Chapter 902: Beginning

Due to the competition, the fighting arena had been shrouded in a layer of blood that couldn't be washed away, and Bai Lang had already won the victory of the second trial—he easily knocked down the strong man of practical karate in front of him. It was also back and forth, and finally, he knocked him down with a roundhouse kick that accurately hit the opponent's head. It was also a mild concussion. Bai Lang was always generous to such opponents.

"Some people's appearance is not right. I always feel that they don't look like humans. Can humans really grow this kind of pupil? Isn't it a kind of disease?" Bai Lang watched these battles. There was no passion in this world, only interests. These fighters might have people pursuing strength, but the vast majority of people were just slaves to money.

He had already qualified. Most of the fighters participating in this competition had been eliminated. What Bai Lang felt was the most decadent feudal landlord capitalist temperament—whether it was the little devils or the Americans, it was the same. In this competition, he was facing a fighter under the Kengan Association Chairman who had been serving for many years. He looked like a cockroach who couldn't be beaten to death. "I have already received the inspiration in this short time. There should be something to look for. Let's finish the thing quickly."

After Bai Lang finished saying this, he went to the arena, grabbed the ground with his backhand, and his arms and five fingers touched the ground in a half-crouch. When he lifted it up, he grabbed a stone pillar as thick as a bowl from the ground. With a spread of his arms, he smashed the stone pillar down—not being able to carry weapons to the arena didn't mean he couldn't use the arena itself as a weapon. The cockroach opposite directly flopped. He was indeed very powerful, and he could take at least thousands of heavy punches—very unscientific, but very in line with the painting style of this world.

However, eating a stone pillar, he fell down with one hit, his head broken and bleeding, and he lost consciousness. And Bai Lang flicked his wrist, and the whole stone pillar turned into gravel and dust, falling to the ground. The entire arena was silent—who had ever seen such a thing as grabbing a stone pillar more than ten meters long with one hand? It was not scientific or Kengan at all. This thing could only happen in myths and legends...

In the long laughter, light and shadow flowed, and Bai Lang appeared in the tavern the next moment. "Why, is the kindergarten fun? I see you are very skilled at handling Dongying women. 'Madam, you wouldn't want...' such words are simply disgusting to see. Alright, I called you over this time because there is one thing I want you to do." This time it was not the baboon monster, but the decent person who had once taught Bai Lang. Even Si Wu said this with a smile, making Bai Lang blush a little.

The golden saint around this person was still shrouded in golden light, his small universe was so powerful that it was difficult to fully restrain it. "Need you to stabilize it, so as not to be really unbalanced and swallowed by that guy to solve the problem." This golden saint rarely wore the Gemini Saint Cloth. "Since you are in the void, do something. Don't let a whole world perish easily."

Bai Lang scratched his beard. "This thing is really troublesome. Do I just have to stay there? As ballast, right? And it's not the true body entering—also, the soul and small universe of your Excellency are so powerful that they can't intervene at all." Bai Lang didn't know why he suddenly laughed obscenely three times. "I have to say, this madam is quite moist. I just like the kind of appearance that is very disgusting but desperately fawning, even to the point of Ahegao..."

Si Wu shook his head, he was a decent person. "The previous one was about the same as rest. Alright, it's time to go." This golden saint stretched out a finger. "Be careful, don't use Qi to resist, I am not too familiar with this." Si Wu was also joking.

"Is that blasting out the soul? The whole body will be blasted into stardust, okay!" Bai Lang also wailed. He didn't want to take a Galaxy Explosion at all. This was Si Wu's specialty. If it really reached the speed of light, his mere Golden Bell Shield couldn't stop it.

Sure enough, the next second, the world spun, and Bai Lang's soul turned into a white tadpole, and was sucked away by the suddenly opened different-dimensional space gate.

"Damn it, I have to possess again. I hope this time it won't be some half-dead guy with broken meridians." Bai Lang's soul cursed. If it weren't for Si Wu's personal move, there wouldn't be many people who could pull out his soul that was integrated with flesh and blood—that thief-matching military advisor master actually used the soul talisman of the Cancer Saint Cloth, otherwise, as Si Wu said, blasting Bai Lang's body to pieces, wouldn't the soul come out...

Actually, Bai Lang should say "Thank you, Brother Si Wu!"

The different-dimensional space gate opened, but it appeared in a garden. In this garden, there was originally a teenager admiring flowers, but he only saw a phantom soul exactly the same as him appearing in his body, and then he was directly blown into an illusory skeleton body, and then turned into stardust and disappeared, while Bai Lang's soul rushed directly into the teenager's body.

Only a cold shiver, and the ghost possessed him...

"Damn it! This face is really too sissy!" After possessing, the first thing Bai Lang did was to look in the water, and then he started cursing directly. That's right, this was a white-faced scholar, twelve or thirteen years old, looking like a girl. Fortunately, he had the equipment, otherwise, if he dressed as a woman, he would probably be a real beauty. Bai Lang was extremely unhappy with this face. After spitting a few mouthfuls of saliva into the water, he began to circulate Qi to study this body.

"Damn it!" Bai Lang cursed again after circulating Qi. Not only were the meridians of this body small and fragile, but it was also a broken meridian—leaking everywhere when circulating Qi, almost unable to accumulate true Qi, and the dantian was the same. The owner of this body couldn't live past twenty-five, and belonged to the kind of sick, beautiful teenager who would vomit blood for no reason. "Damn! Empty Young Master!"

Bai Lang snorted coldly. "My family is a master of martial arts. What can a mere broken meridian do to me! I have to practice a name!" After calculating, Bai Lang decided what kind of martial arts to use, but the priority now was to see where he was? His brain was a blank sheet of paper, and there was no effective information at all. But this place was definitely a place where rich people could stay—there was a garden and a three-entry house, carved beams and painted buildings were really quite rich, and the courtyard wall was red. Looking out from the top, there were higher roofs in the distance, and even glazed tiles reflecting golden light... ===== CHAPTER 903 =====

Bai Lang had made his decision; he still needed to consider which martial art to use, but the priority now was to see where he was. His mind was a blank slate, with no useful information at all. However, this place was definitely somewhere only the wealthy could stay—it had gardens and three-tiered houses, the carved beams and painted rafters were truly quite opulent, and the courtyard walls were even red. Looking out from the top, there were even taller roofs in the distance, covered in bright yellow or even gold-reflecting glazed tiles...