A Guide to Surviving the Mysterious Dungeon and the Twelve Talismans

As soon as Yang Wanli finished speaking, he slowly descended and returned to the main seat on the high platform.

In an instant, the arena fell silent once again.

"Kill!" A furious roar erupted from the arena.

The next moment, a large number of martial artists on the arena began to attack those around them.

The entire arena was filled with surging energy and blood, and all sorts of martial arts techniques were dancing wildly.

Zhou An stood still, lost in thought about how to quickly become the champion of martial arts.

If he defeats everyone directly, can he become the martial arts champion?

Zhou An thought it might actually be a good idea.

Even if we can't achieve that, we can still take down more people.

Zhou An immediately began to sacrifice his own flesh and blood.

Because there were so many people present, it was not appropriate to sacrifice limbs directly, so Zhou An sacrificed his own internal organs.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou An's three-dimensional attributes increased tenfold, reaching a full 50,000 points.

Five thousand times the strength of an ordinary person, a single punch can deliver the force of five hundred tons.

To put this into perspective, the largest land animal in the world is the elephant, and an adult elephant only weighs about 5 tons.

What are third-tier Qi-opening realm martial artists, what are fourth-tier True Essence realm experts? All of them were killed with a single punch.

As for the fifth-tier Core Formation Realm, he had only used the Flame Burst Bomb to kill a fifth-tier Strange Being, and he didn't know if his power was enough to kill it with a single punch.

"Die!" A large sword came straight at Zhou An from behind.

A crisp "clang!" rang out.

Then the large sword shattered completely.

"This... how is this possible?" The martial artist who launched the sneak attack was immediately shocked.

At this moment, Zhou An turned to look at the man: "Your swordsmanship is not bad, but it's a pity you're a bit weak."

The next instant, Zhou An raised his hand and slammed his fist into the ground.

"Boom!"

The enormous roar echoed throughout the entire arena.

Everyone could feel the earth shaking.

Looking at the arena again, a arena made of special spiritual materials, capable of withstanding battles at the True Essence Realm, it actually collapsed instantly.

Centered on Zhou An's fist, a terrifying shockwave spread out in all directions.

Wherever the shockwave passed, the arena instantly shattered.

"Ah~~!"

"What...what is this?"

Amidst the deafening roar, a large number of martial artists were swept away by the shockwave, finally falling off the stage with cries of pain.

Such a huge commotion plunged the entire arena into silence for the third time.

The powerful and wealthy businessmen above also stared blankly at the scene.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only a hundred or so people remained on the shattered arena.

They all looked at Zhou An with expressions of horror.

Those hundred or so people included several fourth-tier martial artists and some peak third-tier martial artists.

Meanwhile, in the outermost areas, some weaker martial artists also survived.

As for the other nearly nine hundred martial artists, they were all knocked off the stage by the powerful force of the punches.

Just like the martial artist who had previously slashed Zhou An, he was sent flying over a hundred meters into the air and landed on an open area in the audience, where he was seriously injured.

Zhou An remained relatively restrained, and no one was killed or injured, after all, it was just a martial arts tournament.

Zhou An turned to look at the hundred or so survivors and immediately raised his fist, ready to continue.

Before Zhou An could even throw his fist, Yang Wanli's voice rang out: "This young man's punching power is truly astonishing. The first match is over. Everyone on the stage will advance directly to the second match."

Upon hearing this, Zhou An withdrew his fist with some regret.

"My God, this person is truly formidable."

"Yes, one punch turned the arena into ruins and eliminated 90% of the martial artists."

"Could this person be a martial artist at the peak of the True Essence Realm?"

"Peak of the True Essence Realm, I think it's already reached an even higher level..."

A tremendous uproar immediately erupted in the arena.

"Sir, this is the man who threw me out," Zhang Quan said, leaning close to Wang Mu, his face full of horror.

"Is this the person? The power of that punch was already comparable to mine." Wang Mu's pupils contracted slightly.

Then he felt a sense of relief, thankful that he hadn't caused Zhou An any trouble during this time.

"Investigate this person's background as quickly as possible," Wang Mu instructed Zhang Quan.

"Yes, sir," Zhang Quan replied and immediately withdrew.

The other powerful and wealthy businessmen also had their subordinates gather information about Zhou An's identity and background.

Chapter 122 All of you come at me together

Yang Wanli also looked at Zhou An with a face full of shock.

He felt he couldn't withstand the power of that punch.

"How come this kind of person has appeared in this year's martial arts tournament?" Yang Wanli shook his head.

"My lord, there are only 103 people left on the field now, and it will be difficult to rank the top 200," the advisor said to Yang Wanli.

"It's alright. Those who are eliminated will each receive a third-tier Qi and Blood Pill as a consolation prize," Yang Wanli waved his hand.

From the 200th to the 101st person, each person should be given a bottle (10 pills) of Qi and Blood Pills.

If there are 100 people, that's 1,000 grains. Give one grain to each of those who are eliminated without knowing their ranking, and there will still be plenty left over.

The shattered arena was barely discernible in its outline.

The hundred or so people on the stage looked at Zhou An with fear in their eyes.

This one move alone was enough to crush all of them.

Those few participants who were at the early stage of the True Essence Realm were also extremely frightened.

However, they would not admit defeat so easily. Instead, they exchanged glances, seemingly preparing to join forces.

We'll see what the rules are for the second game.

"The rules for the second match were originally two-on-one battles, but now this arena..."

Yang Wanli glanced at the shattered arena and paused.

Just as he was about to speak again, Zhou An said, "Lord Yang, I think we don't need to organize any complicated competitions."

“All of these people combined are no match for me. I’m standing here, and if they can make me move even half a step, I’ll admit defeat.”

"If that doesn't work, how about they announce me as the champion of this martial arts tournament?"

Zhou An was too lazy to go to any one-on-one matches. He wanted to finish the battle quickly, win the martial arts championship, and complete the mission.

Yang Wanli frowned when he was interrupted.

Upon hearing Zhou An's words, he looked slightly surprised.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Although you are very strong, it's still no problem for you to move even half a step."

“Among the remaining martial artists, there are still some at the True Essence Realm.” Yang Wanli felt that Zhou An had underestimated his opponent.

"Hmph, what a boastful tone! We acknowledge your strength, but to move even half a step? Are you trying to humiliate us?"

"What a joke! Do you really think we can't make you move an inch?"

The remaining martial artists were immediately filled with righteous indignation.

"I'm sure they're nothing but chickens and dogs, and I don't want to waste my time," Zhou An said calmly, glancing at the martial artists.

"My lord, we are willing."

"My lord, this man is too arrogant. We must not only make him move, but also defeat him."

A group of martial artists immediately cupped their hands and said.

Yang Wanli looked at Zhou An and said, "I'll ask you one more time, are you sure you want to do this? If you lose, you will be ranked outside the top 100 and will only get a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills."

Zhou An nodded: "I'm sure."

"Since you all agree, let's do as you say."

"The rules for the second match are as follows: take this piece as the center, keep both feet firmly on the ground and do not move an inch, and the time limit is 15 minutes."

"During this period, you may attack him at will," Yang Wanli announced the rules of the second match.

"Wait!" Zhou An suddenly called out to stop them.

"What?" Yang Wanli looked at Zhou An, his face expressionless.

"Could it be that you've changed your mind?"

"Indeed, with so many martial artists among us, how dare you utter such arrogant words?"

"Do you feel you lack confidence and want to back out?"

The martial artists on the arena immediately began to mock them.

"Lord Yang, I just feel that a quarter of an hour is too short. Let's extend the time to half an hour."

"If they can make me move even half a step within this half hour, I will admit defeat," Zhou An said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the martial artists looked as if they had seen a ghost.