504: Zhang fights with his fists and defeats the ape

The next moment, Li Mingxuan suddenly flashed onto the arena.

For a moment, both Great Xia and the demon beasts were startled, followed by a series of exclamations.

"Come back quickly, this is not a battle you can participate in!"

"Why is a Wu Zong Realm fourth-level making trouble? Isn't the situation bad enough?"

"Come back, let me go. Even if it's an unfair victory, my Great Xia cannot lose!"

Compared to the various worries and dissuasions from Great Xia, the Demon Clan was full of sneers and mockery.

"Hahaha, is the Great Xia Human Clan so lacking in talent now that they're sending out a guy in the mid-Wu Zong Realm?"

"Exactly, and he's only at the fourth level of Wu Zong Realm. I'm afraid he can't even take one kick from me?"

"Everyone, do you want to bet on how many moves he can withstand from Great General Sun?"

Facing the noisy voices around him, Li Mingxuan's expression did not change at all. He just quietly looked at Sun Changsheng in front of him.

"I'll give you time to recover, then we'll fight!"

His voice was so calm, as if he didn't put Sun Changsheng in his eyes.

Sun Changsheng, hearing this, laughed heartily, "Just based on you..."

Suddenly, Sun Changsheng's laughter stopped abruptly because he felt a fatal threat!

And the source of this threat was the Human Clan youth in front of him. His eyes were full of shock.

The other party was clearly only at the fourth level of Wu Zong Realm, so why did he give him such a feeling?

But he quickly recovered and grinned, "You are stronger than Ye Lingtian. Wait a moment!"

After saying that, he disregarded the surprised gazes of the others and began to recover by sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, a pure Divine Soul power emerged from the Demon Clan audience seats and entered Sun Changsheng's body.

This caused his recovery speed to instantly increase by more than ten times.

"Who is this person? He actually made Sun Changsheng give such an evaluation?"

Suddenly, someone recognized Li Mingxuan's identity and couldn't help but exclaim.

"This, this is Li Mingxuan, the national college Prodigy three years ago, the strongest dark horse of all time!"

After this person spoke, someone immediately remembered Li Mingxuan's identity.

After all, in recent years, Li Mingxuan had only become famous once in the national college competition, and there hadn't been any major actions since then.

This led to people gradually forgetting about his existence, and they were more shocked as to why the other party would fight at this time.

In the corner, Oriental Ling and Baili Ziyuan immediately looked at the Demon Clan audience seats after sensing the pure power just now.

"They are just helping him recover, there are no other means."

Baili Ziyuan explained, and Oriental Ling nodded slightly, looking at Lan Cang.

"He is indeed extraordinary, but he should have refused originally. How did you persuade him?"

Although Li Mingxuan was only thinking internally earlier, his subtle body movements did not escape his sharp eyes.

"He wants Earth Origin Essence Gold and Dark Extinction Meteorite Gold. I agreed."

"Why? Is he worth your trust?"

Oriental Ling looked at Lan Cang with some surprise. Although Earth Origin Essence Gold and Dark Extinction Meteorite Gold are precious, even when the people from Star Technology wanted them, he didn't agree.

But since Lan Cang had agreed, he had no reason to refuse, because he knew the other party must have his own reasons.

"The premise is that he can defeat Sun Changsheng and all the Demon Clan who come to the stage this time!"

Baili Ziyuan looked deeply at the spear-carrying youth on the stage, "There are several exceptionally powerful Wu Zong Peak in the Demon Clan. Does he have the ability?"

"Let's wait and see. Such a young man is rare."

Lan Cang didn't say anything more, just looked at the youth on the stage.

Oriental Ling and Baili Ziyuan exchanged glances and also looked over, because Sun Changsheng had already recovered by this time.

"Come on, we can fight now."

Saying this, Sun Changsheng's aura surged to its Peak. Holding a long staff, his Battle Intent erupted, ready to attack at any moment.

Meanwhile, Li Mingxuan slowly opened his eyes. The next moment, he actually assumed a boxing stance, ready to face the enemy.

"You're not using your spear?"

Sun Changsheng looked at Li Mingxuan with some surprise, then showed a look of anger.

"Are you saying I'm not worthy of you using your spear?"

Li Mingxuan didn't speak, but just took a step forward. A fist intent that had reached the late Harmony Realm suddenly erupted.

His entire aura also became heavy and wild, surprisingly not weaker than Sun Changsheng, the Battle Saint Ape!

"Good, if that's the case, then go to hell!"

Sun Changsheng roared, his body suddenly surged, muscles bulging, as if a real battle ape had awakened. The staff shadow was like a mountain, carrying a whistling wind, heading straight for Li Mingxuan's chest.

This strike condensed all his strength, intending to kill with one blow, to let this Human Clan youth who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth see the terror of the Demon Clan Martial Artist.

Facing the overwhelming staff, Li Mingxuan's eyes were still as calm as water. His feet were as steady as a rock, and there was a faint light flickering on his fists.

He slightly shifted his body, as if merging with the air, cleverly avoiding the most ferocious part of the staff shadow. At the same time, he threw a punch, hitting the staff body directly, making a loud "bang". He actually forcibly deflected Sun Changsheng's strike.

"What!"

In the audience seats, both the Human Clan and the Demon Clan let out cries of disbelief.

Sun Changsheng's staff strike, even Demon Clan powerhouses of the same level wouldn't dare to easily take it head-on, yet Li Mingxuan, a seemingly ordinary Wu Zong Realm fourth-level youth, could so easily resolve it. How could this not be shocking?

Sun Changsheng's expression changed slightly, but then an even more violent aura surged from his body. Clearly, he was completely enraged.

"Kid, I want to see how long you can last!"

Before his words fell, his body surged again. His staff techniques were like a raging storm, each strike capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks, pressing towards Li Mingxuan.

Li Mingxuan, on the other hand, responded to all changes with constancy. His boxing technique was ancient and profound, sometimes like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, sometimes like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain. Every collision with Sun Changsheng's staff shadow would stir up visible ripples, causing the entire arena to tremble.

As time passed, Li Mingxuan's fist intent became increasingly sharp. Each attack seemed to contain a unique artistic conception, while Sun Changsheng's attacks, although fierce, gradually showed signs of waning strength.

The discussions in the Demon Clan audience seats also changed from initial mockery to worry. They stared intently at Li Mingxuan, their eyes seemingly still carrying a hint of disbelief.

Finally, after a fierce exchange, Li Mingxuan seized the opportunity and threw a punch that carried a thunderous roar, hitting Sun Changsheng squarely in the chest. The latter was heavily injured and flew backward, crashing heavily onto the edge of the arena, kicking up a cloud of dust.

As the dust settled, Sun Changsheng struggled to his feet, his face pale. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather soaring Battle Intent.

"Li Mingxuan, right? Then let you witness the true power of my Battle Saint Ape!"

With a deafening roar, Sun Changsheng's body suddenly transformed into a Golden Giant Ape over three meters tall.

"Come on!"