103: Chapter 103 Continuous Punches Explode

He kicked off with his left foot.

The floor tiles within a three-foot radius were all shattered to pieces.

His right fist punched out, aiming straight for the Bedrock Puppet's left leg.

Blood Qi condensed on his fist, emitting a shimmering white light.

Xu Changsheng's height barely reached the giant ape's ankle; his figure flying forward to pounce on the latter was like a mantis trying to stop a carriage.

The scene in everyone's eyes seemed to freeze at this very instant.

Very quickly.

Fist and stone collided.

"Rumble!"

A shockwave rippled outward from the center of the arena.

Although gravel and debris were swept up by the fierce wind, forming a ripple of stones.

The figures of the man and the Puppet were faintly visible amidst the dust and stones.

Wanting to see clearly, the crowd moved forward several steps, some even a dozen steps.

“Bang!”

The next moment.

A massive figure flew out from the dust and smoke, slamming heavily against the light barrier.

Upon seeing this scene.

*Gulp.*

The sound of people swallowing saliva echoed in unison.

“Fellow Daoist Lin actually won!”

“What kind of power is this? He sent the Bedrock Puppet flying with a single punch.”

“Is he even human?”

Everyone was dumbstruck.

Fourth Disciple also stared fixedly at ‘Lin Fan,’ finally understanding why his Junior Sister had been so hell-bent on taking him as a Disciple that day.

Yellow Ox had told Chu Linger to stabilize her Realm, increase her experience, and acquire enough Legacy foundation before taking on a Disciple.

After all, the fifth Junior Brother and sixth Junior Sister hadn't recruited any Disciples yet; instead, Chu Linger, being the youngest Disciple, had recruited one first.

It was somewhat hard to justify.

But Chu Linger had staked everything on it, even threatening to leave the sect.

He hadn't understood back then and had even stepped forward to dissuade her.

“In the end, I'm just getting old.”

Fourth Disciple rubbed his forehead, looking at ‘Lin Fan’ with an appreciative gaze, muttering to himself: “With a Qi Refining posture, he practices Second Rank Body Refining. This lad has a very promising Immortal path ahead of him.”

“If only he were my Disciple. Giving him to Junior Sister Chu is simply a waste of a heavenly treasure.”

However, on the arena.

The Bedrock Puppet had not lost.

It kicked off the light barrier with its hind foot, and without touching the ground, it returned to the floor.

Its extremely shallow intelligence told it that it had met an evenly matched opponent.

Its hands continuously beat its chest, making sounds like metal striking stone.

Xu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he once again condensed his Blood Qi power.

Both sides tacitly attacked at the same time.

This time.

Neither side held back their strength.

A close-quarters battle suddenly unfolded.

You punch me.

I kick you.

Xu Changsheng did not use any mana, making the fight look like a contest between Martial Forest experts in the mortal world.

The crowd below the stage marveled at the sight.

...

However, the fight did not last long.

Xu Changsheng, his body steaming with sweat, exerted his full strength, not intending to get bogged down with a Puppet that had a near-infinite supply of spiritual energy.

His figure moved, leaving footprints behind.

He closed in on the stone ape.

He thought to himself: “Continuous Strike Punches!”

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...”

Punches fell like hail all over the Bedrock Puppet.

He didn't know how many punches he had thrown.

Xu Changsheng stomped and kicked it directly off the arena.

Silence.

Seeing that ‘Lin Fan’ had truly won, no one said a word, including Fourth Disciple.

Xu Changsheng turned around and cupped his hands: “Senior Tang, this counts as my win, doesn't it? Could you please announce it?”

Fourth Disciple finally snapped out of it and cleared his throat: “Naturally. As for the foundation establishment pill, please wait a m—”

Suddenly, a commotion came from below the arena.

A series of crisp “crack, snap” sounds came from inside the Bedrock Puppet, which was covered in countless scars and slumped on the ground.

It was as if something was growing rapidly.

Then, as if its outer shell was being burst open, its entire body exploded from the inside out with a “boom.”

Debris scattered like rain.

This scene.

Once again silenced the crowd who were about to cheer.

Until several breaths later.

“Good!”

Someone led the way, and cheers of approval followed one after another.

“Fellow Daoist Lin is mighty!”

This battle was so hearty and vivid that even the onlookers felt a sense of satisfaction.

Fist-to-flesh combat was far more exhilarating than battles where people stood far away throwing Magical Artifacts and Spells.

Moreover, the stifled emotions they had felt from being oppressed by the Second Rank aura earlier were now released.

“Clap, clap, clap.”

Everyone began to applaud.

They were even more incredibly impressed by a Cultivator like ‘Lin Fan,’ who completed a cross-rank battle purely with his own physical body without relying on external items.

“As expected of a top Disciple from the Immortal City! His reputation is well-deserved.”

Some, inspired by Xu Changsheng, even walked to the front of the arena, eager to try.

After all, if a Qi Refining Cultivator, even one who practiced Body Refining, could explode a Puppet with his bare hands.

Then if they used some Spells and Magical Artifacts, wouldn't they be able to do it too?

In their heat of the moment.

They completely forgot how He Fangru and Zhou Yu had lost.

Fourth Disciple saw that the Bedrock Puppet had actually been blown apart.

His hand, which was pressing on his Storage Pouch, froze and then slowly lowered. He gave a slight smile: “Since Martial Nephew Lin has broken the Bedrock Puppet, please take the foundation establishment pill for yourself.”

“Very well.”

Xu Changsheng nodded and walked down the arena.

He made a summoning gesture with his hand.

The next moment.

A dark gold Medicinal Pill flew out.

Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Xu Changsheng put the foundation establishment pill into his Storage Pouch.

Then he cupped his hands to Fourth Disciple again: “Junior will not delay Senior Martial Uncle from continuing to host the arena. I happen to have some matters to attend to.”

Fourth Disciple had no objections and waved his hand: “Go ahead, Martial Nephew.”

Then he collected the fragments of the Bedrock Puppet. This kind of Puppet was made from a High Grade Second Rank spiritual material called Restoration Rock.

Although the quality of the refined Puppet had dropped by two grades, the advantage was that the cost of restoration was very small. Otherwise, with this rate of consumption, the Immortal City would suffer a huge loss.

The crowd made way for Xu Changsheng one after another.

Their mouths were full of praise: “Fellow Daoist Lin is strong! Your deeds will soon spread throughout the entire Chu Country cultivation world.”

“Does Fellow Daoist Lin have a marriage partner? This little girl is willing to marry Fellow Daoist as a wife, or even a concubine.”

Xu Changsheng did not reply, maintaining the posture of a strong expert.

Until his figure disappeared around a distant corner.

At this time.

The Cultivators who were rubbing their hands were ready, and the first Cultivator stepped directly onto the arena.

“Here I come.”

Fourth Disciple took out a second Bedrock Puppet from his Storage Pouch.

The one that had been smashed was slowly recovering.

Soon, the next battle began.

This Cultivator directly summoned nine Medium Grade Flying Swords, which looked quite intimidating.

The people waiting in line behind him cheered.

However, the result was like a bucket of cold water poured over their hearts.

The Flying Swords were simply unable to withstand a single blow.

The giant ape swung its massive arms and knocked down all the Flying Swords.

Seeing the Puppet approach, that Cultivator was so scared that he jumped off the arena.

It was the same for those who followed; no one could withstand the Puppet's sharpness.

Until an hour later.

When Fourth Disciple's Disciple, Ximen Qing, appeared and released an offensive Second Rank Medium Grade Puppet, did someone finally get the foundation establishment pill again.

...

Xu Changsheng naturally didn't know what happened afterward.

He had also encountered trouble.

Ahead.

Zhou Yu was blocking his path, staring fixedly at him, her willow-like brows furrowed.

“Is Fellow Daoist Lin truly unwilling to become a Guest Elder of our Zhou Family?”