yang Yan Martial Arts Hall.
Several banners still hung in the most conspicuous places, with words like "Congratulations to Junior Brother Ji for breaking through the Fifth Limit" and "Celebrate Taian City's first five-limit genius in a century."
In the field.
After their fists collided, they quickly separated, yet the air seemed to linger with the aftershocks of their power.
Ji Jingqiu retreated three steps.
At the moment their fists touched, he felt a tremor enough to tear through his nerves, an impact that penetrated to the bone, making his blood race!
"Junior Brother, I used eighty percent of my strength!"
Yang Yao retreated a step and shouted.
At this moment, his cultivation body was fully displayed; his physique had swollen a notch beyond its normal state, with muscles undulating like flowing water, shedding thirty percent of the strength from his fist. This was one of the effects of his cultivation body.
