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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

Kaiyuan, stared at Tang Luo as he climbed onto the stage. His face full of caution and seriousness,

face, Tang Luo

that was sharp and unstoppable scene appeared in Bu Kaiyuan’s

who was two ranks above him, had his meridians broken in two punches. There was no way he could hold out, but the pride of the Bu Family forbade him from surrendering. To defend

the first time he would use secret techniques

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

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 could even kill some warriors who had just entered the Fierce Realm. This top-tier killing spell, displayed by a mere disciple of Bifang Mountain, showed the prowess of Martial Saint Mountain,

strike, he had to respond carefully. If he defended with a punch, he would be pushed back. This was indeed beyond

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 one after another. The divine beast shadows of the Xuan second lightning, capable of splitting mountains and breaking cliffs, only managed to shatter

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

bird crashing head-on into a mountain, he

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

the 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 that they

go onstage, but instead, like Tang Luo had done on the first two days, they wandered around the massive main peak platform, observing 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

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

as the referee announced the closure of challenge stage number