Lin Buzheng's punch seemed to be extremely powerful, but in reality, he used less than one-tenth of his strength. It was light and restrained.
Or else, Wu Tianhao wouldn't just have his bones broken. He would have been killed by Lin Buzheng's punch.
Right now, Wu Tianhao was screaming in agony. His entire body was covered in blood as he rolled around on the ground in pain. He looked extremely pitiful, but in reality, he only needed to rest for a while to fully recover. There wouldn't even be any side effects.
Of course, with Wu Tianhao's current condition, he couldn't sit in a wheelchair. He could only be carried back on a stretcher. This was the price he had to pay for provoking Lin Buzheng before the battle began.
"Slayer is angry!"
"Speaking of which, this is the first time Slayer is angry in this trial!"
The spectating Chongsheng Sect disciples felt a chill in their hearts when they saw how Lin Buzheng was angry and sent Wu Tianhao flying with one punch. At the same time, they were speechless.
If Lin Buzheng was angry in the middle of a battle or was provoked, it would be normal.
But the reality was that Lin Buzheng's performance in the entire Trial of a Hundred Battles was calm and collected. It was only when he extorted Wu Tianhao that he realized Wu Tianhao didn't have many spiritual stones with him that he flew into a rage and sent Wu Tianhao flying with one punch.
It seemed like he didn't care as much about the Trial of a Hundred Battles as he did about spiritual stones. His nature as a slave to wealth was completely exposed.
In the ancient battlefield, the sky was dark and murderous intent filled the air.
Grains of sand were swirled up by the strong wind and landed on the ancient chariots and armors, making soft noises.
It was as if the Almighties who had died on the ancient battlefields were walking over through the river of time in unison.
At this moment, on the desolate and primitive Ancient Battlefield, the twelve geniuses and Wu Tianhao were sprawled on the ground. Not a single Spirit Stone was left on their bodies. Even their Spirit Talismans had been snatched away by Lin Buzheng.
Ever since Lin Buzheng robbed the first heaven's pride, all the way until he finished robbing Wu Tianhao, the laws of the Hundred Battles Minor World had yet to recover. The thirteen people who had lost their talismans were still not expelled from the Hundred Battles Minor World.
However, according to the rules of the Trial of a Hundred Battles, these thirteen people had clearly been defeated, and all of them had injuries of varying severity. Whether they were sent out of the Hundred Battles Minor World or not would not affect the overall situation.
At this moment, the talisman in Lin Buzheng's hand shone brightly like a rare piece of jade, enveloping half of the Hundred Battles Small World.
The number ninety-eight was clearly displayed above.
This undoubtedly meant that, apart from Wu Tianhao and Yue He, all the disciples of the Chongsheng Sect who had participated in the Trial of a Hundred Battles had been directly or indirectly defeated by Lin Buzheng.
Right now, Lin Buzheng only needed to fight one more time with Wu Tianhao and Yue He, and the Trial of a Hundred Battles would be over.
Rumble!
Thousands of golden rays swept across the world.
After Lin Buzheng defeated Wu Tianhao, Wu Tianhao's vast and unpredictable aura, as well as the golden light that emitted terrifying heat, surged out from the depths of the ancient battlefield again.
Then, the golden light that filled the sky condensed into a bridge of light that pierced through the sky. Wu Tianhao and Yue He stepped on the bridge of light majestically, like Gods of War and fairies. They once again descended on the world.
"Heavenly King Wu, you didn't show up when I defeated your twelve junior brothers and sisters. You didn't show up when I taught your own younger brother a lesson. You only showed up now that everything has come to an end. You really can keep your composure!"
Lin Buzheng looked at Wu Tianhao with the same smile on his face. He was calm as usual, as if he was catching up with a friend and was not in a hurry to fight.
As Lin Buzheng had said, when he defeated and robbed the twelve geniuses and taught Wu Tianhao a lesson, Wu Tianhao and Yue He were not far away. They had the chance to stop him, but for some reason, they just watched silently from the side and did not make a move.
"This is how it should be."
"If my twelve Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters succeed in challenging you, they will receive generous rewards from the trial. If they fail, they will naturally have to pay the corresponding price. This is the rule of the trial and their choice. Even if I am the Eldest Senior Brother of the Chongsheng Sect, I have no right to interfere."
"As for my good-for-nothing younger brother, he relies on the backing of his clan and sect to be arrogant, conceited, and condescending. He repeatedly infuriates experts, and he's courting death. As his elder brother, even if I can protect him once, how can I protect him twice, thrice, or every single time?"
"Why don't we let Brother Lin teach him a lesson? If he can be taught a lesson, it will naturally be a good thing. If not, even if I beat him to death, it will be better than dying in the hands of others in the future."
Wu Tianhao's eyes were cold. He quickly glanced at the twelve geniuses and Wu Tianhao. His voice was cold and his face was expressionless.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so people actually stopped groaning in pain. From this, it could be seen how powerful Wu Tianhao was in their hearts.
However, it had to be said that Wu Tianhao's words did make some sense.
The twelve geniuses knew that Lin Buzheng's strength was monstrous, but they still challenged him. Naturally, they would have to bear all the consequences of such a choice.
If they could not even bear the consequences of a small trial, how could they stand in the martial arts world that was a hundred times more bloody and cruel than the Sect when they walked out of the Sect?
Only after repeated crushing defeats and paying a high price would they be more cautious when choosing their opponents in the future. They would not easily attack and pay a terrible price, even their lives.
As for Wu Tianhao's evaluation of his younger brother, Wu Tianhao, it seemed extremely cold and merciless, but it was actually very pertinent. Together with Lin Buzheng's lesson, it was no different from a severe warning. It was very likely that Wu Tianhao would tuck his tail between his legs and live a dejected life. He would not rashly incur enmity with experts and bring unnecessary disasters to himself.
"Well said!"
"I didn't expect you to be able to speak so logically. I have underestimated you!"
Lin Buzheng could not help but look solemn when he heard that. He looked at Wu Tianhao in a different light.
Yesterday, Wu Tianhao had failed to stop Lin Buzheng from teaching Wu Tianhao a lesson, and the two of them had become enemies. The former had left a bad impression on Lin Buzheng that he was arrogant and overbearing.
He did not expect Wu Tianhao to speak so logically today. From this, it could be seen that it was not without reason that Wu Tianhao could become the eldest senior brother of the Chongsheng Sect.
"What a pity. Even if you can speak so logically, you are still no match for me."
"This trial will end with your defeat!"
But immediately, a faint smile appeared on Lin Buzheng's face again. It was not a smile of contempt or mockery, but a reflection of his extreme confidence in his own strength.
"Then let's fight!"
Wu Tianhao's expression was firm, and his words were sonorous and forceful.
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