Chapter 978: Continuous Battle

The girl started the match by dashing toward Ning. She got close to him before suddenly changing her direction away as if to dodge an attack that would come from Ning. However, Ning made no such action.

He had chosen to sit there without moving, so he didn't even move his eyes to see where she had gone.

The girl went around towards his back and finally got close to him. She kicked him in the head as hard as she could to send him flying.

However, when her feet touched Ning's head, she realized that she had made a mistake. This was not someone she could just kick without hurting herself.

"Aaagh!" she shouted as she rolled on the floor while grabbing her right foot. The pain that coursed through her body was far stronger than anything she had felt previously while body cultivating.

"What the hell? How is your head so hard?" she asked.

"Just like you, I am a body cultivator too." Ning didn't speak, but his voice drifted into her head.

"Seriously?" the girl asked as she stood up. She limped a little before rushing forward. She punched him in the stomach this time around, but the force behind her punch was far lower than her kick before.

She didn't want to hurt herself this time around either.

Just as she expected, his stomach was hard as a diamond as well. She backed away with a confused look on her face.

'How the hell am I supposed to win this?' she wondered. She went ahead and attacked a couple more times, but no matter how much she attacked, Ning didn't budge even the slightest bit at all.

All that resulted from her attacks was burning pain in her fist, elbow, knee, and leg.

In the end, she was forced to admit that there was no way for her to win this match at all.

"I give up!" she said with frustration clear in her voice. After all, she never expected someone to be so much stronger than her in terms of body cultivation while looking weaker than her.

Ning finally moved. He stood up and smiled at the girl before looking at the referee.

The referee hesitated a little bit. Was this even a fight? Was this what the audience had come here to see?

Still, as a referee, he did his job and announced Ning as the victor before calling over the next contestant.

Ning's next contestant was a man that had a few beast companions that he fought with, namely a leopard with a scorpion tail, and an armored lizard with poisonous spits.

Neither of those beasts was effective at all. They were already handicapped by the fact that poison attacks weren't allowed in the arena just for safety reasons, and on top of that, the person himself wasn't used to fighting on his own.

Until now, he had defeated a few people by virtue of having numbers on his side, but that didn't work against Ning at all.

Ning threw out a few spear Qi and the match was over.

His next few fights went on in a similar manner as well. He either used his spear Qi to defeat them or simply withstood the damage they dealt to him until they were no longer willing to fight.

After nearly 10 battles, the audience was starting to realize that there was a chance that they would have a new champion today.

They cheered loudly, chanting 'Gong' aloud as that was the name he had registered under.

Ning raised his hands toward the audience who cheered even louder. He was enjoying this quite a bit.

His next opponent came onto the stage and stood in front of him. 'Hmm?' Ning gave a curious look when he saw the man.

The man looked not very powerful and was giving out an aura of a cultivation base of somewhere in the Low Immortal realm, but Ning could see through the concealment.

This man was no Low Immortal realm cultivator, but rather a True Immortal realm cultivator, a full 2 realm higher.

'He's hiding his cultivation? Is he like me?' Ning wondered. It was possible that there was someone out there that was there just to have some fun.

'I should let him have his fun,' Ning thought.

As soon as the battle began, Ning dashed forward, going on the offensive for the first time ever in the last dozen or so fights.

The man was surprised to see him come for him as that was not how Ning fought at all. His hands moved suddenly, creating a barrier in front of him to block Ning's attack.

Ning's punch landed on the barrier, but it did nothing. He had purposefully lowered his power to the point where he couldn't even create a ripple in the barrier at all.

'Wait, did I hold back too much?' he wondered. Earlier he was creating explosions with spear Qi and blowing wind strong enough to rip apart stones, and now he couldn't even break through a barrier?

Ning then flicked his finger afterward and finally, the barrier shattered, forcing the man behind it to take a few steps back.

'That should do it,' he thought. He hoped no one noticed that he was holding back a lot.

The man brought out a sword and slashed downwards, sending along a Sword aura at him that threatened to cut him.

'That's a bit strong,' Ning thought and brought out a spear of his own to attack back with his Spear Aura that was strong enough to overpower the man's own attack.

The man looked shocked and used his sense on Ning, but he couldn't see how Ning could ever create a stronger aura than his. After all, his cultivation base was only at Low Immortal.

The man did not believe that Ning could be concealing his powers at all. After all, he had an artifact with him that notified him of all sorts of concealment and transformations of those around him.

"You're strong," the man finally spoke. "I'm sorry, but I will have to use all of my strength on you now."