Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

Chapter 342 - Fist Sage vs Sword God



“Bring it on, we’re not afraid of you!”

Before Yun Hu could respond, Yun Long beside him couldn’t hold back anymore.

On the battlefield, enemies were enemies.

Although the Twelve Gods usually had decent relationships, when it came to competing for benefits, everyone knew to set those aside.

After all, each God wasn’t just fighting for themselves; they had a whole family behind them.

The battlefield was no place for friendships.

So the Fist Sage didn’t stop Yun Long and the others.

Instead, he let them step forward to face off against Changkong Sword Group’s top experts.

The Temple had ostensibly brought only about 5,000 people this time, but in reality, there were likely more.

Moreover, Frost Seal World’s people were nearby, and their stance was unclear.

If Frost Seal World took the opportunity to ambush them while they were fighting, it would surely be a losing situation.

So even though they had the overwhelming advantage of guild mode, they couldn’t act rashly.

Stalling for time until Jiang Cheng arrived would be better.

“You’re Yun Long from Nine Rivers of Shanhe? I’ve been wanting to teach you a lesson for a long time. Come on then.”

Mingyue Qingfeng called out Yun Long by name, his tone extremely arrogant.

“Go, Senior Brother!”

“Qingfeng, kick his ass!”

“Senior Brother, show him your true power!”

As the two stepped out from their respective formations, the scene instantly became lively.

The troops on both sides started to cheer.

“Second Senior Brother, I heard Mingyue Qingfeng is the strongest in the Royal Knight Squad of Changkong Sword Group. Plus, their weapons are all forged by Gan Jiang, inlaid with moonstones that can unleash Blade Flash. Can our Senior Brother beat him?”

A player from Fist Dominates Mountains and Rivers suddenly leaned towards Yun Hu and asked, his tone inevitably filled with worry.

Yun Hu, however, crossed his arms with a calm expression and said leisurely,

“Don’t worry. The best thing about Brawlers is their strength bonus. The higher the strength, the easier it is to trigger the special effects of Brawler skills.”

“Your Senior Brother got an incredible divine artifact from the Blood Hell Forbidden Land. It adds 50 points to his strength and can temporarily double his strength. This Mingyue Qingfeng is just asking for death.”

Yun Hu whispered to that player, feeling quite confident.

In the Blood Hell Forbidden Land, each of them had obtained an extra legendary accessory that was most suitable for them.

Moreover, yesterday they had bought many high-level pieces of equipment that the Temple had dropped from Jiang Cheng. Now, all nine of them were fully armed, so they weren’t afraid of the opposition at all.

“What kind of divine artifact is so powerful?”

The player’s eyes were full of curiosity.

However, in the noisy scene, Yun Long and Mingyue Qingfeng were already preparing to face off, so he lost interest in asking further.

“Wait a moment. Fighting like this is meaningless.”

Just as the two were about to start, the Fist Sage suddenly called out to stop them.

The Temple prided themselves on their superior numbers and was certain they’d get the Boss, so they didn’t bother to discuss much with Fist Sage’s side.

But Fist Sage’s side couldn’t afford that luxury.

Meaningless fighting, aside from buying some time and boosting morale a bit, needed something more at stake.

“Old He, what are you up to now? No matter how many tricks you pull, you can’t change the facts.”

Xie Changkong snorted coldly.

“So what if Fist Dominates Mountains and Rivers established their guild earlier than our Temple? In the end, you’ll still be under our Temple’s control.”

The Fist Sage smiled and put on his golden gloves. “King Poser, there’s no point in saying too much about this, is there? If Fist Dominates Mountains and Rivers hadn’t established a guild, you probably wouldn’t need to deploy such a large force here now.”

“Hmph…” Xie Changkong nodded. “That’s true, but unfortunately, our Temple has an abundance of everything, especially people.”

After speaking, Xie Changkong’s gaze sharpened. “Spit it out, what are your terms?”

“King Poser is indeed straightforward.” The Fist Sage chuckled lightly. “The loser withdraws.”

The loser withdraws?

This…

As soon as the Fist Sage’s words came out, the faces of Changkong Sword Group’s members instantly changed.

Nine Rivers of Shanhe’s strength was also at the provincial champion level. Although they had new equipment, it wasn’t certain they could win 100%.

If the loser had to withdraw, the stakes were too high.

“Old He is still so bold. I can agree to these terms.”

As soon as Xie Changkong spoke, Changkong Sword Group’s hearts instantly chilled, their pressure doubling.

“But it’s not interesting with just them fighting. Old He, you’re known as the Sparring Maniac, but how long has it been since you last sparred? Why don’t we go down and practice?”

With these words, the top experts of Changkong Sword Group immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

With Sword God Xie Changkong taking action, their pressure instantly eased.

At the same time, there was some anticipation. Among the Twelve Gods, since The Great Wasteland opened, everyone had been leveling up, suppressing the urge to duel for so long. Finally, it was about to happen.

“Alright, it has been a while since I’ve flexed my muscles.” The Fist Sage’s gaze sharpened, and without wasting words, he agreed very readily, “Let’s each bring out three people, and settle this quickly.”

“Master is so awesome!”

“Fist Sage is invincible!”

“Amazing, we can actually see such a scene today.”

Ice Blade, the leader of Frost Seal World, wore a playful smile on his face.

“Leader, who do you think has a higher chance of winning?”

Ice River, the vice leader beside Ice Blade, asked curiously.

“Although I don’t want to admit it, Xie Changkong undoubtedly has a greater chance of winning.”

Ice Blade said with certainty and reluctance.

“Why is the leader so sure?”

Ice River was puzzled. “As fellow Gods, their strength and skills have reached a subtle level. At this point, it should come down to mentality and seizing opportunities, shouldn’t it? The difference should be minimal.”

“Indeed, their strengths are quite comparable. Although Xie Changkong has mastered the Fourteen Divine Techniques, some of the techniques have class restrictions for their use. And while the Fist Sage hasn’t mastered all the divine techniques, his proficiency in the Eight Step Shattering Fist is second only to one person. So their strengths are indeed quite similar, that’s true.”

Ice Blade pondered for a moment, stroking his chin, then continued, “At this point, we can only look at the difference in equipment.”

“Fist Dominates Mountains and Rivers is famously poor, while the Temple is known for its extravagance. The gap in their equipment levels is clear without even thinking about it.”

Ice Blade looked at the Fist Sage’s equipment with some helplessness.

“Moreover, equipment isn’t just something you can buy with money. The Temple’s connections and resources allow them to nurture many craftsmen, tailors, alchemists, and pharmacists. They also have dedicated people responsible for scouring the stalls in various cities at all times, collecting all sorts of equipment. They even have a specialized equipment team responsible for defeating Bosses. The gap between the two is simply not on the same level.”

“It seems the Fist Sage is going to lose. What a pity.” Ice River’s gaze carried a hint of regret.

“From our side, let’s send out Yun Long and Yun Hu. We won’t take advantage of you.”

The Fist Sage said casually.


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