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Beneath the brilliant and gorgeous exterior of this palm print was an aura of destruction. Spatial ripples immediately rippled outwards.

Boom!

A palm imprint was released. At this moment, Bei Goongliu carried a palm imprint with him as he turned into a true Battle-Emperor.

Lightning flashed and thunder boomed, and the void trembled.

At this moment, Bei Goongliu was like the descendant of the War Emperor, someone who could fight against all the enemies in this world!

This palm imprint was extremely terrifying, and its aura was terrifying.

Just by sensing this aura, the Heavenly Martial Sect disciples below that were slightly weaker already trembled all over, their blood boiling as though their bodies were about to split open.

Everything happened as fast as lightning. Once one reached the level of Martial Ancestor Stage, their speed would reach it in the blink of an eye!

The handprint in his eyes grew larger and larger.

Du Shaomu made his move. There weren't any aura fluctuations on his body. However, two rays of light shot out from his eyes like lightning. The same palm print met the attack head on!

The two palm imprints collided with each other. There was no sound in the air, nor was there any light.

"Swish …"

In the air, there was only a light muffled sound.

At the place where the two palms collided, a vast, oceanic wave swept out and surged in all directions.

The terrifying gale was like layers of churning clouds.

In front of everyone's eyes, Du Shaomu's robe fluttered in the wind. His hair, Qingwu's, stepped on the air and retreated several meters back.

At this moment, Bei Goongliu also retreated. His body streaked through the air, and the distance he retreated seemed to be about the same as Du Shaomu.

The two of them stood once again!

At the moment, Bei Goongliu was looking at Du Shaomu with a pair of eyes that were filled with waves.

He naturally knew how much strength he had used in this strike.

Bei Goongliu knew that Du Shaomu was unfathomable, and today's Heavenly Martial Sect needed to be raised in morale.

Previously, when he was suppressed by Du Wenyuan and defeated his son, it didn't seem too bad.

Therefore, Bei Goongliu did not hold back with this attack.

Bei Goongliu's right palm felt numb. He felt as if a palm had just hit the hardest thing in the world, causing his body to tremble.

His Martial Ancestor Stage was only at the seventh level. Even though he said that he didn't go all out, it could be considered that he had already done his best.

Unexpectedly, it didn't even shake Du Shaomu at all.

On the high platform, the Grand Elder and the Heavenly Martial Sect expert seemed to have also noticed some clues. The expression in the depths of their originally shining eyes immediately froze.

"It's my turn now!"

Du Shaomu opened his mouth as he looked at Bei Goongliu and smiled.

Boom!

As Du Shaomu finished his sentence, a domineering ancient aura swept out from within his body. It gave off an indescribably domineering aura, as if it was stirring up the universe, refining the Sky and Earth Mystical Yellow!

In a split-second, a handprint condensed in Du Shaomu's hand. A lightning-like light flashed in the depths of his dark eyes. His black hair danced around him as he clenched his fingers tightly.

A ray of light swept out from his fist and instantly shot out, exploding towards Bei Goongliu!

Boom!

His punch was like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, like a rainbow piercing through the moon, causing the air around him to tremble.

At this moment, Bei Goongliu seemed to have felt something and his face darkened.

The seven layers of Martial Ancestor Stage on his body did not hold anything back, Bei Goongliu once again condensed a palm and rushed forward to receive it!

In the air, the two figures collided with each other like two beams of light.

Resplendent rays of light suddenly erupted like comets colliding with each other.

"Boom!"

This time, the sounds of collisions caused the heaven and earth to tremble, and thunder to boom and boom.

It was clearly a clash of fists, yet they were like two meteorites colliding together, causing the heaven and earth to violently tremble.

The entire Heavenly Martial Sect began to reverberate like thunder.

In the sky, layer upon layer of ripples in the void violently spread outwards, creating an incomparably frightening scene!

The light was gorgeous, and the aftermath was vast, containing within it an aura of destruction that caused one's heart to tremble.

In the sky, there was a blurry blur, causing people to be unable to clearly see what was there.

Everyone present raised their eyes and stared blankly at the sky. Their heartbeats also rose up and down, as they waited with bated breaths!

After a full ten breaths of time, the commotion in the sky finally died down.

Two figures once again stood facing each other, separated into two groups, facing each other from afar.

All the lights in the area disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

"Two moves are over. Victory and defeat will be decided!"

In the air, Du Shaomu smiled.

"It's a draw!"

"The Sovereign and Du Shaomu were actually unable to determine the victor!"

The crowd went into an uproar, as if they didn't want to believe it.

How old is Du Shaomu? He's only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was actually fighting against the Sect Leader to a draw.

"Impossible, this is only two moves, the grand master must have shown mercy!"

"After two moves, the Sect Leader will definitely win!"

Since a Heavenly Martial Sect disciple had spoken, and was unwilling to believe that the sect master would make a move, it was only to determine the victor.

At this moment, Bei Goongliu could not remain calm.

Only Bei Goongliu knew the truth.1

Du Shaomu's terrifying attack just now had clearly withdrawn in front of him, or else he would have had a hard time resisting it.

At this moment, Bei Goongliu knew he didn't hold back.

And Du Shaomu had never fully released his cultivation s.

It was clear who was strong and who was weak.

On the high platform, the Heavenly Martial Sect's supreme elders and experts seemed to have also seen through some clues. One by one, their faces turned pale and they remained silent.

… ….

The sparring between the Heavenly Martial Sect's disciples and the World College's students had come to an end.

After Du Shaomu, Cheng Huihui, Chen Yi Ling and the other World College students left.

Many of the Heavenly Martial Sect disciples in the plaza had not recovered from their shock and were unwilling to leave.

The outcome of today, completely surpassed the expectations of all the Heavenly Martial Sect disciples.

A dignified Heavenly Martial Sect, in front of a World College, had suffered such a crushing defeat.

He was defeated in such a pathetic and clean manner.

Eight direct disciples consecutively lost.

Qingwu and Undercurrent Night couldn't even withstand a single move from Chen Yi Ling.

Even the strongest among the younger generation, Hong Chen, was severely injured in one move and was not Cheng Huihui's match at all.

It was only now that the disciples of Heavenly Martial Sect finally understood. No wonder Du Shaomu had completely ignored the Undercurrent Ye Qingwu and Hong Chen.

Du Shaomu and Sect Leader Bei Goongliu's fight was a draw.

Regardless of whether the sect master showed mercy or not, it was enough to prove that Du Shaomu had already reached the Martial Ancestor Stage and was something that Hong Chen and the other Martial Emperor Stage could not compare to.

And Du Shaomu was only 17 or 18 years old.

At this age, he had already stepped foot on the Martial Ancestor Stage and refined a supreme pill.

In comparison, Hong Chen, the son of the Heavenly Martial Sect Holy Emperor, was devoid of any light.

If Du Shaomu was like this, he had always relied on external forces.

This way, he could be considered to have been hiding behind a woman the entire time.

Those of the same generation as him would probably only be able to dig a hole and hide in it.

"World College!"

When the topic of World College was brought up once again, the entire Heavenly Martial Sect could no longer hold any contempt towards others, and could only sigh.

Today, his World College had gone from Bu Qianfann and the other students to Du Shaomu, the young teacher.

Many people were discussing about today's battle between Heavenly Martial Sect, and it was truly unbelievable.

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