Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 663 - 672: Battle of the King! (2 in 1 Mega - , 40 Updates!)_2

Ye Ling, with a sullen face, said, "Tianhao, have you gone mad? You think I'd scoop out my brain for you to play with? There's no way!"

Well, since that's the case, both Li Tianhao and Qin Gensheng could only sigh, realizing there was so much they hadn't encountered. The world of the metaphysical was too mysterious.

After Ye Ling left, Li Tianhao stayed behind. He had just broken through and, having listened to Ye Ling's teachings and gained some enlightenment, he wanted to discuss it further with Qin Gensheng.

By coincidence, tonight was the final match of the Xiang Family's Black Fist Tournament, and Ye Fei had not let Ye Ling down, successfully making it to the championship final.

His opponent was the legendary Black Fist champion known as the Grim Reaper, Thomas, not the spinning dance move from street dance, but a legend in the Black Fist arena.

When night fell, Ye Ling drove to the location of the Black Fist Tournament. The area was already filled with luxury cars, and it was said that a ticket for tonight's event had gone for as much as fifty thousand, yet the seats were still fully booked.

After all, tonight's event was the pinnacle of the black fist fighting world, with a staggering prize of one hundred million US dollars. Countless powerful fighters bled on this stage for it.

Over three hundred people participated, and only half made it out alive. As for the others, they all died in the arena.

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Ye Ling was arranged to sit in one of the front row VIP seats, very close to the cage-enclosed ring, where he could see everything clearly.

Knowing Ye Ling had arrived, Ye Fei also came and sat beside him. The current Ye Fei had completely transformed in terms of his aura.

The Ye Fei of the past was green with a touch of savagery, a half-finished Slaughter Physique, but now, his presence was subdued, yet one could feel the terrifying murderous aura hidden within him.

Unleashed, he seemed just like an ordinary person, but once it was released, it was a destructive strike with fatal threat.

This was the fruit of his transformation, during ten days of life-and-death struggle on this stage. Never underestimate the ring—there were even fighters from the Foundation Establishment Stage here.

Each one claimed to be a harbinger of death. Just imagine, the strongest among them could kick a solid steel pipe in half with a side kick, transcending beyond the realm of normal humans.

Ye Ling had a chat with Ye Fei for a while, and as for the outcome, there was no need to consider it. The result was bound to be Ye Fei's victory. A Slaughter Physique at the Golden Core Stage, if he couldn't even beat a Thomas, then he truly deserved to kill himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is our Black Fist Championship final. Tonight, we have only one match, and I believe it's going to be the most classic bout in the history of the Black Fist!"

"The prelude to this event was the battle of over three hundred world-class Black Fist Kings, fighting and killing for ten days to carve out the two invincible fighters we see here."

"The total prize of one hundred million US dollars will not only fuel their struggle, but also let them enjoy the allure that money brings!"

"Tonight, they are both kings. They will leave their mark on the history of Black Fist. Their names will be recorded in the official Black Fist annals as the best fighters in the world."

"But tonight, the ultimate showdown must occur. Ladies and gentlemen, hold your breath and welcome our superhero, the undefeated King!"

Roar, the host stood within the cage, excitedly shouting, and the crowds went wild, screaming in frenzy. At this moment, the ring set their hearts ablaze.

In the surrounding spectator stands, quite a few defeated contenders, who had barely survived, came to watch. They wanted to see which of the two greatest fighters would come out on top.

"Next, please welcome the legendary fighter, the Grim Reaper Thomas!"

Boom, boom—a deep music slowly started, stirring everyone's hearts to beat in sync with the rhythm, while the music also flickered slowly.

"Thomas, a legendary Black Fist King, known as the Grim Reaper, has a record of ninety-six matches, including eighty-five knockouts, with zero losses!"

Boom—all at that moment, everyone stood up, waving their arms and roaring madly for Thomas, the terrifying king, who was slowly walking out.

Thomas was black, not very tall at about one meter seventy, but his lean physique was like a tank, incredibly powerful.

His eyes carried a dreadful bloodthirsty madness—he was Thomas, the unbeatable king!

Roar, roar—all people cheered for this king, celebrated for him, as he was an invincible being. No other fighter could now reach his glory.

"Alright, next, we welcome our Smiling Yama, the dark horse of the competition, who has successfully fought his way to the championship final!"

"Smiling Yama, a newcomer to the ring with thirteen matches under his belt, all knockouts, and on average finishing roughly within ten seconds, is one of the most threatening and terrifying fighters!"

Yang Fei walked out with a mocking smile. He was always this way, and with fierce and heavy strikes, aiming to kill with each blow—a reason why others called him Smiling Yama.

Smiling Yama stood opposite Death himself, Thomas, the breathtaking battle about to commence. They were about to present a feast of death!

The two combatants stood atop the arena, both unarmed. The Black Fist arena had no rules; any method could be employed as long as one could defeat their opponent.

Of course, the "any method" referred exclusively to the body and did not include weapons. This limitation reduced many fighters' combat effectiveness but also gave rise to some of the most physically powerful demons in history.

"Friends, please hold on to your bets. Your choices represent your victories and defeats. Of course, the most important event tonight is the decisive battle between the two kings!"

"The pinnacle night of the two kings, the battle for the peak, begins!"

With a clear, crisp sound of the bell, the referee stepped back. Thomas across the ring looked at Ye Fei with a cold smile, "Yellow monkey, I'm going to crush you!"

Faced with Thomas's taunt, Ye Fei gave a cold smile without responding and braced himself for the battle.

Thomas, with his Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, should not have been underestimated due to his potent battle consciousness and experience.

It was very possible that even a fighter at the peak of the Foundation Establishment could die by his hand, and even an ancestor in the early stages of the Golden Core might accidentally meet his demise.

On the Black Fist platform, anything could happen; nothing was certain.

All the spectators watched intently as the two fighters locked eyes on the platform.

Suddenly, with a roar, Thomas closed the distance to Ye Fei in a few quick steps, his footsteps so firm that they thundered on the platform.

Boom.

Thomas launched a leg kick as rigid as steel, swift as lightning, filled with deadly intent.

This was Thomas's strongest move; the number of people who had died under his leg was countless, at least enough to make a hundred-men-slaying no challenge at all.

Bang!

Ye Fei raised his arm to block, the immense force pushing him back several steps, after which he gave a cold laugh as he shook his arm.

His arm was tingling from the force of the impact, prompting a fierce smile from Ye Fei. Now things were getting interesting.

Thud, thud, Ye Fei made his move. He swiftly closed the gap, like a panther emerging from the dark of night, ready to tear apart his prey with one strike.

Ye Fei threw a punch, while Thomas, quick to react, lashed out with his leg.

With a snap, everyone's eyes widened, eager to witness the outcome of the first clash between these two titans.

Staggering back over a dozen steps, Thomas finally regained his composure, while Ye Fei had only taken two steps back!

This was by no means a matter of overpowering strength; Ye Fei had suppressed his cultivation to the Foundation Establishment level, so this advantage was purely due to his superior combat experience!

Indeed, it was combat experience. Ye Fei, who possessed the Slaughter Physique, had absorbed more fighting experience in just a few short days than Thomas had in his entire lifetime of personal combat.

"Black Dragon Kick!"

Thomas, feeling deeply humiliated to be pushed back by the man before him, roared with rage, leaping into the air with a thrust of his toes.

Then, raising one leg high above his head, he approached Ye Fei and brought it crashing down with ferocity!

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