“Amazing!”
“Both of them have cultivated their physical bodies to an extraordinary degree!”
“How did they train?”
The Earth-tier experts who hadn’t yet fought watched Jun Changxiao and the ascetic monk powerfully clash their physical strength, and immediately felt ashamed of their own abilities.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a muffled sound came over.
“Thud, thud, thud!”
The ascetic monk explosively retreated several steps and exclaimed in shock, “Your physical body’s strength is not inferior to this humble monk’s!”
Jun Gou Sheng smiled and said, “Just a trivial skill, nothing worth mentioning.”
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched slightly.
Was this guy being modest or showing off?
If you asked who in the Eternal Sect had the strongest physical body?
Many people might instinctively think of Xiao Zui Ji—after all, he not only primarily cultivated it but also mained it as a tank.
However, that was only among the disciples.
If you expanded the scope to the entire sect, the strongest physical bodies would definitely include Purple Lin Demon King, and definitely include Jun Changxiao!
Gou Sheng’s high defensive attributes didn’t just come from the Body Sculpting Pills, the Sculpting Chamber, and the Training Tower—there was an even more important element: when he obtained the Sacred Flame Body, he had been tempered by dozens of Sacred-grade and Divine-grade fire seeds!
At the Dragon-Tiger Championship, he withstood a palm strike from the Upper Realm with his bare body. At the Planar Battlefield, he withstood Upper Realm thunder tribulation with his bare body.
The reason was that his physical foundation was built extremely well. Otherwise, even with various defensive equipment, he couldn’t have held up.
The System said, “If anyone says Gou Sheng takes palm strikes with his face in the future, don’t blame me for… giving them a like!”
…
“Step!”
The ascetic monk stepped forward again, crossing his hands together as the robe resembling a kasaya that he wore fluttered without wind.
“Buzz buzz!”
Space trembled, Buddhist energy swirling around.
“Instantly Become Buddha!”
The ascetic monk shouted loudly. The Buddhist energy gathered at his crown first evolved into a swastika symbol, then rapidly coalesced into a golden dharma form about three to five zhang tall!
“Using his trump card?”
“Looks very powerful!”
Everyone discussed.
“Swish! Swish!”
Just then, the gradually materializing golden dharma form spread its hands, instantly transforming into six arms, then gathered overwhelming Buddhist seals and pressed them down!
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Jun Changxiao moved through the Buddhist seals, sometimes raising his fist to resist, sometimes gathering energy walls to block, even using spatial power for small-scale evasion, fighting spectacularly and dazzlingly!
This high-paced combat—forget the Mystic-tier—even Earth-tier experts could barely keep up!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Half an hour later, the ascetic monk stopped his offensive, standing in place gasping for breath, sweat beads covering his bald head.
He was currently the only expert who could battle Jun Changxiao for several hundred rounds, but because his attack speed was too fast and consumption too fierce, not only did he fail to defeat the latter, he instead exhausted himself to the point of complete fatigue.
“Still fighting?”
Jun Changxiao stood in place and asked.
Judging from his condition, he seemed completely fine.
Seeing this, the ascetic monk, already exhausted to the point of complete fatigue, roared weakly in his heart, “This is a complete monster!”
“Not fighting, not fighting!”
He waved his hand while jumping down from the combat platform.
He was also the only one to go down on his own, not being knocked out.
“Master.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Please proceed to the back to pay spirit stones or ore.”
“…”
The ascetic monk’s mouth twitched slightly, but he still walked over and took out over a hundred pounds of ore of various types.
“You gave too much.”
“If I gave too much, so be it.”
The ascetic monk didn’t take back the excess ore, dragging his weak body as he left.
From his retreating figure, it wasn’t hard to see that although he hadn’t been able to do anything to Jun Changxiao, this fight was extremely satisfying!
This was a true master.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, “Today’s battles end here. We’ll continue fighting tomorrow.”
Don’t let this guy’s casual demeanor fool you—he was actually quite drained. After all, having just entered Sword-Martial Dual Saint, he consecutively fought one-on-one with over ten Earth-tier warriors. Over time, he naturally couldn’t hold up.
“That’s it?”
“I thought Sect Master Jun would finish them all?”
“Nearly a hundred Earth-tier warriors lining up—even a Heaven-tier couldn’t withstand that.”
…
The Earth-tier experts who hadn’t fought were also a bit displeased, but since he had fought so many matches, resting for a night was reasonable, so they couldn’t force him to continue fighting.
“See you tomorrow.”
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands, then returned to the Xingyun Continent stronghold.
The planar warriors didn’t stand up and leave, because they were afraid that if they left, they’d be charged again tomorrow!
“Sect Master.”
Elder Ding said, “The warriors at the observation platform haven’t left.”
Jun Changxiao said helplessly, “If they don’t leave, how can I collect fees tomorrow?”
Sure enough.
It wasn’t that the planar warriors were being too cautious—this guy really did plan to charge fees again!
…
The next day.
The warriors who had endured through the night gathered in the observation seats!
Jun Changxiao flew out from the stronghold, then cupped his hands and said, “The second day of battle begins now.”
Everyone immediately perked up.
“Swish!”
Just then, an Earth-tier expert flew out, cupped his hands and said, “Sect Master Jun, please enlighten me.”
“Please!”
“Boom boom boom!”
The two instantly began fighting.
After resting through the night, Jun Changxiao’s condition had recovered, and he fought with exceptional vigor.
After about a moment, the Earth-tier expert with only Fourth-Grade Wusheng level strength was sent flying.
This was just the beginning.
The seven or eight Earth-tier warriors who came up in succession all without exception ended in defeat, offering various ores.
“Ding! Ding!”
While Jun Changxiao was fighting, his ear would periodically hear the notification sounds from the Forging Pavilion.
Three Dragon Fang weapons were successively refined and completed.
Of course.
Gou Sheng didn’t handle such matters—Xiao Zui Ji was responsible for all arrangements and refinement.
He only needed to defeat opponents and obtain the ore materials for refinement.
After fighting for two hours, the second day’s combat ended.
Same old rules.
He continued to the stronghold to rest.
As for those observing warriors, they still sat in place, refusing to leave.
This way, they completely didn’t give Jun Changxiao a chance to collect fees again.
The third day.
The arena battles continued. Experts from all sides came up one after another, failed one after another, and contributed ore one after another.
During this period, over a hundred of each of the three types of Dragon Fang weapons were refined, and countless ores for forging were stockpiled—completely enough to refine many more.
Every day there would be formidable opponents appearing. Although Jun Changxiao could win, he had to pay no small price. Especially facing an Earth-tier warrior comparable to Sixth-Grade Wusheng, he used various equipment before managing to achieve victory.
Thus it could be confirmed that having just broken through to Sword-Martial Dual Saint, his combat power was completely not inferior to mid-level Earth-tier warriors. Facing high-level Earth-tier warriors, as long as he had advantages in equipment, he could still win.
“Sect Master.”
On the sixth day, Elder Ding looked at the few remaining experts outside and said, “We should be able to finish them all today.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, “These few are quite formidable in strength, and having observed for so long, they should understand me somewhat. Wanting to defeat them will probably be a bit difficult.”
“I’ll do it.”
Purple Lin Demon King said indifferently.
Having observed from the side these past few days made him very eager to fight an Earth-tier expert.
“Wait until I defeat them, then we can have a good fight.” Jun Changxiao said.
Purple Lin Demon King was startled, then immediately shook his head and said, “Sect Master is not my match, so don’t bring whatever it was called upon yourself for humiliation.”
Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose and said, “That confident?”
After speaking, he was about to dashingly leap toward the external combat platform.
Just then, a profound voice resounded through the firmament: “The Lingyuan Continent has violated the rules in the Slaughter Asura Field. A punishment is hereby decreed to serve as a warning!”
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