Chapter 10: Fighting the Immortal Body
The twenty Heavenly Supremes belonging to the ancient Futu clan in the sky also heard Futu Yijing’s words.

Although they had to pay attention to the impact between the two tribes and not laugh out loud, they couldn't hide the smile in their eyes, and their gaze towards Futu Yijing was very gentle.

Qingmai Elder Qingxuan looked at Futu Yijing with a strange look in his eyes.

This guy hasn't been seen for two hundred years, but his mouth is still as sharp as ever, he hasn't changed at all.

Mokoyou's face looked very ugly. Everyone around him was smiling, perhaps because they were afraid of the power of the ancient Moko tribe, so they didn't laugh out loud. But this also made him extremely angry. Murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He must teach this guy in front of him a lesson.

"You sharp-tongued brat!" The face of the supreme being of the Moka ancient tribe was gloomy, and the spiritual power and pressure from his body surged towards Futu Yijing.

Futu Yijing's eyes were cold and sharp as he looked at the Heavenly Supreme.

"This is the ancient Futu clan, not a place for you to act wildly!" Futu Xuan snorted coldly, and the terrifying spiritual power on his body pressed towards the Supreme Being of the Day.

The Supreme One groaned that day, apparently suppressed by the pressure of Futu Xuan's spiritual power.

At the same time, terrifying spiritual power and pressure erupted from the bodies of other supreme beings of the ancient Futu clan in the sky. Although it was much weaker than Futu Xuan's, it was equally oppressive.

All the super-powerful guests around felt their scalps tingling.

"Since you, the Moka ancient tribe, want to compete with us, let me see how powerful you are." Futu Xuan's expression was stern, and there was a cold murderous intent in his words.

Futu Yijing turned his gaze to Mokoyou again, with contempt in his eyes.

"You dare to provoke me in the territory of the ancient Futu clan. I already know that your brain is not very good. Now let me see if your body is strong enough to withstand a beating."

As he spoke, a majestic aura burst out from Futu Yijing's body, this aura also carried a strong bloody energy and swept between heaven and earth.

"Arrogant!" Mokoyou shouted angrily, his eyes widened, looking like a furious King Kong. The same majestic aura emanated from him, competing with Futu Yijing's aura.

People around could clearly see that Futu Yijing's aura was much stronger than Mokoyou's, and also a bit sharper.

Judging from the momentum alone, it is clear who is superior and who is inferior.

However, the outcome of a battle cannot be determined from the momentum.

The people of the ancient Futu clan were not worried at all that their young master would lose. A lower-level Earth Supreme went alone to the Holy Abyss Continent to hunt down ruthless people from the foreign evil clans. The number of Earth Supremes who died at his hands might be longer than Mokoyou's life.

Although the two hundred years it took for the young master to make a breakthrough from the lower level of Earth Supreme to the Great Perfection of Earth Supreme had slowed down his progress, but from a combat perspective, the Earth Supreme realm was no match for his young master.

Besides, it is as difficult for the Earth Supreme to break through the Sky Supreme as it is an inconceivable chasm. The fact that my young master can become the Demon King of Daqian Palace means that he has spent most of the two hundred years fighting on the battlefield. I think my young master should have focused on hunting demons and slightly neglected the improvement of his realm.

Even though their impression of their young master still remains stuck in what happened two hundred years ago, this does not affect their confidence in Futu Yijing. The scene and posture of his invincible sweep back then have already been engraved in their minds.

On the white jade stage, Futu Yijing stood with his hands behind his back. Violent spiritual power was whistling around him, causing his long hair behind his head to flutter in the wind. His whole body was full of flaws, and he did not seem to take Mokoyou seriously.

"Arrogant guy, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

When Mokoyou saw Futu Yijing's attitude, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and took the lead in attacking.

His figure approached Futu Yijing at a rapid speed like a ghost. In just a moment, he arrived in front of the latter and raised his hand to punch him.

The fist was thrown very quickly, and the fist, wrapped in violent spiritual power, went straight to Futu Yijing's face. The latter had no intention of dodging, and raised his fist in an instant, and spiritual power burst out from his body, and a dragon roar resounded between heaven and earth, lingering for a long time.

"True Dragon Technique, True Dragon Fist!"

The most direct way is fist against fist. The two fists collide with each other, and after only a moment of contact, the two fists separate.

A figure flew backwards, and his back hit the white jade platform heavily.

The figure was wearing a black and white robe and was obviously Mokoyou.

The people around were in an uproar. They didn't expect that the advantages and disadvantages between the two sides would be revealed in just one blow.

Mo Keyou's eyes, one black and one white, stared at Futu Yijing, his face was so gloomy that tears seemed to drip out, and his eyes were flashing with murderous light.

"An ordinary Supreme Great Perfection who could withstand a blow from me would have gone to meet the Buddha, but you haven't even shed blood. This makes me certain that you seem to be quite resistant to blows. I wonder if you can withstand what happens next."

As he spoke, Futu Yijingqi stepped forward, and in a flash he appeared in front of Mokoyou.

Without any pause, another fist landed heavily on Mokoyou.

After this punch, Mokoyou spat out a mouthful of blood, all of which sprayed right onto Futu Yijing's face, adding a bit of ferocity to his heroic face.

Seeing that Futu Yijing raised his hand again, Mokoyou hurriedly used his spiritual power, and a supreme Dharma body that radiated purple-gold light all over its body and had ancient purple-gold patterns on its surface suddenly appeared on the white jade platform. The Dharma body swung its fist at Futu Yijing.

This Dharma body is the predecessor version of the eternal and immortal body, the immortal golden body.

Futu Yijing did not retreat at all, but punched back with another punch.

Use your flesh and blood body to challenge the Supreme Dharmakaya.

"Stupid!" Mo Keyou laughed secretly in his heart when he saw this scene.

The result was not as he expected. Futu Yijing, who was fighting against the immortal golden body, flew backwards and was only forced back a few hundred meters.

This scene made everyone present open their eyes wide.

You must know that Futu Yijing was fighting against the Immortal Golden Body. If it were to be ranked, then this Immortal Golden Body could be ranked in the top fifteen of the ninety-nine supreme Dharma bodies.

Futu Yijing retreated hundreds of meters and shook his numb arms. In that collision, he was obviously not as calm as he looked.

After all, a flesh and blood body cannot defeat the Supreme Dharmakaya.

Futu Yijing, who believes in 'only attack and no defense, unrivaled in the world', has honed his physical body to a very high level through countless battles, but it is still very difficult for him to confront the immortal golden body.

But the current situation is enough to shock everyone.

Futu Yijing waved his right hand and a spear appeared out of thin air. After holding the spear, terrifying blood energy burst out from his body and rushed straight into the sky.

"The second half begins now." A calm voice came out from Futu Yijing's mouth, without any sound unusual.

(End of this chapter)