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Chapter 1529

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"Bang!"

A muffled sound rang out, and no one could clearly see what had happened.

"Puff …"

Soon after, the Legalism youth's body flew out of the arena. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fiercely fell below the arena.

The Legalism youth's fate was very miserable. His fist was dripping with blood and his palm was cracked. He struggled several times, but in the end, he could not stand up. His eyes were filled with despair.

The entire arena was silent. This scene was beyond everyone's expectations. This result made it difficult for everyone to recover for a while.

The red lips on Asura Blade Liang Hui's pretty face also turned into a circle in shock. The well-dressed young man beside her was even more dumbstruck.

"One move, that guy really defeated the Legalism youth with one move!"

"Heavens, it really was one move. That guy is the real deal!"

After a moment of silence, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air and exclaimed again and again.

Many people were suppressed to the point where they did not even dare to breathe loudly. The Legalism youth did not put them in his eyes. At this moment, they finally vented their resentment.

A few Legalism youth hurriedly went down and helped the arrogant youth up. They checked his injuries and gave him a pill.

A young man in his late twenties from the school of Legalism stood at the front outside the ring. He stared at Du Shaofu with a rather heavy gaze and said, "You sure are vicious. Looks like you specialise in cultivating the body."

This youth could see that the youth in battle clothes who was able to heavily injure the youth with one move and crack his fist must have cultivated his physical body.

In this kind of arena where cultivation was suppressed, those who cultivated their physical body had a lot of advantages.

"Wrong, I'm a Spiritual Talisman Master. Besides, he's too weak. I've already said that I want to change to another person to avoid being called a bully. If you're not convinced, you can come up and help him vent his anger."

Du Shaofu faintly smiled with an indifferent expression.

"That guy is a Spiritual Talisman Master?"

When the crowd heard this, especially those who had ridiculed and despised Du Shaofu, they were even more surprised.

That guy who was wearing battle clothes was clearly dressed as a cultivator, but he was actually a talisman master. It was fine if a talisman master didn't wear a talisman master robe, but he was actually able to heavily injure a person of Legalism. This was clearly embarrassing for the people of Legalism.

Sure enough, when the Legalism youth heard this, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and his eyes secretly twitched. He looked at Du Shaofu on the stage and said, "You have already obtained a spot to enter my Legalism. There is no need for me to take action, or else the spot will be gone."

"It doesn't matter. If you can defeat me, I'll accept my fate. I'm just afraid that you won't accept it," Du Shaofu said nonchalantly.

"Is this guy bold because he's skilled, or is he just arrogant? He's actually challenging someone from the school of Legalism."

Someone whispered. The Legalism youth was clearly angry, yet that guy still dared to provoke him.

"Brat, you are too arrogant in front of my Legalism. I'll give you a chance. If you can defeat me, you will have the qualifications to become an honored guest of my Legalism. If you lose, you will also lose the qualifications to enter my Legalism."

The Legalism youth spoke and jumped onto the stage.

Although this stage restricted cultivation, there were still many strong and weak people.

The youth who had just become an adult had only recently broken through to Martial Saint. His physical strength and comprehension were far from enough, so he would still be at a disadvantage if he encountered a high level Martial Saint.

But even so, that youth had already won 49 matches in a row, which was enough to show the strength of Legalism.

"That's more like it, but it seems to be very weak."

Du Shaofu looked at the Legalism youth who came up again and only glanced at him indifferently.

"You will know once you try!"

The youth stepped onto the stage and said indifferently. He didn't stop at all and directly attacked.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, multicolored light shot into the sky and blazing runes intertwined in all directions, finally forming a long spear. It was sparkling and translucent, blazing like lightning, and pierced through the void towards Du Shaofu.

The long spear was like a real object, and it emitted a monstrous aura that seemed to be able to destroy everything, causing the entire stage to tremble.

There was no doubt that the second youth was much stronger than the arrogant youth from before.

However, Du Shaofu didn't dodge at all. He waved his hand and a resplendent light that looked like purple flames and starlight collided with the long spear.

"Boom … …"

Under this collision, the blazing light flooded the entire stage. It was so dazzling that no one could see it, and only a rumbling sound reverberated in the stage.

"Pfft … …"

Afterwards, everyone clearly heard the sound of someone coughing up blood. Just as they were guessing who had lost, they saw the second young man from the school of Legalism fly out like the first young man. In the end, he fell to the ground.

The Legalism youth spat out blood, but there weren't any injuries on his body. Only his eyes were lifeless, and it was obvious that he was heavily injured by soul power.

"Heavens, he lost again!"

Everyone exclaimed. That guy had won again. They couldn't see how he attacked, but it only took an instant for him to heavily injure the second Legalism youth. It was too frightening.

Some of the Legalism youth in the surroundings were also shocked. In front of them, the people from the outside world couldn't even withstand a single blow. How could it be that they couldn't withstand a single blow?

"How is this possible?" A Legalism girl turned pale with fright.

On the stage, Du Shaofu stood quietly. His aura was calm, and his eyes were clear. However, at this moment, the surrounding gazes all turned pale with fright.

"It seems like I'm already the VIP of Legalism. Is there anyone from Legalism who wants to come up and fight?"

Du Shaofu opened his mouth and looked around with a smile.

The Legalism youth in the surroundings had an ugly expression, and their eyes were filled with unwillingness.

However, the young man had already been defeated, so none of them went up. He was the leader of their group. Among the younger generation of the school of Legalism, he ranked within the top eight hundred. Although his cultivation had been suppressed in the ring, he had lost to a brat from the outside world at the same level as him, and in a split second. This was even more shocking.

"You're already the VIP of Legalism. There's no need to compare anymore."

An old man appeared. His eyes were calm, and there was a dazzling light in them.

"Elder Chen Qiong."

Seeing this old man, the Legalism youth in the surroundings immediately bowed.

"It's him."

Du Shaofu's eyes changed color, but he immediately calmed down. How could he forget this old man? Chen Qiong had been to Stone City and fought with his master, the Revered Equipment Master. In the end, he took away Qing Yu, who had a broken leg.

When he faced Chen Qiong back then, Du Shaofu felt that he was unreachable. He couldn't even compete with the aura that emanated from his body.

However, things were different now. Du Shaofu didn't care about it anymore.

"What's your name?"

Chen Qiong asked Du Shaofu, sizing him up.

"I'm invincible. Everyone calls me the 'God of War'!"

Du Shaofu said seriously with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

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