Gu Ding vs. Jia Geer

On the ring, Ba Mu took a deep breath, his eyes wide with anger, flashing with a fiery Red Radiance.

Immediately afterwards, his already terrifyingly bulging muscles began to swell again, like corn kernels exposed to high temperatures. His four-meter height ballooned to over six meters in just a few seconds, and his size increased several times over.

Gu Ding also clearly sensed that Ba Mu's aura had surged dramatically, from the original Second Sequence true god to the level of Third Sequence true god.

Ba Mu's transformation was somewhat unexpected by Gu Ding, as his Combat Strength had increased more than a thousandfold, directly elevating him from the late stage of the Second Sequence True God realm to the mid-stage of the Third Sequence True God realm. Gu Ding had originally thought that such Small World wouldn't produce God Skill and abilities that could significantly boost Combat Strength, but now it seemed he had clearly misjudged the situation; Ba Mu's strength far exceeded his expectations.

However, even under these circumstances, Gu Ding still did not intend to directly use soul attacks or use his imperial body to overwhelm his opponent.

After transforming, Ba Mu seemed to become somewhat excited. The moment he completed the transformation, his somewhat eerie gaze locked onto Gu Ding, and then he launched a fierce attack on Gu Ding.

His speed was also much faster than before. His giant-like body did not hinder his movements in the slightest, and he appeared in front of Gu Ding in an instant. His fist, which was twice the size of Gu Ding, slammed out like a cannonball, seemingly aiming to crush Gu Ding into dust.

But Gu Ding's face remained completely calm. Despite being doubly suppressed in both strength and speed, he still possessed a powerful Martial Dao Intent and exquisite martial arts techniques to support him. Furthermore, his recent arduous training in the forest had exposed him to numerous opponents of similar caliber to Ba Mu. Therefore, in his view, this battle was not much different from his previous arduous training.

Seeing the terrifying fist hurtling towards him with unstoppable force, Gu Ding shifted his feet, his body swaying slightly as he calmly dodged the attack. He appeared at Ba Mu's side and unleashed a series of punches, like meteors falling to earth, striking Ba Mu's body squarely.

If we only consider attack power, Gu Ding's attack couldn't even break through Ba Mu's defense. However, the moves Gu Ding used carried a powerful Martial Dao Intent, easily tearing apart Ba Mu's defense. The force of his punch penetrated Ba Mu's body, shattering all the ribs on Ba Mu's right side.

Ba Mu let out a piercing scream and swung his right arm out. After forcing Gu Ding back, he clutched his right waist, his body barely able to straighten up.

"Is Scarface's attack really that powerful?" some people asked in confusion. In fact, they hadn't even caught a glimpse of the two fighting; they only saw the moment Ba Mu clutched his right waist.

"I just don't understand. Ba Mu's blood energy is clearly much stronger than that Scarface's..."

However, some people who saw through the battle commented, "Such a strong Martial Dao Intent! It looks like Bam is going to lose this Ba Mu."

Ba Mu had already displayed his strongest Combat Strength, and there was little point in prolonging the battle. Gu Ding also didn't intend to waste any more time, and once again pressed forward to launch an attack.

He flashed behind Ba Mu and pointed a finger at Ba Mu's spine. The powerful Finger Force, carrying the Martial Dao Intent of the Enlightenment Realm, instantly entered Ba Mu's body, shattering a section of his spine.

The damage to his spine severed the nerve transmission to Ba Mu's legs, completely limiting his Gu Ding Ba Mu. The shattered damage meant that even with Ba Mu's regenerative abilities, instant repair was impossible.

Having landed a successful blow, Gu Ding shifted his position again, appearing on Ba Mu's left side.

Ba Mu's left arm swept out with the force of a slash, but unexpectedly, Gu Ding didn't dodge this time. Instead, he raised both hands, his arm muscles bulging, and forcefully blocked the attack. Then, he pressed down with both hands and stomped his feet on the ground, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the incredibly solid ground. This move was entirely about deflecting the force, channeling the powerful attack into the ground through his feet, causing cracks to appear in the arena floor, which was as hard as a true god's spirit object.

Ba Mu knew something was wrong when Gu Ding neutralized his arm strike. He was about to unleash a burst of power to send Gu Ding when, unexpectedly, Gu Ding grabbed his wrists with both hands and braced his left ribs with both feet, then twisted him violently.

"Click, click, click..."

Countless crisp sounds rang out in succession, followed by a sharp pain that shot through Ba Mu's brain.

Ba Mu saw that the bones in his entire left arm were completely shattered, and the entire arm was twisted beyond recognition, while Gu Ding had disappeared again.

Having eliminated Ba Mu's mobility and crippled Ba Mu left hand, Gu Ding's methods had already instilled fear in countless people in the audience.

Having lost his mobility, Ba Mu was practically a human punching bag, completely unable to move. Now that his left hand was also useless, his only weapon was his right hand.

Ba Mu knew that the opponent's next attack was very likely aimed at his right hand, and once his right hand was also crippled, he would have no chance of turning the tide.

Gu Ding learned this fighting style of gradually dismantling the opponent through his practical experience over the past few days. Many powerful opponents, if faced head-on, would be very difficult to defeat. But once you neutralize their attack methods, even the strongest opponent becomes nothing more than a living punching bag, completely at your mercy.

Ba Mu's heart raced, unaware that many others below the ring felt the same. Gu Ding's fighting style was chilling. It wasn't a simple contest of strength; it was a hunt.

For a hunter, no matter how powerful a creature is, it is still just prey. As long as the methods are correct, all prey can be killed.

Gu Ding reappeared behind Ba Mu. The moment he appeared, Ba Mu sensed it and immediately twisted his waist, waving his arms to try to drive Gu Ding away.

However, all his efforts were in vain, because Gu Ding had already punched the joint where his right shoulder blade connects to his right upper arm. The force of the punch penetrated deep into the joint, instantly destroying it, and Ba Mu's entire right arm was completely rendered incapable of fighting.

At this point, Ba Mu had lost all means of fighting.

Gu Ding then appeared before Ba Mu. "I won this battle."

"I will not admit defeat!" Ba Mu stubbornly insisted.

"Since that's the case..." Gu Ding's lips curled into a slight smile, and he suddenly leaped up, pressing a hand against Ba Mu's face. Ba Mu instantly collapsed to the ground, his head slamming against the earth, and he lost consciousness completely.

Gu Ding then stood up, clapped his hands, and walked down from the arena.

"Number One Arena. Contestant number 9527 has won!"

This result was unexpected by many. Ba Mu, the undisputed strongest Half-Step True God in Wu La City, was defeated by an unknown figure. If they hadn't witnessed Ba Mu collapsing on the arena, probably no one would have believed Ba Mu defeat. Especially the Half-Step True God, who were utterly shocked.

"What exactly is this 9527?!" Many people have begun to investigate information about Gu Ding.

But apart from knowing the name "Gu Lotte" and his age of 1600 at the registration point, everyone received very limited information.

Gu Ding moved alone between the rings, watching the other people's battles.

The first round of the intermediate-level tournament lasted for two days. The draw for the second round didn't begin until the third day.

This time, the person who successfully paired up with Gu Ding was yet another unexpected guy – "Tyrant" Jia Geer.

When Gu Ding heard the opponent's number, he didn't know who it was at first, but when he saw that the other person was on the same stage as him, Gu Ding realized that his opponent was this guy with a bad reputation.

Having encountered Ba Mu at first and now Jia Geer, Gu Ding began to doubt whether the so-called "random" matchmaking was actually random at all.

Many people felt a pang of sympathy for Gu Ding when they saw Gu Ding and Jia Geer in the same ring. Many knew that Jia Geer was a powerful individual, a natural counter to the other native inhabitants.

Jia Geer's height was similar to Gu Ding's current physique, but he was very thin, in an unsettling way. Coupled with his disproportionate limbs, he was the object of ridicule from childhood. This made his personality quite eccentric.

"I watched your last match, it was very good!" Jia Geer didn't immediately launch a soul attack on Gu Ding, but instead scrutinized him carefully. His gaze was unsettling, making one feel as if he were looking at a piece of merchandise rather than a human being. "Therefore, I'm considering taking you under my wing and making you my servant."

"I can only say you're overthinking it," Gu Ding said with a shake of his head and a smile. He had never liked Jia Geer from the first moment he saw him. Enslaving humans and using them as mounts—it was clearly something no normal person could do.

"How dare you refuse me?! Do you know the consequences of refusing me?!" Jia Geer's voice suddenly became agitated upon hearing Gu Ding's refusal. "Let me show you my methods! No matter how strong you are, it's useless, because at the soul level, I am invincible! You can only obediently become my servants!!!"

The words had barely left his lips when Jia Geer's eyes turned completely black, and a powerful Soul Impact rippled outwards, sweeping towards Gu Ding. "Submit! You ignorant fool!"

"The soul strength of a two-star Half-Step True God is indeed remarkable in this world, given your current cultivation level, but to me, it's rubbish!"

A ripple of soul energy swept through Gu Ding's Soul Space. Gu Ding grinned, and the Soul Impact of a Seven-Star Half-Step True God swept out like a tsunami. In an instant, Jia Geer's Soul Space nearly shattered. Fortunately, Gu Ding stopped in time; otherwise, that guy probably wouldn't have lasted three seconds before perishing completely.

On the arena, Jia Geer, who had been so arrogant, suddenly collapsed to the ground, his breath as weak as a flickering candle.

Jia Geer's sudden collapse left everyone puzzled.

"Winner: 9527," City Lord Capson quickly announced the result. While others might not understand what had happened, he saw it all clearly. (To be continued~^~)