Chapter 64 Strength and Pride

Chapter 64 Strength and Pride

Long Tian and Feng Yuhao had sealed their wager. Long Tian staked his Fire Breath Technique, while Feng Yuhao offered his Blue Flame Technique. Both young men shared the same confidence: "I'm stepping on a gem."

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All eyes focused on a man entering the arena. Long Tian raised an eyebrow; this man was the mysterious monk he had encountered on the second floor.

At this moment, the monk was enveloped in a golden aura that exuded a tremendous positive force. Simultaneously, he assumed a stance, his palms focusing on the stone. His pupils disappeared as he concentrated.

"Oh, Buddha, grant me strength," he murmured.

His aura grew even stronger, and he struck the stone with his palm.

Bang!

The impact was so powerful that it resounded throughout the area. Even from a distance, many noticed and turned their gaze toward the source of the sound.

Some even approached to get a closer look.

In that moment, text appeared on the screen above: [Strength: 69,999kg]

The monk's expression displayed joy and relief. "Thank you, oh Buddha," he whispered his gratitude.

The audience erupted into cheers, praising the monk's feat. Meanwhile, Long Tian, standing aside, couldn't help but observe the monk attentively.

From the golden aura, he sensed that the monk was a Flowing Qi realm cultivator, but clearly at a high level, possibly surpassing his own.

At this point, the monk followed the same actions as the long-haired man earlier. He placed his palm on the stone and focused his energy.

The aura around him grew stronger, and a few seconds later, the imposing silhouette of a giant Buddha appeared behind him.

Chills ran down the spines of the spectators as they saw the colossal Buddha, and even Long Tian and Feng Yuhao were astonished. It was undeniably a high-level martial spirit, possibly B, A, or even S-Class.

A few seconds later, text appeared on the screen: [Soul Strength: 1180]

Everyone was stunned by this revelation.

"Damn, over a thousand... that means he advances to the next level."

"Unbelievable, there are very few with a soul strength exceeding a thousand. If that's not B or A-Class, then he must have cultivated his martial spirit to a high level."

"Maybe he hails from one of the strongest sects in China. Or perhaps he's a wandering cultivator?"

After a few moments of consideration, he made his choice. His gaze remained fixed on the stone as a red aura enveloped his body.

He chose to tap into the demonic power he had acquired from the Demon's Abyss.

His aura felt ominous, in stark contrast to the golden, positively charged aura of the mysterious monk.

The onlookers also sensed Long Tian's aura, causing a shiver to run down their spines.

Long Tian focused on the stone, his fist clenched tightly. The combined power of his 5 level Flowing Qi and his demonic energy merged as he struck the stone.

Bang!

His fist collided with the stone, sending powerful vibrations through it, creating tremors in the arena and floor. Everyone in the vicinity could feel the vibrations.

Shortly thereafter, text appeared on the screen above: [Strength: 74,112kg]

Oeveryone were astonished by this result.

"Damn, over 70,000 kilograms? Am I seeing this correctly? He looks so young!"

"Incredible, that's even more than what the monk achieved."

"Haha, he's undoubtedly a genius. Maybe I can invite him to join the White Tiger Sect."

Amidst the praise, Long Tian simply smiled. His strength exceeded the monk's by more than 4,000 kilograms.

However, it wasn't over yet; the test of soul strength remained. But he had no worries; with his dragon god martial spirit, he was confident.

He placed his hand on the stone and closed his eyes, concentrating. In the next moment, a powerful aura emerged, pressing down on everyone.

People sweated under the intense pressure. At that moment, the sound of a dragon's growl echoed through the very air, not as a manifested martial spirit but as a large, red energy above Long Tian.

Long Tian couldn't release his martial spirit here. Although it wasn't an issue, it would affect the arena's marble and walls with its radiation.

A few seconds later, text appeared on the screen: [Soul Strength: 2238]

As those numbers burst into fiery prominence, the air crackled with a searing buzz of amazement. Over 2,000... it blazed as an astonishing score.

Amid the heated discussions, Feng Yuhao wore a grim expression. These numbers were truly extraordinary—over 70,000 kilograms for physical strength and over 2,000 for soul strength. He suddenly felt a pang of unease.

But he promptly shook his head, affirming to himself that he could outshine Long Tian.

In this very moment, Long Tian soared through the air, advancing towards the fourth floor.

Witnessing this, filled with unwavering determination and bolstered by unshakable confidence, Feng Yuhao strode purposefully toward the arena's entrance.

Right there, he would surpass Long Tian!