Chapter 149: Competing in Recovery?

"Daoist Friend Bai, you have seen how strong Wang Jianqiang's strength is; let us attack together."

"Only by attacking together will we have a chance to take him down."

Hearing Nancheng Kong's cry for help, Min Zhangkong looked at Bai Wuqing once again,

his expression somewhat urgent.

Among all of them, Bai Wuqing's strength was the greatest, and it was a cut above the rest,

so only by persuading Bai Wuqing would there be hope of taking down Wang Jianqiang.

Otherwise, even if everyone else joined forces, it would be useless.

Facing Min Zhangkong's persuasion, Bai Wuqing's expression shifted for a moment.

The ferocity of Wang Jianqiang's strength had indeed exceeded his expectations.

It was not that he hadn't considered joining a siege, but he had just refuted Min Zhangkong's proposal; if he were to truly join a siege against Wang Jianqiang, wouldn't that be a slap to his own face?

Seeing that Nancheng Kong and Luo Chen were about to be unable to hold on,

his figure flashed, and he charged directly into the battlefield.

Seeing Bai Wuqing join the battlefield, Min Zhangkong and He Yaoguang felt a weight lift from their hearts.

The two were just preparing to stand beside Bai Wuqing to face Wang Jianqiang together when a calm voice suddenly reached their ears: "Daoist Friend Nan, Daoist Friend Luo, you two withdraw; this Wang Jianqiang can be handled by me, Bai."

Hearing this, the two looked at each other.

They then nodded and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Min Zhangkong's vision went dark.

"These few idiots!"

……

Seeing Bai Wuqing let Nancheng Kong and Luo Chen withdraw from the battlefield and choose to confront him alone, a smile flashed across Wang Jianqiang's face.

"Bai Wuqing, is it? You've got guts!"

Bai Wuqing stood with his hands behind his back, looking proudly at Wang Jianqiang. "I, Bai, have never ganged up on a fellow Cultivator of the same generation; just because it's you, you are not worthy of making me break my rule!"

"Is that so? Then you had better stick to that principle."

Wang Jianqiang smiled and suddenly threw a punch.

A streak of Golden Fist Energy tore through the air.

"A mere trick."

Bai Wuqing looked at the rapidly approaching fist energy and smiled faintly.

He did not dodge or evade, his expression calm, fully displaying the demeanor of an expert.

Not until the fist energy was upon him did he point a finger.

Mysterious Wind Finger!

A rapidly rotating vortex of air instantly condensed at the tip of his finger.

The moment the vortex appeared, it expanded instantly, turning into several dozen zhang in diameter, and then swallowed the fist energy whole.

"If this is all the skill you have, it would be better to surrender early, so as to avoid suffering bitterly later."

Bai Wuqing's fingertip vortex slowly converged as he looked proudly at Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang smiled and did not respond.

Without a word, he swung his fist and blasted another punch toward Bai Wuqing.

Boom~

The fierce fist energy kicked up a tide of energy, surging toward Bai Wuqing like a wave.

"Useless."

"Attacks of this level cannot hurt me at all."

Bai Wuqing smiled disdainfully.

With a wave of his arm, a hurricane suddenly swept up, forming a hurricane barrier in front of him, and he resisted all of the tide-like surging fist energy.

"Oh no, the situation is looking a bit bad."

Seeing Wang Jianqiang's attacks being easily blocked one after another by Bai Wuqing,

worry flashed across the faces of Tu Youyou and Mo Wuming simultaneously.

In their view, Wang Jianqiang's greatest advantage lay in his ability to easily unleash his full strength with every gesture, without needing to accumulate power; his attack speed was fast enough, and his stamina was long enough.

But the disadvantage was also obvious, and that was that his explosive power was insufficient!

Yet this Bai Wuqing was extremely skilled in defense, which happened to counter Wang Jianqiang!

On the other side.

The expressions of Nancheng Kong and the others were the exact opposite, with excitement rising on their faces.

"Daoist Friend Min, do you now know how ridiculous your worries from just a moment ago were?"

Nancheng Kong glanced at Min Zhangkong and sneered, "In front of Daoist Friend Bai, this Wang Jianqiang is nothing but a joke."

"As expected of Daoist Friend Bai; his strength is truly not something we can compare to."

Expressions of amazement appeared one after another on the faces of Luo Chen, Mu Xiao, and He Yaoguang.

Only Min Zhangkong remained with his brows tightly locked.

He ignored Nancheng Kong's mockery and stared fixedly at Wang Jianqiang.

Only he had noticed that Wang Jianqiang's expression was somewhat off.

At this moment, not only did Wang Jianqiang not show the slightest sign of panic, but a trace of mockery even flashed deep within his eyes.

It was just that this trace of mockery was fleeting, and it remained in Wang Jianqiang's eyes for an extremely short time.

So short that Min Zhangkong even doubted whether he had experienced a hallucination.

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, a sudden change occurred on the battlefield.

Wang Jianqiang suddenly transformed into a golden rainbow and shot outward.

The speed was astonishing.

Like a golden meteor, in the blink of an eye, he crashed into the hurricane barrier.

Whether it was because the tidal force of the punches had exhausted too much power or because Wang Jianqiang's physique was too strong.

After he collided with the hurricane barrier, his figure merely stalled for a moment before piercing straight through.

Bai Wuqing only felt a blur before his eyes.

Just as he reacted, Wang Jianqiang had already appeared before him, his massive fist smashing down with a boom.

Facing the fist swung by Wang Jianqiang, Bai Wuqing was not only devoid of any panic, but a look of mockery flashed across his face instead.

A flash of Spirit Light suddenly shone from his body.

A grand purple robe embroidered with mountain and river scenery appeared on him.

The next moment, Wang Jianqiang's fist arrived.

Bang~

Bai Wuqing was sent flying away by the punch.

Before Bai Wuqing could steady his figure, Wang Jianqiang flashed into view, intercepting him on his backward trajectory.

Another punch was smashed out.

Bai Wuqing was sent shooting backward.

Wang Jianqiang intercepted again, and it was another punch.

……

This was repeated over and over.

Bai Wuqing seemed to have turned into a human punching bag, constantly flying backward, and each time Wang Jianqiang would quickly catch up and continue to beat him away.

In the blink of an eye, he had taken over a dozen punches.

"Oh no!"

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the five people—Nancheng Kong, Min Zhangkong, Luo Chen, Mu Xiao, and He Yaoguang—changed drastically at the same time.

They were about to rush up to help.

"You all need not worry; stay where you are and watch, I, Bai, am unharmed~"

Just at this moment, Bai Wuqing's loud laughter suddenly came from the battlefield.

The five people were stunned, stopping their steps simultaneously.

Looking carefully into the battlefield, they then discovered that although Bai Wuqing was constantly suffering blows, his expression not only revealed no panic but instead carried a hint of mockery.

Moreover, after Wang Jianqiang's fists landed on him, his aura dropped extremely slightly, as if he had suffered very light injuries.

Looking at Wang Jianqiang in contrast.

Each time his fist smashed onto Bai Wuqing, he himself would tremble violently, as if suffering a heavy blow.

By this moment, blood had even spilled from the corners of his mouth.

It was as if his own attacks had turned and landed on himself!

Seeing this scene, Nancheng Kong and the others relaxed, and their gazes then fell upon the purple robe on Bai Wuqing's body.

They were all people with rich combat experience, and they saw where the problem lay at a single glance.

This robe could actually reflect damage!

On the battlefield.

After reminding Nancheng Kong and the others, Bai Wuqing's attention returned to Wang Jianqiang.

With a mocking expression, he laughed wildly.

"Wang Jianqiang, with the Mountain and River Cloud Embroidered Robe on me, all attacks below the Nascent Soul level can have eighty percent of their damage reflected."

"Only twenty percent of your fist force can truly act upon me, while eighty percent will be reflected back onto yourself."

"Furthermore, this robe can also activate cloud energy to enter my body and heal my wounds."

"I am inherently in an invincible position."

"What do you have to win against me?"