( 801 - .....) Unrivaled Medicine God

Chapter 892: Ye Yuan's Trump Card!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Bai Meng's fleshy body has actually broken through to Tier 8 already. How to fight? Ye Yuan was too impulsive. It was fine if he challenged Yan Shan, he shouldn't have thrown in Bai Meng!"

"With Bai Meng's strength, he can enter the fourth level long ago! It's just that he'd rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, that's why he stayed in the third level. He'll only enter the fourth level when his essence energy cultivation realm breaks through to Phaseless Realm."

"Ye Yuan is already very strong! He carries the dragon race bloodline, and his fleshy body is powerful beyond comprehension. But facing the Tier 8 fleshy body Bai Meng, he can only die aggrieved."

Ye Yuan cut down Yan Shan. This made many people look forward to his showdown with Bai Meng.

But now, facing such a powerful Bai Meng, they could not see the tiniest scrap of chance of Ye Yuan winning at all.

A streak of fresh blood flowed out from the corners of Ye Yuan's mouth. Clearly, that punch earlier already damaged his insides.

But this bit of injury did not count for anything to Ye Yuan at all. He revolved the Tyrant Dragon Regeneration Art and this bit of injury recovered in a blink of an eye.

Ye Yuan loosened up his body and said with a smile, "Tier 8 is it? A little interesting! At least, it can make me get serious! If you're as weak as that trash just now, that will be too meaningless!"

Bai Meng's expression fell, and he said disdainfully, "Still planning on holding strong? Boy, I'll give you another chance, end your own life. Otherwise, once I make a move, it won't be that easy for you to preserve an intact corpse."

But Ye Yuan said with a laugh, "Looks like you've stayed too long in the third level and became somewhat arrogant and conceited! Enough crap, bring it!"

"Humph! You're courting death yourself, can't blame me for it!" Bai Meng gave a cold snort and suddenly vanished from sight.

Bang!

Ye Yuan was struck flying by Bai Meng once more with a punch!

This time, Bai Meng did not pause. He wanted to dispose of Ye Yuan in one go.

Ye Yuan felt like the bones in his entire body was going to fall apart. He clashed a punch with Bai Meng just now, but the other party's fist was seriously too powerful, making him actually somewhat unable to hold his own.

Bai Meng attacked again. Ye Yuan did not dare to spurn it. Lifting his hand, it was another punch!

Bang!

Ye Yuan was struck flying once more!

The current Bai Meng was just like a war chariot; crushing Ye Yuan frenziedly. Ye Yuan was like a sandbag under his hands, being hit flying around everywhere by him.

But what made Bai Meng depressed was that no matter how he exerted strength, he was unable to thoroughly dispose of Ye Yuan.

He could feel that Ye Yuan's fist was likewise incomparably tough; absolutely not inferior to his fleshy body. But Ye Yuan's entire body's strength was unable to keep up, resulting in him being at an absolute disadvantageous position in terms of strength.

Ye Yuan revolved the Tyrant Dragon Regeneration Art to the limits once more, healing the wounds on his body constantly, so as to deal with Bai Meng's next attack.

Under Bai Meng's attacks, Ye Yuan was weak like a leaf floating along with the wind; without the slightest strength to retaliate at all.

In a twinkle, Bai Meng unleashed a hundred punches but was forcefully withstood by Ye Yuan.