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Chapter 770: Chapter Sixty-Four: The Finale

Though there seemed to be quite a number of duel platforms, the fights ended quickly with each opponent being defeated with a single punch. If the platform at Bifang Mountain could be likened to a feast with hundreds of colorful lanterns, then at this moment, only one lonely lantern still shone.

The three members of Longxi’s team had already taken their positions behind Tang Luo, while Xiao Ziyu was watching Bu Lin on the stage with resolute eyes, his fighting spirit flaring.

“Shall I let you go first?” Tang Luo looked at Xiao Ziyu and asked tentatively.

“Nevermind.” Xiao Ziyu glanced at Bu Lin on the stage and shook his head regretfully, “I’ve passed his duel stage multiple times. His martial arts style is too restrictive for me, coupled with the buff from Dragon’s spiritual bloodline, I haven’t figured out a way to win yet.”

“Alright then, I’ll go,” Tang Luo said, taking off his overcoat with ninety-eight tokens attached and handing it to Xiao Ziyu. He then walked to the stage amidst the shameful expressions of the Martial Saint Mountain disciples.

Perhaps these outer sect disciples who held duels on Bifang Mountain couldn’t figure out why the highly regarded Martial Saint Mountain of the Human Race had fallen to such a weak position. Tang Luo casually chose his opponents, as if selecting vegetables in a market, acting on his own accord. This humiliation was something these outer sect disciples had never experienced before.

But, even though they were enraged by their losses, how could they vent their anger? With clenched fists, they lowered their heads, muttering to themselves that vengeance is a dish best served cold.

In contrast, Bu Lin, the sole remaining duel master, had no such worries. He looked at Tang Luo, a hint of sulphur seeming to emanate from his nostrils as he asked, “When you first arrived in the Eastern District, I invited you to my platform, but you chose to come last. What, does my word mean nothing to you?”

Although he was a direct descendant of a Martial Saint, his speech bore a strong tone of vulgarity. With his towering physique, If Xulao Ying was the most well-prepared customer Tang Luo had ever seen, this man was the most well-prepared thug he had ever encountered.

appear last. I’m just wondering, you’re already over thirty years old, why are you still the tournament master instead of cultivating in the inner sect of Martial Saint Mountain?” Tang Luo

Fierce Realm, picking on Mortal Realm fighters, and you still have the guts to brag about defeating them with a

duel using just Mortal Realm powers, he too, hadn’t used any power beyond that realm. It was simply because of his unique physical form

Sect Disciples who had already lost confidence. After all, anyone’s spirit would be dampened if they were unable to withstand a punch from someone in the same realm. However, if the realms were different, they

different realms as an excuse, anyone could easily forgive themselves. As for Tang Luo’s age, who would be fair and objective when trying to justify their failures? They might as well think that Tang Luo has some sort

Outer Sect Disciples suddenly regained their spirits, as if coming back

in the Fierce Realm. They recalled the fight in Xiling six years ago and realized that if Tang Luo

and no matter how hard the other person tried to catch up, the distance only continued to

talent creates more despair than the gap in strength. Each disciple who came to cultivate on Martial Saint Mountain realised that despite using all of their time efficiently, talent still separated them into strength

work and risking one’s life would lead to stand

looked at the young Tang Luo on the stage, not understanding how someone who appeared to be just over twenty years old

at the invigorated disciples on the stage, then turned to Tang Luo with a malicious smile, “Didn’t you

expression, “You’ll

spit for a nail, go and ask around, when did

Tang Luo said, as he infused his spiritual power from his soul into the spiritual array within his

gathered from hundreds of miles away to form the Xuanwu Faziang. The twenty-foot-long and wide duel platform prepared by Bifang Mountain was completely overshadowed by