A One-Sided Battle

Luo Hao was very smart and knew that the powerhouses of this world were likely completely different from those in her own world.

The giant tiger puppet from before had left a deep impression on her. To think that the Vajra Warriors, representing the Hercules of Buddhism, were unable to break through the giant tiger puppet's defenses.

Although part of the reason was that the Vajra Warriors were merely summoned by her Authority, they still represented Tier Three power.

In other words, the giant tiger puppet's defense was extremely strong, so it stood to reason that Chen Changsheng possessed a similar capability.

Therefore, this time Luo Hao did not choose to summon the Vajra Warriors, but instead chose to bestow the power of the two great Vajra Warriors upon her own body.

Relying on her martial arts that had already returned to the natural state, she executed the pinnacle technique of her martial path, the yin and yang harmonizing Twelve Flying Phoenix Palms.

Under the full force of this palm strike, even a Heretic God in their peak state would suffer a great loss.

This was Luo Hao's first-strike kill!

Bang!

This palm strike directly hit Chen Changsheng right in the center of his chest, but it only produced a loud noise like the clashing of refined iron.

"Hehe, not bad power."

Chen Changsheng's light chuckle caused Luo Hao to frown tightly. She was certain that she had condensed all her power into that palm strike; apart from Chen Changsheng's chest, not a single bit of power had leaked out.

To outsiders, it looked as if she had merely slapped Chen Changsheng's chest heavily, like flirting couples playing around.

However, only the two of them knew that if the power of that palm strike hadn't been restrained, it could easily destroy a thousand-zhang giant mountain.

"Then I'll play with you for a bit!"

Chen Changsheng said, clenching his hand into a fist, and threw an unadorned punch at Luo Hao.

This punch similarly used no techniques, but everyone could feel an unparalleled power from it.

Because Chen Changsheng had been cultivating immortality for two hundred years and had never practiced martial arts, he simply did not understand what it meant to condense power into a single point.

Therefore, to outsiders, this punch seemed capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

The fist was so fast that even with Luo Hao's Godslayer physique, she was completely unable to react. She could only rely on her intuition as a martial artist to difficultly tilt her head slightly, letting the fist brush past her cheek.

Boom boom boom...

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

Luo Hao tilted her head slightly and saw that behind her, a fan-shaped fist imprint stretched out for countless miles. Meanwhile, on her beautiful face that had merely been grazed by the fist wind, golden particles had completely vaporized into steam.

"You dodged it? Then take another punch from me!"

Luo Hao: "..."

In the eyes of the people in the live broadcast room, Chen Changsheng seemed to have had his long-lost hot blood ignited by this flesh-to-flesh combat, venting his power with every punch and kick.

Luo Hao, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded and at a loss.

Chen Changsheng's punches and kicks had no method to them at all; at best, he was at the level of a beginner just learning martial arts.

However, his power and speed, which exceeded the Godslayer physique by a thousand times, made his strikes appear unadorned and returned to the natural state.

But she was not the type to admit defeat. As long as she wasn't beaten to death or crippled, she hadn't lost.

Luo Hao also exhausted everything she had learned in her life. The Twelve Flying Phoenix Palms were executed one by one. While frantically dodging Chen Changsheng's attacks, she could still free up a hand to strike him twice.

It was just that the more Luo Hao fought, the more she felt something was wrong. Although relying on a martial artist's intuition indeed allowed her to dodge Chen Changsheng's fists, she couldn't dodge them every time. A moment of carelessness would result in her being hit by Chen Changsheng's punch.

Yet, in the very next instant after Chen Changsheng's fist hit her, he would miraculously pull back his force and change his fist into a palm.

As a martial artist, Luo Hao never cared about the distinction between men and women during a battle.

However, Chen Changsheng's attacks caused a flash of embarrassment and indignation to appear on Luo Hao's face as a woman.

Chen Changsheng wasn't fighting her at all; instead, he was playing with her in the palm of his hand.

Because the speed and frequency of the two were simply too fast, none of the people in the live broadcast room noticed this.

They only saw two figures that had turned into afterimages entangling with each other.

Only Esdeath faintly saw Luo Hao showing a shy and embarrassed expression, and a trace of confusion surfaced in her heart.

Is this woman Luo Hao also a battle maniac of the same type as me?

Is she enjoying the fight that much?

...

Meanwhile, just as the two were exchanging blows and the people in the chat group were watching with great satisfaction.

Yan Qing, as a traditional immortal cultivator, had long since lost interest in this spar.

A flesh-to-flesh combat was inherently the oddest of oddities for cultivators who focused on using magical treasures and secret arts to fight.

Wasn't this just making a joke of the very foundation of one's life?

The essence of cultivation was to pursue higher realms and a longer lifespan, not to fight with others, let alone engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Moreover, Yan Qing had also noticed that although the powerhouse named Luo Hao should have reached the Nascent Soul stage in strength.

She was undoubtedly a body cultivator, and a very strange one at that, an incredibly fragile body cultivator.

Therefore, Yan Qing no longer had the mood to continue watching the battle.

She casually looked toward the mountains that had already been destroyed beyond recognition by their battle, or rather, by Chen Changsheng's fist winds.

Yan Qing's eyes lit up, however, as she spotted several Golden Core demonic beasts that had been killed by the fist winds.

This was truly an unexpected pleasant surprise.

The monster cores of Golden Core demonic beasts were excellent materials for refining high-tier pills.

Furthermore, a Golden Core demonic beast was a treasure all over; its most essential body parts could even be refined into high-grade magical treasures using secret arts.

However, although she had discovered quite a few corpses of unlucky Golden Core demonic beasts, Yan Qing didn't dare to go collect them right now.

Her current position was safe, but once she left, she couldn't be sure if she would end up becoming one of those Golden Core demonic beasts.

...

The battle soon entered its final stages. As Chen Changsheng continuously changed his fists into palms once again, Luo Hao could no longer hold on.

The armor formed by the Great Vajra Divine Art had long been shattered by Chen Changsheng several times, and the cursed energy in her body had long since hit rock bottom.

Now, all she could do was rely on her not-so-slow cursed energy recovery rate to maintain her basic physical strength.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how the man before her went from completely not understanding martial arts at the very beginning to now being able to proficiently master most of the martial arts techniques she had used earlier, and even his methods of retracting and shifting force were becoming increasingly familiar.

She, who originally could still rely on her combat awareness accumulated over many years to dodge, no longer had the power to fight back.

The price was that her body had been groped almost all over.

"You lecher! I am not fighting anymore!"

Luo Hao shouted lightly, quietly crossing her arms over her chest, and gave Chen Changsheng a fierce glare.

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng looked at her with a face full of smiles: "If you admit defeat, I'll count it as a half-loss for you!"

It would have been fine if Chen Changsheng hadn't said this, but the moment these words came out of his mouth, Luo Hao couldn't stand it anymore. It felt as if Chen Changsheng had just been casually playing with her, making her feel as though ants were crawling all over her body.

"Hmph! How could I, Luo Hao, be someone who goes back on her word? Since I have admitted defeat, naturally I am at your disposal!"

Luo Hao said this, tightening her arms, and gritted her teeth in her heart.

It hurts so much...