The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Despite Meng Langtian’s strong physical body, it was still a mortal flesh after all. The sharp golden spear could naturally pierce through it.

“Your moves are messy.” Holding the spear, Yang Xuanfeng coldly said to Meng Langtian.

Meng Langtian’s face turned pale, showing a trace of ferocity. Indeed, his moves had been chaotic and he had become flustered, which led to openings. Yang Xuanfeng seized this opportunity directly.

“I haven’t lost yet!” Meng Langtian roared, disregarding the injury caused by the spear piercing his shoulder. He grabbed the spear with one hand and swung his axe at Yang Xuanfeng with the other.

Yang Xuanfeng’s expression remained unchanged. He let go of the golden spear and easily dodged Meng Langtian’s axe. In a flash, he appeared behind Meng Langtian and struck out with a palm, radiant with golden light.

Boom!

His palm struck fiercely on Meng Langtian’s back, causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood and reveal an expression of pain.

Without pause, Yang Xuanfeng grabbed the spear shaft that had pierced through Meng Langtian’s shoulder and forcefully pulled it out from his back.

When the spear was pulled out from Meng Langtian’s body, a large amount of blood gushed out and splattered on the ground.

However, Meng Langtian’s physical strength was indeed strong. Despite such serious injuries, he still stood erect.

Furthermore, due to the existence of Demon Blood and Demon Bone within Meng Langtian, his wounds could heal at an incredibly rapid speed as long as they were not fatal.

At this moment, the horrifying bloody hole on his shoulder was visibly healing.

However, just then, a gush of fresh blood spurted out from the hole. Instead of healing, the wound felt a surge of intense aggression within it.

Meng Langtian’s face suddenly changed as he glared intensely at Yang Xuanfeng.

“What did you do?” Meng Langtian gritted his teeth as he asked. At this moment, the hole in his shoulder was so painful that his injury not only failed to recover, but was actually worsening.

Yang Xuanfeng smiled faintly: “Nothing, the wound was just tainted with the essence of my spear. If you don’t dispel this energy, your wound will not heal.”

Upon hearing this, Meng Langtian wished he could grind his teeth into dust. With his injury unable to heal, how could he continue fighting against Yang Xuanfeng?

Especially now, whenever he tried to use his Inner Strength, his shoulder ached intensely, making it nearly impossible to exert any substantial strength.

Those in the arena of Meng Kingdom showed gloomy expressions, especially Emperor Meng Long, whose face was as bitter as if he swallowed a dead rat.

On the other hand, Mu Hongchen and Huang Rulong were gloating over their misfortune.

The people of Qian Country, however, were cheering in unison, stirring up their morale. Every person was filled with excitement and elation.

On Yun Country’s side, their three top prodigies wore solemn expressions. The strength of Yang Xuanfeng brought a significant pressure on the three of them.

Their minds were filled with thoughts, pondering their odds of victory if they were to face Yang Xuanfeng. After careful consideration, they felt they had better chances against Fang Lin.

At least, the strength Fang Lin demonstrated did not make them feel as suffocated as Yang Xuanfeng’s.

At this moment, Meng Langtian hadn’t admitted defeat. Although he possessed the power to fight, his chances of winning were practically non-existent given the current situation.

If he insisted on fighting with Yang Xuanfeng, he would be the one at a disadvantage, and his injuries were likely to get worse.

The outcome, to any discerning person, was already clear, but Meng Langtian was too unwilling to accept defeat and continued to hesitate.

“When will he admit defeat?”

“Right! What is he still waiting for, admitting the loss now won’t be any more humiliating!”

“Admit defeat! Pretending to be tough would only make him lose face.”

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Mockery echoed from the audience, infuriating Meng Langtian further. His face was extremely gloomy.

Seeing this, Yang Xuanfeng sighed, “So you still insist on continuing.”

“Yes!” Meng Langtian roared with boiling Qi and blood all over his body, completely disregarding the blood gushing from his wound.

Boom!!!

Meng Langtian threw down his axe and threw out a punch. His entire Qi, Demon Qi, and vital force were all condensed in this punch.

This punch could be said to be Meng Langtian’s strongest attack. Regardless of victory or defeat, he would have no power left to fight after this punch.

Meng Langtian gambled everything on this punch, even if he could defeat Yang Xuanfeng with this punch, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

As the punch came, it brought an intense aura, making it seem as if the entire square was shaking. Even the onlookers far from the square were terrified by the terrifying power of this punch.

Others who faced this rainbow momentum-like punch that seemed capable of shattering the sky would probably be struck with fear.

Yang Xuanfeng also took it seriously. This was Meng Langtian’s last and strongest punch. Even though he held an absolute advantage at this moment, the situation could easily be reversed because of this punch.

After all, Meng Langtian was indeed very strong, and he hadn’t lost yet.

As the punch came, Yang Xuanfeng also spared no effort, his Inner Strength roiling, and the golden handprint appeared once again.

This golden handprint was also formed by Yang Xuanfeng condensing his entire inner strength, and its power was astonishing. The golden light swirling around it made it so dazzling that the people in the field could hardly open their eyes.

Boom! !!!!!

The next moment, Meng Langtian roared and struck his desperate punch heavily on the golden handprint.

For a time, the entire square was shaking, with rocks flying and the square cracking, as if it was going to collapse.

Not only that, the silhouettes of Meng Langtian and Yang Xuanfeng were both engulfed by the terrifying air waves, completely obscuring their condition from view.

Soon from the crumbling ground, soft lights began to appear, restoring the square to its former state.

After a while, people doubtfully looked towards the arena, and their faces revealed astonishment when they saw the scene inside.

“Impressive.” Standing among the people of Qian Country, Fang Lin couldn’t help but exclaim.

At this moment, Yang Xuanfeng was still standing there, albeit with his face a bit pale, obviously unharmed.

As for Meng Langtian, he was lying on the ground, obviously unconscious. His life was not in danger, however. But his injuries were severe, and even with the aid of Demon Blood and Demon Bone, he wouldn’t wake up anytime soon.

“Damn it!!!” Meng Long roared in anger, almost feeling his lungs explode with rage. Two members of the Meng royal family quickly came forward in a gloomy manner and dragged away the unconscious Meng Langtian.

By this point, all three people from Meng Kingdom had been defeated, and all of them lost to the two people from Qian Country.

“Meng Kingdom really lost face this time.” An older martial artist sighed.

Just as Yang Xuanfeng was about to return to Qian Country’s side, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind from behind. Someone was sneak attacking him.