Volume 1, Chapter 10: Is That All You've Got?
“Mu Yi, now that I am empowered by the strength of the ancient sages, to me, you are nothing more than an insignificant ant. Do you understand that?”
In Mu Liancheng’s eyes burned pride, disdain, and a deep mockery directed at Mu Yi.
“Empowered by the strength of the ancient sages? I’d like to see just how much stronger you’ve become.”
A mocking smile curled at the corner of Mu Yi’s lips. Without wasting another word, he unleashed his Hundred Battles Dazzling Dragon Fist once more.
“This time, I will utterly crush you!”
Mu Liancheng also struck out. With a sudden gust of wind, his arm twisted like a dragon or serpent. As he struck the air, a muffled explosion echoed, like the roar of a dragon.
It was none other than the Mu family’s legendary martial art, a high-level human-grade technique: the Hundred Battles Dazzling Dragon Fist.
Before awakening the Great Dao Azure Sky Sacred Body, Mu Liancheng would never have been able to master this technique.
But now, everything had changed.
After awakening the Great Dao Azure Sky Sacred Body, mastering the Hundred Battles Dazzling Dragon Fist was child’s play, effortless.
Bang!
The two clashed fist to fist, both wielding the Hundred Battles Dazzling Dragon Fist.
But this time, it was Mu Yi who was forced back.
In just a brief exchange, Mu Yi’s body was knocked backward, stepping back eight times on the arena floor, each step leaving a deep imprint.
“How is it? Mu Yi, can you still laugh now?”
Though they both wielded the same martial art, Mu Liancheng was empowered by the Great Dao Azure Sky bloodline.
Mu Yi was not.
He could see that Mu Yi’s cultivation was the same as his, both at the first level of the Heavenly Gang realm.
Before awakening the Great Dao Azure Sky Sacred Body, Mu Liancheng was no match for Mu Yi.
But now, everything was different.
Victory was assured.
“Hmph, if that’s all your Great Dao Azure Sky Sacred Body’s power amounts to, then I must say I’m quite disappointed.”
What Mu Liancheng did not expect was that despite suffering a great loss, Mu Yi’s lips still bore a mocking smile.
“What do you mean? Even at death’s door, you still refuse to admit your impending defeat?”
Mu Liancheng sneered.
In his eyes, Mu Yi was simply unwilling to accept reality.
“Enough talk. Whether you can withstand the next punch I throw will determine if you still have the right to speak.”
Mu Yi finally grew serious.
The Dragon-Elephant Divine Demon War Body within him surged again, reaching its absolute limit.
At this moment, the expressions of the onlookers changed completely.
Especially the three family heads, who all rose to their feet, their pupils filled with terror.
They were among the four strongest in Lieshan City, each possessing the first level of the Divine Transformation realm.
Yet the aura erupting from Mu Yi filled them with dread.
Mu Yi’s body now emitted a deafening roar of dragon and elephant sounds, as if a dragon and elephant were about to break free, trampling the heavens and earth.
“Mu Liancheng, the next strike will shake heaven and earth—it is specially prepared for you. To die beneath my fist will be your honor.”
Mu Yi had played long enough. He no longer pretended and laid his cards on the table.
“Delusions of grandeur.”
Clearly, Mu Liancheng paid no heed to Mu Yi’s words.
——
He surged forward again, gathering all his power into his right fist. This punch was equally earth-shattering.
The crowd even glimpsed a towering, hundred-meter-high image of a sage looming in the sky behind him.
At this moment, he truly was the destined son favored by heaven!
The mightiest blow—the Hundred Fathoms Dazzling Dragon Fist—thundered toward Mu Yi’s body, so powerful that it seemed capable of ripping a hole through the heavens and earth.
Everyone expected Mu Yi to perish beneath that punch.
Suddenly, behind Mu Yi, golden light blazed, dragons roared and tigers howled, and the mysterious heavenly ascending dragon emerged.
It was as if, by some illusion, Mu Yi instantly transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being.
“The king’s way, the tyrant’s way, the way of heaven and man—take my punch, King’s Tyrant Fist!”
All six arms behind Mu Yi struck out simultaneously.
This punch defied description.
“Ah! No…”
Before anyone could comprehend what had happened, a pitiful scream erupted from Mu Liancheng on the arena.
Then, a figure soaked in blood was flung like a punching bag, landing a hundred meters away from the martial stage.
“It’s Mu Liancheng!”
The crowd saw the figure sprawled on the ground like a lump of rotten mud, clothes torn and soaked in blood—it was Mu Liancheng, once empowered by the strength of the ancient sages!
“Mu Liancheng has been defeated!”
“How is this possible? Mu Liancheng awakened the Azure Sky Sacred Body and wielded ancient sage power, inheriting the great fortune of heaven and earth—how could he lose to Mu Yi?”
“This is unbelievable! Just now, when Mu Liancheng unleashed the power of the Azure Sky Sacred Body, his punch was immense and unstoppable by ordinary men, yet he failed to harm Mu Yi and was instead severely wounded by a single punch? This…”
Everyone was stunned into silence by the scene.
Even the three great masters present were dumbfounded, their eyes wide with disbelief.
“Disciple!”
Mu Liancheng lay motionless on the ground, but Guo Baihe quickly rushed to his side, forcing a pill down his throat and pressing his hands against his back to heal him swiftly.
After a minute, Mu Liancheng finally opened his eyes, barely clinging to life.
“How do you feel, Mu Liancheng? Didn’t you think that awakening the Great Dao Azure Sky Sacred Body would transform you from a sparrow into a phoenix? How dare you bully your master now? Facing me, do you still dare utter those words from before?”
“Did you say I was unworthy to be the Mu family’s heir? You’ve completely replaced me. With just this meager strength, do you deserve to take my place?”
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