Physical Confrontation

Amidst the anticipation of the crowd and the chaotic murmurs, the two figures in the center of the arena seemed completely deaf to their surroundings.

Their eyes met, generating sparks in the void!

"Wang Zhan."

Xiao Ruobai spoke. His voice was calm, yet carried the resounding force of clashing metal.

Raising his eyes, Xiao Ruobai looked at Wang Zhan, whose aura was like the midday sun and whose azure blood vitality boiled like an ocean. He spoke indifferently, his voice echoing clearly across the dead silent battlefield:

"You have just fought a battle, and your blood vitality is depleted."

He paused, his tone devoid of any fluctuations, as if stating the simplest of facts.

"I will give you time to recover to your peak."

"..."

Silence! A deathly silence!

Everyone was so shocked by these words that their scalps went numb!

Arrogant! Too arrogant!

Facing Wang Zhan, who had just awakened his Holy Body, crushed Qilinzi with a single punch, and was at the absolute peak of his overbearing aura, Battle Asura didn't treat him with solemn vigilance, but instead told him to recover first?

This was no longer simple confidence; it was an overlooking calmness originating from his very bones!

However, only Xiao Ruobai knew in his heart that this was not arrogance.

Because in his eyes, the oppressive might of the Heavenly Azure Holy Body that made all living beings tremble, and this boundless kingly aura, were just ordinary.

After all, the opponents he fought to the death every day inside the Heavenly Genius Tower of Purple Bamboo Peak...

Were the phantoms of young Great Emperors who rose in different eras, swept through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and displayed invincible postures in their youth!

Which of those existences was not invincible in their generation?

Which of them possessed an aura less imposing than the Wang Zhan before him? Which of them had methods less bizarre and powerful than the Qilin Forbidden Art?

Compared to the youthful bodies of those true Great Emperors, Wang Zhan's Holy Body might that shocked the entire audience was, in Xiao Ruobai's eyes, nothing more than the pressure he had long grown accustomed to in his daily cultivation—it could even be called "ordinary."

His combat instincts, his willpower, and his vision had long been forged to an unimaginable height through brutal struggles with the young Great Emperors time and time again.

Wang Zhan was very strong, and although his cultivation was a major realm higher, he was far from reaching the level that would make Xiao Ruobai feel surprised or pressured.

These words were like a massive boulder smashing into an icy surface, instantly stirring up a thousand waves!

"What... what did he say? Let Wang Zhan recover?"

"My heavens! What kind of confidence is this!!"

"Can't he sense how terrifying Wang Zhan is right now?!"

"Crazy! He's completely insane!"

Hearing this, a trace of genuine astonishment flashed through Wang Zhan's azure eyes for the first time, quickly replaced by the anger of being underestimated.

But more than that, it was an even more scorching battle intent ignited by his opponent's "arrogance"!

He wanted to crush the other party's confidence with the most overbearing posture!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wang Zhan laughed out of extreme anger, saying "good" three times in a row, his voice shaking the nine heavens!

"Battle Asura! You really haven't disappointed me! This courage is worthy of my full strength!"

He spoke no further and actually closed his eyes right there on the spot.

The boiling azure blood vitality around him did not subside; instead, it circulated with an even more furious posture, madly devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The slight depletion caused by his previous clash with Mo Yu was recovering at a visible rate, and his aura became even more flawless and unfathomable!

As for Xiao Ruobai, he just stood quietly in place with his hands behind his back, like a patient hunter waiting for his prey to adjust to its optimal state.

This scene was deeply branded into the hearts of all the spectators.

Above the nine heavens, Wang Zhan's father, the middle-aged man in black robes, was taken aback upon hearing Xiao Ruobai's words, before his lips curled into an undisguised sneer.

"The ignorant are fearless."

He gently shook his head, his tone carrying the air of condescending commentary.

"Zhan'er just defeated his enemy with one punch. His momentum is like a rainbow, and his Holy Body has just awakened. He exactly needs a hearty and resounding victory to stabilize his invincible Dao heart!

How dare this boy be so arrogant as to let Zhan'er recover? Hmph, he is merely seeking his own death, which perfectly helps my son forge an invincible reputation!"

He simply didn't believe that a junior in the Celestial Realm could pose any substantial threat to Wang Zhan, who had awakened his Holy Body.

In his view, this was nothing more than a ridiculous trick by a weakling putting on an act to save face.

When Wang Zhan's blood vitality had completely recovered to perfection, and even vaguely surpassed his peak, his eyes suddenly snapped open. Azure light shot out explosively, like the rising of two cyan suns.

Xiao Ruobai finally twitched his eyelids, his tone still so plain that it made people tremble:

"Are you ready?"

Wang Zhan's battle intent pierced the sky, his voice shaking the universe: "Come fight!"

"As you wish."

Xiao Ruobai took a step forward. His aura, previously as calm as an abyss, suddenly erupted, and dark golden blood vitality soared into the sky like a smoke signal!

He no longer held anything back, pushing the power of his War God Body to its current absolute limit for the first time!

"Boom—!!!"

The two collided fiercely like two falling meteors!

There was no brilliance of divine abilities, no lingering laws, only the purest, most primal clash of strength!

Wang Zhan threw a punch. Azure blood vitality wrapped around his fist. The fist seal was simple and unadorned, yet it seemed to carry the power of an entire azure sky—heavy, boundless, and crushing everything!

Wherever it passed, the air was compressed to the extreme, emitting a dull sonic boom!

Xiao Ruobai neither dodged nor evaded, meeting it with a punch of his own!

His dark golden fist seemed forged from immortal fairy gold. The momentum of the punch was fierce and indomitable, containing the War God's will to break all shackles and overturn heaven and earth!

"Thump!!!!!"

As their fists met, a deafening sound like a great bell rang out!

Centered on the point where their fists collided, a visible circular wave of air exploded, sweeping in all directions!

The ground was like it had been plowed by an invisible giant plow; layers of earth rolled up, and crushed stones shot out!

Both of their bodies shook violently, and they simultaneously slid back over ten zhang, plowing deep trenches into the ground with their feet!

Evenly matched!

A flash of azure light passed through Wang Zhan's eyes, his heart slightly chilling: "What a hard fist! He can actually take a blow from my Heavenly Azure Holy Blood head-on without damage?"

He put away the last trace of potential contempt brought by his higher realm, truly regarding Xiao Ruobai as a formidable enemy he had to face with all his strength.

Xiao Ruobai shook his slightly numb fist, but the flames of war in his eyes burned even more fiercely.

"The Heavenly Azure Holy Body truly lives up to its reputation! This power is exactly to my liking!"

He could feel that under such pressure, the speed of the blood vitality rushing through his body had increased by thirty percent, and his silent flesh conveyed a joyful yearning for battle.

"Kill!"

With almost no pause, the two violently rose again, turning into two streaks of light—one azure and one dark gold—crashing fiercely into each other!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The sounds of collision instantly became as dense as rain!

The two fought from the ground into mid-air, their figures as fast as phantoms. Every clash erupted with a deafening roar, and terrifying fluctuations of power vented recklessly!

Wang Zhan's palm prints were like mountains, constantly slamming down, seeking to suppress his opponent with the momentum of the azure sky.

Xiao Ruobai used fists, palms, fingers, or knees; his entire body served as a weapon. He brought the close-quarters combat techniques of the War God Body to their absolute peak, his moves tricky and ruthless, often launching attacks from unimaginable angles.

For a time, the sky was filled with fist shadows, palm winds howled, and blood vitality surged like the ocean!

Wang Zhan swept his leg out like a collapsing heavenly pillar, tearing through the air with a shrill shriek!

Xiao Ruobai shifted his stance slightly and met the strike with his elbow, condensing his dark gold vital blood into a single point!

"Bang!" The qi energy exploded. Xiao Ruobai was sent flipping through the air from the impact, but he used the momentum to whip a ruthless kick right at Wang Zhan's head!

Wang Zhan snorted coldly and raised his arm to block. Pale azure runes flashed across his arm as he forcefully met the kick head-on, his own figure swaying slightly from the clash!

The two exchanged lightning-fast blows and met force with force. Their domineering combat styles left all the spectators dumbfounded.

"Too fast! I can't even see their movements!"

Some cultivators widened their eyes, pushing their divine sense to the absolute limit, yet they still struggled to capture every detail.

"This is a true battle of heaven's chosen! There is nothing flashy about it; it is purely the ultimate application of absolute power!"

An older generation cultivator marveled, feeling deeply ashamed of his own inferiority.