Suppressing the North and Manifesting Might: Chapter 133 — The Heavenly Martial Combat: Fist of Infinity

“Come out. Who is my opponent?”

Seeing such a blatant challenge from his opponent, the bald man immediately leaped from his horse, executed a perfect turn in midair, and landed steadily in front of Li Qiutong.

“Your opponent is me, Battle Saint Wushan.” As he spoke, the man pointed his index finger at Li Qiutong.

“You’re that genius martial artist?”

Li Qiutong replied in a deep voice, “That’s right.”

Wushan gave a disdainful laugh. “A genius is a genius, and a strong man is a strong man. The martial world has always belonged to the strong.”

“Why waste so many words? Let’s fight.”

Wushan paused, then burst into laughter. “Then come on.” As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his two enormous fists and assumed a fighting stance, a dense...

“Actually, while traveling through the Sea of Chaos, I once happened by chance upon a supreme being from the Primordial Realm holding a lecture on the Dao. That was how I came to hear these theories.”

Birds chirped noisily in the branches. Only then did Li Qiang realize that, while lost in thought, he had somehow fallen asleep and dreamed this second dream. He could no longer remember the dream very clearly, but the old monk’s guidance remained vivid in his mind.

Hearing this, Hetos wore a complicated expression. She stared coldly at Mai Yi in the distance and said, “You can barely stand upright, and you still want to fight me? A slight breeze would probably knock you over.” As she spoke, a vine bearing a massive boulder appeared in her hand.

Seeing how stubbornly it refused to yield, Ronald was consumed by rage and cut off one of its ears.

A-Xin understood at once. The inhuman monster Zhou Xinyi had mentioned referred to the demi-human race—the very people whose abilities she could nullify. And the terrifying being she had called her master was naturally One-Claw, the host of the Divine Ghost Black Market.

“Its scientific name is the Chinese giant salamander. It is a creature passed down from ancient times and is known as a living fossil. But even I have never seen one this large before.” Liu Shengqiang explained it to Feng Ling.

“You...” Frederick clenched his teeth fiercely and said in a chilling voice, “Don’t you dare regret this!” He transformed into a streak of red light and shot into the sky, fleeing beneath the moon like an ominous cloud of blood.

I let out a chuckle. Ning Ling had probably assumed that this was a matchmaking meeting, and her face flushed slightly. She remained silent as well.

At that moment, Ice Eyes had already twisted and dodged among the falling corpses, carrying A-Xin down onto the cracked ground, where flames sprayed everywhere.

Peng Haoming struggled to think. He did not want to hurt Zhu Meier when she was at her most vulnerable, but neither was he willing to answer the question against his conscience.

Xia Chiyuan in this state was dazzling—indeed, almost blinding. Her figure, like an immortal descending from the heavens, could only make the Seventeenth Prince and the others feel ashamed of themselves.

While the two of them were talking, they failed to notice how unusually quiet Ma Ling had become. She kept staring at the wound on Liu Feng’s arm, and her eyes revealed a trace of heartache—or was it only a trace of heartache? Or perhaps another trace of heartache? No one could say.

When we surfaced again, we had arrived in a gigantic cavern, much like a vast underground palace. Scattered across the surrounding walls were glowing stones that illuminated the entire cavern. After the Azure Rooster General set us down, he climbed out of the water.

The midday sunlight was wonderful, warm against the skin. Although the wind was rather strong, it carried the late-blooming peach blossoms through the air, scattering them across the ground. Early willow catkins drifted among them as well.

“No wonder it was the first guild to reach Level Eight. Its strength truly is formidable.” Ye Fei chose a high vantage point and planted his feet firmly, then withdrew Black Flame. With one arm around Ai Meng Bufang, he watched the scene in the distance. Apart from the players of the Divine Realm, standing at the center of the encirclement was a towering war treant more than a dozen meters tall.

Xiuqiao was overjoyed that Jun Li was willing to give it a try for her. At least there was still hope. How could she possibly resent her? She hurriedly expressed her thanks and was about to kneel and kowtow again, but Jun Li stopped her. Ordering her to wait there for news, Jun Li led Suo’er to the side room where Rong Zhan was temporarily staying.

Only Ye Fei struck every time with precision, aiming each slash at Aggronny’s weaknesses. Almost every blow found its mark, and the tremendous damage he inflicted was astonishing.