800 Are You Trying to Scare Us to Death?!

"Let me try! Raging Fists!"

Another participant there suddenly rushed at Su Yang before throwing a powerful punch at the formation.

Boom!

The moment the fighter's fist touched the formation, almost as though he'd punched himself, he was sent flying into the audience.

Meanwhile, the spectators mumbled to each other in a dazed voice.

"Heavens… I have never seen someone create such a sturdy formation in just a few minutes…"

"Just who is this man? He can not only use Sword Intent but he can also create formations…"

"Although it may be pretty powerful, I highly doubt it would be able to withstand continuous attacks for the next 24 hours."

"Anybody else wants to try? You have 24 hours to crack this formation. Until then…" Su Yang suddenly sat down in the lotus position and closed his eyes, beginning to cultivate.

"T-This bastard! He's underestimating us!"

"I don't believe that we cannot break his formation!"