Chapter 326 - 253: The City Lord’s Secret, Watermelon Pays a Visit

Chapter 326: Chapter 253: The City Lord’s Secret, Watermelon Pays a Visit

BAM!

A black fist slammed into a golden-red torso!

In that same instant, Tang Wen’s Eightfold Shocking Fist also landed on its target.

Both men shuddered and stumbled back several steps.

A shockwave erupted. With the two men at its epicenter, the blast of air exploded outward in all directions.

It was like the blast wave from a howitzer.

The mountainside crumbled beneath their feet. Rocks and debris, large and small, were caught in the shockwave and sent hurtling through the air.

PTHOO!

Tang Wen’s body shuddered as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Beneath the shroud of his Dark Defense Technique, Huang the Seventeenth Lang’s face was deathly pale.

THUD THUD THUD!

After only a moment’s pause, the two lunged at each other once more!

They were like giant bears in a fight to the death, colliding recklessly, unyielding, freezing for an instant before violently recoiling apart!

The repeated collisions created a shockingly brutal spectacle.

BAM, BAM, BAM.

Dust and smoke filled the air as rubble flew in all directions.

They exchanged blows with their Shocking Fist Technique seven or eight times in a row, trading injury for injury.

Tang Wen’s internal organs were severely rattled. He was dizzy, his ears rang incessantly, and he spat out several more mouthfuls of blood. There wasn’t a single part of his body that didn’t ache.

On top of the Shocking Fists, Huang the Seventeenth Lang had also been struck by dozens of Spiritual Whips.

Blood streamed from all seven of his facial orifices, making him look like a Blood Demon incarnate. His killing intent was so thick that a single glance could chill a person to the bone.

Watching the battle, Li Zi and Elder Li couldn’t help but take half a step back, their faces showing they could hardly bear to watch as they leaned away from the scene.

"Die!" Huang the Seventeenth Lang knew he had no way out but to fight to the death.

The fight grew even more frenzied.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Pushed to the brink, he threw all caution to the wind. His Shocking Fist, which he had honed for years, seemed to achieve a breakthrough.

His bones emitted a dull groan, as if unable to bear the strain.

BAM!

The force of the fist was exceptionally heavy.

Tang Wen sensed something was wrong, but it was too late.

Elevenfold Shocking Fist.

Its killing power had more than doubled.

The punch sent him flying; Tang Wen felt as if he’d been hit head-on by a dump truck!

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP. His feet scrambled as he staggered backward from his higher vantage point. His vision went black, and he almost lost his balance.

His chest caved in. If one were to look beneath his clothes, there would undoubtedly be a very distinct fist print.

WHOOSH!

A fierce wind rushed to meet him. From his higher position, Huang the Seventeenth Lang rode the momentum of his advantage. Like a ferocious dragon pouncing on a deer, he brought another fist crashing down!

’Just die!’

The fist hurtled toward Tang Wen’s skull. If this punch landed true...

...death would be a certainty.

Huang the Seventeenth Lang had killed countless people, and for a moment, he could already visualize Tang Wen’s head exploding.

Elder Li glanced at the White Tiger and the others, wondering how they could remain so calm.

Li Zi was burning with anxiety, wanting to rush forward.

White Tiger Ah Qi raised a paw. With it here, Tang Wen absolutely would not die.

The fact that Tang Wen had held on this long, and the sheer toughness of the Body he displayed, had already far exceeded its expectations.

Then again, this Peak of Sixth Grade opponent was also stronger than average for his level.

’To think he could unleash so many Tenfold Shocking Fists in one go.’

HUMMM!

Tang Wen’s Spiritual Power descended—Dark Binding.

The Nine-Story Demon Tower didn’t have time to fully materialize; instead, it formed a crude cylinder, wide at the base and narrow at the top, and slammed straight down.

It enveloped his opponent like a black mist.

KRAK!

Huang the Seventeenth Lang’s charging figure slowed for a fraction of a second. Tang Wen seized that brief instant, spinning around to shed his outer garments and reveal the Moon Traveling Clothes beneath. Then, he vanished into thin air.

Stunned, his fist met only empty air. He lost his balance and stumbled forward.

Danger immediately assaulted his senses.

’What was that?’

’A Hidden Weapon?!’

Huang the Seventeenth Lang couldn’t afford to think. He used the power of wind to support his body, trying to forcibly change his trajectory, but he couldn’t stop his forward momentum.

HUM.

The air vibrated faintly, as if something invisible were slicing through it.

’Damn it!’

’Where is he?’

’Did he just vanish?’

Huang the Seventeenth Lang’s heart sank.

Tang Wen had already retreated a great distance. He channeled the formless technique of Shadow Concealed Blade, and the faint sound of dragons and elephants began to emanate from his body.

Empowered by the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants Technique, his entire body suddenly swelled in size.

[Body +1.9]

HUMMMMM!

The Shadow Concealed Blade and the Dark Power seemed to forge a black, invisible path for the iron balls.

One after another, they came in a dense barrage, sealing off every possible escape route for Huang the Seventeenth Lang.

The main reason Tang Wen had insisted on this one-on-one duel today was to gauge his own strength and test his various techniques.

BAM!

A sound like a bursting wineskin rang out.

As soon as Huang the Seventeenth Lang sensed the threat, he erected thick, invisible walls of wind in front, behind, and all around himself.

When the iron balls smashed into the wind wall, he quickly dodged.

Tang Wen was surprised. ’I didn’t expect him to react so fast.’

Not only that, but based on the trajectory of several of the iron balls, Huang the Seventeenth Lang seemed to have pinpointed something and lunged straight for it.

Although he couldn’t see anyone, his wind power had already enveloped Tang Wen, rendering the Invisibility useless. Seeing this, Tang Wen simply revealed himself, took half a step back, and unleashed his Spiritual Power with savage intensity—Spiritual Whip, Spiritual Whip, Spiritual Whip...

After such a prolonged battle, Huang the Seventeenth Lang’s Spiritual Power was almost completely drained.

His Spiritual Power had not yet reached the stage of Great Success, and his Recovery Power was nowhere near Tang Wen’s.

Now, with his reserves so low, the gap in their Spiritual Power had widened even further in Tang Wen’s favor.

The effects of the Spiritual Whip were even more potent than before.

Getting hit by these latest attacks brought him to the verge of collapse, but he desperately clung to a single conviction: ’I have to kill him! I have to kill this brat in front of me!’

BOOM!

The two men’s fists collided once more.

Tang Wen’s right arm went numb, and a chill went through him. ’I’ve injured the bone. I can’t keep clashing with him directly.’

Spiritual Whip, Spiritual Whip...

Spiritual Power flooded out from his pitch-black eyes.

At the same time, he gripped several iron balls and hurled them openly.

Huang the Seventeenth Lang weaved left and right, yet still continued to close the distance at high speed.

"Let’s end this here!"

Tang Wen shouted.

Hu Qi made its move, and a blast of wind trapped Huang Shiqi in place.

Tang Wen had more or less gauged his own strength. If he kept fighting head-on, he would end up injured, and it just wasn’t worth it.