Chapter 397: If One Kick Won

He Pingsheng's kick seemed simple, but it was anything but.

Without using spells, ordinary punches and kicks—even infused with spiritual power—would not inflict much damage on an opponent.

The reason he landed two consecutive hits was one word: speed.

He caught the opponent off guard.

Besides this speed, there was also the power of Daoist principles.

A Jin Dan cultivator who has unlocked Daoist principles has an overwhelming advantage over a cultivator of the same realm who has not.

If even a little more Daoist principle were woven into this kick, it would no longer be merely his own strength, but rather the use of heaven-and-earth forces in battle.

Who could withstand this kick?

It was no surprise the opponent was blasted off the thirty-zhang-wide arena.

"Damn it…" someone said: "His speed is terrifying… everyone be alert—don't let him catch you off guard!"

"Activate your defensive spells the instant he moves!"

Once the crowd caught on, they felt more confident.

Boom…

A female cultivator stepped onto the arena.

The moment she landed, she activated her spell.

A pale blue, water-elemental shield formed around her body.

With a spell shield blocking, surely she wouldn't be kicked off the arena, no matter how weak she was?

Then!

He Pingsheng smiled, and his body moved.

The Three Thousand Thundering Law erupted—he reached his maximum speed and kicked out as he closed in on the woman.

Earth overcomes water!

This kick unleashed earth-elemental magic power from He Pingsheng, along with a trace of principle force.

Boom…

The woman, her unbroken shield still intact, was likewise kicked flying and crashed down onto the ground below the arena.

One rule of the contest: whether defeated or knocked off the arena, you lose.

"Principle force… that's principle force…"

"Heavens, this guy is a Jin Dan cultivator!"

"No wonder!"

"So that's how it is!"

"Damn… he's a Jin Dan cultivator? This is bullying!"

The crowd erupted in murmurs.

Next, over a dozen challengers surrendered outright.

He's a Jin Dan cultivator—what's the point of fighting?

Of the ten arenas, only nine had Jin Dan cultivators, and those nine held positions one through nine.

The sole exception was the guardian of the tenth Dragon Arena—a twelve-layer cultivator without a Daoist channel.

Now, another channeler had appeared?

How could anyone compete?

"No more!"

"I surrender—no chance!"

"At the very end, how did another Jin Dan cultivator show up?"

On the tenth arena, many declared they wouldn't fight.

But some still eagerly stepped forward.

After all, some were confident; others had trained powerful scriptures and spells, believing their extraordinary techniques could match Jin Dan cultivators.

Otherwise, why would so many challengers gather before the first nine arenas?

At the very back of the crowd surrounding the tenth Dragon Arena stood a black-robed cultivator, smiling as he watched the arena.

This man's Dao name was Bu Nu, his cultivation at the eleventh layer of Jin Dan—he too was a Jin Dan channeler.

He came from a remote large commandery; due to a closed retreat, he arrived late and only showed up today.

He had intended to claim the tenth Dragon Arena for himself.

But He Pingsheng had beaten him to it.

No matter.

Though both were Jin Dan channelers, he felt his cultivation far surpassed He Pingsheng's—he didn't take He Pingsheng seriously at all.

"Hehehe…" Bu Nu True Person chuckled softly: "Just relying on a bit of principle force… how laughable, how laughable…"

"Very well—let me knock him off the arena!"

Bu Nu True Person stepped forward, hands clasped behind his back, head slightly raised, looking at He Pingsheng: "Rest a while… I'll be stepping up soon!"

His posture was the height of arrogance.

The crowd began whispering.

"Who is that?"

"I've never seen him before!"

"He must be a visitor from afar!"

"Could he be a Jin Dan channeler?"

"Almost certainly—otherwise, how could he be so arrogant?"

"Arrogant? That's confidence, not arrogance!"

Bu Nu True Person relished the attention, a faint smile on his lips.

He Pingsheng said: "No need to rest… come up!"

"Fine!"

Bu Nu True Person stepped forward and landed on the arena.

He landed not far from He Pingsheng and said: "I'll give you a chance—go ahead, kick first…"

"If you can knock me off the arena, you win!"

With that, Bu Nu True Person stood still on the arena.

A layer of light membrane surfaced along his body, glowing earth-yellow.

At first glance, He Pingsheng thought it was his own Earth Armor Spell.

This spell wasn't Earth Armor, but it clearly shared the same essence.

Damn—he's an earth-element cultivator too.

This defense is invincible.

He Pingsheng asked: "Ready?"

Bu Nu True Person smiled: "Friend, strike whenever you like!"

He Pingsheng rushed forward.

Bu Nu True Person smiled faintly—within his body, a faint earth-elemental principle force suddenly merged into the armor surrounding him.

Hehehe…

Bu Nu True Person chuckled: You think you're the only one who's a Jin Dan channeler?

When your leg touches my body, see if you can still move it.

If you can't even kick me, it'll be you who's humiliated.

At that moment, He Pingsheng's leg struck Bu Nu True Person's body.

Wood overcomes earth.

This time, He Pingsheng used wood-elemental spiritual qi and wood-elemental principle force.

Yet!

This blow only forced Bu Nu True Person to stagger back two steps—he was not knocked off.

"This…" He Pingsheng instantly understood: Jin Dan channeler!

Damn—he's a Jin Dan channeler too?

Not only a Jin Dan channeler, but his cultivation is higher than He Pingsheng's.

Knocking him off would be nearly impossible.

When both sides wield heaven-and-earth principle forces, it's as if neither side has them.

"Friend, surrender now while you still can!" Bu Nu True Person sneered. "Or when I strike… your life or death will be uncertain!"

He Pingsheng said nothing—he extended his leg again and kicked toward Bu Nu True Person.

"Again?" Bu Nu True Person sneered, unleashing boundless magic power.

The outer shield blazed with blinding light.

But it was useless!

Boom…

A black light erupted from He Pingsheng's leg.

Bu Nu True Person was then kicked like a ball, slamming into the massive defensive array's light membrane, then bouncing back down.

He fell with a thud onto the ground.