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"Crack"
The sound of shattering bones echoed sharply as Bu Kuang struck Leader's left chest with a powerful palm, sending Leader's body flying from the immense force.
Blood gushed from his mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs. His left ribcage was completely shattered, and his Heart was pulverized.
With a strength rating of 9, Bu Kuang unleashed the Furious Cloud Palm. Such power could not be withstood by anyone below Intermediate level, let alone taking a direct hit.
With a thud, Leader's corpse fell to the ground like a rag doll, leaving a long trail as blood quickly soaked the area.
In his eyes lingered the fury from his desperate struggle, unchanged even in death. Everything had happened too quickly.
"Hey, True God above, how is this Fellow so strong?" The crowd on the Viewing Platform erupted in excitement.
They had been following this battle closely, from Bu's confrontation with Robin to Robin's subsequent departure. Many had commented on Bu's luck, believing that Robin had spared him due to concerns about injuries.
As Bu later ruthlessly eliminated five contestants, public perception began to shift. Now, even a Low-Level powerhouse had been killed on the spot.
Such formidable strength and ruthless tactics sent waves of excitement through the audience.
Some cheered and praised him loudly; others criticized Bu for being excessively brutal, condemning his lethal approach.
The two opposing factions glared at each other, cursing one another, creating a lively atmosphere in the stands. In any case, Bu had truly captured everyone's attention with his overwhelming power.
Warren Earl and Wendy were also astonished by Bu's aggressive display, though their reasons for surprise were quite different.
One was a surprise with a certain purpose, calculating its own benefits. The other was simply a pure surprise, sending blessings from the heart.
Bu was unaware of the Xuan Yuan's Great Wave his actions had caused. He walked over to the corpse of the Leader and removed the two Alchemical Ropes tied around its wrist, putting them on his own wrist.
Looking at the four Alchemical Ropes now bound to his wrist, Bu nodded in satisfaction. With over forty minutes left until the end of the Qualification Challenge, he had enough time to acquire more spoils.
He scanned his surroundings, beginning to search for his next target.
Soon, he discovered a promising target.
There were four people: three men and one woman. Only one of them was a Low-Level existence; the remaining three were not worth considering. They were forming a formation to surround and kill a Low-Level Alchemical Puppet.
Interestingly, the only one among them who reached Low-Level was the woman.
Bu's feet Bu Qing tapped lightly, and his body glided through the air as if weightless, resembling a low-flying swallow. His Agility was swift, aiming directly at the three men and one woman.
Such brazen and unhidden movement naturally alerted the four on the opposite side.
"You guys hold him off; I'll finish off this puppet and join you as soon as possible," the woman said, dodging an attack from the Alchemical Puppet, not looking back at the other three participants.
"Then take care; we'll go," one of the men replied, signaling the other two to retreat from the battle circle quickly towards Bu.
"Friends ahead, please hold on; otherwise, don't... uh."
One of them had just shouted when Bu closed in and struck him with a palm, sending him flying. Fortunately, Bu had held back some strength; otherwise, that person would have faced certain death.
Two other men, seeing Bu's arrogance, hesitated to strike out of fear of causing harm. In their anger, they unleashed their Combat Skills and charged forward. Their weapons gleamed with light as they rushed towards Bu with a fierce wind.
Even though they were low-level shrimp, using Combat Skills against Bu at this moment was like a mantis trying to stop a car.
Their palms were enveloped in dark energy, moving unpredictably as if they wanted to advance but also retreat.
In an instant, there were two loud bangs, and the remaining two men's weapons were sent flying. Their bodies followed a parabolic arc before crashing heavily to the ground, sliding away and carving two long trenches into the earth.
Bu casually clapped his hands, smirking as he turned his gaze towards the woman still entangled with the Alchemical Puppet.
The woman was quite attractive, with long fiery red hair and wearing a revealing outfit that showcased her tanned skin. She wielded two short swords, exuding an air of elegance and confidence.
After sizing her up briefly, Bu stomped his foot and moved closer.
With a whoosh, his clothes fluttered in the wind.
In an instant, Bu appeared in front of the woman. A flash of dark energy surged in his hand as he struck the metallic body of the Alchemical Puppet with a powerful palm.
With a clang, the massive Alchemical Puppet staggered back from Bu's blow, taking two steps backward as the metal armor on its chest caved in.
"You..." The woman, who was engaged with the Alchemical Puppet, was taken aback, not expecting Bu to break through the encirclement of three men so quickly.
"I advise you to step aside. I won't easily strike a woman; however, if necessary..." Bu delivered two consecutive strikes that sent the Alchemical Puppet's great sword flying back. He then pointedly looked at the two Alchemical Ropes tied around the woman's wrist and said with a half-smile, "Isn't this Fellow lacking in gentlemanly conduct for troubling a woman?"
"Seriously, this is so embarrassing for us men."
"Ah, it's shameless."
Many young people on the Viewing Platform were dissatisfied, believing that Bu was lacking in gentlemanly conduct.
"Hmph, do you even know what gentlemanly demeanor is? Do you have it? I don't see it. At least others have that kind of strength; that's called dominance, you know? Being unconventional. If I told you to make things difficult for a woman, you might not even be stronger than her."
"A bunch of Fellows who only know how to boast. If you have the ability, come and make things difficult for me. I actually like it when men challenge me."
"Third Sister, be modest, be a lady."
"Uh, did I forget? Was I not ladylike just now?"
"Oh. Here."
The female fans supporting Bu were all displeased, and the few young men nearby turned red in the face; when it came to verbal sparring, who could compete with this group of women?
"Dang dang bang bang dang."
A series of intense hammering sounds erupted as Bu's palms flew, enveloped in a dark sheen, resembling a black cloud wrapping around the entire Alchemical Puppet, as if a storm was about to descend.
The relentless assault was incredibly fierce; every time Bu's palm struck the Alchemical Puppet, it produced a loud crash, denting the metallic armor.
The Red-Haired Woman, who had been hesitant on the sidelines, now saw Bu's terrifying offensive and realized that the Alchemical Puppet couldn't even fight back, resembling a piece of scrap metal. At that moment, she completely abandoned any thoughts of competing with her.
However, she still stomped her foot in frustration, glanced at Bu's figure, and then turned to leave.
Noticing the Red-Haired Woman's tactful retreat, Bu Qing smiled lightly, relieved that he didn't have to deal with the trouble of taking action against a woman.
With no one to hold him back, Bu's offensive suddenly became several times more ferocious. The Alchemical Puppet, already battered and dented, could no longer withstand the intense barrage of attacks. Its metallic armor shattered, exploding into pieces that flew far away.
Without the protection of its metallic armor, the Alchemical Puppet was like a tiger without teeth. Bu Shuang swiped his hand upward, deflecting the large sword swung by the Alchemical Puppet. His body spun like a top, closing in on the Alchemical Puppet.
Using the momentum from his spin, he struck out with a palm, unleashing the Furious Cloud Palm. Dark clouds swirled and erupted as he struck directly at the center of the Alchemical Puppet's chest.
A sound reminiscent of twisted metal echoed as a large hole was blasted into the puppet's chest.
With a crunch, the energy core inside was completely destroyed, rendering this Alchemical Puppet utterly useless.
Another 10 Experience points were gained as Bu picked up two Alchemical Ropes and donned them on his wrists. The six neatly arranged Alchemical Ropes resembled a Wrist Guard.
There were still thirty-five minutes left until the Qualification Challenge ended.
Bu moved swiftly; this time he couldn't be bothered to choose targets. He swept across the arena, marking anyone he focused on as unfortunate.
Through the recent skirmish, he had gained a clear understanding of his own strength. Only participants like Reynold, who were exceptionally strong, could pose a threat to him; others were no match for him in just a few moves.
There was a significant gap between martial artists at every level.
Even if two fighters were at the same rank, one equipped with powerful skills and Amplification Gear would be vastly stronger than another who lacked such skills and gear.
This is the power brought by Wealth. The substantial Major Forces of Wealth can turn even a pig into a strong contender, let alone someone like Reynold, who possesses exceptional Qualifications.
Bu does not have vast resources to squander, but he has a unique Upgrade System. Given time, he will grow at a terrifying Speed and stand at the pinnacle of the Fran Continent.
"Smack!"
A slap sent a Blonde Contestant, who was fiercely battling an Alchemical Puppet, flying. Bu domineeringly seized the opponent's prey, a low-level 1st-tier Alchemical Puppet.
The Fellow who was slapped away looked dazed, covering his face in disbelief.
"What the hell, who is this damn Fellow that dares to slap me?" After regaining his senses, the Blonde Contestant was furious and charged back in anger.
Bu Kuang unleashed several powerful strikes, directly turning the low-level 1st-tier Alchemical Puppet into scrap metal. He picked up an Alchemical Rope and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that the originally slapped-away blonde was angrily shouting and rushing towards him.
"You bastard, I will skin you alive today!"
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