In a forest,
Facing the arrogant and domineering Heavenly Tyrant Body, Wugang,
Xiao Yun's face was already dark, his eyes sharp as a blade, extremely piercing. He stared intently at Wugang in front of him and spoke with an icy and bone-chilling voice, "Ignorant fool, daring to be so arrogant in front of me, utterly foolish!"
His mood was not good. He had just reached the limit of his Physical Refinement Realm, thinking that he was invincible in this True Dragon's Nest. But he didn't expect that there would still be someone daring enough to act arrogantly in front of him. They were simply seeking death!
"Very well, since you dare to refuse me, then keeping you alive is pointless."
Wugang's face instantly turned cold. The purple hair on his back moved without wind, and in his pitch-black eyes, a strong killing intent emerged, akin to an icy chill freezing the void.
Wugang didn't regard Xiao Yun highly. After all, the Chaos Holy Land had declined for many years, and Xiao Yun's only notable achievement was defeating Zhang Yunfei.
As for the news of Xiao Yun defeating Li Chengdi and Jiang Haoran, Wugang didn't know about it. After all, the True Dragon's Nest was so vast that he couldn't possibly encounter those spectators.
"Just based on you, you still dare to imagine killing me?"
Xiao Yun sneered, his face full of disdain, mocking, "It seems the news of my battles with Li Chengdi and Jiang Haoran hasn't spread yet."
"Blatant arrogance!"
Wugang didn't believe Xiao Yun's nonsensical words. He took a step forward, exuding a dominating aura, his eyes icy as he said, "I am different from Zhao Wujin. Since you dare to refuse, then die!"
With those words, a blazing purple light burst forth from Wugang's body. Like a storm in the sea, he instantly arrived in front of Xiao Yun and mercilessly punched towards Xiao Yun's head, intending to kill him with a single blow.
Wugang was confident in himself. He believed that, within this True Dragon's Nest, apart from a few monstrous geniuses, no one could withstand his punch.
"Attack!"
Seeing Wugang's fist coming, Xiao Yun didn't hesitate. He raised his own fist and struck back. His face was icy cold, a hint of disdain in his eyes. He felt that Wugang simply didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
The fists of the two clashed fiercely, creating a deafening sound that shook the heavens. It was like the thunder of a heavenly calamity exploding.
Wugang's pupils suddenly shrank, looking at his already bent arm in disbelief. His fist had been forcibly deformed by Xiao Yun's terrifying power.
"Crack!" Following that, the sound of his arm shattering entered Wugang's ears. Intense pain instantly swept through his entire body, causing him to let out a miserable and piercing scream.
"Ah..." Wugang screamed in agony, dragging his bent and powerless severed arm. He quickly retreated at high speed, waves of shock and disbelief filling his heart as he looked at Xiao Yun.
Just with a single punch, his arm had been broken by Xiao Yun. The terrifying power was something he had never seen before. How could a person in the Physical Refinement Realm possess such terrifying strength?
A force of 1 million jin, 400,000 jin more than him, almost doubling the difference. It was a gap that he couldn't possibly bridge.
"You ignorant fool, have you learned your painful lesson now?" Xiao Yun said coldly.
He continued to step forward, employing the Divine Wind Step, his speed as fast as lightning. In an instant, he caught up to Wugang and swung a fist, wrapped in a blazing light, fiercely smashing towards Wugang.
"Boom!"
Wugang defended with a single hand but was pushed back, once again being sent flying and spitting out blood.
Wugang's other palm trembled, unable to withstand the pain. His arm was broken, and the intense pain made him drenched in sweat. Now, with only one arm left, he was no match for Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun's power was too overwhelming, far beyond what he could handle. Wugang wasn't an idiot. He turned and fled into the distance.
"Now you want to run? It's already too late!" Xiao Yun sneered, stepping with the Divine Wind Step. Like a bolt of lightning, he quickly caught up to Wugang.
Compared to speed, Xiao Yun was not afraid of any cultivators of the same realm except Li Chengdi.
"Boom!"
Xiao Yun struck with a punch, sending Wugang flying and causing him to spew blood. Wugang's purple hair was in disarray, looking extremely miserable.
Then, Xiao Yun stomped down on him, firmly pressing Wugang to the ground.
This humiliation made Wugang's eyes turn red with anger. His face was filled with unwillingness. He was the Heavenly Tyrant Body, a monstrous genius, the Holy Son of the Holy Land. How could he be so oppressed by someone?
Even if Li Chengdi, who was considered the number one of their generation, Wugang was not afraid of him. At most, he would be slightly inferior. But now, he had no confidence in guaranteeing victory.
Wugang cursed angrily in his heart.
"Submit to me, spare your life, and follow me in conquering the world. We shall sweep through the heavens and myriad realms," Xiao Yun said coldly, stepping on Wugang's chest.
Wugang stared coldly at Xiao Yun, his eyes filled with boiling killing intent, and said in a chilling voice, "No one has ever dared to humiliate the Heavenly Tyrant Body... Ah!"
As Wugang's words fell, a dazzling light erupted from his body. It was like a dormant volcano that had accumulated for ten thousand years, erupting all at once.
Terrifying power surged out from Wugang's body, transforming into a scorching torrent, sweeping towards Xiao Yun with immense force.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Yun's heart trembled. He quickly retreated and then fiercely punched forward.
"Bang!" Wugang also launched a punch. His face was crazed, and his purple hair turned blood-red. A torrent of blood energy surged, exuding an aura that dominated the heavens and earth.
The fists of the two collided fiercely, creating thunderous explosions that shook the void. The surrounding trees exploded one by one, and the earth cracked with numerous cracks, extending like spider webs into the distance.
After this strike, both Xiao Yun and Wugang were forced to step back.
However, Xiao Yun only took three steps back, while Wugang retreated more than ten steps.
Although Xiao Yun still held the upper hand, both Xiao Yun and Tang Yunyun, who were watching from afar, had shocked expressions, finding it inconceivable.
"Tang Senior Brother's strength is already so much stronger than him, why did Wugang suddenly erupt with such astonishing power?" Tang Yunyun's face was full of confusion.
Xiao Yun was also filled with doubts. His eyes were as sharp as blades as he stared fixedly at Wugang, suddenly realizing, "So that's how it is. You actually self-destructed the Heavenly Tyrant Body. You have quite the courage. Even Zhao Wujin doesn't have your determination. No wonder they say that the Heavenly Tyrant Body lineage are all battle maniacs."