Chapter 72: Langya

  It is well known that Fatso's body is relatively large, and when both hands are put together to move downwards, there will be a relatively large gap between the two hands. At the moment Mu Tianzun appeared in this gap, his originally bent legs suddenly straightened like a spring, and with a whooshing sound, he passed through the gap. However, the gap was too big, allowing Mu Tianzun's iron fist to follow his body and charge up as well.

  A Lushan Shenglongba-like move, directly hit Liu Xingfu's chin, the fatty layer on Liu Xingfu's chin dissipated its force, but also made the fat tremble, and at this moment of trembling, the neck hidden under the fat was exposed! Mu Tianzun threw another punch, straight at that neck!

  Just then, an anomaly suddenly appeared!

  Liu Xingfu's two hands suddenly came together, instantly embracing Mu Tianzun. The powerful force pressed against Mu Tianzun's body, causing the power in his hand to decrease by several degrees. When he struck Liu Xingfu's neck, it could only tear open the fatty flesh on his neck, but had little destructive power on his throat.

  "Haha, come give your brother a hug." Liu Xingfu's hands tightened, like a giant python binding its prey. Mu Tianzun let out a cry of surprise and struggled with both hands, but Liu Xingfu's strength only grew greater. Mu Tianzun swung his fist at Liu Xingfu's face, but the latter simply dodged it, occasionally getting hit a few times without suffering any major harm, just some minor bruises. However, Mu Tianzun couldn't take it anymore - Liu Xingfu's grip was getting tighter and tighter, the thick fat pressing down on him making it hard for him to breathe, and he could almost hear his bones creaking in protest.

  If this goes on, I'll be squeezed to death by him!

  Mu Tianzun seemed to have made up his mind, using all the strength in his body. His foot suddenly kicked out, and his knee cap violently collided with Liu Xingfu's "happiness root". Although this "happiness root" had been through many battles on the battlefield, it was not as strong as steel, and its fat reserves were also limited. So when Mu Tianzun's knee cap struck it, it felt like being hit by lightning, and the strength in Liu Xingfu's hands suddenly decreased. Mu Tianzun took advantage of this opening, his two hands struggling free, and he finally escaped from Liu Xingfu's embrace.

  "My grass, you're really sinister." Liu Xingfu bowed his waist, covering his lower body with both hands, and the fat on his face twisted together. "Are you a top-ranked expert in the Dragon List? Does a top-ranked expert in the Dragon List have a move like 'Monkey Plucking Peaches'? If I'm not satisfied in the future, I'll make sure to let you sing a song of 'Flowers'."

  Mu Tianzun, however, showed no signs of embarrassment. After all, this was the arena, and as long as he could win, nothing else mattered. On the contrary, taking advantage of his opponent's weakness to end his life, Mu Tianzun accelerated again and kicked Liu Xingfu in the head with a whip-like leg. Liu Xingfu barely had time to block it with one hand, but his body was knocked back several steps, and every step he took on the ground sounded like thunder.

  Mu Tianzun swung his iron fist again, and Liu Xingfu's speed suddenly slowed down. Several places on his body were hit by Mu Tianzun, and slowly the fat could not completely dissipate the force, his face tightened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

  "Cheers!" Liu Xingfu let out a loud shout, the pain in his body had already recovered, he could use his full strength to fight against Mu Tianzun again. The two of them went back and forth on the stage, occasionally accompanied by Liu Xingfu's curses. These five minutes passed just like that.

  "Halt!" The old man with the white beard shouted. The two were now fully engaged in their fight and didn't listen to the old man's command. The old man furrowed his brow, leaped into the fray, and with one hand on each side, "Bang", took all of their attacks, causing a chaotic turbulence in the air.

  "Stop it, all of you! If you continue fighting, you'll be considered losers." The old man with a white beard said.

  The two had no choice but to stop in their tracks, for they knew that this old man was not someone to be trifled with.

  "This time, Mu Tianzun won and advanced to fifth place, while Liu Xingfu retreated to sixth. The two of them will receive their rewards in the capital city."

  Liu Xingfu looked somewhat indignant and dissatisfied, but he was afraid of the old man with a white beard, so he had to reluctantly step down.

  "Mu Tianzun, are you challenging Chen Daoling?" asked White Beard. The winner will be qualified to continue the challenge.

  "No." Mu Tianzun shook his head. He was already injured, and even if he were at his peak, facing Chen Daoling would only give him a 30% chance of winning. Now, he didn't even have a single percent chance of winning, so there was no need to challenge him anymore.

  The old man with a white beard nodded and called out, "Since you won't challenge, then Chen Daoling, you can challenge the third on the Dragon List, Langya."

  Chen Daoling nodded slightly and jumped lightly, as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard, and arrived at the boxing ring from afar.

  "Third on the Dragon List? Which one?" Zhao Tiezhu looked around but didn't see anyone who seemed to be going on stage.

  "I'm not clear either, those top three on the Dragon List are all very mysterious." Lei Zi replied.

  At this moment, a middle-aged man in his 40s walked onto the stage with an easy pace. He looked no different from ordinary people and seemed like a passerby, without any aura on him.

  "Is this a master?" Zhao Tiezhu wondered.

  The people below had already gotten used to it, Chen Daoling's face was calm as he brought the ancient sword that was slung behind his back to the front and said lightly to Langya, "Come on."

  That evil and strange smile. After the old man with a white beard shouted "begin", a figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Daoling.

  The speed is not fast at all, it's just a simple stepping stone.

  Chen Daoling was like facing a great enemy, holding his sword in one hand and drawing a simple circle with a loud "peng".

  The majestic aura radiated in all directions, and the original Taiji seal carved out by that long sword remained perfectly intact under Langya's simple punch. Chen Daoling continued to draw circles at a slow pace, stepping with the Eight Trigrams steps, while Zhao Tiezhu had an illusion, as if everything around him, heaven and earth, merged with his sword, entering that non-existent circle, it was a breath of returning to simplicity and truth, a temperament that encompassed the world.

  "Unexpectedly, your state of mind has improved so much."

  Chen Daoling remained unmoved and unresponsive, but the sword in his hand moved with a rhythm that was both slow and swift, making people's breathing follow its beat, sometimes urgent, sometimes gentle.

  I won't last ten minutes in his hands! Zhao Tiezhu said with a serious face.

  A hint of bewilderment flashed in Lei's eyes. Chen Daoling's martial arts had reached a realm, a realm that made him look up to in admiration.

  "Let me break your mood." Langya waved his hand, like a phantom, five consecutive sounds, like cannonballs, exploded on Chen Daoling's sword. Chen Daoling's face turned pale, his body retreated several steps, and his face turned red again.

  Langya took a slow step forward, and suddenly, the Taiji sword was like a dragon emerging from the sea, emitting waves of dragon roars, carrying dazzling cold light rushing towards Langya.

  A sly smile played on his lips, and he snapped his fingers together.

  Boom.

  The sword tip was held by Langya's two fingers, and it seemed that the antelope was bitten by a crocodile, unable to move in the slightest.

  "The state of mind is enough, but the strength is not. If you hadn't been injured back then, I would have been the one to get hurt." Langya sighed and flicked his finger on the sword tip, and the ancient sword let out a loud sound. Chen Daoling tried to grab the hilt, but the force combined with Langya's unique state of mind completely shattered his Taiji state of mind. The ancient sword flew out several meters and its body was entirely embedded in the floorboard, showing just how sharp it was.