Chapter 482: No Need for Many Words
Back then, at the grand birthday celebration of the King of Gray Wolf, Baru defeated Zhao Letian with a casual punch, easily sending him two steps back.
Although Zhao Letian did not suffer a significant loss at that time, merely retreating two steps more than Baru.
But in Baru's view, this was enough to show that Zhao Letian was far from his match.
After all, back then he did not use much of his strength, while Zhao Letian probably gave his all.
In any case, Baru absolutely did not believe that in less than a year's time, Zhao Letian could have the strength to challenge him.
Seeing Baru about to make a move, everyone on the scene lit up with intense anticipation in their eyes.
They all knew that Zhao Letian had greatly improved in strength after his breakthrough.
But they didn't know what level Zhao Letian's strength had reached.
If he could fight against Baru, it would surely be an immediate test of his ability.
Especially those like Yu Kun who bore grudges against Zhao Letian, they were secretly elated, their faces revealing a schadenfreude smirk.
In their view, Baru was an invincible powerhouse of terrifying strength, certainly not someone Zhao Letian could contend with.
In this battle, even if Zhao Letian doesn't die, he would have to shed a layer of skin.
However, there's a problem now, that is, whether Zhao Letian dares to accept the battle or not.
If Zhao Letian does not dare to accept the battle, then Baru would have no justification to forcibly make a move.
Therefore, at this moment, everyone's eyes were all fixed on Zhao Letian, hoping very much that he would step forward and face Baru in a direct confrontation.
"If you want to fight, then let's fight; why the need for so many words?"
Zhao Letian, with an intrepid and fearless demeanor, did not hesitate and stepped forward directly, standing out.
His defeat to Baru back then was only because his cultivation was too low and his strength not yet fully shaped.
Now, after advancing to the ninth level of True Martial realm, his cultivation, although still inferior to Baru's, was at least on the same level.
Most importantly, after condensing the power of the Hexagrams and comprehending the Micro Sword Realm, he did not fear Baru in terms of either physical strength or sword skill mastery.
He also wanted to see, after his breakthrough, where his strength truly stood, and this Baru was his litmus test.
Witnessing this scene, excitement gleamed in everyone's eyes.
Their anticipation for this battle was no less than the previous struggle for command.
"Good, you have some guts, at least you didn't disgrace our Gray Wolf Kingdom. Last time, I won with my physical strength; this time, I will still only use my physical strength. This is to prevent others from thinking that I'm using my higher cultivation to bully you, a mere ant who has just broken through to the ninth level of True Martial realm. This punch will let you clearly see the vast, unbridgeable gap between us!"
Baru's heart leapt with joy, and he sneered confidently. As he spoke, the golden scale armor on his body suddenly burst forth with a powerful glow.
Having been recently defeated by Ye Zhenxiao and Ji Pengyu had dented his pride, and he had lost face in front of everyone. Now, he intended to take back some face from Zhao Letian.
This punch, he would not hold back his strength, but would use his strongest power to directly cripple Zhao Letian, thus making clear the vast difference in their strengths and preserving the face of an invincible powerhouse.
Hearing Baru's words, a mocking expression appeared on the faces of the crowd.
Baru's words sounded graceful, as if he was deliberately letting Zhao Letian have his way.
But everyone knew that what Baru excelled at was Physical Strength.
Even among the invincible powerhouses, Baru's Physical Strength was second to none.
If it were merely a contest of Physical Strength, even Ye Zhenxiao and Ji Pengyu wouldn't dare to contend with him head-on.
Therefore, the true intention behind Baru's words was likely to use his strongest advantage to overwhelmingly crush Zhao Letian.
"Anything goes for this punch, I'll let you see just how shallow you really are."
Zhao Letian showed no fear as he indifferently replied.
"Arrogant! Last time I only used less than seventy percent of my Physical Strength and you couldn't withstand it. Now that my Cultivation Technique is perfected, my Physical Strength has increased significantly. I'd like to see how you'll defend against the Daluo Vajra Fist!"
Baru roared furiously, his body bursting with blinding golden light. He directly swung his fist at Zhao Letian. His muscular arm rose, covered in golden Scale Armor, filled with terrifying explosive power.
"Power of the Six Jia!"
Zhao Letian didn't dodge or shy away; he shouted sternly and raised his fist as well. Layers of fine black Scale Armor appeared out of thin air on his arm, flickering with a cold metallic sheen, seemingly indestructible as it met Baru's massive golden fist head-on.
The spectators at the scene, although unable to feel the exact strength of the two's Physical Strength, could sense a lethal dangerous aura emanating from their fists.
"Boom!"
In a flash, their fists collided solidly, like stars colliding without any True Essence Power attached. Yet they produced a massive explosion. At the same time, a powerful, invisible shockwave spread rapidly from their fists at the center, like a fierce storm, blowing away low-level Martial Artists who were close to the arena.
At the same time, the ground beneath Zhao Letian and Baru's feet crumbled instantly, cracks spreading and stones flying.
However, under such a terrifying impact, neither Zhao Letian nor Baru retreated half a step, remaining locked in place.
Only their eyes revealed a look of shock.
It was evident that neither had expected the other's Physical Strength to be so terrifying.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!..."
The next moment, a series of soft cracking sounds were heard.
Some astute people in the audience immediately noticed that the golden Scale Armor on Baru's hand and the black Scale Armor on Zhao Letian's hand, upon initial contact for just an instant, could not withstand the terrifying impact of their forces and began to show fine cracks before shattering apart, spreading rapidly like cobwebs across their entire fists.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
In the blink of an eye, the golden Scale Armor on Baru's hand and Zhao Letian's black Scale Armor shattered piece by piece, turning into powder and dispersing with the wind.
In just a short moment, the golden Scale Armor on Baru's hand was destroyed by more than half, revealing the blurred flesh of his palm beneath, and the power of his fist weakened slightly.
In contrast, Zhao Letian's black Scale Armor, although also mostly destroyed, was overlaying another layer of perfectly undamaged hard Scale Armor.
More importantly, the strength in Zhao Letian's fist did not decrease but instead increased and was rapidly growing stronger at a terrifying speed.
"This is impossible! Your Physical Strength is even stronger than mine?"
Finally, a look of disbelief and horror appeared on Baru's face.