Chapter 477: Chapter 477: Xiao Fangu Gets Thrashed, Fortuitously Meets Zhu Yongfu
Xiao Fangu felt a twinge of regret.
He realized that he had severely underestimated Dong Qiang’s strength.
Not to mention anything else, the sheer power contained within that one punch was enough to drive him to despair.
“Do you have any other moves?”
Dong Qiang did not continue his assault but instead looked at Xiao Fangu, his arms hanging loosely at his sides, “If you have no other moves, I might have to end this battle.”
Both Dong Dongqiang and Demon King Huyuan could tell from within his mind that Xiao Fangu wasn’t lacking in strength, but when compared to him, it was simply not at the same level.
To crush the opponent was as easy as turning over his hand.
“Arrogant! Do you really think you can suppress me at will?” Xiao Fangu erupted in furious anger, suddenly sheathing his sword, “Watch closely, I, Xiao Fangu, am also capable of using the Sword Drawing Technique!”
He instantly concentrated the energy around his body.
His body began to glow as countless colorful auras flowed into his sword, making it heavy.
Clang!
When Xiao Fangu drew his sword, the entire blade of the Spirit Sword emitted a bright and transparent light, like a miniature sun suspended high in the sky, exceptionally dazzling.
“It’s really the Sword Drawing Technique!”
“Even Junior Brother Xiao has learned it!”
Bai Minglu, Xi Xinyu, and others stood on the distant mountain peak, watching Xiao Fangu execute the Sword Drawing Technique, their eyes full of surprise.
Everyone’s eyes widened.
“It really is the Sword Drawing Technique!” Even Dong Qiang showed a look of surprise, feeling a hint of pressure.
“Don’t panic, Xiao Fangu’s Sword Drawing Technique is still immature. It doesn’t compare to the Misty Sect’s Yun Jie’s technique; its power is very average. With your strength, you can easily block it,” Dong Dongqiang immediately analyzed.
“Really?” Dong Qiang’s eyes brightened.
He immediately released his Spiritual Sense to scout, and then he discovered that the aura bursting forth from Xiao Fangu’s sword was strong and fierce but lacking something.
“As expected, it looks good but is of little use.”
Dong Qiang spotted the flaw, grinned, and raised his fist, unleashing the greatest physical strength he possessed.
And at that moment, Xiao Fangu finally drew his entire sword.
Clang!
The terrifying Sword Qi slashed out, as if splitting the entire sky in two. Everyone’s eyes were filled with blinding sword light, causing them to squint involuntarily.
“Tyrant Fist!”
Dong Qiang swung his fists, accumulating power, and forcefully smashed them down.
Behind him appeared a massive fist imprint, which collided with the Sword Qi with a thunderous crash.
Crack!
The Sword Qi from Xiao Fangu shattered on the spot, and the fist imprint, undiminished in might, struck Xiao Fangu’s chest, sending him flying for over a dozen miles, crashing into the nearby Flowing Water River.
Splash!
The crisp river water was lifted into the air, churning out waves before falling back down, soaking Xiao Fangu like a drowned rat.
“Cough! Cough! Cough!”
He climbed onto the shore, looking at his sunken chest, not knowing how many ribs were broken, his shirt also stained red, his entire body weak and powerless, barely making it to the bank.
“Junior Brother Xiao!”
Xi Xinyu let out a sharp cry and quickly rushed over, helping Xiao Fangu up and feeding him medicine for his wounds.
“Junior brother, you’ve already lost your ability to fight; admit defeat!” Bai Minglu also hurried over.
Looking at Xiao Fangu’s weak body, Bai Minglu shook his head, feeling that he was truly overestimating himself.
His battle with Dong Qiang was simply a one-sided beating; the gap between the two was vast, like a chasm.
“I am not willing to accept this!”
Xiao Fangu pounded the ground hard, leaving behind countless fine cracks that spread outward like a spider web.
Drawing heavy breaths, he looked up at Dong Qiang towering in the sky, feeling as if the other’s figure was so majestic, like a tall peak impossible to surmount.
“Damn it!”
Xiao Fangu kept thumping the ground.
Eventually, looking up at Dong Qiang in the sky, he uttered a faint whisper:
“I lost!”
He was seriously injured and no longer had the strength to fight.
“Farewell!” Upon hearing Xiao Fangu concede, Dong Qiang cupped his hands together, glanced at the flabbergasted onlookers, and immediately left with the many disciples of Liuyun Sect.
“Brother Dong, you’re truly too powerful.”
“Our Liuyun Sect is proud to have you!”
The disciples of Liuyun Sect looked at Dong Qiang with eyes full of admiration, almost wishing to kneel on the ground and raise their hands in praise.
By the banks of Flowing Water River.
Xiao Fangu had recovered some of his injuries and, thinking back on his crushing defeat today, and then recalling the odd looks from everyone, felt an unnamed rage burning in his heart.
“Leave me alone!”
He shrugged off Xi Xinyu’s hand, flew away on his sword in front of everyone, and pushed his speed to the maximum, disregarding the depletion of his True Yuan, and desperately fled the scene.
“Junior Brother Xiao!”
Xi Xinyu wanted to rush after him, but Bai Minglu stopped her with an outstretched hand, saying, “He has experienced failure, and his mood must be terrible. He needs some time alone; don’t disturb him.”
Xi Xinyu then let out a sigh.
Although Xiao Fangu had been defeated, in her heart, he would always be her hero.
She believed that one day, Xiao Fangu would rise again and declare his strength to the entire Mystique Kingdom.
The four great peaks of Misty Sect.
There weren’t many spectators.
After all, at least three hundred people had entered the Spirit Gathering Tower, over a hundred had entered the Cultivation Tower, and many disciples were out on missions, so not many were left in the Sect.
“Sigh, Xiao Fangu really does keep fighting despite repeated failures.”
Brother and sister Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu shook their heads.
As First Generation Disciples, they had witnessed the events of the challenge between Xiao Fangu and Huo Yunjie.
For this genius who had once betrayed Misty Sect, they felt nothing but contempt.
However, Xiao Fangu’s spirit of persisting despite repeated failures did deserve some praise.
Atop the Floating Mountain Peak.
Ye Feng yawned.
“As expected,” he murmured.
Xin Guangxuan shrugged his shoulders and said, “I thought Xiao Fangu had gained a lot of strength, but in the end, that’s all there is! However, the fact that he learned the Sword Drawing Technique is quite impressive.”
“Regardless, his strength is above both of us; he truly is strong,” Baihua Xiao chimed in.
“True,” Xin Guangxuan nodded in agreement.
Thanks to the Meridian Recurrence Pill provided by Ye Feng, Xin Guangxuan had advanced to the Element Gathering Realm long ago, and soon after, Baihua Xiao also achieved a breakthrough.
Afterward, they both gained a significant increase in their cultivation levels thanks to the Heavenly Dew.
As of today, Xin Guangxuan was already at the third level of the Element Gathering Realm.
And Baihua Xiao was at the peak of the second level of the Element Gathering Realm.
“Alright, we haven’t eaten yet; Sect Master Ye is treating, you and your spouse stay for a meal before you leave,” Ye Feng stood up and suggested to the couple.
“Then we thank Sect Master Ye,” Xin Guangxuan and Baihua Xiao quickly bowed in thanks.
If they hadn’t maintained a good friendship with Ye Feng before, which Element Gathering Realm practitioner could dine with Ye Feng now?
Thinking of this, the couple felt as if they had picked up a bargain.
…
Xiao Fangu was flying wildly.
He ignored his own exhaustion and kept flying determinedly.
Finally, Xiao Fangu collapsed from exhaustion.
He fell from a height of several dozen meters, crashing into the center of a valley, shattering a newly built wooden hut, and tumbled face-up into the center of a crater, panting heavily.
“Which blind thing smashed my newly built wooden hut!” a voice cursed angrily.
Xiao Fangu coughed and opened his blurry eyes, following the sound of footsteps, and saw a middle-aged, slightly balding, portly uncle appear in his view, with an angry expression on his face.
“Eh, Xiao Fangu!”
Zhu Yongfu caught sight of the person inside the pit, paused in surprise, and then expressed his astonishment.
“You…you know me?”
Xiao Fangu struggled to make out the chubby uncle’s face but found him unfamiliar, having never seen him before.