Chapter 2119

Good!

Shang Yong glanced at He Pingsheng and said, "Don't regret it!"

After saying that, he lifted his foot and stepped onto the arena.

Arena Number One!

Seeing He Pingsheng about to spar with Shang Yong, everyone else paused their own matches and instead watched He Pingsheng with great anticipation.

One is ranked first!

One is the focus of everyone's attention, so this match naturally draws great attention.

The key is, many people came just to see He Pingsheng suffer misfortune.

"Ancestor, do you think your husband can withstand Shang Yong's blood boiling?" Taoyao Yao asked, her face tense and worried.

She doesn't care whether He Pingsheng wins the match; she only cares about his safety.

Before the goddess Wang Li Yue Ren could speak, Shang Xi Hong interjected: "Don't worry, you really don't know my father..."

"Just twenty-seven divine orifices and you want to mess with my father? That's a dream!"

Taoyao Yao was half-believing, half-doubting.

Li Yue Ren said: "Don't worry, He Pingsheng's strength and talent are real; even if he loses, he won't hurt himself under Shang Yong's attack!"

Actually, Li Yue Ren herself had no confidence in her heart.

Soon, He Pingsheng and Shang Yong both arrived within the formation.

This formation contains another world within!

All twenty-four arenas are the same; each formation consists of wasteland and sandy ground.

"You can launch an attack anytime!" Shang Yong looked at He Pingsheng and said lightly.

He stood in the void, facing He Pingsheng, with about a hundred zhang between them.

He Pingsheng nodded: "Alright... you'd better watch out!"

"I really will launch an attack at any moment!"

Boom...

The next moment, divine power surged violently within He Pingsheng's body!

A pair of nearly transparent wings condensed from behind him.

Divine Ability: Heaven-Piercing Wings!

Seeing He Pingsheng condense a pair of wings, Shang Yong's mouth curled into a slight sneer: "Useless!"

"In my presence, speed is useless!"

"As long as you're within a certain range of my body, no matter where you are, you'll be affected by my Blood Great Dao!"

"Hehe... your thinking is too naive!"

Outside the formation, on the viewing platform, when He Pingsheng condensed his wings, it also drew a wave of mockery.

"Damn, is running fast useful?"

"What a guy, this bastard is slippery—he hasn't even started fighting and already prepared to run!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... this kind of person knows the way of survival!"

"It's not his fault; after all, whoever faces Shang Yong gets nervous!"

In the great formation!

He Pingsheng had only temporarily condensed wings and hadn't launched an attack.

"Good... since you're not attacking, then don't blame me!"

Shang Yong said: "I gave you the chance!"

"Blood boiling... go..."

His right hand slightly clenched and then suddenly released.

A thread of blood-red rule power vanished into the void.

The next moment, endless rule power swept toward He Pingsheng, and he could clearly feel his blood boiling all over his body.

After boiling, it surged chaotically, even affecting his heartbeat.

But that was all there was to it.

The reason He Pingsheng didn't attack immediately was that he was waiting.

Since he came, he wanted to personally feel just how powerful this so-called Blood Great Dao divine ability really was.

The result disappointed He Pingsheng.

This move is about average against opponents of the same realm.

But against He Pingsheng, a heaven's pride, especially since he still has the Hongmeng Dao Body, this blood boiling divine ability is extremely limited.

Boom...

The next moment, the wings behind He Pingsheng fluttered slightly, and his entire body turned into a flash of rapid light, rushing toward the King Shang Yong.

The speed was very fast!

From the start, he left a trail of afterimages.

But after the start, his speed kept increasing, reaching the ultimate extreme.

When he was about ten zhang from Shang Yong, He Pingsheng casually threw a punch.

However, facing all this, Shang Yong merely coldly laughed.

In his impression, no matter how impressive the opponent looks, once affected by his Blood Great Dao, the opponent's body will develop problems.

Thus, the divine ability's power couldn't even be unleashed to one-tenth!

"Hehehe..." Shang Yong laughed, symbolically raising his hand and slapping a palm toward He Pingsheng as resistance.

But he knew nothing of He Pingsheng's terror.

He Pingsheng's blood within his body was naturally affected, but only minutely.

Bang...

In the next moment, He Pingsheng's fist landed solidly on this guy's face.

Indeed, it was a real, pure fist.

Immediately afterward, terrifying power instantly spread through Shang Yong's entire body.

"Oh no..."

"It's over!"

"I've been careless!"

"This guy... why isn't he bound by my divine abilities?"

This was Shang Yong's last clear thought before consciousness faded; immediately afterward, he felt his vision suddenly go black.

In the darkness, a blinding light flashed past.

Completely lost all consciousness.

Outside the formation!

Everyone saw He Pingsheng rush toward Shang Yong at extreme speed, then punch him flying.

Shang Yong's body traced a perfect parabola in midair before heavily falling onto the sand.

Utterly motionless!

As if dead.

The entire audience, from initial surprise to a moment of utter silence, then to a roaring buzz.

"This..."

"How is this possible?"

"Shang Yong didn't even block a single move?"

"Impossible!"

"There must be something wrong somewhere!"

"Exactly, how could he possibly defeat Shang Yong, and even kill him in one strike?"

"He's only at the second layer of the Divine Lord realm!"

Countless people raised doubts.

The Divine Kings exchanged glances.

In that instant just now, ordinary disciples might not have seen clearly due to the speed, but they absolutely could see it.

No flashy tricks—just a solid punch that sent him flying.

Pure divine power enhancement.

"Shang Yong... Shang Yong..."

The Shang family members rushed into the formation!

The Shang family elders and Divine Kings were also extremely anxious.

Although this kid eats meals and smashes pots, he's still a Shang family member, after all—can't just ignore him, right?

Now, what the Shang family fears most is Shang Yong being killed by He Pingsheng's single punch.

"Hurry hurry hurry..."

The Shang family servants panicked and dragged Shang Yong out of the formation.

Someone said: "Ancestor, rest assured—he still has breath, he's not dead!"

"Yes... he's in a dying state!"

"Hah..." The Shang family Divine King exhaled in relief: as long as he's not dead, he can be saved.

Thinking of this, he glanced again at He Pingsheng and asked: "He Xianniu, just now... did you not use Divine Sense to attack?"

He Pingsheng clasped his hands: "Senior, I merely used divine power to defeat him; after a brief rest, he'll recover fully, and I did not employ Divine Sense attack!"

"Good good good..." Upon hearing this, the Shang family Divine King finally relaxed.

"Good... Father, long live..." Shang Xihong raised her hand, jumping with joy.

He Pingsheng gave her a sideways glance: "Long live? Auntie, you're just wishing for my death, aren't you?"

"Hehehe..." Shang Xihong laughed: "I just... meant it metaphorically, hahaha... metaphorically..."

"The metaphor was fine, but don't do it again next time!"