Chapter 150: I'm about to be beaten to death, help me!

The sound of Bai Wuqing's loud laughter echoed unscrupulously between heaven and earth.

The joy that had just appeared on the faces of Tu Youyou and Mo Wuming because Wang Jianqiang had broken through Bai Wuqing's defense vanished in an instant.

Replacing it was deep worry.

It reflects eighty percent of damage and also possesses healing properties.

Such a powerful Magic Treasure is enough to make one despair!

Bai Wuqing, having brought out this treasure, is like a hedgehog; attacks launched against him not only fail to do anything to him, but instead end up injuring the attacker.

Unless Wang Jianqiang's attack power can surpass the limit of this treasure, it can be called unsolvable.

But the aura of this treasure is extremely strong, having already reached the pinnacle of a Golden Core Stage Magic Treasure.

Even a full-strength strike from a Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator might not be able to break it; for a Golden Core Stage Cultivator to want to break it is simply wishful thinking!

Contrary to the near-despairing mood of Tu Youyou and Mo Wuming.

Nancheng Kong and the others, upon hearing Bai Wuqing's loud laughter, all revealed looks of pleasant surprise.

This Magic Treasure on Bai Wuqing's body is simply even more powerful than they had imagined.

With this treasure on his person, who below the Nascent Soul Stage can defeat him?

This battle will surely be won!

At this moment, even Min Zhangkong, who had always maintained a cautious attitude, had his expression completely relax.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

……

On the battlefield.

Wang Jianqiang seemed not to have heard Bai Wuqing's words at all, still throwing punches continuously.

His offensive grew faster and faster.

Under the reflection of the Mountain and River Cloud Embroidered Robe, waves of fist force were continuously reflected back into his own body, causing blood to constantly overflow from his mouth.

Bai Wuqing's body kept flying backward under the impact of Wang Jianqiang's fist force, never stopping from beginning to end.

In the end, he simply gave up controlling his body and let Wang Jianqiang attack.

The mocking look on his face had never faded.

"Wang Jianqiang, you cannot defeat me."

"I advise you to just obediently surrender!"

"If this continues, the first one to be unable to hold on will definitely be you!"

……

The sound of Bai Wuqing's mockery kept reaching Wang Jianqiang's ears.

He remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it at all, still attacking without pause.

"Hahaha, this Wang Jianqiang actually still won't surrender; he is truly stubborn."

"Hmph, knowing he is no match yet still acting tough—this isn't stubbornness, it's stupidity."

"Heh, it is indeed stupid enough."

Outside the battlefield.

Nancheng Kong and the others chatted and laughed, pointing at the battlefield from time to time.

Their demeanor was incomparably relaxed.

In their view, from the moment Bai Wuqing brought out the Shanshui Yunxiu Robe, the outcome had already been decided.

They could not imagine how Bai Wuqing could lose.

However, what they did not notice was.

As time passed, the mocking smile on Bai Wuqing's face began to fade.

The Mountain Water Cloud Embroidery Skirt could not, after all, completely block Wang Jianqiang's fist force.

Although the two percent of fist force was not strong, it could still leave faint injuries on his body.

Previously, Wang Jianqiang's attack frequency was not fast, and relying on the restorative power of the Mountain Water Cloud Embroidery Skirt, the injuries left by the previous punch would have already healed rapidly before the next one arrived.

Therefore, he could always maintain a state of peak condition.

However, as Wang Jianqiang's attack speed became faster and faster, the healing power of the Mountain Water Cloud Embroidery Skirt began to fall short!

The damage caused by the previous fist force had not yet been completely healed when the next fist force struck again.

Even if the damage caused each time was very little.

But with dozens or hundreds of punches stacked up, the accumulated injuries were enough to make him take it seriously!

What made him feel even more uneasy in his heart was.

Although Wang Jianqiang had been vomiting blood and appeared extremely disheveled, he never showed any signs of failing.

This made him unable to help but start to doubt his life.

Not to mention whether Wang Jianqiang's injuries were heavy or not, just this amount of blood vomited would have caused an ordinary person to have already bled dry and died.

But Wang Jianqiang acted as if nothing was wrong; not only did his fist force show no signs of weakening, but his punching speed was actually continuing to accelerate.

It was as if he wasn't vomiting blood, but saliva.

In the end, his attack speed even reached twice what it was initially.

Until this moment, the unease on Bai Wuqing's face finally completely evolved into panic.

The accumulation rate of the injuries in his body had completely spiraled out of control.

His complexion turned pale bit by bit.

As Wang Jianqiang's punches landed on his body one after another, his internal organs began to suffer trauma amidst the constant vibrations.

Wisps of fresh blood began to overflow from his mouth, sliding down the corners of his lips.

Outside the battlefield.

Nancheng Kong and the others stood leisurely with their arms crossed.

Seeing Wang Jianqiang land an uppercut on Bai Wuqing's chin, sending Bai Wuqing flying once again.

Luo Chen couldn't help but clap and cheer, "Tsk tsk, that was a beautiful punch."

A moment later, seeing Wang Jianqiang smash another punch into Bai Wuqing's face, Mu Xiao also laughed, "Haha, that punch had plenty of force, also quite good."

At this moment, He Yaoguang looked at the group, a look of confusion flashing across his face, "This Wang Jianqiang is too capable of taking a beating, he hasn't even fallen yet."

Luo Chen smiled, "He is a Body Refining Cultivator, thick-skinned and fleshy, it's normal to be a bit resistant to beatings."

"Eh, why is Daoist Friend Bai vomiting blood?" Just then, Nancheng Kong suddenly exclaimed.

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked toward the battlefield.

Only then did they discover that a trace of blood had somehow appeared at the corner of Bai Wuqing's mouth.

"No way!"

Everyone's expressions tightened.

"Haha, don't panic, this is a good thing." Min Zhangkong smiled calmly.

Hearing this, everyone turned to look at him.

Min Zhangkong watched Bai Wuqing, who was vomiting more and more blood in the battlefield, looking as if he had everything under control.

"Think about it, Daoist Friend Bai is only bearing twenty percent of the power, and he has the Mountain and River Cloud Embroidered Robe on his body, yet he is already injured and vomiting blood; wouldn't Wang Jianqiang's injuries be even more severe?"

"This shows that Wang Jianqiang is about to reach his limit."

Hearing Min Zhangkong's explanation, everyone's expressions relaxed, and they all began to laugh.

That makes sense.

Min Zhangkong has always been steady; his analysis can't be wrong.

Thinking of this, everyone became composed and relaxed once again.

They looked toward the field with smiles and began to shout loudly.

"Wang Jianqiang, hit harder, are you scratching an itch for Daoist Friend Bai?"

"You've been hitting for so long and only made Daoist Friend Bai vomit this little blood, didn't you eat?"

"Use some strength, Daoist Friend Bai can still take it."

"Haha, that punch was not bad, now that looks like something."

"If you have the guts, use more force."

"Right, just hit like that."

……

Under the cheering and encouragement of Nancheng Kong and the others, the injuries on Bai Wuqing's body grew increasingly severe.

Fresh blood continuously overflowed from his mouth and dripped onto the ground, almost forming a line.

Thud~

Amidst a muffled sound.

Bai Wuqing's face deformed, and he was sent flying far away once again.

Hearing the constant cheers coming from afar, his face turned black.

While flying backward, he could no longer hold back, and he turned his head to shout at Nancheng Kong and the others.

"Fellow Daoists, I am about to be beaten to death!"

"Come and save me quickly!"