1718: C1718 King of Fighting

C1718 King of Fighting

"Hmm? This is a Blue Fire Bird? "

"The Divine Bird of the ancient era. Legend has it that one of them died while pecking an Emperor!"

Someone exclaimed out loud, revealing a terrifying legend.

The Great Emperor Realm was the strongest existence in the entire Divine Realm, an existence that even the most elite disciples would not be able to touch, yet this godly bird had actually pecked the life out of such an expert, which clearly showed how terrifying it was.

At least several hundred Blue Fire Birds charged towards Cao Jian. Their sharp beaks were aimed straight at Cao Jian's vitals. Divine engravings were shining on their beaks. If they did not die, they would at least lose a piece of flesh.

To be able to kill an Emperor level powerhouse so easily, these birds of prey were naturally formidable. Although their master was only at the early stage of the major power realm, their might had already been perfectly unleashed.

Cao Jian, on the other hand, was completely fearless. With a punch, wind created a gap in the air and ripples spread out. The birds were crushed into pieces of feathers before they could even get close.

Lan Shan let out a shriek. Blue flames gathered together to form a huge blue fire bird. Its aura suddenly increased by a lot.

Lan Shan was only at the peak of the early major powers, but the combat prowess of the Bluefire Bird above her head had already reached the mid or late stage.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

The limit of their group of people was basically the fifth grade. They knew that if they could increase their strength by one grade, they would be able to earn a lot.

However, Lan Shan had used up a lot of her energy to execute this attack. Her originally rosy cheeks were now devoid of color. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she could clearly feel that her life essence had been slightly reduced.

Most likely, with such an increase, the cost would be his Longevity.

This little girl's competitive spirit was truly strong. It was just a spar, but she actually did not hesitate to burn her own life essence. Even if she won, this kind of person who could kill an enemy at a hundred and self-inflicted a thousand damage could only be described as a miserable victory.

Cao Jian let out a loud roar and rushed forward, but the moment his fists made contact with the blue fire bird, he was sent flying dozens of feet away. His arms and legs were severely injured, and fresh blood continuously dripped down.

Lan Shan didn't look too good either. She couldn't stand properly either, so she could only sit on the ground and reveal a weak aura.

If this attack could not defeat Cao Jian, then he would absolutely not have the ability to launch a second attack.

This kind of method where they would all perish together, but Cao Jian did not use his most powerful skill, so it was within reason for him to be defeated by this move that used up his life essence.

It wasn't a disgrace.

Fist King went up on stage and threw Cao Jian back onto the rock and shook his head.

In fact, he knew Cao Jian could win, but he seemed to be interested in him. If he did not use his unique skill and he was determined to fight against his opponent's ace attack, then wouldn't this defeat be your own fault?

After settling down Cao Jian, he entered the arena again and asked, "Who wants to fight with me?"

Even though he was previously the king, he had never let go of his pride. In terms of aura, there weren't many people here who could compare to him, even though his cultivation was only at the middle stage of the almighty realm.

"Hehe!" "I'll do it!" A young man wearing a white robe jumped out. Every piece of jewelry on his body exuded a noble aura. His background was definitely not ordinary.

This person was either from an illustrious family or was rich, which was why he wore so many accessories on his body.

"Is that an adverse event?"

"The Xiang Family?"

"That's right, he's the one!"

"This …"

It was only a long time ago that a quasi Emperor realm expert had appeared, which had allowed the clan to gain unparalleled glory. However, ever since that expert had fallen, the Xiang Family no longer had such a powerhouse, and naturally no longer had the power and glory they had back then.

His talent is indeed very high to be able to revive the opposite sex, but he is a little too proud, thinking that there is no one here who can stand on equal footing as me, and the most you can do is to be a saint, while I am destined to become a quasi Emperor.2

However, his current cultivation base was still relatively weak, only at the middle level of the major powers. After all, he was still too young, and he had only embarked on the path of cultivation for a hundred years.

However, along with the increase of his realm, the fist king's face also underwent a huge change. Previously, the fist king looked like a middle-aged man, but now, he looked to be only 25 or 26 years old.

No, actually speaking of age, Fist King was much younger than this group of people. But who told him that by the time he stepped into the Mahayana Stage, he was already sixty years old?

In everyone's eyes, this was a sign of the fist king's lack of talent.

Isn't it?

This kind of genius, having stepped into the Mahayana Stage at the age of ten, the growth of their body was completely unable to keep up with their cultivation speed, and thus, the traces of aging could not be seen on their faces. And aging also means that your cultivation level isn't high enough. The rate at which your life essence is being drained has already far surpassed the rate at which you can advance your cultivation.

However, in his heart, he was looking down on the Striker King. This kind of trash was actually worthy of being called an elite? Being in the same team with him was an insult to him.

Alright, I'll teach this kid a lesson then. It's best if we beat him until he quits the sect on his own accord, lest others look down on them.

"Receive my attack!" He looked down on the Striker King, but did not release much power.

Fist King took the attack, both fists struck, boom! His imposing manner was like a rainbow, and his strength wasn't weak in the slightest.

"What?!"

A look of shock immediately appeared on Xiang Wei's face. He naturally did not expect that the power of trash in his eyes would be so strong. Although he was very strong, he might not be able to surpass the fist king. Thus, after the fist king had broken his first move, he naturally fell into a disadvantageous position. Step by step, he was forced back by the fist king.

The fist king's battle experience was much better than this wet behind the ears brat. If there was no difference in the two's level, Ann Sudong might not even have the absolute confidence to defeat the fist king.

As long as he was given a chance, the fist king's attacks would continue to strike at the opponent.

Who could look down on the Striker?

The strength of the nineteenth stage of the Golden Immortal Stage had stepped into the major power realm. Although it was not perfect, the strength of the first stage of the Golden Immortal Stage would still affect the strength of half a stage of the great power realm.

Boom!

Fist King kept attacking, but in comparison, he was continuously being pushed back.

After being continuously attacked by the former more than twenty times, Xiang Wei could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying by the latter's punch.

"Thanks!" The fist king cupped his fists and said.

They were not enemies, and there was no need to fight with their lives on the line.

When Xiangwei stood up, his expression was extremely ugly.

Before this, he hadn't even put the fist king in his eyes. But now, he was being beaten up step by step until he lost the chance to fight back. If this were to spread, then what f * cking face did he have to be an elite disciple?

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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