God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 230 - 236: Battle with Bai Kuang Again

Chapter 230: Chapter 236: Battle with Bai Kuang Again

Eight Extremes Fist, the path of masculine ferocity, a single punch thrown embodies strength and power.

"Quite an Eight Extremes Fist, a skill refined to perfection." Old man Ye Yi’s pupils suddenly contracted upon witnessing this scene.

Down below, everyone was visibly shocked and moved.

Meng Wei’s eyes widened as he muttered to himself, "Is this the true power of the Eight Extremes Fist? Truly formidable!"

Song Wuliang laughed heartily, "Fang Yi, well done!"

Yao Bo, with a pork knuckle in his mouth, mumbled incomprehensibly, "Of course! Brother Yi is the most formidable!"

...

Bai Jingjing crossed her legs and sat beside Su Ge’er, both matching each other in presence.

And if one were to speak of beauty, perhaps Su Ge’er had the upper hand, but that was only because she dressed in an overly hot and sexy manner, naturally blessed with a seductive fox-like face.

Thus, in terms of beauty, they were closely matched.

"What a strong man, to roll in the sheets with him a few times would be thrilling," Su Ge’er said with seductive eyes half-closed, as if talking to herself.

But these words fell accurately into Bai Jingjing’s ears.

Bai Jingjing snorted coldly and said, "Su Ge’er, you think too much."

Suddenly, Su Ge’er turned her head and the corners of her phoenix eyes narrowed with a strange smile, "Bai Jingjing, this man is often with you, tell me, have you eaten him?"

Bai Jingjing held her head high with pride, "So what if I have?"

Su Ge’er chuckled, "Then leave some soup for your sister here, can you?"

Bai Jingjing’s face turned inexplicably red, then she scoffed coldly, "Want some soup? Dream on!"

Unspoken was: I’ve devoured it all, not leaving you even a drop of soup.

...

On the stage, Fang Yi gazed around proudly, eventually fixing his eyes on Bai Kuang. Then, Fang Yi made a provocative and insulting gesture—he gave Bai Kuang the middle finger.

Swish!

In an instant, all eyes were on Bai Kuang, expecting him to suppress Fang Yi’s arrogant aura, as Fang Yi’s posture of being Battle Invincible made them feel uneasy.

If Fang Yi were to truly win, then the White Tiger Alliance would leap to become the foremost among the five major factions. How could they stand by and watch Fang Yi’s victory, allowing the normally last-ranked White Tiger Alliance to sit above them?

Therefore, they pinned their hopes on Bai Kuang, essentially betting on him.

Finally, Bai Kuang rose to their expectations and stood up.

When Bai Kuang rose, the entire hall instantly erupted.

"With Young Master Bai taking action, he will definitely squash this arrogant Fang Yi underfoot!"

"It’s all on Young Master Bai now!"

"There’s going to be a good show now. I really want to see, what expression Fang Yi will have when he’s slapped in the face."

"Young Master Bai stepping up, truly a heroic figure."

Everyone flattered him, treating Bai Kuang as a hero. In their hype, Bai Kuang seemed invincible in battle, undefeatable in attack. As long as he took the stage, Fang Yi was bound to be trampled underfoot.

"Damn it, the shamelessness! Have they all forgotten that this Bai Kuang has been trampled underfoot by Fang Yi before, and even had his arm crippled by him?" Song Wuliang was annoyed.

Some people heard Song Wuliang’s words but chose to ignore them—just because one has lost once doesn’t mean they will lose a second time.

Yao Bo poured a cup of white liquor into his belly, his face flushed with boldness and fervor.

"Too much bullying!"

Yao Bo stood up, ready to make a move, but was held back by Yao Dong.

"Yao Bo, calm down, Brother Yi can handle this," Yao Dong said.

"Yeah, don’t worry, with Fang Yi’s cunning and slyness, he won’t suffer a loss," Song Wuliang also said.

Yao Bo sat down aggrieved and took a big swig.

...

Bai Kuang stepped onto the stage, still carrying his fierce and unparalleled momentum.

The whole hall was buzzing with excitement, eagerly anticipating the moment Bai Kuang would display his awesome might.

"You said your training went awry, it was obviously an act," Bai Kuang said coldly.

"Seems you’ve seen right through me..." Fang Yi said helplessly, though his face showed no sign of helplessness.

Bai Kuang sneered, "It doesn’t matter whether it was an act or not, today you will be under my feet."

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow and said, "Aren’t you worried that today will be just like at Broken Dragon Mountain, where you’ll get a faceful from me?"

Bai Kuang held his head high, his tone resolute, "I won’t make the same mistake twice."

Fang Yi mockingly said, "Likewise for me. If I could defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time."

It was a clash of titans!

Bai Kuang’s face went serious as he lunged at Fang Yi, whose combat power was extraordinary, having recently broken through from the Human Level Eighth to the Ninth tier.

That night, when Fang Yi had deliberately provoked Bai Kuang, he was half-doubtful, thinking Fang Yi was resorting to a ruse, and he would not take him lightly.

Now, Bai Kuang would be even less likely to underestimate his opponent.

Not giving his opponent the time to breathe or react, Bai Kuang was ready to knock Fang Yi down in one fell swoop.

So, Bai Kuang started off with the Thunderbolt Fist, the boxing technique he had mastered to perfection.

"The Bai Family’s Thunderbolt Fist, with its ferocious power when mastered to perfection, is no less than the Eight Extremes Fist..." the elderly Ye Yi muttered to himself.

"But I think this boy from the Bai Family has indeed brought the Thunderbolt Fist to perfection," another old man by Ye Yi’s side commented softly, with a tone suggesting he could survey all the mountains and rivers.

Ye Yi nodded and said, "Therefore, it’s too early to tell who will win and who will lose."

The old man next to Ye Yi smiled, "But I favor the boy from the Bai Family."

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The striking of fists and feet, like the collision of steel, produced such dull sounds, and with each collision, both sides exerted their inner strength.

Bai Kuang said coldly, "I never expected you, a mere Human Level Seven, to use your inner strength to such an extent; it truly surprises me. But I’m sorry, now that I’m a Human Level Nine, defeating you would be like squishing an ant."

Fang Yi replied impatiently, "You talk too much. So what if you’re Human Level Nine? Don’t think you’re the only one at that level."

Bai Kuang sneered, "Are you trying to say... you’re also Human Level Nine?" He could feel that Fang Yi’s energy was clearly still at Human Level Seven.

Fang Yi didn’t answer with words, but with action.

The Eight Extremes Fist, a looping uppercut, surged up like a startling dragon.

Another punch swung horizontally.

The Eight Extremes Fist emphasized charging forward with ferocity and violence.

"Hmph, so what if we clash fists, it’s time for you to fall," Bai Kuang sneered, channeling all his inner strength into his right arm and fist.

Bai Kuang deeply believed that with his strength at Human Level Nine, the punch he had just thrown would be undefendable for Fang Yi, at Human Level Seven, unless the latter was not human but a demon.

However, when Bai Kuang’s fist came face to face with Fang Yi’s, in a head-to-head clash, their fists touched, and Bai Kuang’s complexion abruptly changed.

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