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Chapter 170 - 0140 I Rule with My Fist When Ascending the Dragon! (Four - s Combined, 13,000 Words)_8

Chapter 170: 0140 I Rule with My Fist When Ascending the Dragon! (Four Chapters Combined, 13,000 Words)_8

"Great!"

Lin Zirong was ecstatic and flew toward his opponent.

With a loud shout, he executed the Heaven and Earth Creation move, aiming to strike Lu Chenzhou’s chest with a straight stance. Chenzhou’s figure was elusive as he dodged and moved to the side. Sealing his breath, he invoked "Inviting Tiger to Possess," and his Tiger Spirit Divine Strike activated, causing his muscles to swell once more.

Tiger God Descending!

Beneath the torn training clothes, Chenzhou, built like a Shaolin metal man, threw a Straight Punch at Lin Zirong’s face; he then rotated to the right and swept across with a Tiger Tail Leg, the force tearing through the air, unstoppable.

"Well done!"

Lin Zirong neither dodged nor hid; he executed Wild Horse Splitting, carrying the unstoppable momentum of a thousand horses charging, his elbows shaking off Chenzhou’s kicking and then fiercely thrusting his arms in front of Chenzhou, followed by the Overlord Disarming Fist!

Bang Bang Bang!

Their fists collided madly like hammers, as arms and elbows, like phantoms, parried and struck, opening wide and hitting fiercely to the extreme!

In the spectator seats, everyone sighed with emotion:

"It’s so thrilling!"

"Even more intense than the fight with Ye Chen just now."

"Eighth Rank is indeed strong."

"The ferocity of Tiger Form can match Eighth Rank?"

At this moment, the camera switched to a Mystic List 91 expert of Elephant Form Fist, Shentu Youshan, who had a chisel-like face. Speaking into the microphone, he explained:

"There is no superiority in fists, the power is within the person... What Lu Chenzhou practices is the most difficult ’Tiger Spirit Divine Fist’ of Tiger Form, which can stimulate the body’s Acupoints, borrowing invisible Divine Power, achieving a certain effect of Hard Qi Gong. Coupled with his Arhat Skill, it elevates his physical condition to a superhuman level, thus able to withstand Eighth Rank!"

The crowd suddenly understood:

"So that’s how it is."

The crackling and popping sounds were incessant, undoubtedly providing the highest entertainment value—the straightforward and unpretentious hard combat of raw physical prowess.

Down below, Old Ji was holding his breath.

"This kid, he really dares to take on Eighth Rank head-on."

Even Old Ji was breathless with anticipation.

The two fellow disciples didn’t dare to blink.

The match was too exciting; they feared they might miss each move.

Ji Feiyan said:

"If junior brother had used his full strength in yesterday’s sparring, even the two of us together might not be his match... This is not Eighth Rank, I would believe it if you said he was at the Extreme Limit Realm."

Shi Ruyu lamented:

"This is the invincibility of cultivating both internally and externally."

Bang!

After the fierce clash of fists, the two separated, both breathing heavily.

Lu Chenzhou looked at his fists, now purplish-blue.

Lin Zirong was not faring any better, drenched in cold sweat.

"Truly a thrilling fight."

He exploded forward, taking a step like an archer, and executed a Crushing Fist with Inch Force. Chenzhou did not dodge. He pushed out with his right Tiger Palm and with a slight turn of the Yin Yang Umbrella Spin, he confronted the punch head-on. Then, turning his palm into a claw, he seized the opportunity to lock onto Lin Zirong’s right fist. Simultaneously, knee to knee and fist to fist, neither gained the upper hand.

Lu Chenzhou refused to let go, entangling at close quarters.

Tiger Venerate Relying Mountain crashed into Lin Zirong’s chest, and the two engaged in close-quarter grappling and combat. In an instant, lethal moves were exchanged, each more dangerous than the last. Lin Zirong, with a loud shout, used the Overturning River and Sea Force to neutralize Chenzhou’s strength, then with Overlord Lifting Ding, he hoisted Chenzhou up and slammed him onto the platform. But Chenzhou, with legs dangling, hooked Lin Zirong’s neck and, using the Hua Realm to borrow force, pulled Lin Zirong out like a radish and crashed together onto the ground.

The match had not been going on for long, yet both had displayed all their skills, exchanging hundreds of moves, each more ruthless than the last, exchanging blow for blow, flesh striking flesh. The two stood up from the ground, Lin Zirong charged forward, and his Vajra Hammering smashed toward Lu Chenzhou’s shoulder and neck. Chenzhou deftly dodged with his sore legs and delivered a Tiger Form Heart Stealing strike straight to the heart. With a thud, he almost knelt down, unsteady, while Lin Zirong was flung backward, crashing into the rail, his Qi-Blood churning and head spinning.

"Satisfying!"

Lin Zirong spat out a mouthful of blood, then charged forward again.

Lu Chenzhou stepped forward and roared; it was the third time a Tiger Roar echoed across the arena. Even though Lin Zirong was prepared, he was still momentarily stunned. Quickly regaining his composure, he blocked Chenzhou’s Killing Move. But by now, Lu Chenzhou had gradually mastered the rhythm of the attack, and whether he could successfully startle his opponent was no longer important.

Iron Crotch Skill allowed him a never-ending flow of Essence, making his endurance no weaker than Ninth Rank. On the other hand, Lin Zirong had exerted too much in the first half and was now flagging. Seizing the opportunity, Lu Chenzhou took a blow to trade for a blow with an elbow strike to the crown of Lin Zirong’s head. As he was flung back, he executed a Tiger God Wind Leg, hitting Lin Zirong in the ribs, sending him flying sideways as well. Lu Chenzhou performed a Flying Swallow somersault and quickly landed, chasing after Lin Zirong, pushing both fists forward!

"Roar!"

This was his last punch with all his might.

Tiger Spirit Divine Strike·Tiger God Demon-clearing Sky Strike!

Lin Zirong had no time to defend and was sent flying out of the arena.

Lu Chenzhou let out a long howl towards the sky, fists and elbows soaring; beneath thousands of blazing gazes, he waved the Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall’s training clothes and let the seagull soar high!

After the excitement, he looked toward the resting area of his master.

Ji Xuantong, a tough man, now had slightly moist eyes.

In the arena, Lu Chenzhou’s voice rang out:

"Master, I am the champion!"

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