The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 190 The Perverted Situation
"Go for it, Senior Brother Kuang!!"

"Go for it, Senior Cheng!!"

The cheers surged like a tidal wave, but the two men remained calm and unmoved. Then, without any apparent movement, two tall figures appeared simultaneously on a higher, diamond-shaped arena.

The diamond-shaped arena is suspended a hundred meters in the air, at the same level as the lowest tier of spectator seating. This subtle change in perspective gives those looking down the illusion that the two are right beside them.

"Whoosh...!"

On the diamond-shaped arena, a biting cold wind swept by. The two people on the stage, their robes fluttering, faced each other from a distance, silently watching each other for a moment.

With the final few matches approaching, there was no rush. Besides, the other two players were seriously injured. Thinking this, the kind-faced old man did not disturb them.

I don't know how much time passed...

The cheers gradually subsided, and the atmosphere began to become increasingly tense. Everyone felt their mouths dry and their breathing inexplicably became labored.

"Kuang Tu, it's been a year, and your strength has improved quite a bit!" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man with sword-like eyebrows, but he quickly regained his composure and said to the lean man with a half-smile, "It truly surprises me!"

"Senior Brother Cheng's cultivation hasn't fallen behind either!" Upon hearing this, the lean man raised an eyebrow, his words equally indifferent. Inwardly, however, he sneered: You speak with surprise, but your nonchalant demeanor doesn't seem like it at all!

"Hehe, Junior Brother Kuang has made great progress!"

Seemingly anticipating this response, before the lean man could finish speaking, a soft voice suddenly rang out, "However, this doesn't change..."

One fact—

This year's champion... is still me!

His voice radiated immense confidence, yet carried a hint of disdain. The entire event felt as if it had been meticulously planned.

"Hiss...!" Instantly, everyone's expression changed as they looked at the smiling, sword-browed man.

Judging from these few words, although the two did not speak with the same sarcasm and ridicule as the others, anyone could hear the chilling indifference in their voices.

"Kuang Tu and Cheng Ye, these two kids are interesting! They've been at odds ever since the last competition."

Judging from my observation, their cultivation levels are still roughly the same, both at the peak of the late seventh stage, making them veritable rivals!

"Hmm. Judging from this, the outcome of this battle is truly... unpredictable! Even if Kuang Tu's cultivation level improves quickly enough, Cheng Ye is a seasoned fighter, and it won't be easy for him to easily parry!"

In the VIP section, several elderly tenth-level elders stroked their beards, watching the two men on the stage, who were locked in a tense standoff, and shared their opinions.

However, it was clear from the words of the elders that they still subtly favored Kuang Tu, the dark horse who had made a strong showing in the previous competition.

"Let's see what real skills you have!"

Looking at the man with sword-like eyebrows who smiled calmly, the lean man frowned: Cheng Ye rarely shows himself, and everyone only knows that he is somewhat eccentric.

However, after several encounters in the previous competition, Kuang Tu was well aware of his opponent's arrogant character.

"Bam—!"

Immediately afterward, while the words were still echoing, the floating stone platform trembled slightly, and Kuang Tu, who had burst forward with explosive force by pushing off the ground with both legs, suddenly clenched his fists and charged forward, launching the first attack.

"Well done!" A burst of wind rushed towards them, and the man with the sword-like eyebrows immediately narrowed his eyes. Then, Cheng Ye shot forward, also clenching his fist and shouting as he met the attack.

This arrogant scene not only made the thin man sneer inwardly, but also caused the expressions of the onlookers to change slightly, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

"Huh, isn't Cheng Ye being a bit too arrogant? He actually chose to clash head-on with Kuang Tu in terms of fist techniques?"

Looking down at the sword-browed man's movements, the kind-faced old man hovering above the arena frowned. Then, Elder Liu Yidao's heart stirred, and he waved his hand to brush away the rising dust that rushed towards him.

At this moment, both Kuang Tu and Cheng Ye were unarmed, but in this way, Cheng Ye was not at an advantage.

Those who know Kuang Tu know that although he looks thin, in terms of physical strength alone, Kuang Tu is no less than brute force!
Clearly, it was not a wise choice for Cheng Ye to forcefully challenge someone else's strengths in order to act impulsively!

"boom--!"

The two moved at incredible speed, covering a mere twenty meters in the blink of an eye. The next instant, dust billowed, and a series of violent roars echoed from the shaking arena.

"Bang, bang bang—!"

Under the rolling air currents, the man with sword-like eyebrows and the lean man suddenly exerted their strength, exchanging punches and unleashing thirty punches in a row.

"Holy crap, the difference is huge!"

The ear-piercing explosions raged everywhere, and the horrified crowd felt as if their eardrums were being pricked by needles. They quickly circulated their internal energy to resist the aftershocks of the collision.

"As expected of someone who was one of the top players on the previous rankings!" Immediately, the disciples' eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. The terrifying power generated by the two fighting was far stronger than in the previous matches!

"Huh? Oh no...!"

The sonic booms from each punch were exceptionally piercing, especially after the combined power of thirty punches. Not only were the ears of the onlookers strained, but even the two instigators' expressions changed.

"Go away...!"

As the power accumulated, the two fighters on the stage roared simultaneously, exchanging a single, unpretentious blow before using the recoil to pull themselves back.

"Damn it, this kid's body has gotten even stronger!"

Cheng Ye repeatedly tapped his toes to absorb the force, his eyes widening in shock. He rubbed his numb right hand and staggered back seven or eight steps before finally stopping the momentum.

"Hmph... take another punch from me!"

Taking two steps back to steady himself, the lean man suddenly let out a roar as the opponent's pupils constricted, choosing to press his advantage.

"Whoosh...!"

A sharp gust of wind from the punch struck his cheek first, and a swift, flashing figure rapidly approached. Sensing danger, Cheng Ye was just about to switch to his left hand to meet the attack.

Unexpectedly, a cunning glint flashed in Kuang Tu's eyes, and his speed suddenly increased dramatically. In the blink of an eye, his fist had already reached his opponent...!
"Swoosh...!" He swiftly turned his head to narrowly dodge a punch. Before the man with sword-like eyebrows could even break out in a cold sweat, the lean man pressed his advantage, immediately changing the direction of his fierce punch and sending it swirling back.

"Damn it!" Seeing that there was no time to dodge again, Cheng Ye gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, raising his numb right hand to meet the attack once more.

"Bang~...!" Another punch came crashing down on his head. The moment he blocked it with his arm, the man with the sword-like eyebrows' face changed drastically. His entire lower leg couldn't withstand the force and bent down in frustration.

Immediately afterwards, the entire floating stone platform began to shake even more violently. This sudden change made Cheng Ye, who had been struggling to hold on, feel a chill in his heart, thinking: If it weren't for the support of the special formation, this arena would probably have collapsed!

"Drink! Get up...!"

With a loud shout, the stone pavement shattered into pieces. Just as his knees were about twenty centimeters from the ground, the sword-browed man with bulging veins on his arms suddenly stomped his feet.

Then, Cheng Ye slowly rose up, little by little.

But this process lasted less than three seconds before an even more terrifying force pressed down from above, and Cheng Ye's expression changed again.

"Wow! The power of this diagram is truly remarkable!"

As the sword-browed man with gleaming eyes was once again subdued, the white-clad man in the VIP seats stared intently at the two wrestling on the stage, a hint of surprise occasionally flashing in his eyes.

"Hmm, its strength is indeed considerable!"

"However, this fist technique doesn't seem to be from within the sect!"

"It must be his personal fate!"

Upon hearing Xiang Qiubai speak, the other core disciples also nodded and offered their analysis.

Although the inner disciples' strength is not even taken seriously by the core disciples, let alone Wu Ye and his group, who are among the best of the core disciples.

However, their ability to stand out among the core disciples is undoubtedly due to their exceptional qualities. Putting aside everything else, their perspective on issues alone is different from that of ordinary people.

"Senior Brother Wu Ye, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I see a trace of yourself in Kuang Tu from back then!"

Seeing the wild man respond, Xiang Qiubai immediately raised an eyebrow and turned to reveal a bright smile. Unfortunately, his tone sounded strange, with a hint of teasing.

"Ahem, it's just my imagination...!" The wild man rubbed his nose and coughed awkwardly, neither getting angry nor refuting.

Not a trace of anger was shown!
"Boring...!" Seeing that the other party was so disrespectful, the man in white rolled his eyes and turned his head away in annoyance.

"Phew...! Finally, we've gotten rid of this guy!" The wild man breathed a sigh of relief the moment Xiang Qiubai turned his head away.

Knowing Xiang Qiubai's character well, Wu Ye certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to respond to his words...

However, to Wu Ye's surprise, although his actions made Xiang Qiubai stop, they aroused the interest of the man in black.

"Oh? Is that so... then I'll have to watch this match closely!" Feng Ling raised an eyebrow and then began to observe the lean man's every move on the stage even more intently.

The helpless expression on Wu Ye's face just now was clearly seen by Feng Ling. Naturally, he felt a surge of curiosity.

"boom--!"

The rubble tumbled and flew amidst the deafening roar, and the billowing dust intensified. In the brief moment of their conversation, the situation on the arena shifted once again.

Cheng Ye, who had been suppressed, suddenly broke free of his restraints using some unknown method...!
"Whoosh, whoosh...!" Chaotic lights flashed everywhere, and the two people chasing each other on the field suddenly disappeared, leaving only two densely packed black figures and smoke explosions.

Immediately afterwards, the smoke and dust dissipated amidst a violent explosion, revealing horrifying craters of fist marks on the once intact arena floor.

"Hiss! He really is... a little pervert!" Thousands of people gasped at the same time, especially the elders in the VIP seats, who trembled in their hearts.

He secretly clicked his tongue in amazement: This dueling arena is said to be unbreakable by anyone less than an eighth-rank advanced ghost spirit master!
"Holy crap...! It's broken!?"

Watching the lean man on the stage, his figure flashing rapidly as he threw punches, Manli, sitting in the audience, stared wide-eyed and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

At the same time, he muttered to himself with doubt: "At first glance, he not only looks thin, but his fists are also not big."

But why is it that every punch he throws causes the dueling ring to tremble violently?

Even with brute force, the previous all-out attack with the Barbarian God Staff only left a shallow crater on the dueling arena floor.

And this was all achieved by taking a chance and unleashing a sliver of the Barbarian God's original power...!
Where can you find someone as formidable as Kuang Tu?
Not only did he use his bare hands, but he also used his powerful physique to smash the ground into craters with an average depth of thirty centimeters!
"Hmph! Heaven is so unfair. Senior Brother Kuang Tu doesn't even have as much flesh as me, so why is his strength so far superior to mine...?"

As he was speaking, Manli looked down at his own strong and muscular body, and then disdainfully compared it with the lean man who was fighting fiercely on the stage.

However, although Manli was somewhat unconvinced, he was also glad that he did not leave immediately, otherwise he would not have been able to witness such a wonderful battle!

"Hehe, place your bets! Hurry up and place your bets!" Just as the two on the arena were locked in a fierce chase, all the disciples, both inside and outside the sect, were filled with excitement.

This also included Zhu Bupang and his companion, who were currently "healing" down below. However, the reason for their excitement was completely different from everyone else's...

"Hey, you big guy up there, why don't you buy a ticket too? It's a sure thing...!"

A voice, incredibly seductive, spoke in a tone that sounded exactly like a creepy old man trying to entice a curious little kid to take a puff of opium.

"Uh...!? It's you two!" Hearing two shouts coming from behind, Manli subconsciously turned around and saw that both of them were stunned.

These two disciples, one fat and one thin, are none other than Zhu Bupang and Gou Bupou.
"It's...it's you...!" Upon recognizing Manli's face, Zhu Bupang and his companion came to their senses. Seeing Manli's surprised expression and strange look, they immediately blushed and awkwardly put away what they were holding.

"I was wondering why there were no people around here. Turns out you've taken all the spots!" To avoid embarrassment, Zhu Bupang grinned.

Seeing that there were empty seats, the two of them arrived here first after paying off their gambling losses from last time.

I wonder what Elder Liu Yidao would think if he knew that the two of them were using the pretense of healing him to secretly run a casino!

"Hmph! I'm not that kind of person...!"

Manli's face darkened for a moment. As if to confirm his point, he said to the two of them in a cool and indifferent tone, "Sit down!"

Immediately, Zhu Bupang and his companion exchanged a glance, then sat down on either side of him and said with a grin to Manli, "Hey buddy, wanna buy a ticket?"

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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