Chapter 83: Martial Arts Fist Techniques

Outside the gates of Yuhua Mountain, for the past few days, no one had come to challenge the so-called "Human God" Li Nine Phoenix. The cultivators who had gathered around, hoping to witness a spectacle, had grown bored and were about to leave.

The reason? Li Nine Phoenix had stunned everyone with his two previous displays of power, causing them to think twice before daring to confront him.

Even those at the tenth ban level, who might have harbored dissatisfaction with the title "Human God," had no intention of confronting him head-on. The spectacle-seekers were ready to disperse.

However, at this moment, a voice rang out, breaking the silence and rejuvenating the crowd with excitement.

"The South Barbarian Drunken Madman has arrived!"

"This is one of the top ten kings, a true powerhouse!"

"Legend has it that the South Barbarian Drunken Madman single-handedly subdued the demon tribes in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains. Now he's here to face the so-called Human God. How will this battle unfold?"

"The Drunken Madman will definitely win!"

"Indeed! The Drunken Madman practices martial arts, focusing on physical techniques. He will certainly defeat this so-called Human God."

"I don't agree. This Human God has already proven his strength."

"Proving strength doesn't mean he can beat the Drunken Madman."

"I don't care who wins, as long as the fight is spectacular. It'd be even better if I can learn something from it."

"Yes, witnessing a battle between such legendary figures is invaluable. The flow of Dao, the explosion of techniques, we can certainly learn something from this."

Excited discussions spread among the onlookers, with some even quickly contacting friends and family who hadn't arrived, urging them to come and witness the showdown.

At this moment, word spread like wildfire, reaching far and wide. People in different parts of the world sensed the upcoming battle.

In the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, Zhou Tianzi, dressed in black with a cold expression, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance. His divine sense spread and focused on Yuhua Mountain.

"The South Barbarian Drunken Madman... I've heard of his battle prowess. He's strong, but I don't think he stands a chance against my master," Zhou Tianzi muttered softly.

Having grown up by Li Nine Phoenix's side, he was completely confident that his master would not lose.

On a solitary island in the northern seas, Yue Dashan, who had broken through the tenth ban and was now a towering figure of two meters, stood shirtless with black hair flowing like a waterfall. He looked in the direction of Yuhua Mountain and laughed heartily.

"The South Barbarian Drunken Madman is a good opponent. If he came looking for me, we'd have a fight. But going to challenge my master? He doesn't stand a chance!"

Like Zhou Tianzi, he firmly believed that Li Nine Phoenix would win.

In the distant central plains, in a Jiangnan academy, a white-haired, gaunt-faced elder gazed towards Yuhua Mountain, muttering to himself.

"I hope this Drunken Madman can force out some of my senior's strength."

He, too, believed that Li Nine Phoenix could not be defeated, but he hoped the Drunken Madman could push Li Nine Phoenix to reveal more of his power, perhaps even forcing him to break through the eleventh ban, or come close to it.

At this moment, countless people were watching.

In the southwest mountains, a qilin with its foot on a cloud silently watched, its hair and beard waving in the wind.

In the South Sea, an old dragon, covered in scars, quietly observed, his eyes calm as he said, "This human world has indeed produced some extraordinary talents."

In a peach orchard, a Daoist and a monk were engaged in a game of chess. Suddenly, both looked up in surprise, staring at Yuhua Mountain. They simultaneously set down their chess pieces and silently watched.

At Yuhua Mountain's gate, the clouds veiled the surrounding peaks, and the first rays of the rising sun broke through the mist, casting their light upon the world.

At this moment, a long rainbow streaked through the thick clouds, accompanied by a whistling sound, descending upon the mountain.

It was the South Barbarian Drunken Madman.

He stared at Yuhua Mountain and cupped his hands respectfully, speaking those famous words. Then, without hurrying, he stood still, awaiting his opponent.

He could sense a terrifying aura slowly rising from the highest peak of the mountain. It was the "Human God."

The rising energy made the Drunken Madman's face grow solemn. He felt as if a ferocious dragon was staring him down, ready to devour him at any moment.

"Truly worthy of the title 'Human God,'" the Drunken Madman said. Instead of being intimidated, his excitement grew. He felt his blood boiling, and his battle spirit ignited, for he had finally encountered a true opponent.

Boom!

His vitality exploded, surging towards the highest peak, and like a mighty river, he charged forward with unstoppable energy, heading straight for the mountain.

"Please, Senior, guide me!" he shouted loudly.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Li Nine Phoenix rose from his seat, gazing at the raging energy coming from the Drunken Madman. He asked, "You practice martial arts? In that case, I shall spar with you using martial arts."

The Drunken Madman's eyes brightened with excitement. "Senior also practices martial arts?"

"Just a little," Li Nine Phoenix replied casually.

Boom!

As soon as the words left his mouth, Li Nine Phoenix threw a punch through the air, sending his physical strength hurtling toward the Drunken Madman.

The Drunken Madman's face grew serious, but there was no surprise. With a punch of his own, he met Li Nine Phoenix's strike head-on.

Boom!

The sound of the collision echoed through the mountains like the ringing of a giant bell. It was deafening, causing some onlookers with low cultivation to experience intense pain in their eardrums, and they cried out as blood flowed from their ears, retreating in fear.

But no one paid them any attention.

Li Nine Phoenix had already exited Yuhua Mountain and was now fighting in the air with the Drunken Madman.

"Take my punch!" the Drunken Madman roared, his fist striking with the force of thunder, capable of shattering a mountain. But it couldn't even harm Li Nine Phoenix.

In the next moment, the Drunken Madman's fist was in front of Li Nine Phoenix, moving at lightning speed.

Yet Li Nine Phoenix was even faster. His body, refined through ten years of the Divine Demon Body Cultivation, was beyond human comprehension.

At that moment, the vague figure of a divine demon in his dantian flickered with a faint glow.

In the blink of an eye, Li Nine Phoenix threw a punch. Faster than the Drunken Madman's strike, it landed first, hitting him square in the abdomen. The blow sent him crashing backward, smashing into mountain after mountain, tearing through more than a dozen peaks.

Dust filled the air as rocks flew everywhere.

The onlookers' eyes widened in shock.

The Drunken Madman had thrown the first punch, yet he was the one sent flying?

They hadn't even seen Li Nine Phoenix's punch.

Rubbing his sore stomach, the Drunken Madman got up, wiping off the dust and gazing at Li Nine Phoenix with a serious expression.

This was the most powerful opponent he had ever faced.

He knew he had to give it everything he had.

"Great Wilderness Thunder Fist!"

The Drunken Madman's body boiled with energy, lightning crackling around him. He transformed into a streak of light, charging forward with a punch that crushed the air, releasing a terrifying roar.

Li Nine Phoenix's eyes lit up. This was a martial technique—understanding thunder, the Dao of the Great Wilderness, fused with the body, each move shaking the heavens.

It was the first time he had seen a martial arts technique like this.

Boom!

Li Nine Phoenix didn't dodge. He took the punch head-on.

Boom!!

Their fists collided with earth-shattering force, sending shockwaves through the mountains, causing thunder to crackle and the earth to shake.

Like a storm tearing through the clouds, like a mighty wave crashing onto the shore.

The Drunken Madman stared in disbelief at Li Nine Phoenix. His full-powered punch had been blocked, and Li Nine Phoenix's body hadn't moved an inch. It remained perfectly still.

His heart sank.

He understood clearly now: the gap between him and Li Nine Phoenix was vast.

But his battle spirit only grew stronger. He roared, "Immortal Fist Technique!"

Boom!

Behind him, a massive surge of energy gathered, forming the phantom of an immortal, exuding an aura of terrifying might.