461: Mo Yu goes to battle

To everyone's surprise, Wang Xiaopang did not activate his Myriad Talisman Dao Body to condense Talismans.

Instead, he kicked off the ground violently, his body charging straight toward Liu Wuwang like a cannonball launched from a barrel!

His speed was shockingly fast, bringing with it a whistling wind as he instantly closed the distance between himself and Liu Wuwang.

“Hmm? He wants to fight in close quarters?”

A flash of surprise crossed Liu Wuwang's eyes, followed by a cold sneer.

“Giving up the advantage of your Talismans and daydreaming about fighting me with your Physical Body? Truly foolish!”

One must know that while his Wuwei Dao Body excelled at dissipating energy, his Physical Body had also been tempered by the top-tier Body Refining methods of the Dao Zang Academy.

It was already tough and powerful, far beyond what an ordinary Prodigy could compare to; he had absolute confidence in close-quarters combat.

Before his voice had even faded, Wang Xiaopang had already closed in!

He gave Liu Wuwang no chance to react, clenching his chubby right fist and punching directly at Liu Wuwang's face with a terrifying sharp sound that tore through the air!

Liu Wuwang's heart skipped a beat. Without time to think, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, instantly infusing them with Divine Power, intending to rely on his own strong Physical Body to take the punch head-on.

“Bang—!” The fist and arms collided violently, and a deafening explosion echoed through the square!

Violent power surged toward Liu Wuwang like a tsunami, and he felt a piercing pain radiate from his arms.

With a crisp “crack,” his crossed arms were actually shattered by the shock!

He was sent flying backward as if struck by a heavy blow, spitting out a large mouthful of blood in mid-air, his eyes filled with extreme horror and disbelief.

He never expected that his Physical Body, which he considered quite strong, would be so vulnerable before this fatty's fist!

“Boom!”

Liu Wuwang slammed heavily into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. The grayish-white halo around him instantly vanished, and his aura completely withered away.

With just one punch, he had been flattened by Wang Xiaopang, losing even the strength to struggle back up.

This all happened in the blink of an eye; from Wang Xiaopang's close-range punch to Liu Wuwang being flattened, only an instant had passed!

The Prodigies in the audience were completely dumbfounded, their mouths agape, faces filled with dull shock, forgetting even to cry out in surprise!

“My god, this... this was way too fast, wasn't it?”

After a long while, a trembling voice finally broke the silence.

“Senior Brother Liu was actually flattened by Junior Brother Wang with just one punch?”

“Too terrifying! Just how strong is this fatty's physical explosive power? He can still be this fierce even after giving up his Talismans?”

“Previously, I thought Junior Brother Wang would surely lose against the Wuwei Dao Body, but it turned out to be a total crushing? This reversal is just too ridiculous!”

Su Fentian, who had just lost, was also dazed. He finally understood that his loss to this fatty was by no means an accident!

Wang Xiaopang shook his slightly numb fist and looked at Liu Wuwang, who lay motionless on the ground.

As if suddenly remembering something, he spoke to his now-unconscious opponent in a slow, almost conversational tone, adding a sentence:

“Oh, right, Senior Brother Liu. I forgot to mention just now...”

He paused, and under the gaze of the dead silence and countless horrified eyes, he gave a shy smile.

“Besides knowing how to draw a few Talismans, I also happen to know a bit about fist and foot combat.”

After saying this, he ignored the massive waves his words caused in everyone's hearts, slumped his face again, and muttered softly:

“I already said I just wanted to have a good meal, yet you insisted on looking for a beating. Now no one should come to disturb me, right?”

Everyone looked at the fatty in the arena who was dusting off his hands and grumbling about going back to eat, then looked at the famous Prodigy lying on the ground.

“As expected, none of those who can reach the absolute peak of the Heavenly Ladder are monsters that can be judged by common sense...”

An older student murmured to himself, voicing the thoughts of everyone present.

If Wang Xiaopang's previous victory over Su Fentian had showcased exquisite Talisman wisdom and tactical layout that left people in awe,

then his one-punch crushing of Liu Wuwang showcased an absolute power that was unreasonable and overbearing!

The shock brought by this level of physical domination was even more direct and thorough!

At this moment, no one dared to look down on him even slightly because of his lazy demeanor.

The gaze everyone directed at him was filled with an unspeakable gravity, and even a hint of awe.

After these two battles, Wang Xiaopang had used his indisputable strength to completely establish his position at the very top of this generation's Prodigies!

The atmosphere of the subsequent banquet became subtle yet enthusiastic.

Several more sparring matches took place, and these battles were equally exciting, drawing bursts of cheers.

However, with Wang Xiaopang's two stunning—even frightening—performances as a benchmark, the following matches always felt a bit lacking in heart-pounding impact.

The terrifying image of that fatty sending the Wuwei Dao Body flying with a single punch still lingered in everyone's minds.

Just as the banquet's atmosphere was gradually heating up and everyone was in the middle of deep discussions and exchanges,

a low roar filled with Battle Intent rang out like muffled thunder, drowning out the noise in the arena.

“Roar!”

Beside Wang Xiaopang, Qilin Son Mo Yu took a step forward!

His blood and Qi boiled slightly, and a raging Battle Intent burned in his golden pupils. His gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing straight toward the calm, azure-clothed figure sitting in the corner of the audience!

“Wang Zhan! During the battle at the Old Site of the Demon Heaven Sect, my Dao Heart was flawed and my Bloodline was not pure, so I lost to you and had nothing to say.

Now, the Qilin Blood has been restored, and my Dao Heart is as clear as a mirror. Do you dare to step down and continue our previous battle?!”

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time!

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like cold water hitting boiling oil; the place erupted!

Everyone's eyes, filled with heat and anticipation, focused in unison on the azure-clothed figure in the corner!

The true clash between dragon and tiger was finally about to begin!

Under the gaze of thousands, Wang Zhan slowly set down his wine cup.

He looked up, his expression calm.

“Why wouldn't I dare? Let's fight!”

He stood up without any extra words and simply walked toward the center of the arena.

His steps were steady, and each footfall seemed to tread upon the very veins of the Cloud Sea Platform.

The Heavenly Azure Sacred Body did not need to be intentionally activated; its very existence resonated with heaven and earth.

The two of them stood in the arena, a hundred feet apart, facing each other from a distance.

Without the need for words, their Battle Intent had already manifested into a physical impact, clashing violently between them!

Boom—!”

The Void Realm trembled as an invisible airwave exploded outward from the center. It caused the robes of some nearby Prodigies to flap wildly, and their expressions changed slightly as they subconsciously took half a step back.

“Fight!”

Mo Yu was the first to erupt. No longer suppressing himself, he let out a deafening Qilin roar toward the sky!

A Crimson-Gold Divine Light soared into the sky, and fine, ancient, Mo Yu-colored Qilin scales emerged on his skin, flowing with a dark gold luster. He crouched slightly, then stomped the ground violently!

His entire being transformed into a crimson-gold torrent of destruction, tearing through the air as he charged straight at Wang Zhan!

It was wild, domineering, and filled with the most primitive sense of power!

“Good!”

A brilliant light burst from Wang Zhan's eyes. Neither dodging nor evading, he also took a step forward and threw a simple punch!

“Dong—!!!!”

The fist collided fiercely with the Qilin Claw Phantom!

A blinding light exploded, and a circular airwave spread outward like a tsunami, crashing against the protective formation at the edge of the Cloud Sea Platform. The light barrier flickered intensely as ripples surged wildly!

The expressions of the many spectating Prodigies changed drastically; they all activated their spiritual energy for protection and retreated hastily!

As the dust settled slightly, the two figures in the arena could be seen separating after the initial contact, each retreating several steps.

They seemed evenly matched, but Mo Yu's pupils shrank slightly. A faint sensation of numbness actually came from his claws, which were bolstered by his Qilin True Body!

Wang Zhan's Physical Body and strength were more than just a level stronger than before!