At that mont, the Evil Ghost from the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect said with a cunning smile, "Wait! I still want to challenge him! Fellow Daoist, I guess you must be out of spiritual power by now, right?"
Everyone was stunned. It seed to be true. At this point, how could he possibly have any spiritual power left? No matter how strong one’s physical body, without spiritual power, even a Body Cultivator couldn’t possibly still be this formidable relying purely on physical strength, right?
Wang Mu was about to speak.
"If you dare to challenge him, then I’ll dismantle you first!" A figure walked over and stood in front of the Evil Ghost, speaking indifferently.
"Who are you?" the Evil Ghost asked, frowning at the newcor.
"Shuiyun Sect, Qin Yuyan." The man smiled slightly. "You want to challenge him? Then I’ll challenge you first."
"Why are you interfering?" the Evil Ghost said coldly.
"Brother Wang and I are... close friends," Qin Yuyan said.
The Evil Ghost was speechless. Damn, you have a lot of "Fellow Daoists," don’t you?
The Evil Ghost sneered sinisterly and walked off the stage. Actually, he wasn’t too sure himself. Who knew if this kid still had any tricks up his sleeve? But well, he just wanted to try. Now that soone had co to block him, he naturally hurried off.
"If any of you still want to challenge him, you’ll have to get through first." Qin Yuyan coughed and looked towards the crowd.
"Why bother fighting?" Hu Yu’er giggled. "He’s so strong; who can beat him? I’m not fighting..."
The others had watched four matches already, and their fighting spirit had long disappeared.
Qin Yuyan nodded.
Seeing this, Wang Mu thought to himself, Brother Qin is not bad! With a high enough friendship level, it seed people would help you everywhere.
At this mont, Qin Yuyan turned around and said to Wang Mu, "Brother Wang, I want to challenge you."
Wang Mu was speechless.
The others stumbled, nearly falling over.
"Brother Qin, what do you an?" Wang Mu said, exasperated. "If you want to win, then take it. I concede."
"No, no, no!" Qin Yuyan hurriedly waved his hand. "Fight! Why not fight? If you can still win against , I’ll give you a treasure!"
Wang Mu looked at Qin Yuyan with a puzzled expression. Brother Qin seed strange. What was his current state? That punch earlier had used up all his spiritual power. If he were to fight, he could only use pure physical strength; he indeed had no spiritual power left inside him. However, Brother Qin had only broken through to the Early-stage Foundation Establishnt a few months ago. His strength wasn’t very strong, so it might be possible to put up a fight. The spells of the Shuiyun Sect mainly employed the Water Elent and weren’t very aggressive.
"Then alright," Wang Mu said. "But I won’t go easy on you. After all, in my current condition, I don’t have much strength to hold back anyway."
"Alright, alright!" Qin Yuyan went onto the stage, having decided to change his strategy.
The crowd felt a bit odd but still continued watching.
The two faced each other.
Wang Mu had already regulated his breathing for a mont. He clenched his fists; he felt okay, still strong.
"Brother Wang, you make the first move." Qin Yuyan narrowed his eyes with a smile, and imdiately an azure spiritual power shield rose around his body. "I’ll let you make the first move, considering your poor condition."
"Then here I co?" Wang Mu said.
At this point, there was no need to hold back.
Qin Yuyan nodded.
The crowd felt sothing was off; this battle was a bit incomprehensible.
「Sowhere in the distance.」
A woman suddenly gripped the Little White Snake’s tail tightly. It was as if she had realized sothing; her gaze narrowed fiercely, looking as if she wanted to devour soone.
"This little bitch!" It seed like she understood sothing.
"HISS HISS HISS..." The Little White Snake quickly struggled, looking sowhat fearfully at the woman.
HMPH...
「anwhile, on the stage.」
The next second, Wang Mu burst forward, his speed even faster than a Flying Sword! His sheer speed dazzled the eyes of everyone present.
The expressions of the remaining few changed once again. No way, he’s out of spiritual power? Pure physical strength alone, and he’s still this strong? What kind of Body Cultivation is this...
Wang Mu clenched his hand into a fist, intending to shatter Brother Qin’s spiritual power shield with one punch.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Mu was in front of Qin Yuyan. Just as when he had struck his Eldest Martial Brother before, he threw a punch toward Qin Yuyan.
The power contained in this punch seed extrely terrifying, causing white mist to form in the air.
To be honest, Wang Mu felt that he was actually at his strongest right now. If that Evil Ghost dared to co up, Wang Mu felt he could send him to et King Yan with a single punch. The reason was simple. He was currently in a half-depleted condition, having consud a lot of physical and spiritual energy. And after reaching one hundred layers of the Hundred Refinent Body Technique, there was a buff: the more depleted he was, the stronger he beca. That’s why Wang Mu felt he was at his strongest now. Even without using spiritual power, his body continued to surge with trendous strength.
Ordinary cultivators couldn’t perceive the power of this punch. Only by experiencing it firsthand, or with keen senses, could one detect the slight vibrations in the air—enough to reveal its terrifying nature.
As expected, upon seeing this punch, several people below seed to sense its power, their expressions changing once more.
Even Jing Hai was sowhat astounded and uncertain. He began to wonder if his earlier assessnt of Wang Mu had been too low. Even now, how could this guy still be so strong?
At the sa ti, Qin Yuyan squinted. Suddenly, the spiritual power shield around him vanished, leaving him completely exposed to Wang Mu’s fist.
Wang Mu was stunned. Damn? What did Brother Qin an by this? Your spiritual power shield is gone! If this punch lands, and you’re not a Body Cultivator, aren’t you courting death?
At this thought, Wang Mu had a shock. His strength was already difficult to retract. He could only deviate the blow by a few inches, so it grazed past Qin Yuyan’s body as it blasted outward.
Because of the excessive strength and the lack of an object to block his montum, Wang Mu also tumbled forward.
"Brother Wang! Be careful!" Qin Yuyan cried out in alarm and imdiately cast a stream of water, which wrapped around Wang Mu. Following that, Qin Yuyan seed to be pulled by a force, causing him to embrace Wang Mu. Together, they were blasted out by the punch, rolling several tis on the ground before stabilizing.
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