Chapter 767: Chapter Sixty-One: The Nightmare of 1784

With surprise, he lifted his head, only to see Tang Luo already off the fighting stage, taking the Seal of Challenge from the referee, and departing.

Just as he declared, if he didn’t win with one punch, he would immediately admit defeat.

Fighting on the stage was always about skill, yet when had a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain ever been belittled like this?

He spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up, clutching his chest. He pushed away doctors who ran to help, managed to suppress the churning in his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted: “Dare to leave your name!?”

Martial arts is a long journey. He completely submitted to this punch today, but it’s just a battle in his long life. Everything that didn’t kill him would become his nourishment to become stronger.

The unyielding will to fight showed no traces of the loser who had just been punched away. This is a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, the holy land of the Human Race!

“Uh…” Tang Luo paused, and he looked back at the injured challenger: “Tang Luo from Xiling.”

“Tang Luo from Xiling, huh? I’ll remember your name, Mu Qingchen. Ten years from now, I’ll definitely challenge you!”

These ambitious young people… The middle-aged referee laughed, shaking his head, and then announced: “Contestant number 67 is injured and has lost. The challenge stage is closed!”

Luo had already moved to the next available stage– number

Tang Luo as he climbed onto the stage. His face full of caution and seriousness, he yelled: “You reckless

same finger and the same emotionless face, Tang Luo repeated the gesture, “One punch,

the fist that was sharp and unstoppable scene appeared in Bu Kaiyuan’s vision. As a

his meridians broken in two punches. There was no way he could hold out, but the

the first time he would use secret techniques would be on the stage

its non-existence. Azure Dragon, White Tiger, bear witness to my divine power. All gods honor me,

Kaiyuan burned his Sea of Qi, drawing in Primary Qi from all directions to form the images of Azure Dragon and White Tiger, and launched a fatal strike at Tang Luo. His whole body was filled with two-colored Yin lightning, using spiritual power to portray the images of Azure Dragon and White Tiger. Just by looking at its power, this spirit-consuming strike surpassed even some advanced-level Spirit Arts, and

didn’t take Bu Kaiyuan seriously, but facing such a strike, he had to respond carefully. If he defended with a punch, he would be pushed back. This was indeed beyond his

draw on his massive spiritual power and channel it into his body’s Spirit Circle. A silver giant, several meters tall, appeared on the stage. The chanting Azure Dragon and the roaring White Tiger hit the giant’s chest

body, completely at a loss. All he could think about was the scene in which his Spirit Art collided

Bu Kaiyuan. Just like a fledgling bird crashing head-on into a mountain, he immediately lost consciousness, and was thrown off the stage, hitting the protective array surrounding

announced with a complicated expression: “Contestant number 66 has lost consciousness. The challenge stage

third day of the Martial Arts Exchange Tournament, most of the contestants had already completed their challenges. Those who hadn’t were not unwilling to, but clearly understood

challengers with similar styles to learn from them. After all, it was quite a gain to be able to improve a bit of their martial arts strength on a rare visit

of the scions chose not to go onstage on the third day. The announcement that two stages on the west side were closed in succession also

they would see that as the referee announced the closure

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