Chapter 1158 - 1258: Venting Anger

The base camp continued under this eerie atmosphere for several days, everyone harbored a fire in their hearts, yet didn't know how to release it!

Seeing the situation, Master Taichu realized it couldn't continue like this; otherwise, it might lead to large-scale conflict!

After all, everyone was simmering with anger, which meant a mere spat could lead to a fight!

So, Master Taichu came up with an idea: to host a martial arts arena where anyone wanting to fight could battle there, with no prizes, simply a place to vent their anger!

After all, it wasn't the time for a formal martial arts competition, so Master Taichu merely set up a stage, arranged an array on it, along with a sensing array to instantly teleport anyone on the verge of fatal injury, preventing death within the arena, as it was merely a place to vent emotions, not to result in death!

Once the arena was set up, Master Taichu realized one stage wasn't enough and built several more, at least to allow people to vent quickly!

The faster one vents, the quicker they feel satisfied inside, preventing violence outside the walls!

Ye Tianfan was the first to register after Master Taichu established the arena; he wanted to vent his inner knots, believing the sects suffered calamity because of him!

Ye Tianfan's opponent was someone he didn't know, but a disciple from the Dali Sect, with muscles seemingly capable of killing with a punch!

Ye Tianfan didn't use any Magical Treasures in this fight, adhering to the rule of fighting barehanded or with Spiritual Power, forbidding Immortal Techniques!

Ye Tianfan liked these rules, as they were established purely for venting!

After shaking hands with his opponent, Ye Tianfan was ready to vent wildly, choosing not to use Spiritual Power, preferring a fist-for-fist exchange to release his tension!

On a stage shrouded by arrays, a two-meter tall Dali Sect disciple was sizing up his opponent.

Ye Tianfan looked at the nearly two-meter tall Dali Sect disciple and said expressionlessly, "Stop sizing up, I'm full of openings, hurry up and let me enjoy the fun of battle!"

Ye Tianfan only thought of one thing, to vent thoroughly, whether his punches hit others or others' punched him, it helped him release tension.

"Hehe, I thought so too, if you can't handle it later, just say so!" The Dali Sect disciple said and swung a punch at Ye Tianfan's lower abdomen.

Seeing the fist coming his way, Ye Tianfan didn't intend to dodge; wanting to vent, he chose not to evade, just to hit or be hit.

"Bang!"

The punch from the Dali Sect disciple hit directly, Ye Tianfan frowned at the power, feeling like his bones might shatter, yet the knots in his heart loosened somewhat!

Audience members witnessing this gasped.

"If I remember right, Dali Sect focuses on Body Cultivation?"

"Yes, Body Cultivation, you remembered correctly!"

"Wow, taking a punch directly like that?"

Upon hearing the gasps, the Dali Sect disciple was stunned, not expecting Ye Tianfan to stand unflinchingly without a hint of dodge!

Ye Tianfan felt the pain as he stepped back, creating distance from the Dali Sect disciple.

Seeing Ye Tianfan's actions, the Dali Sect disciple breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you okay? Why didn't you dodge earlier? Let me know, and I'll go easier!"

Ye Tianfan chuckled, slightly crazed, "No! That level of strength is just right, now I just want to either be knocked out by you, or knock you out."

Hearing this, the Dali Sect disciple looked down at Ye Tianfan and said, "Alright, if that's what you want, I'll keep at it, but if you can't handle it, tell me! Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the Dali Sect disciple swung a fist at Ye Tianfan's face without holding back.

The massive fist, carrying gusts of wind, reached Ye Tianfan's face in an instant.

"Pa..."

As the fist was inches from Ye Tianfan's face, he casually tilted his head, dodged the heavy punch, and grabbed the Dali Sect disciple's fist tightly.

"Don't hit my head, or something bad could happen! Aim for the body instead!"

After gripping the fist, Ye Tianfan told the Dali Sect disciple!

The disciple nodded at Ye Tianfan's words, attempting to withdraw, but it was too late; Ye Tianfan held his fist immobile.

Then, Ye Tianfan whispered, "Since you missed, it's my turn now!"

Upon hearing this, the Dali Sect disciple grinned eerily, "Fine, show me how tough your fist really is!"

"Crack..."

The sinister sound of bone cracking resonated, sending tremors through everyone present.

"Ha..."

The Dali Sect disciple stared wide-eyed at Ye Tianfan, astonished that his fist was crushed with just a grip!

But for body cultivators like him, bone fractures heal easily, and a pill would soon restore it!

"I didn't expect you to be this strong, looks like I need a new strategy." After speaking, the Dali Sect disciple swung another punch at Ye Tianfan, using the distraction to retrieve and heal his fractured hand with Spiritual Power.

Although the disciple didn't take a pill, his Spiritual Power heals, albeit slowly!

Ye Tianfan, watching the Dali Sect disciple breathe heavily with blood mist in his breath, pondered whether he had gone too far?