Baiyu smiled.

This was a strategy he had devised long ago.

Only by making the enemy unable to see through you will they fear and dread you. Otherwise, even if Baiyu were made of iron, it would be impossible to win every round in this high-intensity battle.

A bolt of lightning resolves an enemy.

This sends a signal to everyone: you can challenge me, but the price is not something you can bear.

No one can guarantee.

Your own family just happens to be the one winning the battle, and just happens to face Baiyu at his limit.

This is why the Deep Blue Celestial River family chose to give up so decisively.

They felt that sacrificing five people still didn’t guarantee a one hundred percent chance of defeating Baiyu.

Better to preserve strength and seek other targets.

Just like that.

Not a single person challenged Baiyu for the entire day.

The answer tested by the Deep Blue Celestial River family seems to make others hesitant to try, unless they have no other option.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth days of the tournament.

Time passed day by day.

The tournament was nearing its end, with increasingly brutal battles playing out amidst a crimson barrier.

Today, Baiyu faced another opponent.

The Ancient Barbarian Clan.

After being defeated, this clan had already challenged another family and failed as well.

This was their last chance to challenge.

Therefore.

They would undoubtedly be extremely desperate.

Baiyu took a deep breath and stepped back onto the arena.

The Ancient Barbarian Clan hails from the Ancient Barbarian Star, a resource-poor, harsh environment, but it produces physically strong children.

Each of them is a natural warrior, and after professional Secret Technique cultivation, becomes a terrifying killing machine.

"Although I didn’t want to choose you, we have no choice. We must win a spot; otherwise, our family will lose much."

Inside the crimson barrier.

Aguli stretched, eyeing the not-so-tall opponent across from him.

On the Ancient Barbarian Star.

Such height usually means one cannot be called a "Warrior" and must serve as backup in the rear.

However.

Aguli felt an overwhelming pressure from this person before him.

Baiyu smiled, "We all have reasons to get the spot, and no one will willingly hand these over.

So.

Give it your all, and fall without regrets."

Aguli’s eyes flashed with anger, charging like a bolt of electricity, his massive body strangely nimble at that moment.

A flash of electricity instantly appeared before Baiyu.

The massive body emerged from the flash, a huge fist crashing down like a collapsing sky.

Baiyu frowned, the black mist around him coagulating again.

Boom!

Aguli’s gigantic fist struck Baiyu, blasting a large hole in his chest, but no blood flowed, and the wound continued expanding.

Soon, this Baiyu scattered like flames.

Baiyu’s true body emerged from the edge of the black mist.

Master of Techniques’ Flame Technique!

"Interesting, your ability is quite mysterious, indeed hard to fathom in a short time. This Black Moon Realm constantly drains my Blood Qi, but it seems you’re also affected, albeit more lightly."

Aguli’s mind wasn’t as simple as his body suggested.

He calmly analyzed the surroundings.

Unafraid despite the unfamiliar territory and the continuous drain of Blood Qi.

He coolly focused on Baiyu, attempting to find a flaw.

However.

Baiyu didn’t give him much time.

Once the Black Moon Realm was activated, a torrent of power gushed from Baiyu, rapidly changing his aura.

In an instant.

He became golden in color.

He exhaled cold air, advancing with a gold flash towards Aguli.

"It’s been a while since I had a good fight."

Madness flared in Baiyu’s eyes, followed by rapid punches like a machine gun, harshly striking Aguli.

Aguli couldn’t just sit back and take it.

His eyes bulged, blood vessels protruding, rushing head-on for a fierce clash with Baiyu.

"Good strike!"

Baiyu’s Golden Body, tempered with Power of Destruction, his physical toughness unmatched, akin to gold and stone. He found the slugfest invigorating, as if his Blood Qi meridians were unclogged.

As for Aguli.

His strength from rage couldn’t last, matching Baiyu thanks only to the Ancient Barbarian Clan’s Secret Technique. Once its time expired, he’d immediately perish.

Such a Golden State can’t last long!

Aguli gritted his teeth, his muscles turning gray-green, like a block of andesite.

Baiyu’s punches felt like striking steel.

But.

Baiyu showed no sign of stopping, accelerating instead, as blood seeped from Aguli’s lips, capillaries bursting under his skin.

He was losing!

Aguli’s eyes filled with unwillingness, roaring, "I must win, I am Aguli, a hero of the Barbarian Race!!"

His voice echoed in the Black Moon Death Struggle space.

In a flash.

His near-collapse body erupted with astonishing terrifying power, the andesite-like stone turned entirely black.

For a moment.

Baiyu found Aguli regaining control, launching a counterattack.

"Impressive, such destructive power is another Secret Technique of the Barbarian Race? Burning life, even if you defeat me, Aguli will be utterly ruined after."

Baiyu sighed inwardly, then smiled.

Previously.

He might have had to resort to other methods to end the fight.

But now.

Baiyu’s spirituality and internal Blood Qi fused, like a small star exploding at Baiyu’s Blood Qi Central Hub.

"Rage!"

He shouted deeply, his body seemingly dyed in blood.

"I am, A! Gu! Li!!"

Aguli’s eyes bulged, his gnarled, root-like muscles punched, creating a boom in the air, deafening.

Boom!

The next second.

A thunderous explosion erupted.

Aguli’s upper body was instantly annihilated, turning into pieces of flesh, leaving only the lower half dropping to the ground.

"Fighting isn’t just about who yells louder, you idiot."

Baiyu withdrew his fist, smoke billowing from his body as he took deep breaths.

The burden of rage on the body, he still hadn’t fully adjusted to it.