Chun Xiaobai's entire face turned red from the strain.
But just then, something suddenly changed!
Without warning, the golden figure that had lost its weapon raised its fist, drew it back, then smashed it straight at his face with a shrill rush of wind!
Bam!
Chun Xiaobai had no time to react. As if struck by a cannonball, he went flying backward, straight toward the Bronze Giant Gate he had just entered through!
Just as he was about to crash into it, the tightly shut Bronze Giant Gate suddenly swung open with a thunderous rumble. He flew right out, hit the floor of the first level, and skidded several dozen feet.
"What the hell! What was that thing?!"
Chun Xiaobai clutched his burning eye socket and howled in pain.
He quickly realized that those bronze figures were no mere decorations.
"Son of a bitch... these things seem to be here specifically to beat this Great King up!"
Although those bronze figures weren't bald, judging by the setup, this was almost certainly like the legendary Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Man Formation-a formation designed specifically to spar with him and hone his martial arts!
At that thought, Chun Xiaobai's face instantly darkened.
He had thought the second level would hold some even more incredible peerless martial art, only to find it was specifically meant to put him through hell!
"No way, no way!"
"This Great King got punched for no damn reason. How am I supposed to swallow that?"
"I have to get even!"
Chun Xiaobai stiffened his neck and returned to the Bronze Giant Gate, sporting a black eye. He took a deep breath and circulated the Martial God Art again.
He waited a moment.
Then...
There was no then. The bronze gate didn't budge.
He tried circulating it once more, but