Chapter 1982: Total Victory

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's shout, Wu Zhong actually turned his head and began to respond to Bai Yuan's words.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan and the other two were instantly stunned, standing foolishly on the spot, motionless.

The three of them secretly pondered in their hearts.

"Could this kid not be possessed? But just a moment ago, he clearly wasn't like this."

For a moment, Bai Yuan and the three stared at each other, none able to decide what to do next.

Meanwhile, after responding to Bai Yuan, Wu Zhong quickly turned his head again and resumed the fiercely intense battle with the young Heavenly Pride.

At this moment, Wu Zhong's attacks were unusually vicious; every move and style seemed to carry a deadly threat, giving the opponent no chance to catch their breath.

Meanwhile, in this shocking battle, Wu Zhong's cultivation surged forth like a bursting dam.

His previously calm cultivation realm was suddenly broken, beginning to frenziedly assault higher-level bottlenecks.

Finally, after arduous effort, Wu Zhong successfully broke through the shackles of his cultivation and smoothly achieved a breakthrough.

After his successful breakthrough, Wu Zhong's strength greatly increased; his whole being seemed reborn, becoming far stronger and unstoppable.

Faced with this astonishing series of changes, the young Heavenly Pride he was fighting was already fuming, his seven orifices smoking, and he cursed loudly.

The young Heavenly Pride seethed inwardly, thinking:

"This is utterly absurd—how could anyone achieve a breakthrough in the middle of a battle? And yet he actually managed to do it."

"What on earth is going on? He knew Wu Zhong's previous fighting strength inside out—where did he get this power? How could he suddenly erupt like a volcano with such tremendous force?"

The young Heavenly Pride, who originally held the advantage, has now lost it completely, and the situation has totally reversed.

Now on the battlefield, it is Wu Zhong who firmly controls the situation, suppressing the young Heavenly Pride to the point of having no power to fight back, able only to endure blows passively.

At this point, the battle has entered a white-hot stage, but in fact the spectators below had already formed their verdict.

As expected, the young Heaven's Pride Child was, just as people had predicted, directly knocked off the stage by Wu Zhong's powerful, heavy punch.

This sight left everyone present gaping in astonishment.

You should know that although Wu Zhong's strength was previously not bad, it was far from reaching such a terrifying level.

And now he suddenly erupted with such immense strength, truly beyond anyone's expectations.

Thus the scene fell into a deathly silence, with everyone staring at each other, faces filled with bewilderment and shock.

Yet these people have endured hardship and traveled from afar precisely to be able to measure themselves against the legendary Ye Zhangqing.

But standing before them is an insurmountable obstacle—if they cannot defeat Wu Zhong, they simply cannot challenge Ye Zhangqing.

Although everyone noticed Wu Zhong's condition was rather abnormal, after a brief silence someone still could not suppress their desire for victory and decisively stepped onto the stage.

Faced with one challenger after another, Wu Zhong showed no fear; indeed, he welcomed all comers.

At this moment, he felt only that a blazing flame seemed to ignite in his heart, endless battle spirit surging within him, shooting straight to the heavens.

He firmly believed that no matter who the opponent was, even if a hundred people came, he could easily handle them.

Meanwhile, Bai Yuan and the other two, who had been standing below closely monitoring the situation, seeing that Wu Zhong had not lost his reason or shown other abnormalities, decided to hold back for now.

After all, Wu Zhong now was like a war god incarnate, mighty beyond compare; since everything remained under control, it was better to wait and see.

Thus, this fierce battle continued to unfold in such a tense, stimulating atmosphere, blazing hot……

At this moment, Wu Zhong felt only that he was terrifyingly strong.

Faced with an endless stream of challengers mounting the stage, Wu Zhong's face was stern as water, his eyes cold, and he couldn't be bothered to say another word to them.

He suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening roar.

"Come fight."

Before his voice even faded, he flashed like a bolt of lightning straight at his opponent, instantly launching a fiercely sharp assault.

At this moment, Wu Zhong seemed like a war god incarnate, his whole body emanating a chilling aura.

Those who went up to challenge, seeing this, couldn't help but inwardly groan in despair.

This guy is completely a lunatic, and moreover the kind who goes crazy to the point of disregarding his own life.

What's worse, he's not only frighteningly mad, but his strength is also outrageously strong; compared to before, the current Wu Zhong is practically a different person.

At this point, the entire main square was shrouded in a tense, stimulating atmosphere; every bout sent sparks flying and was heart-pounding.

Because facing Wu Zhong in this state, if one lacks solid strength, rashly challenging him is tantamount to seeking death.

Nevertheless, even knowing the danger is extraordinary, many still mounted the stage with courage to give it a try.

Yet, as time passed second by second, Wu Zhong, like an invincible war god, consecutively defeated each challenger with ease.

Before anyone realized, it was already noon, the scorching sun pouring over the square, and astonishingly, not a single challenger appeared who could actually defeat Wu Zhong.

Faced with this astonishing result, everyone present gaped, for a moment no one spoke. They could only silently watch Wu Zhong standing mighty on the stage, inwardly sighing that this kid was truly incredibly brave today.

After fighting for two Shíchén, Bai Yuan and the three signaled a temporary halt to the stage challenges.

Wu Zhong also jumped down from the stage, looking at Wu Zhong, Bai Yuan and the three felt both relieved and strange.

"Wu Zhong..............."

Just as he opened his mouth, wanting to encourage the kid with a couple of words, but as soon as he heard Bai Yuan's voice, Wu Zhong suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, and said.

"City Lord, is there something?"

Huh???

How does it feel like this kid himself wants to fight? Your battle spirit is blowing right into my face.

Faced with Wu Zhong whose battle spirit showed no diminution, Bai Yuan and the three were stunned, and the words on the tip of their tongues were forgotten for a moment.

This kid won't get addicted to fighting, will he? Maybe he wants us three to join in too.

After a moment of astonishment, one of them came to his senses, wore a strange expression, and said.

"Wu Zhong, calm down a bit; you're already resting, don't...................."

"City Lord, rest assured, I'm fine; for the Cooking King Immortal City, I could fight him another hundred years, till death do us part."

Huh???

Who told you these things, you brat—do you have any problem?