CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: YOU THINK... YOU CAN KILL ME!?

Watching Fang Qingyu’s returning figure.

Wu Yan and Qin Qi each came up from a side, unable to resist raising Fang Qingyu’s fist to examine it repeatedly.

Indeed, it was completely unharmed...

The two spoke in unison, "What kind of freak are you!?"

"Is it that surprising?"

Fang Qingyu raised an eyebrow.

"Isn’t this surprising!?"

Wu Yan almost laughed out of exasperation, following behind him back to their seats.

"Cough cough, the tournament is about to start."

Seeing that they were somewhat persistent, Fang Qingyu quickly changed the subject.

He felt helpless too.

He couldn’t possibly say that not only had he brought Baji Fist to the Transformation Realm in such a short time, but also practiced the Observation Method to Great Success...

The reason for not using the knife earlier was also because of this.

Currently, his power is 512KG, with the Dragon and Tiger Force, it’s 1024KG, plus 51KG with Qi Blood, and together with the Transformation Realm Baji Fist and the Dragon and Tiger Force’s trait of strengthening the flesh and bones.

One punch could send the opponent flying.

If he held back, it might actually waste a lot of energy.

"..."

The two looked at Fang Qingyu’s serious expression...

They had no choice but to hold back in frustration.

Every time Fang Qingyu didn’t want to answer, it was like this.

Fortunately, the tournament didn’t stop because of Fang Qingyu’s performance, and after a brief discussion about releasing the news of the Transformation Realm Baji Fist.

Everyone refocused their attention on the new matches.

The remaining 4 matches.

All were battles between believers.

Tong Ran continued to exert his terrifying dominance.

Water.

In his hands, it was played with like art.

No one could withstand even a single move.

Just like a true transcendent, unleashing attacks as if on a different level on the field.

The fourth round ended.

Only 4 contestants remained.

Fang Qingyu stepped forward to draw lots.

With a one-third chance...

He missed!

He drew another believer.

This made Wu Yan and Qin Qi breathe a sigh of relief.

This meant at least one from the Martial Arts Class would make it to the top two.

But before the match could start.

Another jaw-dropping event occurred.

The opponents of both Fang Qingyu and Tong Ran.

Actually chose to concede simultaneously...

"They probably fear getting injured, affecting their battle for third place."

Wu Yan helped analyze.

After all, Fang Qingyu’s fight against Tang Lingchuan was also a knockout!

Absolutely no believer dared to underestimate him.

Just like that.

The finals began earlier than expected.

More and more people filled the arena.

Originally, with Tong Ran as the seedling, the championship seemed a certainty in their eyes.

But then Fang Qingyu, this dark horse, suddenly emerged.

The finals now seemed worth watching.

Yet, most people still didn’t have much hope for Fang Qingyu.

Just needed some understanding from mythological records.

To know how terrifying Gonggong’s power truly was.

As his believer.

He naturally possessed invincibility within the same tier.

Only Wu Yan and Qin Qi continued to cheer for Fang Qingyu.

"Qingzi, don’t feel pressured, you have to believe you’re fierce..."

Wu Yan thumped Fang Qingyu’s leg.

"Yeah, Qingzi, if you win, I’ll introduce you to my three good girlfriends, you can choose for yourself..."

Qin Qi massaged Fang Qingyu’s shoulder.

"I’ll try my best, I’ll try my best."

Fang Qingyu couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled the two away.

"Will the contestants please come up to the stage."

At that moment, Ji Yang’s voice rang out.

"Here we go."

Fang Qingyu waved to the two of them and walked up to the stage.

Once again, he didn’t bring a sword.

Tong Ran wore the same indifferent expression, hands in pockets, seemingly just going through the motions.

Fang Qingyu initiated the Breathing Technique.

Feeling the pressure from the opponent.

This feeling didn’t make him fearful.

Instead, it made him more and more...

Excited!!!

"Qingzi... can he win?"

Watching from below, Zheng Lin and Qin Hui both felt nervous for Fang Qingyu.

It was just a subconscious murmur.

Unexpectedly, Lin Kang nodded calmly.

"He can."

"?"

Zheng Lin and Qin Hui looked slightly surprised.

"The match begins!!!"

Before the two could ask more questions, Ji Yang suddenly announced the start.

All eyes were focused on the field.

As soon as the words were spoken.

Fang Qingyu stepped forward, shattering the ground with his first strike.

To fight a believer, one must get close!

Baji Fist, carrying a fierce wind, aimed directly at Tong Ran’s face.

Where the fist passed, the air burst with explosive sounds, gold and silver patterns faintly appearing under his bloodline.

Tong Ran’s expression remained unchanged.

He extended his right hand, lightly moving his fingers.

"Swoosh——"

In the path of Fang Qingyu’s charge, a water curtain suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a reanimated prehistoric serpent, coiling around Fang Qingyu’s arm layer by layer.

The fierce and unmatched fist force was completely neutralized by the soft water.

Fortunately, Fang Qingyu had anticipated this scene early on.

His right leg suddenly stomped on the ground.

"Baji!"

Bang!

The ground trembled violently, rubble tumbling upward.

The Dragon and Tiger Force hidden within the fist momentum penetrated the water curtain, the visible Qi Force exploded from the fist’s edge, shattering the liquid giant python into countless water droplets.

Tong Ran’s face changed for the first time...

Yet he let out a speechless "heh."

A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

Why do even other believers know to concede, but this martial artist fails to recognize the gap between them?

Tong Ran raised his right hand again, five fingers slightly spread.

Suddenly, three diamond-shaped water shields condensed in the air, with the liquid surface flowing with dark blue ripples.

However, in the next second, a tiger’s roar exploded from Fang Qingyu’s throat.

"Mountain Pressing!!"

His stamping foot left spiderweb cracks on the ground, and the Dragon and Tiger Force dormant in his meridians erupted like a volcano.

The golden threads across his body surged violently.

The secret technique of the Transformation Realm Baji Fist was fully revealed at this moment.

Before his shoulder even touched the water shield, the ferocious Qi Force had already torn through the liquid barrier first.

The golden-glowing fist pierced through the flying water mist, landing squarely on Tong Ran’s left cheekbone.

"Bang!"

A bone-cracking sound that made one’s teeth ache exploded throughout the venue.

Tong Ran flew out diagonally, but he clenched his fingers tightly in mid-air.

Fang Qingyu, who wanted to pursue his victory, was frozen in place.

When he broke free from the water vines...

Tong Ran had already staggered to his feet in the distance, muttering nonstop.

"Good...good...good..."

After speaking, he suddenly raised his head to look at Fang Qingyu.

In his extremely cold gaze, there was only the arrogance that felt violated and angry!!

"Die!!!"

Tong Ran raised both hands fiercely.

Between his raised hands, two dark blue vortices appeared out of thin air, water droplets from the dome defying gravity and rising into the air, converging into a sky-shrouding wave amidst the audience’s rising exclamations.

"Furious Sea·Thousand Layers!"

With a cold shout, the monstrous wave crashed down.

Fang Qingyu’s pupils contracted sharply, and the Dragon and Tiger Force swirled throughout his body in an instant.

He was about to brace himself with a bow step and sunken waist when the ground suddenly collapsed beneath him.

"Boom!"

The three-meter-high water wall crashed down heavily.

Fang Qingyu was like a lone boat swept into a deep sea whirlpool.

Tong Ran, with blood-stained lips, revealed a cold smile, grasping with his five fingers in mid-air.

The surging water currents wrapped around the surrounding rubble, throwing them all into the debris pit where Fang Qingyu was.

"Qingzi!"

The audience erupted with Wu Yan and Qin Qi’s distorted screams.

Yet...

The referee showed no sign of intervening or speaking.

Tong Ran, touching his swelling face, didn’t rush forward to check, continuously using water to wrap up rubble and continue smashing!!

But in the next second.

In the debris pit...

A hand suddenly extended out.

Bang——

A figure shot out, landing on the ground.

Dust and water droplets scattered from his whole body...

Accompanied by traces of golden light and blood qi.

Fang Qingyu raised his head.

His mouth involuntarily cracked into a grin, and the wild golden light in his eyes was blazing.

"Do you think...you can kill me!?"

Level 3 Blood Burst initiated!

Dragon and Tiger Force fully unleashed!!

The previously injured body was restored to its peak condition at this moment!!

Fang Qingyu felt that he could punch anyone to death right now!!!

The golden threads around him boiled like lava.

He shattered the green bricks beneath his feet, rushing out like a bolt of lightning.

Tong Ran waved both hands urgently, the monstrous water curtain condensed into a giant python to strangle him.

Yet Fang Qingyu merely sunk his waist and stamped his foot, the Baji Mountain-Breaking Force exploded through his body, and the water python instantly disintegrated into rain.

Tong Ran’s pupils sharply contracted, once again condensing the Ice Crystal Armor.

But it was pierced with a roar-laden Top Heart Elbow.

"Baji! Mountain Pressing!"

The sound of bones shattering exploded like firecrackers.

Tong Ran flew back like a broken kite.

Fang Qingyu pursued relentlessly, the Dragon and Tiger Force roaring in his meridians, his right fist transformed into a golden meteor, piercing through three water shields.

Tong Ran had yet to land.

His throat was already locked by a vice-like hand.

In plain view of everyone...

The once-unrivaled Tong Ran was choked by the neck and slammed heavily to the ground!!

Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!

Again and again...

The ground exploded with a network of cracks, and Tong Ran initially struggled, blood streaming from his nose and mouth.

But he was unable to shake Fang Qingyu’s wrist in the slightest.

And by now, he was already unconscious.

When Fang Qingyu raised him up once more to smash to the ground...

His wrist was suddenly grasped by a hand.

"That’s enough, let’s stop here."

"Huff..."

The madness in Fang Qingyu’s eyes gradually faded.

Reason reclaimed his mind.

He didn’t know why.

Every time he saw that kind of look in believers’ eyes, he couldn’t help but want to crush them.

As if watching a bunch of clowns insisting on jumping in front of him.

And this match.

There was no need for Ji Yang to announce the result.

The middle-aged man carrying the title of Martial Arts Grandmaster personally raised Fang Qingyu’s right hand.

"Fang Qingyu wins!!!"

The next second.

The entire venue erupted!!!