I Can Replicate Martial Arts

The battle between the man and the beast raged on. The Eight-Clawed Beast’s tentacles had been severed twice already.

However, the Exotic Beast’s regenerative abilities were astounding. With a mere circulation of its True Qi, it could grow a new tentacle that, while considerably smaller, was still immensely powerful.

This rapid regenerative power left the viewers watching the broadcast in awe, and they couldn’t help but feel nervous for Young Master Muyang.

’Does he really have a chance of winning against a monster like this?’

Fortunately, Young Master Muyang did not disappoint. His formidable Cultivation Technique granted him transcendent strength, and every move he made contained an explosive, destructive force that starkly contrasted with his appearance.

Under these attacks, the damage the Eight-Clawed Beast’s body sustained far outpaced its rate of regeneration.

In terms of strength, the two were evenly matched, making it difficult to discern the immediate outcome of the battle.

But since Young Master Muyang had set out to hunt the Eight-Clawed Beast, he was, of course, prepared.

Just as the battle reached its peak intensity, Young Master Muyang shot high into the air in a flash. He raised his hands, and a brilliant light blossomed from them.

The immense fluctuation of True Qi compressed the surrounding air, forcing it outwards.

The distant ships were rocked violently by the shockwave.

The magnitude of this force far surpassed the strength of an ordinary Dharma Realm Martial Artist.

The broadcast director hurriedly switched between close-ups and wide shots. Though the signal was distorted by the powerful True Qi field, people still caught a glimpse of the object in Young Master Muyang’s hands.

It was a shuttle-shaped object, pulsating with intense True Qi fluctuations and flickering with an eerie glow, looking as if it might explode at any moment.

"What is that?"

"I’ve never heard of such a thing. I’ve been in Gui Xu for many years and have never seen its like. It’s probably not an item of the Martial Dao."

The guest commentator frowned and shook his head, unable to guess what the object was.

On the battlefield at sea, the Eight-Clawed Beast’s sense of danger was extremely acute. The moment the Exotic Treasure appeared, the beast felt an immense pressure. It hastily sent four of its tentacles striking toward Young Master Muyang.

Young Master Muyang executed his Body Technique, deftly evading the attack. Once he had gathered enough power, he hurled the brilliant light in his hands at the Eight-Clawed Beast with all his might.

The Eight-Clawed Beast let out a roar and hurriedly tried to dive into the deep sea, but it was a fraction of a second too slow.

Before it could fully submerge, the brilliant light struck it.

The Eight-Clawed Beast shrieked in agony as a gaping hole was blown straight through its body. Chunks of its flesh rained down upon the sea’s surface like hailstones.

The entire surface of the sea was covered in its inky blood.

"Incredible! A complete victory for Young Master Muyang!"

"What kind of treasure was that, to have such destructive power?"

The viewers erupted in excitement at the sight. Victory was at hand.

Out on the ocean, the grievously injured Eight-Clawed Beast had no intention of lingering. Its remaining tentacles desperately propelled its body as it fled toward the depths at high speed.

Young Master Muyang executed his superb Body Technique, giving swift chase. The Judge’s Pen in his hand continuously fired beams of light that shot toward the beast’s body.

Stirring up wave after wave.

"The Eight-Clawed Beast is so powerful, yet Young Master Muyang still managed to severely wound it. Taking it down should be just a matter of time. I just wonder if this Exotic Beast has any other tricks up its sleeve."

"Mm, an Exotic Beast this powerful must have more than just these few abilities. A final, desperate strike from it won’t be simple."

"Hey, look! It’s starting to fight back. Is that its Octopus Ink Sac? Indeed, the ’Eight-Clawed’ part of its name is well-earned."

Another guest commentator remarked with a smile, watching the screen.

Onscreen, the Eight-Clawed Beast suddenly opened its mouth and spewed a massive cloud of black gas toward the sky and sea. The gas was as thick as ink; it not only stained the seawater but also billowed out, turning the very air the same murky color.

Young Master Muyang plunged headfirst into the inky cloud. His vision instantly went black, and he was completely unable to tell which way was which.

Furthermore, the ink possessed a power that eroded the Divine Soul, preventing a Martial Artist from using it to sense their surroundings.

But how could Young Master Muyang be unprepared? With a surge of True Qi, he pulled out another identical shuttle-shaped weapon and hurled it a short distance ahead.

A massive explosion erupted ahead. The powerful shockwave instantly dispersed in all directions, blowing the entire inky cloud away.

The immense explosive force even blasted the seawater below, raising a colossal wave and carving out a massive, temporary cavity on the seafloor.

The Eight-Clawed Beast, hiding within the inky sea, cried out in pain, evidently wounded yet again.

"Found you!"

Young Master Muyang pinpointed its location by the sound. The Judge’s Pen in his hand instantly grew to dozens of yards long and shot toward the Eight-Clawed Beast.

The Eight-Clawed Beast opened its ferocious, gaping maw. It no longer tried to flee, preparing to fight him to the death.

"The outcome is decided! It seems the title of King of Hunting will belong to Young Master Muyang."

"Indeed. Congratulations to Young Master Muyang. With less than a week left before the event ends, it’s unlikely anyone will be able to challenge his record."

In the broadcast hall, the host and guests chatted confidently, already anticipating Young Master Muyang’s triumphant return.

Just as everyone was relaxing, laughing and chatting, a sudden, unexpected event transpired out on the ocean.

The Eight-Clawed Beast, locked in a life-or-death struggle, had just shot out of the water’s surface. It was attempting to use its physical might to attack the airborne Young Master Muyang and drag him under.

Suddenly, an incomparably massive, dragon-shaped creature shot out from the horizon. Like a bolt of lightning, it charged over in an instant.