One Punch Down

Not just outside the ruins, but inside as well, Jiang Sheng, who was currently drinking, saw one of the old men stand up.

The man was Tian Ruyi, the Third Elder of Kunlun Mountain.

Jiang Sheng looked up and asked, "Lao Tian, where are you going? Don't tell me you're going to throw up?"

"Throw up my ass! I'm only slightly tipsy right now. I just got news that Huang Dazhuang of the Strength Faction wants to borrow our arena this time."

Tian Ruyi was a fat man with narrow eyes. He smiled and said, "I'm going to see if he has made any progress over the past few years."

"Haha! I remember now. During the last Martial Arts Tournament, it was Huang Dazhuang who defeated your personal disciple, right?"

Jiang Sheng stood up with a smile. "I'm going too!"

...

Meanwhile.

Xu Mu and his group had already entered the building.

There was an array formation inside the building. As soon as they stepped in, the originally dark world brightened up.

They were surrounded by a flat lawn that stretched far into the distance.

There was no place to hide. Clearly, this place was designed for head-on decisive battles.

Huang Dazhuang took a step forward and pointed at Xu Mu. "Come on. According to the rules of our Strength Faction, we can only use power up to the peak of Hidden Energy. Unless one side admits defeat or faints, it's a fight to the bitter end!"

"Alright!"

Xu Mu nodded heavily. "Enough nonsense, let's just start!"

Huang Dazhuang revealed a disdainful smile. He strode toward Xu Mu, spreading his arms wide. "Come! I'll let you take the first punch. Hit me anywhere!"

"Let's keep this formal, lest you say I won unfairly."

Xu Mu rolled his wrists and walked toward Huang Dazhuang.

"We of the Strength Faction are not sore losers! I told you to hit me, so hit me. Eyes, nose, chin, heart, even my family jewels are fine."

Huang Dazhuang's face was brimming with confidence.

"Kid! This is my Fourth Senior Brother's pre-fight etiquette. Go ahead and hit him!"

Zhao Kun laughed from afar.

Huang Dazhuang seemed to have a natural affinity for his sect's Iron Armor Art and had long since mastered it.

Punching him was like punching solid steel.

Previously, many people had thrown a punch at him only to end up breaking their own hand bones.

Tong Guoguo almost burst out laughing. It was one thing to show off in front of others.

But pulling this stunt in front of Xu Mu? Wasn't that just courting death?

"Are you sure?"

Xu Mu was already standing in front of Huang Dazhuang.

"Bring it on!"

"Okay!"

Xu Mu clenched his fist and struck at Huang Dazhuang's chin.

Boom!

A dull, heavy thud echoed.

Huang Dazhuang's jaw was completely dislocated.

His eyes widened in terror and sheer disbelief before he collapsed directly onto the ground.

He tried to stand up, but his world was spinning. Just as he got up, his legs gave way, and he fell back down, twitching.

The girls on Xu Mu's side didn't react at all; they all knew Xu Mu's strength.

But the people from the Strength Faction were all dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Shouldn't Xu Mu's hand have shattered after punching Huang Dazhuang?

"You all heard it just now. He's the one who told me to hit him."

Xu Mu looked innocently at Zhao Kun and the others.

The middle-aged man from Kunlun Mountain also looked incredulous. As a fourth-generation disciple of the sect, he had been at Kunlun Mountain for forty years.

He had a deep understanding of the Strength Faction's physique. How could he be knocked down with a single punch?

"You brat! You sneak-attacked!"

Seeing this, Zhao Kun immediately ran toward Huang Dazhuang. "Fourth Senior Brother! What's wrong? Wake up!"

"Since you stepped in to interfere with the match, does that mean I won?"

Xu Mu put his hands in his pockets. "Alright, kneel down and apologize."

"You used a sneak attack! You definitely didn't use Hidden Energy just now. You exceeded the realm limit!"

Zhao Kun was still quibbling.

"Buddy, our fight was witnessed by this third party from Kunlun Mountain. If you don't kneel now, I'll wait for your Sect Master to come and personally tell him that someone violated the rules of the Strength Faction."

Xu Mu smiled and shrugged. "When that happens, I'll make you kneel to me in front of everyone!"

Zhao Kun's face immediately darkened. Their Sect Master was someone who cared deeply about face and might actually do just that.

He hadn't expected Huang Dazhuang to be so useless, dropping after just one punch.

After thinking it over, he immediately knelt before Xu Mu and the others. "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

After saying that, he quickly got up.

"Remember to compensate for the road outside."

After Xu Mu said this, he looked at the people beside him. "Let's go."

...

Several women from the Cold Immortal Sect were walking toward the building where Xu Mu was.

A woman in her twenties beside them asked softly, "Eldest Senior Sister, what's so interesting about Huang Dazhuang's fight? He's just someone you've defeated before."

"I'm curious about the other person. To actively compete in physique with someone from the Strength Faction, I want to know if he really has what it takes, or if..."

Before Bai Qingyuan could finish her sentence, her usually calm eyes widened into perfect circles.

Because right in front of them, Xu Mu and his group were walking over, talking and laughing.

How long had it been?

They had followed Xu Mu's group in closely, with a gap of at most one minute.

If they fought with their true cultivation bases, an instant kill might be possible.

But according to the Strength Faction's rules, they could only use the power of Hidden Energy, which meant the fight should have dragged on for a long time.

Bai Qingyuan and Xu Mu simply locked eyes for a moment before going their separate ways.

"Senior Sister, they..."

"Let's go over first!"

Bai Qingyuan quickened her pace. When they stepped into the array, they saw Huang Dazhuang lying on the ground.

"Let's go."

Bai Qingyuan said calmly to the people behind her, "It looks like there will be some new faces in this Martial Arts Tournament."

Just as they walked out, they ran into two old men coming toward them.

"Isn't this the disciple of my goddess, Bai Qingyuan?"

Jiang Sheng greeted her from afar.

Bai Qingyuan bowed her head respectfully. "Senior Jiang, Senior Tian."

"Qingyuan, why are you here?"

Tian Ruyi asked with a chuckle.

"I was bored, so I came specifically to watch the fight. I just didn't expect it to end so quickly."

Bai Qingyuan wore a polite, official smile.

"What? The fight is over? But I suppose that makes sense, considering it's Huang Dazhuang."

Tian Ruyi was initially surprised, then shook his head slightly.

"Huang Dazhuang lost. In less than a minute."

Bai Qingyuan stated.

"What?"

Tian Ruyi and Jiang Sheng were both shocked speechless.

...

Xu Mu and the others returned to the hotel. A full six people were staying in the small room.

Xu Mu took out some bedding from his spatial ring and laid it on the floor. Just as he sat down, Dai Xingluo lay down on it.

"Brother, I'm sleeping with you tonight."

"No way!"

Before Xu Mu could speak, Xu Ningbing was the first to stop her. "Little Mu is a married man. No matter what, you girls haven't married into the family yet, so you can't sleep with him. I'll sleep with him to make room for you."

"But I'm not used to squeezing in with other women. The beds in a standard room are too narrow," Dai Xingluo said flatly.

"I won't fight with you guys. I'll take the sofa."

Tong Guoguo lay directly on the sofa.

"I also don't like squeezing into a small bed with people I don't know. Xu Mu, I'm sleeping on your side."

Fu Jinyu pointed at the mattress on the floor and declared.

"Holy crap?"

Xu Mu's eyes suddenly widened. Was his old fantasy of being engulfed by lightning actually coming true under these circumstances?