Chapter 373: Got What I Wanted

On the boxing ring.

Ba Ming was covered in blood, with dozens of large wounds on his body. The blood dripped from the wounds to the ground, forming a puddle and flowing freely.

He still maintained the posture of punching.

But his palm was sunken, white bone stubble appeared on his arm, a lot of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his skin was torn. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. The whole person had withdrawn from the state of desperate explosion just now.

Wang Chao pressed on Ba Ming's fist with one palm. There were no wounds on his body, but there was a little blood stain at the corner of his mouth that was slowly oozing out.

The two people maintained this posture and stalemated together.

Under the two people, dozens of footprints deep into the ground appeared, each footprint was stained with blood, and it was slowly repairing at this time.

Seeing this scene, everyone guessed the intensity of the last five punches, which was probably far beyond their imagination.

The whole cabin fell into silence, and no one knew what was going on now, and who won.

At this point, just by listening to the sound, we know that ten punches have been thrown.

"Who won?"

"I don't know, but this guy is really brave, he can fight with a person like Senior Brother Wang to this extent. His name is Ba Ming? His cultivation is probably the strongest among our 100,000 people!"

"I am no match for him anyway."

"Looking at the situation at the moment, it seems that there is no winner within ten punches, but Ba Ming should be seriously injured, and Senior Brother Wang is not injured."

"So, this person has been promoted to an inner disciple?"

"It should be! The inner disciples of Jiyuan Xianzong will really soar to the sky from now on, and will no longer be bound by shackles!"

"I just don't know if he has forced Senior Brother Wang to use his full strength, and whether he can get the qualification to become the true disciple of the sect master."

There was a subtle discussion in the field. Knowing that Ba Ming had resisted ten punches, everyone showed envy on their faces.

They looked at Ba Ming as if they saw an ugly duckling who had become a white swan, and was really starting to emerge, no longer the frog at the bottom of the well squatting in the third civilization.

From now on, there will be no shortage of skills, magical powers, and cultivation resources.

Cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds!

In the midst of this discussion.

The two people on the boxing ring finally made new moves.

"Very good, I didn't expect you to be able to do this, and you actually forced me to use my full strength."

Wang Chao slowly retracted his fist, let out a long breath, and showed a happy expression on his face: "Don't worry, when I return to the sect, I will personally tell the master and ask him to accept you as a true disciple. With your talent, I think the master will not disagree."

Just the last five punches.

After Ba Ming opened his desperate magical power, his strength and speed increased several times again.

Faced with this situation, he could no longer hold back, and finally used all his strength, changing four types of boxing techniques and throwing four punches, but they were all caught by Ba Ming.

Until the last fifth punch.

The first style of Yuanshi Shenquan, the Tianfan Seal, was used again.

This punch can be said to be without any reservation, and it was Wang Chao's strongest blow. The punch was earth-shattering, and the full power of Yuanshi Shenquan was truly exerted.

Even Ba Ming at this moment could not handle such a powerful force.

He was seriously injured by the punch, his internal organs were dislocated, and countless bones were broken. His meridians and blood vessels were seriously injured.

If he were in the third level civilization, this kind of injury would basically be declared hopeless and he could only wait for death.

But Ba Ming held on until he heard Wang Chao's promise, and the breath that had been pent up in his chest finally dissipated.     Ba Ming could no longer stand, his body immediately went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Ba Ming struggled to speak, using all his strength to say every word.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. You are too seriously injured now. I can't do anything for the time being, but you don't have to worry. There is a top-level treatment cabin in the Jiyuan Xianzong. If you lie in it with an injury like this, you will recover in less than three days."

While speaking, Wang Chao took out another pill: "This is the Huitian Pill, a precious pill from the Xianhe Civilization. It is enough to keep you alive. You can move freely in the next month, which is enough to support you to go to the sect."

With a light flick.

The Huitian Pill fell directly into Ba Ming's mouth.

As soon as this pill entered his mouth, it immediately melted into the purest vitality and began to repair Ba Ming's injuries.

In just a few seconds, all his wounds closed and stopped bleeding. The damage to his internal organs, blood vessels and meridians was also restored by 30%, and a large amount of spiritual energy was attracted and filled the meridians.

This made Ba Ming regain his spirits. He jumped up and bowed his hands to thank him.

"Thank you for the elixir. I will repay you for saving my life."

Wang Chao waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's just a Huitian Pill, which is worth a few thousand spirit stones. It's nothing. Even if you can't become my master's true disciple, you can become an inner disciple or even a direct disciple. It won't be difficult to get Huitian Pill in the future."

"Besides, you and I will be brothers in the same sect in the future, so there's no need to be so polite."

"By the way, I will give you an inner disciple token now, which can be regarded as compensation for your injury."

Wang Chao threw out another token.

This token is black gold in color and is made of a precious metal specially used to build the central intelligent brain. It is engraved with array patterns. It is a medium-grade magic weapon. The word "Inner" is written on the token, and the pattern of the Jiyuan Xianzong Palace is on the back.

"This token is the identity mark of the inner sect disciple. It is equivalent to a medium-grade magic weapon. It can be used to fight against enemies or to contact the sect. You keep it well. After joining the sect, you can use this token to contact me."

Ba Ming nodded, accepted the token, and jumped off the ring.

Looking at Ba Ming who was surrounded by his fellow disciples, Wang Chao swallowed a few pills to restore his mana, and looked at the rest of the people in the cabin.

"How is it? Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"

"Of course, you can also learn from Ba Ming and use a desperate fighting style. The conditions are the same as his. As long as you can force me to use my full strength, you can be promoted to the inner sect or even be taught by me personally or by the true teachings!"

As soon as the voice fell, another person flew onto the stage and also started the desperate skills.

Unfortunately, this person was too weak and was knocked away by Wang Chao with one punch. He was directly forced into a desperate state. He casually gave him an ordinary pill and immediately recovered to normal without any damage.

Followed by dozens of people in a row, all of them were the same, without any change.

After the fight, those who saw Ba Ming getting benefits and were tempted in their hearts also gave up their thoughts and stopped going up to make a fool of themselves.

For three whole days.

Wang Chao stayed on this spaceship until no one dared to challenge him anymore, and he stopped.

So far.

He has sent out more than 300 pure Yang Yuanqi pills in total.

In other words, among these 100,000 people, more than 300 outer disciples were selected.