Gongshu Jian's Counterattack
"I have already sent a message to Wan Dao. If he meets Cripple in the top ten competition, he will be defeated and buried with Hundred Heads!"
Mansion Master Cui said coldly.
The Third Elder's sorrowful mood was comforted. He then pointed at Qin Hao and said seriously, "That meddlesome blind man will also die a horrible death!"
The competition continued …
In the next round, Gongshu Jian faced a martialist from the southern division.
Gongshu Jian relied on his mecha and was comparable to an Eighth Level Yuan Monarch.
His luck was not bad. Other than being injured in the fight with the Ironback Demonic Lizard, the other opponents he met were of average cultivation and did not pose much of an obstacle.
In the first round, his opponent's strength was comparable to Gongshu Jian's. In the end, Gongshu Jian won by luck.
If he fought another round, he would be qualified to challenge the top ten of the Imperial Martial Roll, just like Iron Crutch Li.
Unfortunately, he met a strong opponent in the last round.
Gongshu Jian's opponent was a pseudo venerable. The battle was completely one-sided. In just ten moves, the four meter tall mecha was filled with countless holes under the bombardment of the opponent's vital energy. It was in imminent danger, on the verge of disintegration.
The mecha's leg joints and shoulders had been forcefully penetrated by the pseudo venerable, causing mechanical parts to fall off.
The core of the mecha was severely damaged. It could not even move, let alone fight.
"This is the last move. I will make you and your ugly scrap metal skin roll out of the arena together!"
The pseudo venerable said arrogantly.
After speaking, he clasped his palms in front of his chest. The faint purple flames between his palms became stronger and stronger.
"Is this the end?"
Gongshu Jian, who was hiding in the mecha, was covered in bruises and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Even though he had improved the mecha's functions time and time again based on the precious experience left by his predecessors, he still could not keep up with the pace of the times.
It seemed that machines could not be compared to the talents of martialists.
"No … It is not that the mecha is too weak. It is just that my cultivation is too low.
If I used stronger materials to reconstruct the mecha and had a Yuan Monarch pilot it personally, I would not have to worry about not being able to defeat this pseudo venerable! "
Gongshu Jian knew that it was his own condition and poor financial ability that limited the future of the mecha.
The physique of a martial artist was much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
If it was a Yuan King martial artist piloting a mecha, they would be immune to the interference caused by machinery to a large extent.
Gongshu Jian thought it through in his heart, but he was powerless to change it.
"Even if I lose, I will lose with dignity. Before the fireworks disappear, let me leave a splendid light … Super Concentrated Baryon Crystal Cannon!"
Gongshu Jian let out a thunderous roar and extended his two fists forward, aiming at the pseudo venerable who was accumulating power.
Following this, the two iron fists of the giant mecha he was piloting actually broke off from its wrists and fell off.
Then, a black cannon barrel appeared on each of his arms. Inside the two ghastly cannon barrels, a blazing white laser beam gathered and grew stronger.
Gongshu Jian used all the mysterious crystals stored inside the mecha to burn, betting on a pair of hand cannons.
Because the mecha was badly damaged at the moment, the black crystal's energy was too great. Crackling lightning wrapped around the mecha.
Gongshu Jian had completely ignored one point. The speed at which the damaged mecha absorbed the energy from the mysterious crystals was far slower than the circulation of the warrior's Primordial Qi.
Before he could finish accumulating power, the pseudo venerable opposite him had already attacked with his ultimate move.
"Disappear, Tin Man!" the pseudo venerable roared and pushed his palms forward with all his might.
A turbulent light purple beam surged out from his palms like a flood from an open dam. With a loud explosion, it shook the mecha that could not accumulate power in time.
The damaged mecha could no longer withstand it and turned into fragments with a crash. Its parts scattered on the ground, looking extremely miserable.
Gongshu Jian was also hit by this attack and flew out of the mecha. A large hole opened in his chest, and he fell to the ground.
"Mechas that can't keep up with the times should have been kicked out of the Imperial Martial Competition long ago!"
"How can a cold machine compare to the enthusiasm of a warrior!"
"There are actually people who imitate ancient mechas. How foolish!"
Many contestants sneered in disdain.
The pseudo venerable on the arena proudly raised his nose.
"I … lost!"
Looking at the broken metal scattered all over the ground, Gongshu Jian let out a heartbroken sob. He hated his own incompetence for not being able to fulfill the dreams of his family's seniors. He used his fists to desperately smash the ground.
At this moment, he suddenly felt his arm become extremely heavy.
He looked up and found that one of the mecha's hand cannons was still tied to his right arm.
Currently, this hand cannon was in perfect condition.
"Gongshu Jian, you didn't eat the elixir I left for you, right?
You shouldn't have ended like this! "Qin Hao shouted helplessly from afar.
Gongshu Jian was stunned.
He really didn't eat the elixir left by Qin Hao.
He was untalented and could not gather Qi even after cultivating for his entire life. He had given up on martial arts.
Therefore, to him, eating any elixir in the world was a waste.
"Could it be that the elixir can change my fate?"
A ridiculous idea appeared in Gongshu Jian's mind. Even he found it ridiculous.
"Hey, trash, your mecha can't withstand a single blow. Are you still not going to scram?"
At this moment, the pseudo venerable's disdainful mockery came from the opposite side. "If you still don't scram, I'll send you to the King of Hell's palace to drink tea with the King of Hell!"
As he spoke, the pseudo venerable rubbed his fists and walked over with a sinister smile.
Gongshu Jian glanced at the broken mecha parts on the ground and then looked at the hand cannon tied to his right arm. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and took out the Saint Soul Elixir that Qin Hao had given him and swallowed it.
Suddenly, a huge force was born in his Sea of Qi. Gongshu Jian felt his entire body become hot and dry. It was as if there was a living beast in his body that drove all the martial meridians in his body to operate rapidly.
The realm that he couldn't break through was rising again and again. It was as if he was sitting on a rocket, continuously rising miraculously in front of millions of people.
Yuan Gathering Realm!
Yuan Master!
Yuan Zong!
Yuan Zong Ninth Level!
Teng!
Orange flames circled around Gongshu Jian's body.
At this moment, Gongshu Jian felt that he could move a mountain and break a river with one step.
"Is this the power of Divine Transcendence?"
Gongshu Jian felt that he had never felt so strong before. He looked at his arm in shock. His arm was thicker and his muscles were firmer. Even the injuries on his body had healed without treatment.
What was even more unbearable was that he felt as if there was a volcano in his body that was rapidly erupting.
"What's going on?" The pseudo venerable who walked over was stunned by the scene in front of him.
"Super Condensed Heavy Crystal Cannon!"
At this moment, Gongshu Jian suddenly roared. He raised the hand cannon on his right arm and aimed it at the face of the dumbfounded pseudo venerable.
Rumble!
Using a martial artist's Yuan Qi as the energy, a blazing white light beam shot out like a laser and pierced through the chest of the pseudo venerable. The tyrannical impact sent the pseudo venerable flying for more than a thousand meters. He fell into the crowd of spectators and smashed into countless people.
"This is …"
"How is this possible?"
"It's fake, right?"
In the royal tower, many patriarchs, sect masters, and sect masters stood up one after another. Their expressions were extremely shocked.