Wuming: Damn it, I have to reveal my trump card

"Here he comes! Junior Brother is finally going to show off his best skills!"

Cao Youqian couldn't help but smile slightly as he looked at Wang Bao, who was already in a fighting stance on the stage. He knew that his junior brother would have a tough time in this match, but he naturally didn't want to see his junior brother being beaten without any chance to fight back. Even if he lost, he should lose with dignity!

He spoke softly, but everyone in the stands heard him clearly.

The Profound Fire Pill King chuckled and teased, "Little Feng, how come every one of your disciples has a hidden trump card?"

Chu Feng replied with a smile, "If you don't have many trump cards, you're easy to kill. For their sake, I taught them an extra trick."

The bigwigs almost burst out laughing when they heard this, but fortunately, they were all people who had seen a lot of big scenes.

Unless something is really funny, they generally won't behave inappropriately.

Profound Fire Pill King gave Chu Feng a thumbs up, his expression seemingly saying, "You're something else, kid."

On the arena, Wuming seemed to have not expected that Wang Baole would actually abandon his sword and fight him.

"Junior Brother Wang, be careful."

As he spoke, he suddenly struck out with his palm, a strike even more powerful than before.

Wang Baole was calmly gathering the ball and retracting his foot when, in the instant he gathered the ball, a faint Taiji symbol appeared between his hands.

The Taiji diagram appeared, Wuming's palm strike instantly stopped in front of him, unable to advance even an inch.

As if he hadn't seen the palm strike, Wang Baole gently pushed his palm forward, and the Taiji diagram in front of him flew out like a cannonball.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, the Taiji diagram shattered the palm's protective energy and flew towards Wuming.

All of this happened so suddenly that Wuming hadn't even had time to react before the Taiji diagram landed on him with a bang.

Everyone looked at Wuming and saw that the faint Jin Guang on his body had disappeared, but Wuming was completely unharmed.

hiss...

The onlookers in the audience gasped in shock at what they saw.

"This Wuming is too strong."

"Could it be that the Body Cultivation Institute is going to win the Outer Sect Grand Competition competition this year?"

"..."

On the stage, Wang Baole did not press his advantage, but continued to practice Taiji Fist at the same unhurried pace as before.

This scene left the audience below the ring bewildered. Why didn't Senior Brother Wang press his advantage?

To everyone's surprise, Wuming did not make a move. He simply opened his eyes slowly, and the moment he opened them, his aura surged. The Jin Guang that had been shattered by Wang Baole's attack earlier enveloped Wuming once again.

"Junior Brother Wang, you are very strong, and you are worthy of making me Wuming, go all out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuming quickly formed hand seals, and in the time it takes to breathe, golden seals appeared between his hands.

"Jin Gang Demon-Subduing Seal!"

Words become law!

The hand seal, originally the size of a palm, instantly grew hundreds of times larger and descended towards Wang Baole.

Wang Baole seemed not to have seen the descending seal, and simply used a plain move, White Crane Spreads Its Wings, to neutralize the Jin Gang Demon-Subduing Seal.

A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience.

"Holy crap, what kind of fist technique is this? It's so powerful!"

"The Miscellaneous Dao Institute is truly a place where hidden talents abound!"

"..."

The spectators in the stands also squinted their eyes, watching Wang Baole's performance intently. They vaguely felt that Wang Baole's set of boxing techniques contained the meaning of the great principles of heaven and earth.

Profound Fire Pill King glanced at Chu Feng out of the corner of his eye and saw that the boy was still sitting calmly. He wanted to ask him something, but in the end, he didn't ask.

On the arena, Wuming's expression also became serious. He participated in the Outer Sect Grand Competition for only one purpose: to win first place.

Before the competition started, he studied all ten seeded players and found that only Jian Chen and Liu Li were passable.

Moreover, he was extremely confident that he could defeat the two and become the champion of this year's Outer Sect Grand Competition. He never expected that Wang Baole would suddenly appear halfway through, putting him in a tough battle.

"If this continues, I'll expose my trump card!" The thought flashed through Wuming's mind. Then he took a deep breath and let out a huge roar.

"Whoa!!!"

A tremendous roar echoed throughout the arena; had it not been for the array surrounding the arena, the disciples watching below would have been in grave danger.

On the stands, Profound Fire Pill King, seeing this, instinctively blurted out, "The Buddhist Lion's Roar! This kid's got something!"

Despite facing the Buddhist Lion's Roar head-on Wang Baole continued to practice his boxing as if nothing had happened, but at this moment he felt his internal organs trembling violently, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

He immediately Apparent Close-Up, and then pushed forward!

The Taiji diagram reappeared, breaking through the Lion's Roar Art as it descended upon Wuming.

Boom!!!

Wuming, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, was instantly sent flying backward. He tumbled several times in the air before landing steadily. Before he could regain his balance, he felt his blood surging and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Baole continued practicing his boxing as if nothing had happened.

But this scene appeared as a different picture in Wuming's eyes. He saw that Wang Baole was about to merge into the world, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a radius of dozens of miles was gathering around him. As long as Wang Baole wanted, he could condense this Spiritual Qi into palm force and release it at any time.

Looks like I'll have to pull out all the stops!

Wuming clasped his hands together and began chanting Buddhist scriptures. With each word he uttered, the Buddhist light emanating from his body grew stronger. Gradually, the light on his body became brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into Jin Gang phantom.

At the same time, the Spiritual Qi surrounding Wang Baole also gathered into a huge Taiji diagram that appeared above his head.

In an instant, the entire arena was split in two by the two, one side displaying Taiji diagram, and the other Jin Gang phantom.

hiss...

The audience below the stage gasped as they sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the two performers.

Are these two really Dao Foundation cultivators?

"The aura they're emanating right now is probably even more terrifying than that of ordinary True Fate Realm disciples!"

"..."

From the stands, Cao Youqian, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but ask, "Master, who do you think will win this battle?"

Chu Feng slowly put down his teacup, shook his head, and said, "I don't know. Right now, they're both on the same level; whoever makes the first move will lose!"

He had barely finished speaking when a Great Wind blew by.

The two fighters on the stage attacked simultaneously!

Wu Ming clapped his palm and uttered one word. "Swastika!"

"The Boundless Taiji!"

Wang Baole unleashed a powerful strike Embrace Tiger, Return to Mountain Form.

As the Jin Gang phantom on the arena clapped its hands, the Taiji diagram in the sky fell down.

Rumble!

With a deafening explosion, a small mushroom cloud spread across the arena.

The massive burst of light blinded the surrounding disciples, making it impossible for them to see what was happening on the arena.

After the burst of light dissipated, everyone's gaze fell upon the arena, and the same thought crossed their minds: Who won this battle?