Invincible Kungfu Healer

The mysterious man could sense that this woman was peculiar. Despite his ability, he was unable to tell just how strong she was. Who exactly was she?

"Which martial arts realm are you at?" The mysterious man could not help but be curious as he communicated with her through sound transmission. Even if this woman practiced a profound path and even if she was at the embryonic stages of a profound realm, he did not feel that it was strange at all. He felt that this woman was a threat to him. Such a heaven-defying genius had actually appeared in the Heaven List Tournament.

"Martial arts realm?"

Gu Jingman smiled but said nothing. She didn't answer because the path that she was on was not the ordinary Way of Martial Arts at all. Hence, the martial arts realm was not important for her. With the Blood God's heritage, she was on the Way of Gods and Demons.

Through her understanding of the Blood God's heritage, she also had a clearer vision of her future path. Not only did the Blood God's heritage improve her power directly, but it was also slowly guiding her to the path that she needed to take. Acquiring the Blood God's heritage did not mean that one would automatically reach the height of power of the Blood God. The successor's achievements depended on their own effort.

However, it was obvious that with the guidance of the Blood God's heritage, the path that Gu Jingman was on was out of the ordinary. The ordinary martial arts realm could not measure her achievements.

Gu Jingman was slightly curious about the mysterious man who had popped up out of nowhere and was unnoticed by others. So, she took a glance at him. Then, she quickly shifted her attention back to challenge ring 49, ignoring him.

A glint of cold light flickered in the mysterious man's eyes when he saw that the woman had no intention of answering his question. However, he said nothing more and turned his gaze to challenge ring 49 as well. He was curious to find out exactly how powerful the youth, who had inherited the inheritance of the immortalized martial art practitioner, would be.

The battle was still going on. From the very beginning, when Mo Wen was at a disadvantage and was being suppressed, up until he gradually began to match his opponent and evened the odds, only fifteen minutes had passed. He had improved so much. Digesting the inheritance of an ancient martial art practitioner who had become immortal had truly allowed him to develop very quickly.

"How is it possible?"

The more Heng Xiangguang battled, the more panicked he felt. He felt that he was now being suppressed by Mo Wen instead of it being the other way round. He knew that he could not drag this on any longer. Otherwise, he would certainly lose in this challenge ring.

Roar!

Heng Xiangguang let out an astonishing roar. After unleashing the Decaying Technique's corpse manipulation technique, his three-meter tall figure grew once again, becoming more than five meters in an instant. He was not concerned about harming himself as he unleashed his secret technique. He forcefully activated the Decaying Technique to its utmost limit. An astonishing power exploded from his body.

"So powerful!"

Sword Addict White Dust's expression changed slightly. Heng Xiangguang was a very old third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioner who had also practiced the Rot Valley's Decaying Technique. Even though there was still a rather large difference when compared to the ultimate warriors, Heng Xiangguang was a very frightening opponent. If Sword Addict White Dust was in the challenge ring now, even he would most likely find it very difficult to win this battle.

Could Mo Wen win?

This youth had been very high profile ever since he appeared. Originally, Sword Addict White Dust did not look kindly on him, but right now, he did not dare to speculate about his abilities without any evidence. Mo Wen's potential far surpassed his what he had imagined.

"I hope you can win. That way, I will have one more interesting opponent." In the shadows, a sharp look flashed in the eyes of Dark Hand. The battles in the death corner fighting rings would only determine who ranked in the top ten. After that, there would be ranking battles. They would consist of battles between those ranked in the top ten.

"This Heaven List Tournament is truly getting more and more difficult." Wine and Meat Monk shook his head and sighed. Mo Wen had such ability. Even if he lost this battle, he would most likely still rise rapidly over the next two days. It should not be hard for him to rank among the top ten. Even Wine and Meat Monk was not confident that he would definitely defeat such an opponent.

…

"Suffering Ending Fist!"

Heng Xiangguang's expression was chilly. At five meters tall, his aura was unprecedentedly powerful. He took a step forward and sent a punch crashing forwards. A frightening power surged out.

In an instant, the entire challenge ring was enveloped in a ring of green light.

Beams of destructive and withering power locked onto Mo Wen. They seemed to be able to instantly suck his life force dry.

"Rite of passage martial arts!"

Mo Wen was shocked. This Suffering Ending Fist was actually a rite of passage martial arts! The criminals in the Red Stone Forest had actually mastered rite of passage martial arts. As expected, they could not be underestimated.

However, Heng Xiangguang's rite of passage martial arts clearly had not been practiced to the level of profound aura. Without the power of profundity, the might of the rite of passage martial arts was largely weakened. After all, rite of passage martial arts depended mostly on their profundity. The power of profundity was the root of rite of passage martial arts. If the power of profundity was not merged into it, the rite of passage martial arts were actually no different from ordinary martial arts teachings. At most, they would only be more powerful than Absolute Rank martial arts teachings.

Mist began to form on Mo Wen's body, and his silhouette instantly became elusive. He unleashed the Glory of Wind and the Glory of Cloud to their utmost limit. Although he had not comprehended the profound aura for the Glory of Wind and the Glory of Cloud, after his epiphany just now, the two rite of passage martial art secret techniques had also seen some substantial improvements. As skill-based magnum opuses, the difficulty in practicing them was far greater than that of ordinary rite of passage martial arts.

In an instant, the entire challenge ring was covered with Mo Wen's silhouette. A nebula flickered. Once the frantic power of the Suffering Ending Fist encountered the nebula, they were like punches that landed on cotton. A large portion of their power was canceled out.

The power of the Suffering Ending Fist was rather frightening. Waves of destructive and withering power swept out in all directions. If an ordinary third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster was in such an environment, they would most likely be wiped out instantly.

"Such power Little brother…"

Gu Jingman had been calm up until now, but her expression now became serious. Mo Wen seemed to be unable to withstand the destructive and withering power. Otherwise, he would not have gone all out in defending himself and unleashing two rite of passage secret techniques to try his best to reduce the threat against him.

"That damned old thing. If you dare harm Mo Wen, I will make sure that you die in this fighting ring." A look of killing intent flashed past Gu Jingman's eyes. Although she had arrived at the Mechanized Maze City on the first day, she had yet to make a move. It was because her current points were more than sufficient for her to claim the top spot even if she did not do anything anymore.

"Hahaha… Mo Wen, die!"

Once again gaining the upper hand, Heng Xiangguang immediately swelled up, and he frenziedly attacked. He would strike when his opponent was at his weakest. Against such a monster that could develop further in a battle, he did not dare to delay any longer.

Ptui! Mo Wen was sent flying by a wave of frightening power. He furiously spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The Suffering Ending Fist was rather frightening, especially when it was unleashed by Heng Xiangguang in his current condition. A single punch seemed to be able to flatten a large mountain.

"Eat another one of my punches!" Heng Xiangguang followed up his attack like a shadow, preparing to take Mo Wen down in one swoop.

Humph! A cold look flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He had originally wanted to use Heng Xiangguang's pressure to fully digest the inheritance of the ancient martial art practitioner that had become immortal, but when Heng Xiangguang's power was beyond the critical point, Mo Wen also could not maintain his condition anymore.

"Since it has come to this…"

A frenzied look welled up in Mo Wen's eyes. He did not dodge or evade the attack, instead pouncing towards Heng Xiangguang and taking him head-on.

"Mo Wen is…"

The expressions of the people who were watching below quickly changed. Heng Xiangguang's power clearly far surpassed Mo Wen's, yet Mo Wen had actually decided to tackle him head-on. Wasn't that suicide?

In both the death corner fighting ring and far away in Dragon City's Divine Dragon Nest, many people felt their chests tighten instantly.

Wang Yinru immediately stood up in her seat. She clenched her fists, her expression was pale. "Mo Wen, you'd better not get hurt!" she thought.

The expressions of the members of the Dafang Sect as well as the members of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension behind her also frantically changed.

"Ah, Big Brother Mo…"

Su Wan'er also noticed that something was off about the battle in the challenge ring. She was so scared that she covered her mouth with her two small hands. Her big eyes were full of fear.

"The battle has lasted for more than fifteen minutes. Why hasn't he surrendered?" Tang Zhizhi asked anxiously. Mo Wen was clearly not a match for that person. The battle had lasted for more than fifteen minutes, so he could surrender. If this continued, he would very likely die in the challenge ring. Before this, many participants had died at the hands of these ferocious criminals.

The Five Tigers Sect's Elder Yun Pengqing and the other elders also had nervous expressions. To them, Mo Wen was a mighty person. They had managed to get acquainted with him after much difficulty. They hoped nothing would happen to him.

…

Among the endless green light, a beam of golden light shot towards the sky. Mo Wen's entire person became a Golden Body Luohan, and he crashed towards Heng Xiangguang.

"Just what I wanted!" A look of joy flashed in Heng Xiangguang's eyes. Before this, Mo Wen had avoided facing him head-on. Mo Wen's two skill-based rite of passage martial arts had allowed him to keep slipping around like a catfish. If Heng Xiangguang had not gone all out, he would most likely be unable to handle Mo Wen.

Now that Mo Wen dared to take him head-on Heng Xiangguang was completely confident of being able to kill Mo Wen in one blow.

Rumble!

A beam of golden flame shot up to the sky, and a gigantic shadow appeared. It was an exquisite bird with its wings outstretched, encircling the entire challenge ring. It was as though it was the mightiest king in the heavens and earth. Its impressive bearing enveloped the entire death corner fighting ring in an instant.

"A fire phoenix!"

The mysterious man, who was standing alone in a corner, suddenly widened his eyes, staring intently at the divine beast fire phoenix in the sky. Even though in reality the might exerted by the fire phoenix couldn't threaten him at all, the pressure that it imposed on his soul was ubiquitous.

"What kind of martial arts teaching is it? It can actually summon the illusion of the fire phoenix! This is too terrifying!"

In the death corner fighting ring, everyone stared at the fire phoenix in the sky with astonished expressions. The fire phoenix was a divine beast, a terrifying and mighty existence. A martial arts teaching that could trigger the appearance of a fire phoenix illusion was definitely not a common one.

"He actually still has other trump cards. What kind of martial arts teachings or secret techniques is that?"

Water Deity, Wine and Meat Monk, and the others who were covered in the mist were astounded. They were from the hidden martial arts strain, and they had vast knowledge. They were well-aware that anything which had even the slightest connection with these divine beasts, be it secret techniques, magical skills, magical treasures or martial arts teachings, was not common.

The hidden martial arts strain had a heritage stretching back thousands of years. They had a few martial arts teachings which could summon the illusion of the divine beasts. However, each of them was difficult to practice and was not something that they could comprehend at their current level.

This Mo Wen could actually comprehend martial arts teachings or secret techniques that were so profound? It was practically unbelievable. It was much harder than perfecting a rite of passage martial arts to the level of profound aura.

Everyone presumed that Mo Wen had mastered a terrifying rite of passage martial art or secret technique. It was because they could only depend on their own power in the Heaven List Tournament. It was impossible for this type of magical treasure or spiritual talisman to appear. Even if they had treasures like these, they couldn't use them here now.

Mo Wen's whole body was enveloped in a layer of golden flame. His pupils turned golden as well, with the illusion of the fire phoenix in them. A terrifying pressure was unleashed from him, impacting everyone's souls. The Fire of Nine Yang used by Mo Wen was also gold in color. However, the golden flame on his body right now seemed a little different.