"Haha, it's the first move. Wu Hui, you can use a little strength, I can take it." Seeing Wu Hui's astonishment, Bai Tianmeng laughed out loud. He extended a finger and hooked it at Wu Hui again, immediately arousing a wave of laughter from the White Clan disciples below the stage.

"Junior Brother Tian Meng's adamantine body has already reached large success, I'm afraid that even if Seven-star Martial Master used his full strength on him, he would still be completely unharmed. I think after three moves, Wu Hui will definitely admit defeat."

"Although Junior Brother Tian Meng's cultivation isn't very high, the sacred art in his body is even stronger than ours. I have seen his enemy's Eight-star Martial Master before, he was still attacking with every move. He is not called Kong Tian Meng for nothing."

"Let's see how Wu Hui will perform the remaining two moves. If it's at this level, entering the Bai Clan, he can only become an inner disciple at most."

The disciples of the White Clan discussed amongst themselves, their expressions all somewhat amused. Even the vigilant Bai Tianren revealed a smile, thinking that he was worrying too much.

However, Bai Tianmeng was the White Clan's Martial Master, the Son of Heaven, including himself. There were only three sons of Heaven in the plaza, and Bai Tianmeng was one of them, showing his talent and strength.

On the stage, Wu Hui could feel the strength of Bai Tianmeng's body, he did not know what kind of body tempering cultivation technique Bai Tianmeng trained in, but his entire body was as hard as King Kong, when his fist landed on's body, it gave off a feeling of indestructibility.

"Good, the Bai Clan disciples are truly stronger than others, Bai Tianmeng, take my second punch." Wu Hui gasped in admiration, his body releasing crackling sounds, in the eyes of outsiders, Wu Hui used a secret technique to increase his strength, the moment he punched out, the atmosphere changed, the power released was at least three times stronger than before.

"Come at me!" Bai Tianmeng's eyes flashed, he knew the power of Wu Hui's punch. He bellowed loudly, and his body changed, his originally yellowish skin started to faintly emit a gold light halo, the light halo did not spread out, only an inch away from his body, as though it was a golden armor covering his entire body.

Dong!

The sound of metal clashing rang out loudly, causing the entire plaza to ring with a loud sound similar to a great yellow bell. Below the arena, some of the weaker White Clan disciples felt their eardrums ring. Although the arena was forbidden, it couldn't stop the sound from being transmitted. This caught some of the White Clan disciples unprepared and caused their faces to turn pale.

"So powerful!" Some of the White Clan disciples below the stage could not help but secretly praise Wu Hui. The attack of the outer sect disciple Wu Hui was already as strong as the full power of a normal Seven-star Martial Master, and just by raising his cultivation by two stars in the Martial Master realm, he was able to cause the disciples of the White Clan to have a whole new level of respect for him.

The other party seemed to be only in his early twenties, yet he already possessed such strength. It was rare even in the Bai Clan. No wonder why he could enter this place through the illusion of reality.

Bai Tianren, who was in the middle of the crowd, also nodded his head. He was also surprised by Wu Hui's attack, but what made him satisfied was that Bai Tianmeng was still standing in the middle of the stage. It was clear that he had withstood Wu Hui's attack without any effect.

"That's right!" For a disciple from the outside world to have such an attack at your age is truly extraordinary, but after two moves, there is still one last move left. Bai Tianmeng's face also turned serious, although he had forcibly endured it just now, it did not affect him at all, but he knew that the attack was close to his own limit, if the opponent's attack power increased by another star, even if he could endure it, he would definitely move his body, the deterrence would be greatly reduced.

With a loud roar, the golden color on Bai Tianmeng's body increased even more.

"Hur hur, you're not bad too!" Wu Hui's eyes narrowed slightly as an illusory Spiritual Sense still probed Bai Tianmeng's body.

Wu Hui's Void Spiritual Sense was invisible and indiscernible, even people at the Martial Emperor level would find it hard to detect, let alone the White Clan juniors.

After some investigation, Wu Hui was secretly surprised in his heart, "This Bai Tianmeng has such a strong defense."

Inside Bai Tianmeng's body, it was unknown how the meridians were cultivated, but they were entirely golden, and even his dantian, which was in his Qi Sea, was slightly yellow. As the Martial qi flowed, it caused his body to become like diamond iron, and he truly did not move like a mountain.

Bai Tianmeng had already completed the best defensive posture and was waiting for Wu Hui's attack. But right now, Wu Hui's eyes that were originally slightly squinting closed completely, and the aura that was rising from his body was also gradually fading away.

"Hmm, you want to admit defeat?" Feeling the aura on Wu Hui's body dissipating, Bai Tianmeng's originally serious face calmed down. Although he did not make a move himself, to be able to force the disciple outside to admit defeat, his mission was equivalent to completing.

Just when Bai Tianmeng was thinking about that, his vision suddenly blurred. Wu Hui, who was originally standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already less than two meters away from him.

Bai Tianmeng was shocked, he never thought that Wu Hui's movement skills would be so fast. Although he was surprised, Bai Tianmeng did not panic in the face of danger, his defensive profound movement skill was always used to restrain his speed, no matter how fast his opponent was, as long as his defense was activated, his opponent would not be able to do anything to him.

Wu Hui came to Bai Tianmeng's side, extended his hand, and slapped a palm. There was no sign of power or brilliance in the palm, and it was as if a normal palm had directly pressed onto Bai Tianmeng's chest.

Bai Tianmeng's mocking expression had just risen, when he suddenly felt a great change in his opponent's palm strike. Although there was no power behind it, at this moment, it was as if his originally stone-like legs were being lifted by some sort of force. As Bai Tianmeng's face flushed red, he could not help but take three steps back.

Boom!

The crowd below the arena burst into an uproar.

"How is this possible!?" "How can that palm move Junior Brother Tian Meng?"

"The power of that palm attack was clearly weaker than the first. Could it be that Junior Brother Tian Meng intends on giving it up?"

"It is likely that there is something strange about that palm."

Below the stage, everyone was discussing amongst themselves, but Bai Tianren, who was the closest to the stage, revealed a surprised look on his face. At this point, the Bai Clan disciple with the highest cultivation, had already reached the Martial King level, and had the strongest eyesight, so he was able to see that Wu Hui had used his palm strike skillfully, and had coincidentally found the weak spot under Bai Tianmeng's feet, despite it being obviously not too powerful.

To execute such a skill, one had to be extremely familiar with the methods used by Bai Tianmeng to be able to do so. Could it be that this disciple of the outside world had trained in the adamantine body before?

On the stage, Bai Tianmeng was equally shocked. He had already used his strongest defense, but the opponent's palm strike had coincidentally cut through his footsteps, causing him to move a few steps. Although this didn't mean that he would lose, the momentum he accumulated previously was completely gone.

"Good, this time the geniuses in the outside world have appeared." Bai Tianmeng took in a deep breath, his flushed face returning to normal, but the golden light on the surface of his body did not weaken in the slightest, "Wu Hui, come, let me see the true strength of the disciples of the outside world." Bai Tianmeng's fighting intent soared.

Facing the powerful aura being emitted from Bai Tianmeng's body, Wu Hui merely shook his head and said with a smile: "Three moves have already been exchanged. Bai Tianmeng, for fairness, how about I let you exchange three moves as well?"

"What?" When Wu Hui's words came out, it once again caused an uproar amongst the Bai Clan disciples. However, this time, the serious expression on the faces of the disciples turned into anger.

"This Wu Hui is too arrogant, he actually made Junior Brother Tian Meng take three moves, isn't he looking down on our Bai Clan disciples?"

"Looks like it was because Wu Hui was dissatisfied with Junior Brother Tian Meng's actions earlier that he said those words. It's a pity, he doesn't know Junior Brother Tian Meng's true strength."

"This Wu Hui wants face, Junior Brother Tian Meng, just give him face, and with three punches, he made the floor full of teeth."

At this time, below the stage, the White Clan disciples were all fuming with rage, as they clamored for Bai Tianmeng to teach him a lesson. Even Bai Tianren's face showed displeasure, thinking that Wu Hui was being too arrogant.

Beside the stage, Xiao Jiufeng looked worried. "Xiao Jiu, is Wu Hui being a little too arrogant? I think that even though he was a 4-star Martial Master during the day, his attacks are extremely overpowered. Since Wu Hui is only at the 5-star level, would it be alright if he didn't counterattack and take three of his moves?

"Don't worry, my Big Brother is the strongest. We just need to watch. " Although he had not seen Wu Hui for a year, Xiao Jiu was extremely confident in Wu Hui's strength.

Xiao Jiufeng shook her head at this moment. She naturally knew that Wu Hui's strength was stronger than Bai Tianmeng's, but she could also tell that Bai Tianmeng's cultivation technique was extraordinary, with its strong defense, its attack skills must not be weak. Even if she herself were to endure it, she would probably be in a difficult situation. Wu Hui had only been pushed back three steps in three moves by Wu Hui. If Wu Hui had been forced to retreat five, six, eight steps, he would have already lost a level, and the momentum from defeating Bai Tianmeng would be more than enough.

Just as Xiao Jiufeng and his group were teleported into the plaza, they were met with provocation from the Bai Clan disciples, and naturally knew that the main clan disciples of the Bai Clan were going to suppress the disciples of the outside world at the beginning, hence the fight between Xiao Jiufeng and Bai Tianren was even. At this time, Wu Hui actually wanted to exchange three palm strikes with Bai Tianmeng, which confused Xiao Jiufeng, but Xiao Jiufeng knew that Wu Hui had his own way of thinking, since he was doing this, he must have some sort of plan, so Xiao Jiufeng could only wait and see.

On the stage, after hearing Wu Hui's words, the anger on Bai Tianmeng's body flared up and disappeared in a flash. The golden aura around his body churned unceasingly, showing the anger in his heart.

"Good!" Since you also want to endure three moves from me, then don't blame me for my, Bai Tianmeng's, heavy fists. " Bai Tianmeng bellowed, his figure transforming into a golden image, bringing with it a gigantic amount of power, in a moment he appeared beside Wu Hui, with his huge fist smashing towards Wu Hui's chest.