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Chapter 67

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Tonight's Dragon General, Ling Yong, walked out of the passage and entered the competition arena holding that ninety-seven-jin black steel coiled dragon stick.

This peak Body-Breaking Realm martial artist was one meter eighty-three tall, with his upper body bare, revealing muscles as solid as rock.

Boxers would be checked before going on stage; they couldn't carry anything other than designated weapons, nor could they wear any protective gear.

Because tonight was a weapon fight, it was actually the same whether they wore clothes or not, so Steel Bear and Black Blade also revealed their upper bodies just like Ling Yong.

Only Li Fei wore a mask and a black martial robe, wrapping himself up tightly.

However, he definitely couldn't wear the stab-proof vest inside, and he didn't bring lime powder either; he just wore a single garment and carried a steel blade.

Ling Yong held the black steel coiled dragon stick, which was as thick as a bowl, with one hand, carried it on his shoulder, and walked toward the three of them step by step in a very relaxed posture.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

His footsteps sounded like drumbeats, and every time they rang out, they brought an extra point of pressure to people.

The distance was constantly being closed, and the momentum on Ling Yong's body became heavier and heavier; in the eyes of the three, the person walking opposite was no longer a person, but a fierce tiger coming down the mountain, about to choose someone to devour!

"【Tiger Pattern】, a first-grade superior fire-attribute implanted body, the extraordinary ability is to allow people to possess super explosive power."

Information related to Ling Yong appeared in Li Fei's mind.

The 【Tiger Pattern】 mentioned in the information only had one extraordinary ability, but the powerful momentum Ling Yong was displaying at this moment clearly exceeded the scope of ordinary people!

"Is it because Ling Yong is already at the peak of the Body-Breaking Realm and has developed the implanted body very deeply, so the 【Tiger Pattern】 has a new extraordinary ability?"

Such a conjecture flashed through Li Fei's mind.

If that were the case, then this battle tonight wouldn't be easy to fight.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

Steel Bear and Black Blade both looked at Ling Yong, who was walking slowly from the front, with heavy expressions; their breathing became heavier and heavier, and large drops of sweat flowed down their foreheads.

When a newcomer who had never fought a match went on stage for the first time, even if they didn't throw a single punch from beginning to end and only defended passively, they would consume a large amount of physical energy in just a few minutes, appearing even more tired than their opponent.

This was caused by being too nervous.

Steel Bear and Black Blade were already experienced boxers and originally wouldn't have made such a mistake, but at this moment, they were influenced by Ling Yong's powerful momentum, and unconsciously, their nerves became tighter and tighter.

"Can't wait like this anymore!"

Li Fei made a decision.

Perhaps it was because he had the steel armor implanted body in his body, or perhaps it was because of the Ten Thousand Blood Pearl, Ling Yong's momentum didn't have any influence on him.

To others, it was a heavy pressure like a mountain, but to him, it was like a breeze blowing across his face.

He felt nothing.

Li Fei took the lead, leaped over Steel Bear who was at the front, and swung his blade to kill Ling Yong!

"Haha, sure enough, a rookie, in a hurry to find death."

In the private box, Zhou Yuan, who saw this scene, sneered, feeling that victory was in his grasp tonight.

In the Dragon-Tiger Fights where a "Tiger Swallows the Dragon" occurred in the history of the Qingyuan Boxing Stronghold, it was always the three Tiger Generals cooperating sincerely and playing very good coordination, only then could they win with difficulty.

Like Li Fei rushing up alone to fight the Dragon General one-on-one, without exception, they all ended in a miserable defeat!

Ling Yong was a bit surprised to see Li Fei rushing toward him.

The audience outside the arena couldn't feel that pressure, but he knew it clearly.

He was a wandering martial artist in the Jianghu, coming to the Qingyuan Boxing Stronghold to box; one was to earn money, and the other was to polish his cultivation.

Having fought on the Heaven-class arena of the boxing stronghold for almost two years, he was getting closer and closer to the Qi-Changing Realm, and his development of the 【Tiger Pattern】 in his body was getting deeper and deeper; he finally successfully developed a second extraordinary ability—Tiger Might!

This ability was very similar to those arts that shocked people's hearts, but the effect on martial artists was better than arts.

"After winning this match, the money saved should be enough for me to buy the elixir for breaking through the realm."

Ling Yong thought so.

When Li Fei was only about three meters away from him, his right arm visibly expanded, and veins bulged high, like small snakes, and at the same time, orange-red and black stripes appeared.

Swish!!!

The sound of the air being blasted rang out in the arena.

The ninety-seven-jin black steel coiled dragon stick was like a straw in Ling Yong's hand, and he swung it with one hand, creating an afterimage, smashing it toward Li Fei!

Clang—

The huge metal collision sound drowned out the air explosion sound, a large spray of sparks splashed, and Li Fei held his blade and flashed to the left.

The blade in his hand was chipped, but he wasn't knocked flying by a stick as everyone else predicted; instead, he swung his blade and clashed with the other party's iron stick, then borrowed the force to flash to the side.

He stood firm!

This scene surprised everyone present.

"He's nothing more than this, what are you two panicking about?!"

Li Fei's low voice came from under the mask and resounded throughout the arena.

Steel Bear and Black Blade behind saw this scene, and then heard Li Fei's voice, and suddenly woke up like a dream, cheering up again.

The teammate was actually this fierce?

There's a chance!

"Kill—"

Steel Bear and Black Blade looked at each other, then shouted and rushed forward.

"I'm nothing more than this?"

A flash of anger flashed in Ling Yong's eyes.

His left arm also expanded, and tiger patterns appeared on it, and the momentum on his body became heavier.

This scene reminded Li Fei of the two experts who were both martial and arts dual-cultivators of the Anshen Sect that he had killed before.

Later, he checked the implanted bodies used by those two people in the "Complete Guide to Implanted Bodies" that Hao Yi gave him; it was the first-grade superior 【Flame Pattern】, which was very similar to Ling Yong's 【Tiger Pattern】; both were first-grade superior, and both were fire-attribute.

It's just that the characteristic of 【Flame Pattern】 was a continuous offensive, while the characteristic of 【Tiger Pattern】 was a single powerful explosion.

This was also the reliance that Li Fei had confidence in winning this match tonight.

Two experts who were both martial and arts dual-cultivators were killed by him alone; now dealing with one Ling Yong, and with two helpers together, there was no reason why he couldn't win, right?

Not to mention that he had now reached the Body-Breaking Realm, his blood bar was thicker, and he had an extra Blood Soul Skill.

Ling Yong finally held the iron stick with both hands, then swung it in the air, smashing it toward Li Fei with all his might!

Li Fei immediately leaped backward, dodging this strike.

The harsh sound of breaking through the air rang out throughout the arena again; because the speed of dancing was too fast, the strong stick wind even formed a white shockwave!

Bang!!!

The iron stick smashed heavily on the ground, smashing a large pit into the ground and splashing mud.

Although Li Fei dodged the iron stick, he couldn't dodge the white shockwave and was hit head-on.

Rip—

This shockwave was like a sharp blade, cutting a large opening in Li Fei's black martial robe, and a mark was also left on the ghost mask on his face.

One strike missed, and Ling Yong, taking advantage of the power like a volcanic eruption in his arms, continued to launch an attack.

The pitch-black iron stick that smashed on the ground suddenly leaped upward, like a black dragon going out to sea.

Immediately after, this black dragon danced wildly, and white shockwaves were like the huge waves it splashed, enveloping Li Fei.

The dragon stirred the sea, and the four seas surged!

When Ling Yong's killing move was used, Steel Bear and Black Blade, who were rushing over from behind, both showed expressions of despair.

Under such an offensive, let alone a body of flesh and blood, even a piece of iron would be smashed bent, smashed broken, and smashed to pieces!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Several crisp sounds were mixed in the harsh sound of breaking through the air, and the pitch-black stick shadows danced into a piece, with sparks splashing out from it.

The next second, Ling Yong withdrew his move.

Li Fei was still standing in place perfectly fine!

But the steel blade in his hand had already broken into two pieces.

Not only that, there were cyan fragments falling.

The ghost mask on Li Fei's face was hit by the strong stick wind and also shattered.

(End of chapter)

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