Chapter 397: If One Kick Doesn't Work, Then Two

This kick of He Pingsheng's, seemingly easy, was actually not simple at all.

Without using spells, ordinary fist and foot attacks, even if infused with spiritual power, would not have much lethality to the opponent.

The reason he succeeded twice in a row was because of one word: fast.

Catching the opponent off guard.

Besides this speed, there was also the power of Dao law rules.

A Golden Core Channel cultivator, for a cultivator of the same realm who hadn't understood Dao laws, was simply a dimensionality reduction strike.

If this kick were to fuse some Dao laws again, it wouldn't just be his own power, but driving some heaven and earth power to fight.

After this kick, who could withstand it?

It was understandable that the opponent was blasted off the thirty-*zhang* large arena.

"Damn..." someone said: "His speed is very fast... everyone be careful, don't be caught off guard by him!"

"Must cast defensive spells in the first time!"

After everyone saw some clues, they were more confident.

*Peng... *

A female cultivator stepped onto the arena.

The moment she landed on the arena, she cast her spell.

An ice-blue water-attribute shield formed around her body.

With the blocking of the spell shield, no matter how bad it was, she wouldn't be kicked off the arena with one kick, right?

Then!

He Pingsheng smiled, his body moved.

The Three Thousand Rushing Thunder Method was unleashed, his speed reached the extreme, and he kicked out while approaching the female cultivator.

Earth overcomes water!

This kick, He Pingsheng's body erupted with earth-attribute magic power, also carrying a trace of rule power.

*Peng... *

The woman, with her unbroken shield, was kicked away, and then *boom*—landed under the arena.

The competition has a rule, that is: regardless of whether you are defeated or knocked off the arena, it counts as a loss.

"Rule power, this is rule power..."

"My God, this guy is a Golden Core Channel!"

"I said what's going on?"

"So that's it!"

"Good fellow... Golden Core Channel, isn't this bullying people?"

People in the crowd discussed one after another.

Next, more than a dozen people surrendered directly.

People are already Golden Core Channels, what are you fighting for?

Ten arenas, originally there were only nine Golden Core Channel cultivators, and these nine people also occupied the first to ninth positions respectively.

Only this guardian of the tenth Dragon Terrace was a twelfth-layer cultivator without a channel.

Now it's good, actually another channel appeared?

How to fight this?

"Not fighting!"

"Surrender, no hope!"

"This is the end, how come another Golden Core Channel existence appeared?"

Tenth arena, many people said they wouldn't fight.

But there were also some who were eager to try.

After all, some people were very confident, and some people were because they practiced powerful techniques and spells, feeling that they could compete with those Golden Core Channel cultivators by relying on heaven-defying spells.

Otherwise, there wouldn't have been so many challengers in front of the first nine arenas.

Behind the tenth Dragon Terrace, in the crowd, there was a black-clothed cultivator, currently looking at the arena with a smile.

This person's Dao name was 【Bu Nu】, his cultivation was at the eleventh layer of the Golden Core Stage, and he was also a Golden Core Channel cultivator. He came from a remote large commandery, and because he was in seclusion, he didn't arrive at the first time, so he arrived today.

Originally, he planned to occupy this tenth Dragon Terrace.

But he didn't expect to be preempted by He Pingsheng.

But it didn't matter.

Although both were Golden Core Channels, he felt his cultivation was much higher than He Pingsheng's, so he naturally wouldn't take He Pingsheng to heart.

"Hehehe..." Bu Nu True Person smiled and muttered to himself: "Just relying on some rule power, hehehe... ridiculous, ridiculous..."

"Fine, let me knock him off the arena!"

Bu Nu True Person

True Person Bunü walked to the front of the crowd, his hands clasped behind his back, his head slightly raised, and looked at He Pingsheng, saying, "You should still take a rest... I will be going up on stage in a moment!"

This posture was arrogant to the extreme.

The people around began to discuss it as well.

"Who is this?"

"I haven't seen him before!"

"He must be a guest from afar!"

"Could he be a Golden Core Daoist?"

"Likely so, otherwise, how could he be so arrogant?"

"Arrogant? This is called self-confidence, alright?"

True Person Bunü enjoyed this treatment very much, a faint smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

He Pingsheng, however, said, "No need to rest... come on up!"

"Fine!"

True Person Bunü moved his feet and landed on the arena.

Furthermore, he landed not far from He Pingsheng and said, "How about this... I will give you a chance and let you kick first..."

"If you can kick me off the arena, then you win!"

After saying this, True Person Bunü stood on the arena.

A layer of light film emerged, clinging to his body, appearing earthy yellow.

At a glance, He Pingsheng even thought it was his own Earth Armor Technique.

Although this spell was not the Earth Armor Technique, it should have the same marvelous effect as it.

Good fellow, he was also an earth-attribute cultivator.

This defensive power was invincible.

He Pingsheng asked, "Are you ready?"

True Person Bunü smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist can launch an attack at any time!"

Opposite him, He Pingsheng came rushing over rapidly.

True Person Bunü smiled slightly, and within his body, a faint power of earth-attribute rules suddenly merged into the armor outside his body.

Hehehe...

True Person Bunü was amused: You think only you have a Golden Core Daoist path?

When your leg touches my body in a moment, let's see if you can still kick it!

If you can't even kick it, then you will be the one losing face.

Just at this moment, He Pingsheng's leg finally collided with True Person Bunü's body.

Wood overcomes earth.

So this time, He Pingsheng used wood-attribute immortal spiritual Qi and the power of wood-attribute rules.

However!

This strike only made the True Person Bunü opposite him take two steps back; it did not kick him away.

"This..." He Pingsheng understood immediately: Golden Core Daoist path!

Good fellow, this guy was actually a Golden Core Daoist?

Not only was he a Golden Core Daoist, but his cultivation base was higher than He Pingsheng's.

Then, wanting to kick the opponent away would not be very likely.

Because in this situation, both sides were wielding the power of heaven and earth rules, which was equivalent to neither side having the power of heaven and earth rules.

"If you admit defeat now, Fellow Daoist, there is still time!" True Person Bunü sneered: "Otherwise, when I make my move... your life or death will be uncertain!"

He Pingsheng did not talk nonsense, but instead extended his leg a second time and kicked toward True Person Bunü's body.

"Still coming?" True Person Bunü gave a cold smile, his internal boundless magic power outputting crazily.

The shield outside his body emitted an almost blinding light.

However, it was useless!

Bang...

A black light erupted from He Pingsheng's leg.

Then True Person Bunü was like a rubber ball, kicked away by him in one blow; his body crashed into the massive defensive array light film with a boom, and was then rebounded by the power on the array.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.