Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

'boom! '

Several iron boxes were instantly shattered by the terrifying shockwave, and countless pieces of metal flew out from them.

A large amount of metal turned into particles and flew to Scott's body, first transforming into an extremely sturdy set of armor in the style of Bright Light Armor.

Then came the arms, legs, feet, and the top of the head...

On March 7th, he saw a figure standing in front of him wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, a golden chainmail suit, and lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes. He was armed to the teeth.

"You're behaving so rudely just to win!" March 7th couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Hahahaha... So what?"

Scott laughed loudly, caught the flying iron rod, and patted the medicine gourd at his waist. "I'm going to take back everything I've lost!!"

"If you have to blame someone, blame the ridiculous competition format that the organizers of the Immortal Boat came up with! I have money, I can do whatever I want!"

In an instant.

Scott used a long stick as a crutch, and as the iron rod rapidly increased in length, he was lifted directly into the air.

Looking down at the tiny March 7th below, he then swung a thick and long iron bar, as thick as a telephone pole, and smashed it down from the air with all his might!

'boom--! ! ’

The entire Jingfeng warship trembled violently, leaving a scene of chaos and smoke. This was only Scott's first strike, yet its power was exaggerated.

"This...!" Dan Heng in the audience suddenly stood up, looking in astonishment at the spot where March 7 had been standing, which was now covered in dust.

"Don't worry." Yan Huan also got up and pressed Dan Heng back down.

"Comrade March 7th will be fine."

The next moment, March 7th's figure appeared in the smoke and dust below.

"???"

Chapter 983 Perhaps this is what invincibility is all about.

"No, how can you still move?!"

Scott, who was falling from the sky, was completely bewildered.

This time, he was really aiming for a decisive strike, determined to instantly kill this despicable person in the first round, giving her no time to cause trouble.

As a result, even though most of the competition venue was cracked, she was completely unharmed.

"Is your attack over?"

March 7th jumped up and down, swaying from side to side, waving his fists, his eyes sharp.

"Then I'm going to start my adventure!"

"I don't care what kind of stupid steps you have!" Scott swung his iron bar in an instant, sweeping it fiercely in the direction of March 7.

The iron bar grew rapidly, reaching half the diameter of the entire playing field, and swept heavily toward March 7th.

On March 7th, his gaze sharpened, he bent over, swayed from side to side, and then dodged to the side.

It actually passed right through the sweeping iron bar and was still rushing towards Scott.

"???"

"I've really seen a ghost!!"

Seeing that his attack missed, Scott quickly changed his move and threw the iron bar at March 7.

The iron rod spun as if carrying immense force, creating a gust of wind that struck March 7's head.

But she flashed again, and the iron rod passed right through her afterimage, while March 7 continued to move forward.

"???"

"Are you a human or a ghost?!"

While Scott was still in shock and uncertainty, March 7th had already arrived in front of him and immediately launched a series of punches.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang—"

Countless punches slammed into Scott's golden armor, creating numerous dents. Scott was in excruciating pain and could only try his best to block with his hands held horizontally in front of him.

"mean!"

The moment Scott uttered those two words, his body involuntarily floated into the air again.

"Oh no!" By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. He was about to land when March 7 kicked him away again.

It was kicked from the playing field to the stands, from the stands to the Jimi table, from the Jimi table to Danheng's head, and from Danheng's head back to the playing field.

By this time, Scott was covered in bruises from being kicked, and March 7th showed no sign of stopping.

"You despicable scoundrel, your underhanded tricks won't work twice!!"

With a furious curse, Scott's body flashed with golden light and he transformed into a stone statue.

On March 7th, he kicked hard, and the target's expression changed instantly, then he grimaced in pain.

"Ouch...my foot!!"

She fell from the air, clutching her right foot and howling in pain.

At the same time, the stone sculpture fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Hahahaha!!" Scott snapped out of his petrified state and burst into shrill laughter.

"This move was created specifically to deal with you!"

"This kind of low-skill move is utterly unacceptable! Get out of here!"

To prevent further trouble, Scott directly pointed towards March 7.

'Ding! '

With the sound of the spell being successfully cast, March 7th immediately became stiff, surrounded by a faint golden light, and remained motionless.

She was frozen in place.

"I'm coming to settle this score with you!"

Scott, carrying an iron bar in his right hand, slowly walked toward the immobile March 7.

With his left hand, he picked up the red gourd hanging from his waist, took a big gulp, and a crystal-clear green light appeared, completely healing all his injuries.

Seeing this, Dan Heng in the audience looked nervous.

This was the first time he had ever seen a martial arts ceremony live, and he never expected the version to have been updated to this terrible state.

What about my own five-star dragon pill now?

"wrong……"

Pushing aside the random thoughts in his mind, Dan Heng looked at Yan Huan, who was eating popcorn to the side.

"What are we going to do in March? I've never even seen that kind of immobilization spell before."

"Don't worry." Yan Huan freed one hand and patted Dan Heng on the shoulder.

"His immobilization time was short, only a few seconds."

"If we waste time taking medicine, it will be too late to attack."

Just as Yan Huan had said.

As Scott drank his third dose of the medicine, March 7's petrification was lifted.

She stumbled and regained her balance, then flashed to Scott's side in two breaths.

"???"

While Scott was still in a daze, another series of punches sent him flying.

But as he kept swinging his fist, March 7th realized something was wrong.

It feels a bit too light.

She stopped her attack and turned around sharply, meeting Scott's gaze as he held aloft a red-hot iron bar the size of a telephone pole.

"Hey! You're only realizing it now? Too late!"

As the stick swung down, March 7th, seeing the enormous shadow, quickly dodged.

"BOOM!!"

In an instant, the arena was once again engulfed in chaos, with dust billowing everywhere.

Miraculously, March 7th emerged unscathed.

"No, why?!" Scott gripped the stick, his eyes wide.

I clearly saw myself hit this guy, how come he's completely fine?!

It's as if, in the instant of being attacked, it transforms into a visible but intangible spirit.

What kind of move is that?!

“You’re right, but I’m going to start my attack.” March 7th once again assumed a fighting stance, ready to launch an attack on Scott.

"Fine, fine, you've got guts! You're amazing! You're capable!!"

Scott stood there, angrily giving March 7th a thumbs up.

"I refuse to believe it! I've spent so much money upgrading myself like this, and I still can't beat a country bumpkin like you?!"

He quickly plucked a few strands of hair and blew them forward.

Suddenly, many clones identical to Scott appeared, wielding sticks and staring directly at March 7th.

"Come on, let's see if your fist is harder, or my iron rod!!"

Scott acted simultaneously the instant he appeared again on March 7.

He leaped high and swung the iron bar.

At the same time, the clones around him also made the exact same movements as him, all raising their iron rods and getting up.