Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 161 I came to the Body Sect to fight tooth and nail!!

"Fight me, Brother Wuque?"

Huo Yuhao pointed to his small face with his finger, his eyes filled with disbelief. He felt that his small body could definitely be killed by Ning Wuque with one punch!

Forget about ordinary bones, he could even break a soul bone with a single punch.

"What, if you lack confidence—"

With a smirk, Ning Wuque was joking. Before Yuhao's original martial soul awakened for the second time, he had no chance to fight him unless Yuhao had the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion possess him to fight for him.

His real target was actually Long Aotian. As the Soul Emperor, Long Aotian's true martial soul was definitely capable of going head-to-head with him in his towering stance!

As he spoke, he gave Long Aotian a look full of fighting spirit, just like a beautiful woman winking at Long Aotian and extending an invitation.

This intense gaze naturally caught Long Aotian's attention. He smiled as he looked at Ning Wuque, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit and anticipation.

He took a step forward and accepted the challenge. "Master, let me meet him. My name is Long Aotian, Huo Yuhao's senior brother, the current successor of the Body Sect's leader, my martial soul is the full-body skin, a level 65 powerful attack-type battle soul emperor, and my Body Martial Soul has awakened for the second time. Do you dare to fight?!"

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I've been waiting for! I felt your immense power the moment I walked in. Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Hiss~

Laughing loudly, Ning Wuque flexed his muscles as he spoke, instantly turning his outfit into a shower of debris, leaving only a pair of specially made leather pants to cover his shame.

The Soul Guidance Forging Device expanded in size along with the bulge of his muscles. Its vivid color and heavy feel clearly demonstrated its function. This was not for protection, but rather a restriction on Ning Wuque himself!

"Alright! As the saying goes, you don't know someone until you fight them. Come on, I'll take you to the training ground to spar. Let's have a good fight!"

Du Bu Si slammed his fist on the table and stood up. He liked people like Ning Wu Que; men with their own martial spirits loved hand-to-hand combat, the fastest way to forge friendships.

It's nothing, it's not something that can be solved by a fight. If it is, then let's have another fight!

With his left hand holding Long Aotian, Du Busi dodged and grabbed Ning Wuque's arm with his right, then flew out of the main hall with the two of them and headed straight for the training ground.

The other elders also flew off to join the fun, while Huo Yuhao was taken along by Jinpeng.

A large group of people arrived at the training ground. When the disciples of the Body Sect heard that Long Aotian was going to fight a guy who had come to visit, they immediately called on their friends.

Within minutes, the entire perimeter of the training ground was surrounded by members of the Body Sect; almost everyone in the entire Body Sect who could come had come to join in the fun.

You can even see a few foodies sharing meat-filled buns with people nearby, cheering on Long Aotian while they eat.

On the one-on-one arena in the training ground, Ning Wuque and Long Aotian stood facing each other, while Du Busi stood as the referee in the center of the edge of the arena.

"Take off those soul tools you're wearing, and let me see what they are."

With a twitch of his chin, Long Aotian also tensed his body, not to be outdone. With a "rip," his muscles burst through his clothes, and he then displayed his flawless physique in front of Ning Wuque.

Smooth and jade-like yet brimming with power! Full of explosive energy! Absolutely masculine!

"Hmph, then you'd better watch out. The greatest use of soul tools is for support, whether in combat or cultivation!"

He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. Ning Wuque felt impatient. In addition to his main purpose, he had three secondary purposes for coming to the Body Sect.

Firstly, of course, was to visit Huo Yuhao; secondly...

Boom!

A loud bang was produced as Ning Wuque flung the forged arm guard on his left arm away. The arm guard, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds, actually smashed a large crater in the ground outside the arena. Its weight was beyond human endurance!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ning Wuque flung away the other three weights that were on his right arm and legs, each loud bang shaking the hearts of the third and fourth generation disciples of the Body Sect like muffled thunder.

"My goodness, even a level 20 Soul Master couldn't leave a single footprint on this ground. Isn't the weight this guy is wearing a bit too exaggerated?"

"Brother Aotian has met his match! That guy's blood and qi are already boiling with fighting spirit. This is definitely going to be a thrilling battle!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Brother Aotian, beat him! Someone as pretentious as him is not allowed to appear in my Body Sect. Go, Brother Aotian!"

"It makes me really want to wear a weightlifting suit too! Training like that would be incredibly intense, absolutely excruciating!"

Opposite Ning Wuque, Long Aotian put away the last trace of contempt in his heart and prepared to go all out in a physical fight with Ning Wuque.

Martial spirit? It doesn't matter anymore. When a man's competitive spirit is aroused, how can these worthless things compare to brutally suppressing his opponent in their most prized area?!

Absolutely not! Absolutely not!

He wanted to crush Ning Wuque with his body!

Boom!

As Ning Wuque used his soul power to unlock the lock, the soul-guided weighted armor he was wearing slammed onto the arena with a soft thud.

He stared at Long Aotian ahead and saw what he wanted to see in the other's eyes.

"Yuhao, you need to watch the battle carefully later. The physical bodies of these two humans are absolutely monstrous. You will definitely benefit a lot from it."

"Yes, Sister Bingbing, I will look carefully."

Nodding, Huo Yuhao, standing beside Jin Peng, focused intently, even activating his martial soul to use mental detection in an attempt to capture the details of their battle later.

Seeing that both sides were fully prepared, Poison Undying smiled with satisfaction; this was exactly what he wanted to see!

"Fight without fear! I guarantee your safety. I'll even bring you back to life with your last breath. Now, let the battle begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Busi stood in mid-air, ready to intercept him at any moment.

The two people on the stage immediately took action upon receiving the order.

Ning Wuque and Long Aotian accelerated almost simultaneously, colliding for the first time at a speed invisible to the naked eye of the disciples.

boom!

"That's a really hard fist."

"You're not bad either!"

Both men landed their fists hard on each other's faces, and after their first tentative exchange, they reached a common conclusion.

In terms of sheer strength and physical defense, he is no weaker than me!

dong—dong—dong

The fierce battle began. Neither Ning Wuque nor Long Aotian showed any intention of dodging. They immediately raised their fists and started hitting each other hard in the face, chest, abdomen, limbs and other parts of the body.

Countless fist shadows broke the sound barrier in an instant, reaching everyone's ears. The intensity of the clash between the two sides surged dramatically! Intensified dramatically! Strongly increased!

Hit him! Hit him hard!