The changes in Duan Shikong drew gasps of astonishment!
No one expected the Saint Son of the Human Sect to already be a Dao Integration realm powerhouse. It seemed the competition was truly over…
Li Miaozhen, the Saintess of the Earth Sect, showed a hint of worry in her eyes. "That bald donkey, Duan Shikong, is already in the Dao Integration realm. Can Saint Son Senior Brother be his opponent? It's truly worrying!"
Although the finals had not yet begun, Li Miaozhen had already decided that Duan Shikong would reach the finals and was subtly worried about Saint Son Senior Brother.
As for Chen Xiao, he naturally wasn't afraid… He had killed Dao Integration realm cultivators before.
No matter how powerful Duan Shikong was, could he be more powerful than the Earth Demon? Clearly not…
And just as Duan Shikong was basking in the attention of the crowd, his gaze fell upon Chen Xiao in the waiting area below the stage.
"You think you're the only one who can hide their strength? Heh heh!"
He smiled triumphantly, pondering in his mind what pose he would use to eliminate the Saint Son of the Earth Sect.
"Hey, hey, hey, your opponent is me. It's not time for you to consider your next opponent yet."
Duan Shikong's words provoked strong dissatisfaction from Hu Lifu.
"I also said that I would step on all of you so-called Heaven's Chosen, the Saint Sons and Saintesses of the three super sects. I, Hu Lifu, will keep my word!"
Hu Lifu was incredibly arrogant. Even knowing his opponent was a Dao Integration realm powerhouse, he showed no fear.
"On what grounds? On the grounds of those four clowns behind you? Do they even qualify to fight me?"
Duan Shikong sneered, "Brat, today I'll show you what true Dharma Manifestation is, and I'll also make you understand why the Wushen Sect is disliked by normal people like us!"
"Drink!"
"Nine Dragon Sacred Fist!"
Duan Shikong suddenly attacked, accompanied by a furious roar. He clenched his fists and slammed them towards Hu Lifu opposite him.
His arm muscles bulged explosively, and his fist shadows poured down like a torrential rain, originating from the God of War Dharma Manifestation behind him and drenching Hu Lifu’s head.
The fist shadows intertwined, leaving Hu Lifu with no room to evade, forcing him to endure the onslaught!
The hedgehog Dharma Manifestation behind him erupted with a strong light once more, and at the same time, a halo armor, as if from future technology, enveloped Hu Lifu.
"Hiss—"
Suddenly, Duan Shikong gasped in pain.
Because as his fist shadows poured onto Hu Lifu, his own physical fists also suffered considerable damage.
Hu Lifu grinned sinisterly, "Heh heh, under my White God Armor, you will only injure the enemy eight hundred and damage yourself a thousand. Are you sure you want to do this?"
With the enhancement of this White God Armor, the damage taken by the armor would be doubled and returned to the caster!
Therefore, the fiercer Duan Shikong attacked, the greater the damage he would suffer!
"Hmph, you think too highly of yourself. Can your body be compared to mine? What is your capacity to endure, and what is mine?"
Although the White God Armor covering Hu Lifu was somewhat peculiar, Duan Shikong was not afraid at all.
The Human Sect cultivated their physical bodies diligently. His physical body was not only strong in attack but also superior in defense and recovery abilities!
For example, when Hu Lifu had carved a deep gash into Duan Shikong's back earlier, if it were another cultivator, they would have lost at least half their life even if they didn't die, and at the very least, they would have lost their combat ability on the spot.
But looking at Duan Shikong, he had recovered completely in just a few seconds!
This recovery ability was terrifyingly formidable!
Unless he was killed instantly, no matter how severe the injury, he could recover in an extremely short period.
Hu Lifu naturally realized this and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine, since you are so stubborn, then let's do it!"
He gathered his energy again, the hedgehog behind him shining brightly, and the White God Armor on his body became even thicker and more solid.
Meanwhile, the God of War Dharma Manifestation behind Duan Shikong, with its vajra-like glare, unleashed a sky-covering barrage of fist shadows, continuing to pour onto Hu Lifu.
He was certainly not wasting his efforts. Although he hadn't injured Hu Lifu yet, it was only a matter of time!
As the battle reached this stage, it wasn't about dirty tricks or unusual moves; it was about pure strength, about whose foundation was harder!
It was about using one's true essence to deplete the opponent's.
In the end, whoever exhausted the other first would be the victor!
As for the subsequent finals… they were no longer within their scope of consideration!
As the battle reached its climax, the audience below the arena was the most excited. It was truly a feast for the eyes, worthy of the fifty-year wait for the Heavenly Chosen Battle!
Even the representatives of the major super sects on the high platform were stirred with excitement. Having cultivated detachment, they had forgotten how long it had been since they felt so animated!
Especially Duan Yanzhuo, who was excitedly cheering for his disciple.
And his method of cheering was to stand in the most conspicuous position on the high platform and show off his muscles… Everyone felt they couldn't bear to look, it was too blinding!
Duan Shikong naturally wouldn't notice this. At this moment, his mind was clear of all distractions, solely focused on defeating his opponent on the stage!
He continuously mobilized his true essence, launching wave after wave of fierce attacks at Hu Lifu!
His true essence was also sufficiently abundant and inexhaustible, as if he could fight for another three days and three nights without issue.
"Come on, let's fight to our heart's content!"
Duan Shikong yelled like a brute, even though his body was already bloodied and bruised from the backlash of the White God Armor!
However, Hu Lifu's condition was even worse than his!
All Hu Lifu could do now was grit his teeth and desperately hold on!
Facing the absolute offensive of the God of War Dharma Manifestation, he was completely helpless!
But his body truly couldn't compare to Duan Shikong's, and his true essence was not as abundant as the latter's.
It seemed that even if he continued to endure, defeat was his inevitable fate!
"You bastard, how can I lose in a place like this!"
"I am not reconciled! I am the greatest hope of our Wushen Sect in hundreds of years. I don't want to lose, and I cannot lose!"
"I cannot let down my master's careful cultivation, nor can I let down the resources my grandmaster spent on me!"
It could be said that the Wushen Sect had spared no effort, pouring all its resources into making Hu Lifu a super successor!
The fact that he reached the semifinals and could fight a Dao Integration realm powerhouse like this in the semifinals indicated that the Wushen Sect had succeeded.
However, only by surviving could one be truly successful!
But the current Hu Lifu was only one step away from death.
"Heh heh, kid, save some strength and stop talking nonsense. I admit you're strong, but this is the end. Let it be over!"
Duan Shikong saw that Hu Lifu was at the end of his rope, so he gathered all the true essence in his body and unleashed his most ferocious killing blow, putting all his effort into one final attack!
Rumble~~
The already dense fist shadows now resembled thick, viscous clouds, pressing down on Hu Lifu with destructive force.
Under this overwhelming offensive, the White God Armor that Hu Lifu relied on did not hold for long.
In the blink of an eye, dense cracks appeared all over it.
Then, with a crack, the White God Armor completely shattered.
At the same time, the giant hedgehog behind Hu Lifu let out a shrill cry and vanished without a trace.
As for Hu Lifu himself, without even uttering a sound, he was swallowed by the viscous fist shadows resembling dark clouds.
The scene was like an ancient behemoth devouring a fawn…
"Huff…"
Duan Shikong exhaled heavily. It was over, finally over!
Then, he also collapsed onto the ground.
For this final blow, he had depleted all his energy. In simple terms, he was empty, not a drop left!
However, looking at Hu Lifu opposite him on the stage, whose body was broken into mere pieces of flesh, dead beyond death.
Duan Shikong felt it was all worth it.
"Master, can you ask for a moment to let me recover? As long as I have half an hour, I can recover…"
Duan Shikong beckoned to the high platform, saying weakly.
Even though he didn't take the Saint Son of the Earth Sect seriously, in his current state, if he continued to participate in the finals, he would undoubtedly lose.
However, his recovery ability was astonishing. Just half an hour would allow him to recover about seventy to eighty percent.
And he felt that dealing with a mere Saint Son of the Earth Sect would only require fifty percent of his strength.
"No problem, disciple. It's just half an hour of rest time, leave it to your master!"
Duan Yanzhuo patted his chest and guaranteed.
The representatives of other sects had no objections to this. After all, Duan Yanzhuo was the Dao Head of the Human Sect, and they couldn't afford to offend him.
Moreover, letting Duan Shikong rest for half an hour would be fairer.
However, not everyone could afford to offend Duan Yanzhuo.
The Dao Head of Ziwei said indifferently, "Senior Brother Duan, the semifinals end, and the finals begin directly. This is the rule of the Heavenly Chosen Battle. You cannot break the rules just because Duan Shikong is your disciple, can you?"
"Junior Sister Ziwei, that's not how it works. Rules are dead, but people are alive. You've seen my disciple's strength, and you've seen the battle just now. If you let my disciple continue to the finals now, I think it would be unfair to him!"
Although Duan Yanzhuo admired Ziwei, it didn't mean he would fawn over her. Moreover, at such a critical moment, he would never sell out his disciple for a word from Ziwei.
"Heh heh, Senior Brother Duan's meaning is that as long as the rules are beneficial to you, they are alive and can be changed at will, right?"
The Dao Head of Ziwei retorted sarcastically.
"I didn't say that. I'm just stating facts. Besides…"
Duan Yanzhuo was about to argue further, and he felt that arguing with the Dao Head of Ziwei now was buying time for his disciple to recover his energy.
However, before he could finish speaking, a startling voice suddenly rang out.
"Heh heh, sorry, it's a bit too early for you to argue about this, because I'm not dead yet!"
The voice came from within the ruins…