Chapter 7

The referee looked up at the sky with a melancholic gaze, encountering a player as stubborn as this for the first time.

"Should I stop him? He is a player too, wanting to take on a hundred at once is just a bit crazy, but it doesn't seem to violate any rules."

"But if I don't stop him, this looks more and more like a farce. A proper group match has turned into a large-scale gambling scene?"

"What do you think?"

Faced with Xu Xiaoshou's question and the expectant gazes of the crowd, the referee felt a bit dizzy. He clutched the black sword in his hand, unsure of how to handle the situation.

Above the void, the chief referee, Xiao Qixiu, finally noticed the situation on Platform 12.

He couldn't help but pay attention. Everyone else was fighting, but this platform was eerily quiet, as if a class was in session.

One person speaking, a group listening...

Xiao Qixiu's lips curled, and he transmitted his voice: "Very good, youthful arrogance! Agree with him, let him taste some hardship."

With the referee's resolve strengthened, he immediately waved his hand: "Agreed, the match continues!"

The tall man's eyes instantly lit up, greed shining in them as he shot forward ahead of everyone else.

"I have a move called 'Hundred Steps Beast King Fist.' Your sword, I want it!"

Some people in the crowd were still hesitating, but seeing him take the lead, they immediately regretted it.

Indeed, opportunities are always reserved for the first to take the risk. What a pity that such a fine sword, which had been used as a bet by Xu Xiaoshou, would now fall into the hands of a boxer.

"Senior Liu, aren't you going to try? Your 'Great Dark Catastrophe Fist'..."

Zhou Zuo's eyes showed some interest, but he knew his own limits and didn't dare to act.

Liu Zhen, hidden in the crowd, shook his head slightly: "Although I have also broken through, this Xu Xiaoshou seems different. Let's watch for now!"

Looking at the familiar scene, he recalled Xu Xiaoshou's overwhelming presence when he emerged from his closed training. Could a single closed training session really bring such a significant breakthrough?

"Suspected, passive value, +12."

Xu Xiaoshou, unaware of others' speculations, watched the tall man approach with a fist, and laughed heartily.

"Ha, come on!"

As he spoke, a tiger roar shadow descended, shaking everyone's hearts. By the time they reacted, they saw that the shadow was followed by a barrage of heavy punches, each one landing with the force of a celestial technique.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't use any boxing techniques, but instead charged forward with bare fists, attempting to intercept the peak innate technique: 'Hundred Steps Beast King Fist' with his bare hands!

The crowd erupted.

"Empty fists?"

"He's crazy!"

"Where does this Xu Xiaoshou get his confidence to try to intercept Qiu Wei's 'Hundred Steps Beast King Fist' with bare fists?"

"Uh, isn't Xu Xiaoshou only proficient in 'White Cloud Sword Technique'? I heard he spent three years learning just the first move..."

Everyone saw the four fists collide, instantly producing over a hundred thunderous impacts, deafening the ears.

In the next moment, they saw Xu Xiaoshou, enveloped in the shadow of punches, wildly striking, but his punches only hit the air. Meanwhile, the tall man's punches, dozens in a single breath, all landed on Xu Xiaoshou's face.

"Damn, so cruel, I can't watch!"

"Is Xu Xiaoshou here to make a joke? Does he really not know any boxing techniques?"

Even the referee was shocked. This person...

At first, I thought he was here to make a joke, then I thought he was a strong player, but now it seems he's here to make a joke!

Xu Xiaoshou's face was pummeled, and he seemed to be losing direction, but his feet didn't budge an inch.

If he moved, he would be out of the ring.

As people said, Xu Xiaoshou indeed didn't know any boxing techniques, and he had never even heard of 'Hundred Steps Beast King Fist.'

But, does this affect my fighting?

I am strong, and I am capricious!

The punches on his face only caused a slight pain, even gradually dispelling the strange feeling left from last night, without causing him any real harm!

As the punches continued to land, the information bar in his mind kept updating:

"Attacked, passive value, +34."

"Attacked, passive value, +46."

"Attacked, passive value, +32."

"Attacked, passive value, +42."

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou was ecstatic, watching the information bar refresh rapidly as he blocked the punches. He loved this kind of boxing technique that delivered a hundred punches in a single breath.

As he expected, the defense of the innate level 'Strong' was not something these players who only knew innate techniques could break through.

Even if the opponent's cultivation was as high as the seventh realm!

"Are you tickling me?" Xu Xiaoshou quickly spat out, and the next second, his mouth was hit by countless punches.

Qiu Wei, the tall man, grew more and more alarmed as he continued to punch. He felt tired, but this guy seemed completely unharmed.

"Die!" Hearing this, he roared, his body suddenly turning red, emitting white smoke, and his punching speed doubling.

"Blood Burning Technique?"

"Crazy, Qiu Wei is crazy!"

Everyone watched in awe, their blood boiling. Qiu Wei's current punching speed was enough to challenge a ninth-realm spirit cultivator!

"Attacked, passive value, +94."

"Attacked, passive value, +88."

"Attacked, passive value, +102."

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou was ecstatic, completely mad!

The passive value in his mind kept soaring: 500, 700, 900, 1000...

He called out while being hit, constantly provoking Qiu Wei: "Good punch!"

"Faster!"

"Yes, keep this speed, continue!"

"Feels great, uh!" A punch hit his throat.

The crowd: "..."

The referee: "..."

The audience, far away, couldn't hear the exchanges between the two, but they were shocked by the brutal scene.

"Your little beast brother is going to turn into a pig's head?" Rao Yinyin laughed.

She looked at Su Qianqian, who was staring at Qiu Wei with a murderous look in her eyes.

Rao Yinyin: "..."

The crowd, their blood boiling, wished they could take his place and give this arrogant guy a good beating. They ended up punching the people nearby, and a new battle broke out.

Everyone was young and full of energy, and after waiting for so long, they couldn't help but act, especially with Xu Xiaoshou's provocations.

Some people started fighting on one side, while others continued to wait.

At the edge of the platform, the battle between the two didn't last long, but the rapid exchanges of hundreds of punches in a split second were breathtaking.

Suddenly, a weak voice from the crowd: "Look, Xu Xiaoshou's feet... they haven't moved?"

Everyone immediately focused on his feet. Indeed, despite the rapid punches, this guy, though swaying like a reed, remained firmly in place.

"This..."

"How is this possible?"

"Could it be that Xu Xiaoshou's claim of practicing a supreme divine technique is true?"

A seventh-realm strong player who had been slapped to the ground by Xu Xiaoshou earlier, covering his face, said resentfully: "I told you he was strong, but you didn't believe me..."

"Huh? You said something?"

Seventh-realm strong player: "..."

He, a seventh-realm expert, had no presence in the group match... Damn Xu Xiaoshou!

Xu Xiaoshou, seeing the battlefields opening up again, and his passive value being split, became anxious.

Why the rush? Can't you wait a bit longer?

He felt he couldn't hang on to one tree forever!

Qiu Wei, in the midst of his frenzied attacks, suddenly saw Xu Xiaoshou, who seemed about to fall, stand straight and calmly say: "You're tired, you need a rest."

The next moment, an ordinary punch floated over.

Bang!

The void exploded, and Qiu Wei was instantly sent flying into the crowd.

"Take a break, we'll continue later, wait for me!" Xu Xiaoshou shouted at him from a distance.

This is a great passive value booster, extremely useful, and must not be lost.

Qiu Wei was stunned!

What the hell is going on?

I've been attacking for so long, exhausted, and you're not only unharmed but telling me to rest?

Others, seeing Qiu Wei being knocked back by a light punch, immediately retreated.

Now everyone knew this guy was a tiger in sheep's clothing, a terrifying expert with an extremely strong body!

"My God, is he really only at the fifth realm?"

"This body is more terrifying than an eighth or ninth realm!"

"What kind of spirit technique is this, I've never heard of it?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled faintly: "It's not a spirit technique, it's the innate level 'Strong'!"

The crowd: "..."

I don't believe you, can innate level be this strong?

"Suspected, passive value, +32."

Sigh, why does no one believe me when I tell the truth?

Xu Xiaoshou shrugged, indicating his helplessness.

I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, it's not my problem.

"Over there, stop fighting." He looked past the crowd to the battlefields behind, "Your opponent is me!"

"I'll fight you!"

A man with a hooked nose, Ye Zhongting, flew out, an eighth-realm cultivator.

He shouted: "I have a move called 'Sacrificial Day Fist,' do you dare to take it?"

Without waiting for Xu Xiaoshou's answer, he launched a punch with blazing fire and thick smoke, aiming directly at him.

Sacrificial Day Fist?

Xu Xiaoshou knew this move, which required a long buildup and aimed to defeat the enemy in one strike.

He sidestepped, avoiding the direct impact, and chopped at the opponent's wrist. Taking advantage of the pain, he grabbed the neck and threw him out of the barrier.

Ye Zhongting: ???

You've changed, you weren't like this when you fought Qiu Wei!

He almost cried out.

An eighth-realm cultivator, a strong contender for the group's first place, was accidentally thrown out of the ring.

You said you would take it head-on, liar!

Xu Xiaoshou clapped his hands and said calmly: "Sorry, I'm more interested in boxing techniques that deliver a hundred punches in a single breath. Moves like 'Sacrificial Day Fist' don't interest me, go fight elsewhere!"

After saying this, he glanced at the information bar, and his body swayed.

Passive value: 1766.

In other words, just Qiu Wei alone had contributed over a thousand passive values!

With this precedent, why would he waste time on these one-hit garbage techniques?

The crowd, looking at Ye Zhongting below, felt they had turned from hunters into prey.

"Stop!"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted again, and everyone mysteriously stopped, the once heated platform suddenly silent.

The referee, holding several defeated players, was interrupted in the middle of his work, his anger soaring!

He kept telling himself not to act rashly, this person is also a player...

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes swept over the crowd, reigniting their anger. Suddenly, he shook his sleeve, grabbed his trembling leg, and took a horse stance.

"Time is limited, come at me all at once!"