Chapter 83 A Great Loss

"Please enlighten me!"

Han Xing greeted him with cupped fists and then directly rushed ahead to fight him closely. He circulated the prana power to his feet to give out a flying kick, rushing towards Wang Bugui. People just saw a streak of red light piercing the sky and he was already in front of Wang Bugui. Wang Bugui spun sideways to escape this move. Failing to kick him, Han Xing fell to the ground, turned back and hit with clenching fists further. But Wang Bugui was able to dodge anyway. People had no clue about his body movements and reactions at all.

"Heavenly Cloud Technique!"

Han Xing roared sharply and exerted martial arts to increase his speed more than twice. However, Wang Bugui kept following closely. He quickly swung his head to avoid two fists and later on, he spun sideways to escape a heavy kick from Han Xing. Afterwards, he pressed his hands down to block the ensuing turnaround kick, whereupon he fled farther away. Han Xing circulated mystical power to follow him closely.

"Shattering Martial Fist!"

Han Xing shouted loudly and struck out a huge white fist, which roared and rushed forward, ploughing a shallow groove in the ground. When it was about to hit Wang Bugui, he rose high into the air and escaped again.

Han Xing had expected this and followed him closely while clenching his fist to beat Wang Bugui directly. Wang Bugui grasped his fist, upon which he turned over and avoided this blow. Then he kicked powerfully and rebounded back to the ground, fleeing again.

"Cloud Piercing Kick!"

Han Xing kicked down heavily with accumulated power in the air and Wang Bugui turned over to block this blow with both hands, who was then kicked to fly backwards.

"Excellent!"

Those cultivators off the field who betted jumped and raised their fists, cheering loudly. They had seen hope. The speed of Han Xing was no lower than that guy's, which was a good sign. This was because it seemed that Wang Bugui had no attack techniques except for his body movements. As for Yu Wude, he looked gloomy just like the bluestone, and his expression was more complex than he would look after eating a dead rat.

"Come on!"

Seeing Wang Bugui's reactions, Han Xing was also glad as he found that his opponent had no attack techniques indeed. So Han Xing raised his fist to rush forward again, while Wang Bugui lifted the corners of his mouth slightly and ran away as soon as he turned back. Wang Bugui just acted in coordination with Yu Wude before and he didn't get hurt with that kick at all.

One person was escaping while the other was chasing behind. Wang Bugui exposed his weakness continuously. Once he got hit, those cultivators cheered about it. It seemed that they could obtain the treasures absolutely. Some of them even came to Yu Wude's side and sneered at him, being ready to accept his treasures.

"Hey, everybody! I heard that the fatty just said no comer will be rejected!" "Should we gamble more?" Zhao Changge made another suggestion at this point.

"Yeah! I want to place more bets!"

"Haha, fatty, I offer all the treasures in my hands!"

"Me too! Me too!"

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A new stir was created off the field. All the cultivators added their bets, and even the uninvolved people were also seduced to place bets subsequently. At this time, they saw Wang Bugui roll on the ground several times and became so excited that they just wanted to scream.

"I... I quit. You are bullying me!" Yu Wude shivered and shook his head hurriedly. But those guys wouldn't let him go. They held him down directly and put their treasures beside his stuff.

"Oh!! Wang Bugui, you entrapped me! What a big loss! What a big loss!" Yu Wude fell on the ground, thumping and crying painfully. Other people felt so happy at the scene and all roared with laughter. This contest had already been a foregone conclusion to them. Wang Bugui was sure to lose. They just sat back and waited to take the treasures.

"Heavenly Palm!"

Han Xing concentrated powerful aura and slapped forward, a huge white hand of one hundred feet condensing into form. This huge hand slapped heavily with powerful aura, aiming to strike down the opponent in one blow. It was fast and came near in a flash, but Wang Bugui had foreseen this with his six senses and spun sideways earlier to avoid it. His movements were also expected by Han Xing, who started later and reached first.

He threw one fist, which was about to hit on the scapula of Wang Bugui, when he escaped again like a ghost. During his escape, he kicked Han Xing once, who stumbled and flushed with anger.

"Lording All, overthrowing the World!"

Howling with anger, Han Xing created a kind of black and white mist around his body. Soon, his power increased dramatically, causing him, a person at the middle level of Void Returning Realm, almost reaching its peak. After this, he pointed to Wang Bugui and said, "Brother Wang, you really shouldn't provoke me in the first place. Now I can give you a chance. Kneel down and admit defeat! Otherwise, I will beat you to be handicapped! And don't blame my mercilessness then."

His tone was interrogative. It seemed to him that Wang Bugui had no other option but to kneel down to beg for his mercy. Cultivators off the field also echoed with sneers. Wang Bugui would lose at long last. It was gonna be a breathtaking moment.

"Keel down quickly!"

"Yeah. It's not too late now. We can also take our treasures earlier!"

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"Han Xing. Don't waste your time on him. Defeat him now!" A cultivator off the field shouted. Lyu Hao became gloomy after hearing these words, but then he shook his head and chuckled, realizing that this was just a play. He wanted to see how Wang Bugui would deal with this situation.

"Ok. I have to sacrifice a lot for this condition, too. Since you don't appreciate it, I would maim you now!" Sneering, Han Xing slowly walked to him.

"Brother Han, be careful. You may fail miserably in a very easy task!" A hint of sharpness flashed through Wang Bugui's eyes, when a black crystal dagger appeared in his hand. He killed a cultivator before, who robbed and killed mortals, and got this dagger by frisking him. The dagger had a special taboo. Once it stabbed a body part, that part would be permanently destroyed.

"Humph! How dare you a bead like a grain of rice shine with great brilliance!" Han Xing snorted and raised his fist to rush to him.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire!" thundered Wang Bugui. He concentrated all the prana power and blood into the dagger and went forward.

He used the dagger to resist Han Xing's heavy fist with all his strength. Han Xing smiled coldly, for he seemed to have seen that Wang Bugui was already maimed by him.

However, as he came closer, he suddenly found that an enormous horrifying aura burst out from the dagger. Being frightened to death, he was about to run right away when his fist could not be taken back.

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

There was a loud bang when they collided and a piercing scream was heard immediately. The field was full of light and smoke from the explosion. People couldn't see the inside clearly. What happened there was that Wang Bugui smashed Han Xing's arm all the way up to his shoulder with the dagger. Then he turned his hand to cut down further and chop off his knees and stamped heavily on his face in the end.

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As the smoke, dust and light gradually drifted away, people faintly saw a man stamping on the other one's face. Some cultivators sighed and thought, "It's indeed impossible to win just with body movements."

The disciples from all the sects believed that Wang Bugui was the one being stamped. They laughed grimly with their mouths up, but immediately their faces froze. When the field became clear, they saw a scene that they would never forget in their life. Wang Bugui was stamping on Han Xing.

"What?!"

"That's impossible! How can he defeat Han Xing?!"

"Is his dagger a forbidden weapon?"

This directly caused a buzz among the crowd off the field. The situation was hard to swallow for them, which was like a dream. How could Wang Bugui win? The liberal cultivators were all dumbstruck, let alone those disciples. It was definitely unexpected.

"You!" Han Xing was so angry that he almost crushed his teeth. He never expected that Wang Bugui would hide his power.

"There is no need for you to say more, rubbish. Lie still. Your legs and an arm have already been maimed by me!" Wang Bugui huffed.

"What? You! Eh..." Han Xing was so mad and passed out directly. Wang Bugui had given him the biggest blow by maiming his legs and an arm.

The cultivators off the field were looking at Wang Bugui, being speechless. Wang Bugui tossed the dagger and grinned at them. At his time, Yu Wude started to speak. He laughed loudly and said, "What a great 'loss'! What a great 'loss'! I've made a fortune. Alas! Thanks for your treasures, everybody. I take them all now!"

Then he collected all treasures on the ground with the Ring of Holding, laughing all the way with a blushing face. People wanted to take back their treasures, but they chickened out immediately and retreated one after another when Lyu Hao lifted up a spear and glared at them.

Later, they saw Yu Wude going away helplessly, who was thanking Wang Bugui and shouting that he had suffered a great loss continuously.

More than 70 percent of cultivators here had placed bets. Now they lost all their treasures, which had been saved for many years. Their hearts were not just bleeding. They almost bled out. There was no way for them to know that Wang Bugui had such a powerful forbidden weapon.

"Haha. Thanks for your supporting. It's good that the forbidden weapon is powerful, or the result might be otherwise." Wang Bugui walked to these cultivators with a faking shy smile. He just looked so naive.

"Oh my god!"

These cultivators beat their breasts furiously. The jerk dared to thank them for their support. No one supported him at all. This was more humiliating and they felt furious!