I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 768: Chapter 62: The Demon King Descends on Bifang Mountain

When Tang Luo stepped onto the sixty-fifth platform, there were already hundreds of supporters beneath the platform. It was the same old formula, the same familiar taste and slogan.

After one punch, the platform champion fell unconscious, the platform was closed, and Tang Luo, with the championship seal in hand, moved onto another nearby platform.

The crowd spontaneously parted to carve out a path. The young masters of Longzhou’s top families all stood by, watching with incredulous expressions as Tang Luo moved onto the next platform. They were all heirs of the top families from all over Longzhou, now like a group of flunkeys, witnessing the miracle created by the Pride of Xiling.

After a brief ten moments, platform sixty-four was closed.

The dense crowd and the repeated closing of the platforms finally caught the attention of all the challengers. Through whispers that swept the crowd like wildfire, people finally realized, on the last day of the Four Corners Challenge on Bifang Mountain, a devil himself had arrived.

All twenty-five platforms at the western corner of the Four Corners Challenge had been shut down, completely falling!

Tang Luo stood bare-chested, revealing muscles that were robust like a sculpture. The exaggerated yet surging lines were as if drawn by a painter.

Over twenty championship seals were bundled in his clothes and slung over his left shoulder. Stone-faced, Tang Luo headed for the first of the northern platform, number fifty!

Leaving his clothes with the championship seals in a corner of the platform, Tang Luo walked to the center of the platform and calmly declared, “One punch. If you don’t end it, I consider it my loss.”

In the full twenty iterations of the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Contest’s history, there had perhaps never been a challenger as domineering as this. Twenty-five platforms, each ended with a single punch.

This put immense psychological pressure on Bu Aotian, the champion of platform fifty. He couldn’t help but yell, “Do you arrogant rascal know that you are challenging Martial Saint Mountain? I am of direct descent from the Bu Family…”

The fist is always faster than the spoken threat. Before Bu Aotian could finish his sentence, Tang Luo’s fist was already inches away from him. Bu Aotian evidently hadn’t expected Tang Luo to act so rashly after he’d announced his family name. Caught off guard and unable to block effectively, he was knocked unconscious with a single punch.

The devil arrived at the northern platforms, sweeping across all twenty-five platforms again. Whether it was masters well-versed in strength techniques, young swordsmen who had achieved spiritual understanding, or spellcasting experts with unique techniques, even direct descendants of the Bu Family with top-secret techniques, they all proved powerless against Tang Luo’s fist.

Fifty championship seals were bundled in his clothes, forming a round bundle, hanging from Tang Luo’s shoulder, clanging together.

This cannot continue!

Watching Tang Luo’s figure get closer, the twenty-five champions on the southern platforms thought to themselves.

Any warrior that has broken into the top hundred before Martial Saint Mountain would be no fool. Some of them indeed wanted to use secret techniques to fight Tang Luo and restore the reputation of Martial Saint Mountain, but others were getting anxious.

The conditions for entering the Martial Saint Mountain were extremely strict. The most basic one was to hold onto the platform—that is, during the three-day martial arts conference, they couldn’t lose a single match.

Before Tang Luo appeared, it wouldn’t have been difficult for these grand challenges of the day to achieve this. After two days of big battles, not only did challengers meet and exchange moves, these same outsiders from the same dormitories had even more exchanges.

Indeed, several monsters appeared this year, but they were still within a controllable range. Even when faced with a mediocre disciple, there was no clear winner or loser. According to these guys’ progress, even if they didn’t stop for three days, they could only cover half of the platforms at most and not necessarily ensure a full win.

In other words, at least half of this year’s disciples who could enter the inner gate would be able to do so. But this wonderful vision was shattered by Tang Luo’s appearance.

The complete closure of the fifty platforms of the western and northern platforms meant that fifty disciples have lost hope of entering the inner gate this year.

And this devil, as if he had nothing to do, came straight to the southern platform without even needing to rest. Isn’t this blocking our way to the inner gate!

To stay at Martial Saint Mountain for cultivation, one must enter the inner gate. You’re cutting off my way!

A few champions who didn’t want to fight with Tang Luo were secretly annoyed and thought of a losing strategy to deal with him.

When Tang Luo went to the southern platform, he saw that several platforms were in the middle of intense battles. But with his martial arts skills, he knew in an instant that the gap in strength between the champion and challengers was tremendous. Victory was just a few moves away but they were deliberately playing to a draw.

Since there were challengers on the platform, they didn’t have to face Tang Luo, and against an opponent they could easily defeat, as long as they controlled their rhythm, they could keep the match going until the opponent ran out of spiritual energy.

After all, today was the last day of the martial arts congress, and Tang Luo couldn’t wait on the side of the platform all the time, right?

As expected, just as the champions predicted, the devil took a brief look at the still-fighting platforms, then moved onto an empty one instead. The strategy of delaying the fight had worked perfectly!

All in all, there wasn’t any problem with implementing this plan. But these self-proclaimed smart outsiders neglected one issue.

This method might work on other warriors, after all, after each big battle, they need to recuperate and breathe. They might even have to rest the main channels that had a large output of spiritual power.

But Tang Luo’s speed in the arena was just too fast. He could end the battle on any platform with a single punch. For twenty-five platforms, he’d only need twenty-five punches. In half a day’s time, he could clear these hundred platforms several times over.

As for the delaying tactics these outsiders thought were clever, Tang Luo could only say they were too naive. As disciples of Martial Saint Mountain, having the recuperative method as a compulsory course, they should at least achieve multitasking to a greater extent. An intensity at this level is bareable if they endured it physically and controlled their spiritual energy. They could battle all day without any reservation.

Many people didn’t take the multitasking method seriously. After all, when warriors reached the Fierce Realm, they could easily multitask, so they would naturally not bother to practice intensely now.

That’s why, for a lot of the children of nobility, multitasking was more or less limited to the Mortal Realm. But the strength of a warrior at the current level often depends on whether you’re willing to put effort into what seems like useless things.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Xiao Ziyu was called a monster not just because he possessed several strange fires, but also because he could multitask to combine these strange fires with spiritual power and transform them into fire dragons in the Monument Dragon Diagram. Fighting him felt like fighting several fire dragons at once. This was why Xiao Ziyu was known as the “Eight Part Flame Dragon” and why he could compete with the top disciples outside Martial Saint Mountain.

So when the champions who used the delaying method came back to their senses, Tang Luo had already closed all the vacant platforms in the south and was waiting on one.

Although the champions were still in their full spiritual power, Tang Luo could see very clearly that the challenger was almost out of spiritual power and was at the end of his tether. Unless really foolish, a person would not believe that they could defeat the champion in swordsmanship alone without spiritual power.