Jingping Saint’s heart was also shaken, because at that moment earlier, he felt a strong sense of crisis.
However, with his always arrogant nature, how could he take Zhao Ya seriously?
So he just sneered grimly.
"Stop the tricks and go die."
As he finished speaking, Jingping Saint slowly lifted his palm.
Suddenly, a strong wind arose in the plaza.
Even those watching the battle from afar felt a huge pressure.
Nan Liangyu, being closer due to being absorbed in watching, felt it more deeply.
In his perception, from the moment Jingping Saint raised his palm, it seemed as if the whole world tilted over.
This feeling made Nan Liangyu feel so uncomfortable he almost vomited blood, but at that moment, the Celestial One True Power within him quickly circulated, protecting his heart and waking him up.
Then Nan Liangyu urgently retreated backward, finally escaping from this strange perception.
Despite this, Nan Liangyu still couldn’t help gasping, his eyes full of fear.
If his well-practiced Celestial One True Power hadn’t circulated in time, even if he didn’t die, he would have been seriously injured.
And this was merely due to the impact of the lingering waves.
Imagine the pressure faced by Jingping Saint’s opponent.
Nan Liangyu looked at Zhao Ya in the air with a complicated expression, not knowing what to feel.
To this, Zhao Ya was completely unaware.
At this moment, he stood in the air, surrounded by a violent True Power within a dozen feet, forming vortices that shielded him.
Just then, Jingping Saint’s palm attacked.
This was an indescribable palm strike.
At least in Nan Liangyu’s senses, when this palm was struck, it seemed as if the sky had collapsed.
The faces of others were also not looking good.
Moreover, the deeper one’s cultivation, the deeper the feeling.
Conversely, those ordinary disciples didn’t feel much.
As the Palm Power approached, the vortices around Zhao Ya began to shatter one by one.
But Zhao Ya showed no fear, instead, he suddenly raised his head, and punched directly.
In an instant, fist and palm met!
Then a visible shockwave rapidly spread out.
The houses surrounding the plaza were instantly more than half destroyed, even those barely surviving had their doors and windows shattered, with tiles flying wildly.
This earth-shattering momentum made everyone change color.
But due to the immense dust kicked up, people also didn’t know what the result was and could only hold their breath and watch intently.
Moments later, the dust began to clear.
Then people finally saw the situation in the field.
They saw Jingping Saint standing in mid-air in the center of the plaza, his face gloomy as water.
While Zhao Ya stood in front of the Dragon Head in the Cliff Dragon Painting, his eyes still blazing like fire.
It seemed that the previous attack ended in a draw, with neither gaining the upper hand, nor suffering any losses.
Shen Yunshen, who had his heart in his throat, couldn’t help but breathe a little easier when he saw the scene.
Then he incredulously asked Guo Luming beside him.
"Elder Guo, how did Ya suddenly become so powerful, even bearing the Power of Azure Dragon shouldn’t be like this, right?"
Guo Luming looked at Zhao Ya in the distance with a complicated expression, and after a moment of silence, he sighed lightly.
"I’m not sure about the specifics, but there is one possibility, which is that the Power of Azure Dragon’s recognition of Ya is even higher than that of the Grand Elder."
Shen Yunshen found this a bit unbelievable.
One must know that Azure Dragon Temple’s Grand Elder is not just a mere title.
Because of the Elder’s Token, he could gain recognition from the massive power contained in the Azure Dragon Map.
This is also the strongest killing move of successive Grand Elders.
And Zhao Ya is just an ordinary disciple, although incredibly talented, without an Elder’s Token, how could he gain recognition from the Power of Azure Dragon?
But soon Shen Yunshen put these doubts aside and asked worriedly.
"Would bearing the Power of Azure Dragon for such a long time cause harm to Ya’s body?"
Guo Luming shook his head, "I don’t know, but if the recognition is high, the burden should be less."
"I hope nothing happens to Ya, he has a great future ahead, it would be too regrettable if it was ruined by this," Shen Yunshen said in a low voice.
Guo Luming also sighed, "Yes, let’s hope nothing happens to him."
As the two worried.
Jingping Saint standing in the air suddenly spoke.
"You are Zhao Ya?"
"Yes, and you are Jingping Saint?" Zhao Ya replied casually.
Jingping Saint laughed.
"Interesting, I’ve heard people mention you before and thought you were interesting, didn’t expect to still underestimate you."
As he said this, Jingping Saint suddenly reached behind and pulled out a bullet longer than a forefinger from a constantly writhing wound on his back.
"Looks like Ye Xunhuan also died by your hand?"
"Yes."
Zhao Ya didn’t hide it because there was no need to.
A master of Jingping Saint’s level had a mind so sincere to an unbelievable degree.
So trying to deceive him was impossible.
Moreover, he should also know that Ye Xunhuan possessed a powerful firearm.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t ask such a question.
Jingping Saint chuckled, casually squeezed, and this bullet made of unknown metal, incredibly hard, was kneaded into a ball as if it were clay.
"Very good, Ye Xunhuan’s firearm was indeed powerful, but as far as I know, he’s running low on bullets, and adding this one used now, that firearm is practically useless."
As he spoke, a trace of excitement flashed in Jingping Saint’s eyes.