"This mortal martial art seems to have some merit."
Zhong Shenxiu looked at the arena battles, a thoughtful expression on his face.
This kind of mortal martial art started from integrating the energy in the body, from the light to the dark, and finally into the Transcendent State.
There was no way forward for martial arts at this point.
However, if a Transcendent State Martial Arts Grandmaster encountered a Jianghu warlock who had only learned a few tricks or an ordinary cultivator with low cultivation, it was hard to say who would win.
After all, heretical spells had too many flaws. As long as one knew the details and found a way to break the spell, even an ordinary person could easily break it.
And disciples with low cultivation might not be as proficient in the Dao of life and death as Martial Artists. They might even lose their minds in a fight.
But even so, it was normal for cultivators to look down on Martial Artists.
After all, there was no way for a Martial Master to advance after reaching the Transcendent State.
Even cultivating martial arts could not prolong one's life. Instead, it would consume too much energy and leave hidden injuries when one was young, making it easier for one to die early …
"Speaking of which … I was once a Martial Arts Grandmaster … The level of this world is very high, Martial Arts … is not without a future!"
…
In the arena, Huang Yuanba was in a sorry state after being punched. He was almost at the end of his rope.
"There's something wrong with this person!"
He knew this, but he could not prove it. He did not want to admit defeat, so he could only hold on.
Blood slowly dripped down, almost blurring his vision …
At this moment, he seemed to hear a faint cicada chirping.
"The pinnacle of Martial Arts, above the Transcendent State …
"Refine Essence into Qi … A breath of Natal Qi, help me rise to the sky!"
Huang Yuanba heard the strange voice that sounded like a song and yet not a song, like a spell and yet not a spell, and in front of him, a strange figure appeared.
Golden light!
Golden light was everywhere!
In the middle of the golden light, there seemed to be a blurry existence in the shape of a cocoon, making a clear chirping sound!
Cicada!
Cicada!
In the blink of an eye.
Thousands of thoughts swirled in his mind, but reality was only an instant.
Huang Yuanba dodged Luo Bu's left hook, backed away a distance, and took a deep breath.
In his chest, an indescribable 'aura' suddenly appeared!
'This is …' Golden Cicada Qi '!
"A breath of Golden Cicada Qi sends me to the sky!"
"I've unknowingly received the teachings of an expert?"
Huang Yuanba's eyes lit up, and the Golden Cicada Qi in his chest began to circulate.
Cicada!
Cicada!
On the arena, the shrill cry of a cicada suddenly resounded.
"Like the mournful cry of a cicada in winter … I have obtained the mysteries of life and death!"
The light from the thin cicada's wings flowed back and forth on Huang Yuanba's body, and he unconsciously assumed a strange fist stance.
Cicada!
The cicada chirped again, but this time, it was incomparably mournful.
A figure streaked past Luo Bu. His fingernails seemed to have traces of golden flowing light.
Standing behind Luo Bu, Huang Yuanba let out a long sigh.
Pu pu pu!
Numerous bloody wounds split open all over Luo Bu's body, and he seemed as if he'd been tortured by a thousand cuts. Large amounts of blood flowed out, and he'd died a horrible death …
"The … The winner is … Huang Yuanba!"
The Western referee was stunned in place. After being glared at by Huang Yuanba, he stammered and announced.
"F * ck! The Boxing King actually lost! "
"Die!"
"I was blind to buy you!"
The gamblers who had lost red eyes tore up their gambling tickets and threw them into the arena, like snowflakes fluttering in the wind.
Even more citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty were cheering, "Well fought! Let the foreign devils see our power! "
"Beautifully fought!"
"Huang Yuanba is indeed the number one in Jinling!"
… …
In the midst of the commotion, a fat man in a suit with a wide waist suddenly came onto the arena with a tin iron loudspeaker and said loudly, "Everyone, quiet down, quiet down!"
"What? Mr. Anderson, do you want to go back on your word? "
Huang Yuanba said angrily.
"No, no, no!"
The organizer of the arena, and also the person behind the casino, Anderson shook his head and said loudly, "I suspect that you've violated the rules of the competition … Poor Luo Bu, he announced that he's challenging an Eastern Martial Master, and you … are already an Extraordinaire!"
"Humph!"
Huang Yuanba clenched his fists, all the joints in his body cracking, "I, Huang Yuanba, have never cultivated. Everyone in Jinling can testify, do you want to distort the truth?"
Yes, in Huang Yuanba's mind, the golden cicada qi was not cultivation, but the hope of improving one's martial arts.
Therefore, he was still a Martial Master, not a cultivator!
"This was personally appraised by the expert I hired, Mr. Pearson." Anderson said loudly, "Mr. Pearson, please come on stage …"
… …
"What's going on? Is this fatty a sore loser? "
Qin Weiyin felt a little strange.
"The banker never loses, it's just a matter of how much he earns. This fatty is anxious, probably because he went down to bet with the gamblers and lost so badly …"
Chung Shen-soo sneered.
At this time, there was another change in the arena.
"Anderson … You connived with the Thai boxer, killing and crippling many of my Eastern Martial Masters, and now you're pestering me endlessly after I've won. Do you really think that I, the Eastern Martial Masters, have no temper?"
Huang Yuanba roared angrily and circulated the golden cicada qi. Terrifying cicada cries resounded in the surroundings.
"Oh no!"
Although Pearson was an Extraordinary, he was good at appraisal, not fighting. He jumped off the arena and ran away.
"Today, I'll let you know that martial artists … can't be humiliated!"
Amidst the countless cicada cries, Huang Yuanba's big hand landed on the right side of Anderson's face, making his neck spin a few times. Obviously, he was dead.
"Humph!"
Huang Yuanba looked around, and before the westerners could react, he snorted coldly, turned into a shadow, and rushed into the alley …
… …
"Let's go, too. There's a good show to watch."
Chung Shen-soo said gloatingly.
This golden cicada qi was indeed a technique he had deduced from the Orchid Cicada Transformation, turning Dao into Martial Arts, and passed on to Huang Yuanba.
With the golden cicada qi, a Martial Master would truly have the capital to be comparable to an Extraordinary.
However, there was still a price to pay.
For example, at the beginning of cultivation, one had to be a virgin and not be involved with women.
Moreover, if one mastered it, one could use the golden cicada qi to transform one's body, and perhaps gradually become the Cicada King's kin.
If one was unlucky, it was also very likely that one would be swallowed by the Cicada King.
"It's up to you generations of martial artists to discover the secret door I've left behind, and use magic to defeat the devil … Finally, to defeat the Cicada King …"
When the master and servant walked out of the Ten-Mile Ocean Field, it was already dark.
Chung Shen-soo came to the outskirts of Jinling City and waited quietly.
Not long after, he saw a fight.
The one who attacked was the Taisui Society, and the one being hunted was Huang Yuanba!
"This man is really unlucky. With his current martial arts skills, if he were in a world without magic, he would really be able to kill an incompetent ruler and behead a treacherous official … If the old emperor offends him, he would have to worry about whether his head would be removed in the middle of the night."
However, in this extraordinary world, where the upper limit was extremely high, an extraordinary Martial Master was nothing at all … Just 30% of the profits involved in the backlash from the Taisui Society was already somewhat unbearable …
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