No hope for eternal life

However, how could Mu Changsheng let Wang Yuanlong have his way? The next moment, Mu Changsheng's left hand had already firmly grasped Wang Yuanlong's right knife. He had just deliberately given Wang Yuanlong a flaw. His left hand had been prepared long ago in order to control Wang Yuanlong's right knife. The opponent's two knives were so well coordinated. If he could strike the opponent first, the overall situation would be decided immediately.

When Wang Yuanlong saw that his right knife was caught by Mu Changsheng, his heart suddenly tightened. He guessed Mu Changsheng's plan, but even so, he decisively chose to give up his right knife and retreated violently to avoid being punched.

Mu Changsheng did not pursue him for the time being, but temporarily put Wang Yuanlong's right knife into the storage bag he carried with him. When he was about to feel proud, he found that Wang Yuanlong opposite him actually took out another knife from the storage bag.

"I miscalculated." Mu Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly. He really didn't expect that the other party actually had a spare knife. No wonder the other party was so decisive when he threw away the knife. But now, all his plans just now have come to nothing.

Then, Wang Yuanlong slowly said: "I didn't expect that you have been hiding your strength. In this foundation-building martial arts test, your physical body is probably the strongest."

As soon as Wang Yuanlong said this, there was an uproar in the audience, especially Bai Xuanyu and Qiu Du, whose expressions were the most interesting. They had always thought that Mu Changsheng's physical body reached the same level as theirs only after he used the talisman to bless it, but they didn't expect that Mu Changsheng had been hiding something.

On the stage, Mu Changsheng did not speak. On the one hand, there was no need for him to explain the breakthrough of his physical body. On the other hand, he did not want to waste time, and even less did he want to use the second summoning talisman.

So, Mu Changsheng attacked Wang Yuanlong again. At most, he would try to take the knife a few more times. He didn't believe that Wang Yuanlong would have countless spare knives.

Seeing Mu Changsheng attacking again, Wang Yuanlong did not choose to dodge. In his opinion, with Mu Changsheng's current physical strength, it was meaningless to dodge. Only by fighting hard could there be some hope.

The battle continued. Mu Changsheng relied on the advantage of his physical body and rushed around on the arena. From beginning to end, he did not use any other talismans except the spiritual talisman. This was also the way a body cultivator should fight. Strength can defeat skill!

After several rounds, Mu Changsheng finally seized the opportunity again and successfully grabbed Wang Yuanlong's left knife.

Seeing this, Wang Yuanlong did not choose to abandon his sword again because he no longer had any spare swords.

Therefore, Wang Yuanlong chose to make a last attempt. He chopped at Mu Changsheng's right arm that was holding the knife with his right knife, hoping to scare away Mu Changsheng's right hand. If Mu Changsheng insisted on not dodging, he might be able to seriously injure the opponent's arm.

Upon seeing this, Mu Changsheng immediately understood Wang Yuanlong's plan, but he did not choose to withdraw his hand to dodge. Instead, he used his other fist to attack Wang Yuanlong's chest. You cut me with a knife, and I hit you with a punch, exchanging injuries for injuries. This is exactly what body cultivators are best at.

"Come on then." Wang Yuanlong roared in his heart. He did not dodge and obviously accepted the reality of exchanging injuries for injuries. There was nothing he could do about it. His left knife was about to be taken away. He was in a dilemma and could only fight hard.

"Crack!" "Bang!" The sounds of knife slashing and fist hitting rang out almost simultaneously, and then the two figures separated at the touch.

However, when Wang Yuanlong retreated, he still couldn't retract his left knife, because Mu Changsheng's right hand holding his left knife never relaxed at all, forcing him to let go, otherwise he might have to suffer more than one punch.

After standing still after retreating, Mu Changsheng glanced at the knife mark on his right arm. The power of Wang Yuanlong's full-strength knife was indeed extremely great. Not only did it break Mu Changsheng's body, but the previous blade was also deeply embedded in his flesh and blood. Therefore, when Wang Yuanlong drew his sword, he also took away a lot of flesh and blood.

Even so, there was no joy on Wang Yuanlong's face, because this was still quite far from his goal. According to his real goal, cutting off Mu Changsheng's right arm with one knife would be considered a real success.

Mu Changsheng achieved his goal perfectly. Not only did he withstand the opponent's full-strength slash, he also snatched the opponent's left knife, but his fist finally touched Wang Yuanlong's body.

It was also because of that punch that Wang Yuanlong felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and almost couldn't breathe. This was even the result of him mobilizing all his body's magic power for defense in advance.

"I give up." Wang Yuanlong finally chose to admit defeat. One of his double swords was taken away again, making him see the reality and the gap clearly.

Upon hearing this, the referee immediately announced: "Mu Changsheng wins."

"Thank you for your kindness." Mu Changsheng said to Wang Yuanlong with a fist salute, and then returned the double swords to the other party.

After stepping down from the arena, the pharmacist treated Mu Changsheng's injuries again. In fact, except for the knife wound on his right arm, the others were not worth mentioning. In the end, he was able to get three hours of rest time.

Three hours later, Mu Changsheng returned to the audience seats full of energy again. During this period, Mu Xun also defeated Qiu Du and Han Tao successively. Guan Yunbei was the only strong enemy left. If he could win, he would secure the first place in Qihua County's Foundation Establishment Martial Arts Test.

Afterwards, Mu Changsheng had two more matches in succession. His opponents were no longer as strong as Wang Yuanlong, so they were naturally easily defeated by Mu Changsheng. Mu Changsheng didn't even need to go to the lounge to rest.

It was not until the third match that Mu Changsheng finally faced a heavyweight opponent - Han Tao.

Although Mu Changsheng was disdainful of Han Tao, he knew in his heart that the other party's strength should not be underestimated.

As Mu Changsheng came on stage, Qiu Du in the audience waved his flag and cheered for him crazily: "Come on, Mu Changsheng, teach that old guy Han Tao a lesson for me."

Qiu Du had been defeated by Han Tao before, and had been feeling resentful ever since.

Mu Changsheng on the stage nodded slightly to Qiu Du. For the top three rankings, he would try his best to win without Qiu Du saying anything.

On the stage, Han Tao gave Mu Changsheng a fierce look and said with a sinister smile: "It's finally your turn. Even if you are physically strong, you will still lose."

Han Tao had defeated Qiu Du before, which restored his confidence.

"Then it depends on your ability." Mu Changsheng replied indifferently. He really didn't have a good impression of Han Tao and was too lazy to say anything more.

Then, the referee gave the order: "The competition begins."

After the competition started, Mu Changsheng still followed the old rules and used a talisman to summon spirits first.

Afterwards, Mu Changsheng rushed straight towards Han Tao. Before his third physical body transformation, he did not have any advanced attack methods. The most reliable way to defeat his opponent was with his fists.

On the other side, Han Tao also attacked Mu Changsheng. In the competition between him and Qiu Du, he had defeated Qiu Du in close combat, so he was not afraid of close combat at all.

Just when the two were about to collide, Mu Changsheng suddenly took out nine golden arrow talismans, activated them instantly, and launched a surprise attack. Facing an opponent like Han Tao, there was no need to talk about the gentleman's way, all that mattered was winning.

Han Tao saw Mu Changsheng suddenly use the talisman to attack, his eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered: "It's just a trifle."

Afterwards, Han Tao casually swung his sword and easily shattered the nine golden arrows, resolving Mu Changsheng's sneak attack.

However, Mu Changsheng's attack had already arrived. He stretched out his left palm, as if to grab Han Tao's sword.