1719: C1719 The Fist King's Shock

C1719 The Fist King's Shock

In the future, he was going to become a quasi Emperor level powerhouse. No matter what, he could not accept such a miserable defeat!

"Again!"

As he thought of this, Xiangwei flipped over and leapt into the air. This time, he didn't dare to be careless. Divine imprints interweaved throughout his body, and his battle prowess was pushed to the limits.

When everyone saw this, they could not help but shake their heads.

This Xiang Wei had clearly already lost, yet he still wanted to fight. It would only make people look down on him even more.

That's why, it's not enough for you to have good talent, it's only a possibility for you to become a strong person. But if you want to become a strong person, just having talent is definitely not enough.

It had to be said that the current Xiangwei was extremely powerful, and he would definitely become a dazzling new star in the future.

The fist king coldly snorted. The anger in his heart had already been sparked. He had already given the opponent some face, but the opponent still couldn't afford to lose. Then, he wouldn't blame himself for being ruthless.

He punched towards Xiangwei.

Punch after punch, although this time he was fully prepared, he was still forced to retreat step by step. No matter how hard he tried, he could only be suppressed.

"Hmm? Why is this guy's fist technique so terrifying? "

"Just based on strength alone, I think he has the upper hand. How come he was suppressed so miserably in a head-on battle?"

"I can't tell what kind of martial arts that man's fist techniques are, but each punch seems to be able to condense the momentum of the world. It has the potential to become the next generation's martial arts founder!"

As long as there were people with eyes here, they would all be extremely shocked.

The fist king's cultivation was not considered top-notch here, but when it came to fist techniques, he was definitely a person of great mastery, to the point that others could only look up to him.

"Haha, big brother's fist technique has already reached perfection! Good!" Ann Sudong thought to himself. He had seen the Heaven's Path Sword in the Starry Sky Graveyard, and the boxing style of the fist king was naturally supported by the Great Dao, so its power was naturally much higher.

However, he was inspired by the Heaven's Path Sword and was able to comprehend his own sword technique. On the other hand, Fist King completely relied on his own comprehension to obtain it. This comparison was something even Ann Sudong couldn't help but admire.

The fist king's talent in the path of martial arts was like a natural born ghost.

The Striker King displayed his might, and after ten moves, Xiangwei was sent flying once again.

They were clearly of similar cultivation realms, and they were even more advanced in their small realms. Furthermore, they were all elite disciples, so it should be difficult to distinguish between the two. However, the situation was completely on the King of Fighting's side.

Furthermore, the level of the Striker King was slightly lower than the opponent's!

Everyone was baffled.

Only Ann Sudong knew clearly that the path of a boxer was one of domineering and tough. If one could win, then ten moves would be enough. If the opponent could withstand the fiercest ten moves, then the boxer would actually be at a disadvantage.

After being sent flying twice, Xiangwei's face had turned ashen. He no longer had the face to stay here anymore. Everyone's eyes were filled with contempt, causing him to feel embarrassed, angry, and uncomfortable.

The Fist King seemed to have not yet felt good as he said, "Who else wants to fight me?"

The people in the audience looked at each other. Their cultivation realms were similar to a fist king, so none of them had absolute confidence in defeating him. And those with a higher cultivation than the fist king had the face to accept the challenge. Even if they won in the end, it would be a disgraceful victory.

But if he was in the late stage of the major power realm, the difference in power would be simply too great. Who would be so shameless as to take advantage of him?

As a result, no one from below the stage came to accept the challenge.

"Hur hur, we shouldn't be so embarrassed. Then, I'll go up and make a fool of myself." Bai Biao stood up.

Everyone looked at each other. This was one of the six great kings. If he wanted to take action, who else could he fight? Moreover, the disparity in their cultivation realms was too great. If he were to go up, wouldn't he be one-sided?

"In order to exchange pointers fairly, I will confer my cultivation as my own. After all, if we spar, we would naturally fight on the same level." Bai Biao replied and began to circulate his Qi. Sure enough, his aura suddenly dropped to the level of a fist king.1

"Junior brother, do you think this is okay?" Bai Biao laughed.

The King of Fighters did not reply. Instead, he gave a furious roar and launched a fierce attack towards Bai Biao.

The speed of his punches was extremely fast. The attacks rained down on Bai Biao's body, and even he, one of the six Kings, could only retreat to block them. There were no signs of a counterattack.

Everyone was stunned.

This was one of the six kings, Bai Biao. They were almost invincible within the major powers, and only five of them had the qualification to fight. But now, at the same realm, the fist king had actually suppressed Bai Biao.

Now that the Striker King had advanced to the great circle of power, wouldn't the six Kings become the Seven Great Kings?

Bai Biao's face was smiling, but his heart was filled with displeasure.

He hadn't expected that the fist art of a fist king would be so powerful. He had only felt that it was very powerful when he had watched the fight, but when he had truly become Ye Xiwen's opponent, he had realized that the other party's fist art contained the Dao of the Heavens.

Not really, as long as his own strength was stronger than the opponent's. But right now, both sides were of the same strength, so where did the advantage come from?

He definitely could not allow himself to be defeated, even if he had to suppress his own cultivation.

As a king, even if they were in the same realm, they could not lose!

He punched out fiercely, meeting the fist king in front of him head on.

Boom!

As the fists of both sides collided with each other, the air instantly became distorted and fluctuated. Even the elite disciples below the stage needed to use their Spiritual Energy to defend themselves. Otherwise, it would not be easy to be hit by the air.

Bai Biao and the fist king retreated at the same time. Bai Biao retreated seven steps, while the fist king retreated nine steps. Bai Biao and the fist king both retreated seven steps, while Bai Biao retreated nine steps.

In this clash, the fist king was completely defeated.

"As expected of one of the six Kings, almost invincible in a fight of the same level!" Everyone praised him. This was the result they had expected.

Earlier, the number of runes on Bai Biao's fists had reached ninety.

This meant that although he did not use a stronger power, he was using the power of laws.

Of course it wasn't fair!

Although strength was the foundation of a cultivator's battle prowess, the power of laws could not be underestimated. For example, in a tomb in the starry sky, the power of the stone statue array had never changed. However, because of the increase in power of the divine tattoos, the power of the stone statue array was also increasing step by step.

Cultivators normally wouldn't have been able to achieve such a feat. However, Bai Biao was currently at a lower level of mastery. Under the circumstances where his strength remained the same, he was able to utilize the might of the Divine Inscriptions to increase his might.

Bai Biao did not expose this fact, but how could he hide it from Ann Sudong, who had the Fiery Eyes of Truth?

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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