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"No! You have to suffer like this too!" The black skeleton's shattered sternum and ribs had already healed, and it was clicking its mouth, clearly furious, as it chased after Xiao Di and Jing Yang. "You're really infuriating! Get out of my way!" Zhe Hao, Yun Gu, and the others who rushed in from the left and right blocked its path.

"If our attacks are ineffective against you..."

Yun Gu and the others launched a joint attack, countless shadowy fists and feet rushing towards the black skeleton. "Then presumably the reverse is also true!"

Buzz~~~

All the attacks struck the black skeleton head-on, but they didn't cause the slightest tremor. All the force was absorbed by the black skeleton, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Although it wasn't injured, Yun Gu and the others successfully stopped its movements and brought it to a halt.

suck!

The black skull's eyes gleamed with a gray light as it absorbed the spiritual energy from the group of people blocking its path. But it quickly roared, "No! No! What are you absorbing! You two little brats in the back! Come here, let this old man give you a couple of whacks!"

Xiao Di turned her fingers to the side of her head and looked at Jing Yang with a puzzled expression. Did this skeleton have something wrong with its brain?

Jingyang spread out one hand, indicating that this guy's head was empty, so of course there was something wrong with him.

Xiao Di nodded in deep agreement.

"Get out of the way!" Jing Yang shouted. "This attack is the culmination of twenty years of skill. I refuse to believe this skeleton can withstand it..."

A full ten thousand units of energy were concentrated into this single finger-flicking technique!

"Shoot accurately!"

Zhehao and the others exerted all their strength, wrapping their arms around the black skeleton from both sides, leaving its head for Jingyang to aim at.

Yun Gu shouted, "I hope it doesn't miss!"

"Bullshit!" Jing Yang roared. He snapped his fingers together, aiming, the Nen ball spinning wildly on his fingertip. It was the largest ball, the one he had charged up for the longest time so far. Whether it hit or not, this shot would drain most of his Nen energy. "You guys need to hold on tight! Don't sway! Or you'll get your own heads smashed!"

"Don't say such terrifying things!" the others shouted angrily.

"Keep it up," Little Drop whispered to the bulging-eyed fish beside her, holding the chainsaw.

“If we keep going, we’ll be completely drained…” Jing Yang took a deep breath, about to unleash his prepared psychic projectile, when the black skeleton, which was being held captive by the crowd, let out an extremely angry roar: “Absurd! Absurd! Absurd! Absurd! These youngsters… do you intend to kill this old master of the Sky?! This is utterly absurd!!”

Are you the Sky Master?

Everyone was immediately taken aback, including Yun Gu.

They could sense that within the black skeleton, an unimaginable black energy was accumulating, about to burst forth uncontrollably.

It was truly enraged!

"If it has been absorbing the energy of the martial artists who participated in the Immortal Water Mountain Tournament for so many years, what if it suddenly erupts..."

The thought flashed through Yun Gu's mind, and he blurted out, "Zhen Yuanzi! Stop—"

"late!"

Jingyang flicked his finger and unleashed a mental bullet the size of a bowl!

"You rebellious traitors!"

The black skeleton roared, and Yun Gu, Zhe Hao, and the others hanging on its left and right were blasted away. Streams of black spiritual energy burst out from the skeleton like lightning, turning into a black tide that surged towards the direction from which the spiritual energy beams came.

Xiao Di, carrying a chainsaw-wielding bulging-eyed fish, blocked Jing Yang's path.

"Stop it!!!"

The forgotten Sky Master could no longer contain himself. He roared in fury, whipping his sleeves to unleash a tsunami-like shockwave. In an instant, the ground in the training ground was lifted several inches. Amidst the flying sand and stones, Yun Gu and the others, who had been thrown back by the black skeleton, were not yet on the ground when they were thrown back again by this overwhelming shockwave, making them jump twice...

Master Sky darted over, grabbing Jing Yang's wrist. His finger-flicking technique, as thick as a bowl, cleaved through the black tide-like waves, then veered upwards as if obstructed, grazing the black skull and leaving a crack.

A wave of black psychic energy swept over them. Master Sky held Jing Yang's wrist and stood in front of him, and together with Xiao Di, all three of them were safe and sound.

With a thud, Hart, who had been blown away by the blast wave like a kite with a broken string, fell back to the ground with a thud, yelping in pain.

Yun Gu and the others landed like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and were not seriously injured. However, the several changes in the situation left many people increasingly confused about which one was the Sky Master.

Sky Master's hair and beard flew wildly, and he trembled with rage as he glared at the black skull. "You...you...who allowed you to show your face!"

"I am the Master of the Sky, where in this Immortal Water Mountain can't I go?" The black skeleton laughed loudly, his two rows of black teeth clicking rapidly. "You think you can tell me what to do?"

"Utterly absurd! I am the Sky Master!" The Sky Master was so angry he lost his composure. "You, you get back here!"

"Where are you going?"

"How would I know?!"

The two, one human and one skeleton, actually started swearing at each other. Jing Yang said speechlessly, "You can swear all you want, but can you stop squeezing my wrist? It's about to break!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Di calmly swung the chainsaw-wielding bulging-eyed fish and chopped at the arm of Sky Master that was holding Jing Yang's wrist.

Master Sky withdrew his hand with lightning speed, staring at the black-haired girl with surprise and uncertainty.

You, you, you! How could you go to such lengths?!

“Since you can communicate, can you explain the situation clearly?” Jing Yang sighed. “Which of you two is the Sky Master, and what exactly is the situation now?”

Yun Gu helped Hart, who had regained some strength, to his feet. Together with the others who had come to their senses, they looked over, their gazes shifting back and forth between the Sky Master and the black skeleton who also called himself the Sky Master.

"Is that even a question? I am the Master of the Sky!" The black skeleton clicked its teeth.

"You don't look like it at all!" the martial artists thought to themselves.

"Hmph!" Master Sky snorted coldly, flicking his sleeves.

Yun Gu looked at Jing Yang and they exchanged a glance. Jing Yang glanced at Zhe Hao and the others, then nodded to Yun Gu.

The other people did indeed have peach petal marks above their heads.

Yun Gu understood; at the very least, the black skeleton must be connected to the strange dream that had drawn them into it.

Hart asked pitifully, "Then why..."

The black skeleton with its eerie gray eye sockets turned its head and looked at him, startling Hart, who shuddered and said, "Why are you sucking our air!" He then hid behind Cloud Valley.

"joke!"

Just when Zhehao and the others thought they could stump the other party with this question, the black-skeleton man clenched his teeth and let out a sneer, "What's wrong with letting you juniors contribute a little bit of your spiritual energy for me to cultivate my inner energy and body? It's not like I'm asking you to die!"

“That makes sense…” The martial artists around Zhehao nodded.

What kind of logic is that? Jing Yang looked at the black skeleton. Does this thing even look human?

"Who am I? I am Master Sky!" The black-skeleton man said without any airs, even brazenly, "Come, come, isn't this a martial arts tournament? Let me test the skills of you juniors! Let's start by comparing our strength, whoever comes first!"

Hart was momentarily dazed, then raised his hand and blurted out, "I'll go first."

The black skull clicked its teeth in disgust, standing there gesturing with its sternum, "Come on, come on, punch me here!"

A faint gray light emanated from the skull's eye socket. Hart stepped forward, gathering his strength to throw a punch.

Jingyang and Xiaodi looked at the others, Yungu, Zhehao... Everyone seemed to have believed the black skeleton's words, skipped the part about doubting its identity, and naturally entered the step of accepting the competition hosted by it.

Chapter 133 Netero, who do you think you are!

"what!"

Hart threw a punch, but the black skeleton didn't budge. He scolded, "Didn't you eat? That's just force; you only deserve an F!"

Is this the lowest possible rating? Hart stepped back in frustration.

Zhehao pushed through the crowd, took a step forward, gathered his strength, and threw a punch. In that small space, he twisted all the power of his muscles into a single rope, unleashing it through his right fist, which slammed heavily into the black skull's sternum.

hum~

The black skeleton nodded in satisfaction, silently absorbing the wisps of energy from Zhehao's body. Gray light surged in its two eye sockets. "Not bad, that's what you call martial arts. Your skill is profound! I'd give it a B+!"

"No A?" Zhehao was extremely frustrated and walked away dejectedly.

The others watched from the sidelines, rubbing their hands together, eager to try their hand at the fight, completely losing the atmosphere that had just been there, when they were battling the black skeleton.

Undoubtedly, these people are in their current state because they have been influenced by something and have unconsciously come to believe that the black skull's statement is correct.

Yun Gu was about to step forward when Jing Yang stopped him.

"Shall I give it a try?" Jing Yang walked towards the black skeleton and clenched his right fist.

Yun Gu reminded him, "The test assesses the application of force, not the use of 'qi' to enhance strength..."

Zhehao, Hart, and the others all looked at Zhen Yuanzi's right fist.

The aura surrounding Zhen Yuanzi's body was rapidly converging towards his right fist, causing the rest of his body to seem to enter a state of near-absolute power, with zero defense. Only his right fist was enveloped by a thick and dazzling ball of aura. To those who could see the aura, the light was so intense that they could not even make out Zhen Yuanzi's fist.

This is 'hard'!

"Hard" – if you had to name it, it could be considered the most basic finishing move in the enhancement system.

This most simple and brutal concentration, explosion, and bombardment of energy can only be fully unleashed by Nen users with enhancement-type talents.

However, this does not mean that this technique is ineffective for Nen users of other types.

Abandoning the defense of other parts of the body in order to concentrate on a single point of offense and defense inherently carries a natural constraint. It is a do-or-die mentality, which naturally brings greater power.

However, Jingyang subconsciously knew very well that he had the recovery ability of a star, so even if other parts of his body were injured without any defense, it wouldn't be a big deal.

The depth of this realization is naturally not as great as that of a normal Nen user.

But others didn't know that he was actually fearless. When they saw him throw such a "hard" punch, they all gasped in shock.

Not all martial artists here can use "hard" techniques.

"Hard" is an advanced application that requires combining five techniques: entanglement, severance, training, release, and condensation. If it weren't so difficult, why would the enhancement system use it as a finishing move?

The black-skeletonized figure said, "This old man—"

boom!

Jing Yang unleashed a punch that pierced the sternum of the black skeleton, sending a burst of black bone fragments flying out behind it.

"You little brat, can't you understand human language?" The black skeleton lowered its head, a faint gray light flickering in its eye sockets.

"What makes you look human?" Jing Yang said, the concentrated energy from his fist flowing back up his arm like water, quickly enveloping his entire body.

Jing Yang withdrew and stepped back, his body now supported by a thick 'firm'—though it was far less solid than when he was at his peak.

"Zhen Yuanzi! What are you doing?"

The others became dissatisfied with Jing Yang, saying, "Master Sky was hosting the competition for us, why did you fight with him?"