No matter what level a warrior was at, once they suppressed all of their Xuan Qi, their strength would inevitably be greatly reduced. If it was light, their strength would be reduced by half, and if it was heavy, they would have less than one-fifth of their combat strength left.
Warriors cultivated by absorbing the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, and then using the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth to erupt with incomparably shocking combat strength. This was especially true after reaching the Earth Sea Realm.
Yang Wu was prepared to suppress all of his Xuan Qi and only use his physical strength to fight Huyan Shilang. In the eyes of the Barbarians, this could be said to be very sincere.
The Barbarians were not strong in other aspects, but their brute force was the strongest. If an ordinary King Realm warrior did not use his Xuan Qi, they could beat a King Realm warrior with their bare hands. This was the confidence of the Barbarians.
Huyan Shilang was even more confident that he could win against Yang Wu without using his Xuan Qi. This was much easier to deal with than if the opponent suppressed his Xuan Qi to the same level.
The crowd cleared out a space for Yang Wu and Huyan Shilang.
The Barbarians once again cheered for Huyan Shilang. They very much hoped that Huyan Shilang would be able to win this round. They did not want to lose face in front of their own home.
Only Huangfu Mingyu felt that there was still no chance of victory in this battle. She saw that Yang Wu was too calm, and his eyes were clearly looking down on Huyan Shilang. She sighed in her heart and said, "This face is going to be lost all the way to your grandmother's house."
On the battlefield, Yang Wu and Huyan Shilang were already facing each other. Huyan Shilang asked, "What weapon are you using?"
"Why would I need a weapon to deal with you?" Yang Wu retorted.
"Fine, then I won't use a weapon either. I'll beat you with my bare hands!" Huyan Shilang could not stand Yang Wu's disdainful gaze. After a loud roar, he took heavy steps and madly rushed towards Yang Wu.
Barbaric Elephant Fist!
Huyan Shilang seemed to have transformed into a barbarian elephant as he charged towards Yang Wu. His entire body was covered in a layer of earthen yellow light. That powerful brute force swept out in all directions, causing sand and stones to fly and the tender grass to be cut. His brute force was astonishing.
Huyan Shilang had already activated the first level of "Brute Force". With his realm as a top-notch Brute General, he could easily send a Great Xia general flying.
Yang Wu indeed did not intend to use the slightest bit of Profound Qi in his body, completely suppressing the power of the medicinal pill. Even so, his eyesight would not be affected in any way. Seeing Huyan Shilang's fist coming at him, he did not dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and threw out a straight punch.
This fist did not overflow with the slightest bit of profound energy. It was pure strength.
Bang!
The two fists collided and produced a dull sound.
The barbarians were all staring at this moment, longing to see Yang Wu being sent flying by Huyan Shilang.
Unfortunately, the reality was not as they expected. The one who was sent flying was Huyan Shilang. His body staggered back more than thirty meters and directly fell to the ground.
"You only have this little bit of strength?" Yang Wu said with extreme disdain.
"Ah … I must defeat you!" Huyan Shilang roared crazily as he shouted.
In the next moment, he once again madly rushed over. The grassland was trampled into deep pits by him. Another shadow of a Barbaric Bull appeared on his body. Compared to before, his strength had increased by at least one or two times.
The second level of "Brute Force", Barbaric Bull Rush!
This time, Yang Wu stood in his original position without moving. His eyes were unblinkingly watching Huyan Shilang's attack. When his opponent was about to hit him, he once again made his move.
Uppercut!
This time, Yang Wu's fist went from bottom to top and directly hit the Barbaric Bull's chin. That seemingly small fist was filled with boundless strength. On the spot, the Barbaric Bull was sent flying backwards.
Bang!
Huyan Shilang's skin was thick and his flesh was thick. However, when he fell to the ground, it still hurt quite a bit. His chin was even bleeding.
Many barbarian generals felt sorry for him. In their eyes, Yang Wu was like a mountain that could not be conquered.
"It's better to admit defeat!" One of the barbarians sighed softly and said.
The others also expressed their agreement. They were not on the same level at all. There was no way to fight.
Huyan Shilang's fighting strength was enough to crush the younger generation. However, in front of this youth from Great Xia, he was unable to withstand a single blow. This caused a great impact on their hearts.
They had always thought that the people from Great Xia were weak and that any one of them could fight one against five. Now, they felt that it would not be difficult for the other party to fight one against five of them.
"I haven't lost yet, and it's impossible for me to lose. Take my last punch!" Huyan Shilang did a carp somersault. After bouncing up, he activated all of his strength. The muscles on his body bulged and his entire body seemed to have grown a lot taller. The balls of brute force became even more vigorous, causing the surrounding dust and withered grass to splatter everywhere. This was the third level of "Brute Force Yue Jin!"
Barbaric Tiger Kill!
Huyan Shilang seemed to have transformed into a ferocious tiger descending from the mountain, wanting to devour all living things.
This strength was much more tyrannical than the previous two moves. It was indeed the ultimate strength of a top-notch barbarian general. Even an ordinary king would not dare to underestimate this move.
Yang Wu stretched his muscles and got into a simple horse stance. The moment Huyan Shilang's attack arrived, he threw out a whip fist.
Yang Wu's body had been tempered many times and reached a stage where it was spotless. He had even been burned by fire and struck by lightning. He was already unimaginably tyrannical. When he used his Xuan Qi, he could even defeat a high-level king. Now, even without using his Xuan Qi, he could kill an ordinary primary king. It was because of this that he looked down on Huyan Shilang.
Bang!
This whip fist was full of strength. Even a thousand-stone rock would be smashed into powder. The ferocious barbarian tiger fell to the ground and could no longer struggle to get up.
The strength of this fist had reached 300 ding, and that was not the limit of his fist strength. Although Huyan Shilang's Third Layer Brute Force was frightening, it was still far from 300 ding of strength. At best, it could reach 250 ding of strength. There was a difference of 50 ding of strength that was difficult to close. This was enough to defeat Huyan Shilang.
Yang Wu retracted his fist and said indifferently, "Let's call it a day."
He then ignored Huyan Shilang and returned to his Dragon Blooded Horse to ride with Meng Bingxue. He then said, "That horse and the Fallen Moon Bow on my back are my spoils of war. As for his armor, you can keep it. Treat it as a greeting gift from me."
After saying that, he led Meng Bingxue towards the setting sun.
The setting sun that was about to set, as well as his proud and aloof figure, formed a unique scenery. It was really beautiful and very shocking.
"Let's go. Let's continue our journey!" Huangfu Mingyu came back to her senses and said to the people around her. She then looked at Huangfu Luozhong and said, "Leave your horse. We can't be sore losers, right?"
What else could Huangfu Luozhong say? The three of them had lost without any suspense. They could only accept this reality.
Fortunately, they didn't gamble with their lives!
Huangfu Mingyu sent people to carry the injured Red Hare and followed Yang Wu to Mount Barbarian God.
The remaining hundred or so young barbarians could only watch them leave. They didn't follow them.
After a long time, Huyan Shilang got up from the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "I lost!"
Unfortunately, Yang Wu was already far away and didn't hear him.
"That guy isn't human!" Shi Lige couldn't help but curse.
"Yes, at least I don't believe he's from the Great Xia." Huangfu Luozhong nodded.
… …
Night gradually fell. Gusts of cold wind blew over the grassland. The temperature difference between day and night was still very distinct.
Yang Wu and his party didn't rush to Mount Barbarian God. If they didn't fly, it would take them at least a day to reach Mount Barbarian God.
When they set off, it was already noon. They were delayed by Huangfu Luozhong, Shi Lige, and Huyan Shilang until the evening. They couldn't reach Mount Barbarian God and had to set up camp in a shelter. They would rest for the night and continue their journey tomorrow.
There were about thirty people in their party. They simply set up camp and found a lot of dry wood and hay. They gathered around a bonfire and took out a few dried lambs to roast and eat.
They always brought some horse milk wine with them. The first thing they did wasn't to toast the princess. Instead, they gave it to Yang Wu.
Yang Wu was stunned at first. Then, he looked at Huangfu Mingyu who was sitting next to the bonfire. He didn't understand what these barbarians meant.
Shouldn't they be toasting each other with wine? Why did they give him the wine that they drank first? Wasn't this too impolite?
"This is the custom of my tribe. It means that they are willing to share wine and food with you and treat you as a friend or a warrior. If you don't drink their wine, it means that you don't want to be their friend and don't need their help. They will be very sad and will draw a clear line between you and them," Huangfu Mingyu explained.
"I see!" Yang Wu suddenly understood. He took the wine from the barbarians and drank it in big mouthfuls.
Everyone here gave him a bottle of horse milk wine. He didn't refuse any of them and drank a big mouthful from every bag.
Finally, Huangfu Mingyu also brought a bag of horse milk wine in front of him. He was stunned, "You want to drink it too?"
Yang Wu didn't mind, but the one in front of him was a woman. He couldn't help but hesitate.
"What, are you looking down on me?" Huangfu Mingyu slightly raised her chin and asked.
Yang Wu shook his head lightly, grabbed Huangfu Mingyu's wineskin, and gulped down the hummus in large mouthfuls. Not only that, he finished the entire wineskin in one breath. He even proudly shook the wineskin and said, "Now it's enough!"
Huangfu Mingyu looked at Yang Wu and was completely dumbfounded.
The others loudly exclaimed, "Good!"
Following that, a round of applause rang out, and the atmosphere became even more lively.
"What are you looking at? Didn't you ask me to drink? Now that you finished drinking, do you feel bad? "Yang Wu looked at Huangfu Mingyu who was in a daze and said.
"No … No, after you finished drinking my wine, you are going to marry me!" Huangfu Mingyu said blankly.
"Pfff!" The wine that Yang Wu had just drunk suddenly surged up, and he spat out a mouthful of wine.
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