Chapter 113 – Which One Truly Deserves to Be Called the “Force King”? (Vote for Me!)

On the vast arena of the Mosa Sect, large enough for a horse to run, only Lu Yuan and the Force King remained.

“Thump—Thump—Thump—”

Inside his chest, his heartbeat quickened slightly, pumping more blood.

The fighting spirit within Lu Yuan’s chest was slowly ignited…

He quickly closed his eyes.

A second later, he opened them again.

A hint of contemplation flashed through them, and then the burning fighting spirit in his chest seemed to stop growing and began to gradually weaken…

“You seem a bit excited…”

The Force King, standing dozens of meters away from Lu Yuan, gently lowered his crossed arms. A relaxed, nonchalant voice came from behind the Lion Fangs mask.

“Yeah, you probably heard some things about me before stepping into the arena.”

The Force King walked slowly toward Lu Yuan, his posture casual.

As his muscles rippled and tensed, an invisible aura emanated from him.

“I heard you’re quite famous in this arena, recognized by many as a master?”

The Force King was now about ten meters away from Lu Yuan.

He twisted his neck and raised his hands.

Bones crackled within his body.

“Just hope your excitement won’t turn into fear and trembling in a moment…”

After speaking, the eyes behind the Lion Fangs mask suddenly narrowed.

It was as if he was smiling.

But there was a trace of cruelty in them.

The next second.

“Bang!”

The ground beneath the Force King’s feet exploded into a cloud of sand, leaving two shallow pits.

His massive, muscular body shot towards Lu Yuan like an arrow.

Many in the audience instantly stood up, craning their necks to get a better view of the fight.

“Hiss—”

Lu Yuan took a quick breath, swiftly crossing his arms in front of his chest.

Almost at the same moment he completed this action, a massive fist, as big as a sandpot, slammed heavily onto his crossed forearms.

“Boom!”

The ground beneath Lu Yuan’s feet instantly cracked, with numerous fissures spreading out as his feet sank slightly into the earth.

“He actually blocked it?”

A faint trace of surprise flashed across the Force King’s face beneath his mask.

But he quickly curled his lips into a cold sneer.

“How about this?”

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he suddenly lifted his thick leg, as sturdy as a doorpost, and swept it across.

The terrifying force wrapped around his leg tore through the air, creating a sharp, violent sound as it fiercely kicked towards Lu Yuan’s left temple.

“Bang!”

Lu Yuan barely managed to block the kick with his arm, causing his whole body to tilt heavily to the right.

Before he could straighten up.

Another kick came whistling towards him.

“How about this?”

“And this move!”

“Let’s see how long you can hold out?”

The Force King mocked as he unleashed his flurry of attacks like a raging storm.

The wind generated by his punches and kicks roared across the arena.

In his eyes, beneath the mask, a hint of perverse excitement gradually emerged.

He was thoroughly exhilarated.

For his first fight back in the martial arts arena, he needed a decisive victory to announce his return to everyone in the circle.

The guy in front of him, known as the “Feast Eater,” was undoubtedly an excellent punching bag.

Not only did he allow the Force King to enjoy the fight and gradually regain his combat state,

But also… he posed no threat at all!

Until now, he hadn’t even dared to fight back, or rather, he simply couldn’t!

“You really are as tenacious as a weed.”

Looking at Lu Yuan, who stood in the middle of the cracked arena floor, still maintaining his defensive stance, a fierce light flashed in the Force King’s eyes.

“But it’s about time to end this.”

He took a deep breath, and his already muscular chest puffed up like a balloon.

His immensely strong arms rose.

He clenched his fists.

His already exaggeratedly thick arms became even thicker, with muscles tightening like iron blocks.

The momentum accumulated from all the previous attacks… reached its peak at this moment!

Like waves building up, finally surging to a tsunami-level super wave.

With just a gentle downward strike…

He could turn everything before him into dust.

“Force!”

Under the Lion Fangs mask, the Force King’s eyes were bloodshot, his face twisted with ferocity.

His emotions reached a peak, and he couldn’t help but throw his head back and let out a roar, proclaiming his name.

Then, with all the terrifying power he had built up, he launched a devastating punch towards Lu Yuan.

…

“Everyone knew the Feast Eater couldn’t be a match for the Force King, but no one expected he wouldn’t even have a chance to fight back, not even a single move.”

From the audience, people watched as the Feast Eater was nearly overwhelmed by the Force King’s brutal onslaught, shaking their heads in pity.

“He probably wanted to play it safe, testing the Force King’s strength first. Unfortunately, that decision was wrong from the start.”

“Yes, the Force King’s boxing power is terrifying.

Getting hit by one of those punches would send your blood and energy into turmoil. Staying on your feet is impressive enough, let alone fighting back.”

“I’ve heard the Force King’s boxing power is nearly a ton! He once flipped a speeding car with a single punch.”

The watching competitors showed deep concern on their faces. The more they watched the Force King in the arena, the more they felt a genuine sense of fear.

Previously, the tournament organizers had specifically mentioned that the battle arena in Mosa met provincial competition standards.

It was all made of high-strength concrete, which even an ordinary martial artist with a sledgehammer would find hard to damage.

But now, the Force King’s punches and kicks, just the residual force from some of them, had already wrecked the ground beneath him.

Cracks and dents were everywhere, leaving the arena pockmarked.

With such terrifying power, many competitors felt they wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single punch from the Force King.

“The Feast Eater is indeed a true expert, managing to hold on this long! He must have hidden a lot of his strength.”

Someone murmured, drawing nods of agreement from those around.

The Feast Eater was undoubtedly strong, but he had the misfortune of facing an even stronger Force King.

At that moment, everyone suddenly saw the Force King on the arena raise his arms and shout “Force!” A massive aura surged forth, and even from a considerable distance away, the audience could faintly feel its presence.

“It’s over.”

These three words involuntarily surfaced in everyone’s mind.

However, the scene that unfolded next left them all stunned.

…

The fist, carrying the terrifying force of a tsunami, came crashing down.

With a resounding “boom,” a deep, muffled sound echoed.

But the smile gradually spreading under the Force King’s mask suddenly froze on his face.

The expected scene of his opponent either collapsing or being sent flying did not occur.

Instead, it felt like his punch had hit a thick rubber pad, barely causing any disturbance.

Then, the Force King saw his fist firmly caught by a broad, fair hand.

“Uh…”

He was momentarily stunned, not yet able to register the shock and disbelief.

In the very next breath, a deep voice emerged from behind that hand.

“That’s enough.”

From beginning to end, Lu Yuan, who had been solely on defense, slowly raised his head.

Under the mask of the three-eyed goat, his eyes, as calm as a deep pool, seemed eerily tranquil.

“Crack, crack—”

A series of continuous, slight popping sounds suddenly emanated from Lu Yuan’s body.

Following that, his muscles began to ripple and surge like waves, with thick blue veins bulging out…

In less than a second, Lu Yuan’s entire body seemed to swell by a whole size, like an inflating balloon.

At the same time, an indescribable, terrifying aura rapidly spread from him.

“Whoosh—”

Lu Yuan abruptly raised his hand, and his large, fan-like, dark-blue palm shot out.

The Force King hadn’t even had time to react before he felt a sudden, powerful gust of wind brush against his forehead.

Then, something grabbed his head, and he was fiercely yanked forward.

“Force King, isn’t it?”

Accompanied by a deep voice, a massive shadow loomed over the Force King.

The three-eyed goat mask appeared right in front of him, the eyes beneath the mask coldly staring at him.

An unprecedented, terrifying sense of oppression surged over him like waves, bringing an almost suffocating pressure.

“You fight well.”

“It’s just that your trash talk is really boring… don’t do it next time.”

Lu Yuan spoke calmly, then suddenly exerted force with the hand gripping the Force King’s head…

“Boom!”

Accompanied by a loud explosion.

A large pit suddenly appeared in the battle arena.

The Force King was seen driven headfirst into the pit, with only his two thick legs and part of his body still visible above ground.

Twitching slightly.

“Whoosh—”

After completing this move.

Lu Yuan withdrew from the muscle control state of his special exertion.

His body began to shrink, quickly returning to its original size.

He glanced around casually and then found the referee dozens of meters away.

“Announce it.”

The referee, who had been staring blankly, was jolted back to reality by Lu Yuan’s gaze.

He hurriedly nodded and, stammering, announced loudly.

“Feas… Feast Eater vs. Force King. Feast Eater… wins!”

…

“Feast Eater wins!”

The referee’s trembling, slightly distorted voice echoed throughout the entire venue.

It reverberated in the empty spaces.

In the stands, many figures stood silently.

Beneath masks of various designs were faces all equally stunned.

Everyone’s minds were buzzing.

Could it really be that the Feast Eater won?

The Force King… the one whose boxing power was said to be nearly a ton, who had once broken into the top hundred of the Hundred Cities Martial Arts Tournament in The South…

Under the full strength of the Feast Eater, he couldn’t even withstand a single move and was directly “planted” into the ground like a leek?

At that moment, the image of the figure on the arena, even stronger, more terrifying, and larger than the Force King, kept flashing in their minds.

The figure that erupted with an unparalleled, destructive force…

They shivered suddenly!

Then an extremely absurd thought suddenly emerged from the depths of their hearts—

So, in the end, who truly deserves to be called the “Force King”?!

…

Lu Yuan strolled down from the arena.

As he passed by the spectator seats, even though there was an aisle between them, the competitors standing in the seats retreated one after another.

As if he were some sort of ferocious beast.

While walking, Lu Yuan opened his professional panel to check, and the first notification made his eyes light up.

[You have experienced a battle, professional experience points +384]

Defeating the guy called the Force King had surprisingly added nearly 400 professional experience points.

Almost as much as that Rat Monster in the Cavern before.

However, in terms of pure strength, the Force King was slightly stronger than the Cavern Rat Monster.

The experience points were fewer only because Lu Yuan’s own strength had improved significantly since then.

“This guy’s strength points must be around 15. His boxing power is nearly a ton. If my constitution points weren’t as high as 16 and I hadn’t just achieved a small success in Skin Training, my bones would probably have been cracked all over…”

In fact, some areas already showed signs of bone fractures, but with Lu Yuan’s high constitution and strong recovery ability, these injuries didn’t affect him much.

Thinking about the entire battle process, Lu Yuan was eager to check the gains from his deliberate “getting beaten up.”