While the Wudang disciples let their imaginations run wild, Huang Xuantian had already made his move.
"To challenge a Saint is a delusion. The only outcome is death!" Inner Strength surged through his meridians as Qigong gathered in his palms. Huang Xuantian let out a cold laugh, stepped forward, and swung a fierce palm heavily toward Wu Tian.
This was a palm strike that only the Sect Leaders of the major Jianghu sects or the experts of the Five Surnames and Seven Families could withstand.
Yet, facing this stone-shattering blow, Wu Tian simply stood there, showing not the slightest intention of dodging.
Seeing this, many of the onlookers shook their heads, certain this young man was as good as dead.
"He's a fool, courting his own death. It seems I don't need to bother surpassing you anymore. Why would I compete with a dead man?" Huang Ming gloated, stretching his arms leisurely.
BOOM!
