Tian Tong was extremely frustrated, pacing back and forth on the stage for a long time, feeling dizzy and still unable to even touch his opponent. He was very anxious.
“Acquired Sixth Realm? Nothing more than this!”
The afterimages slowly merged, and Chen Zheng’s face wasn’t red, nor was he out of breath, making Tian Tong grit his teeth in hatred.
That was just a test to see where the gap between himself and the Acquired Sixth Realm lay.
After a round of sparring, he had fully grasped the power and techniques of the Acquired Sixth Realm.
“You trash, just because you Cultivate a movement technique, you think you’re amazing? Let me show you the true power of my Great Wind Fist.”
Tian Tong’s face was ferocious; he looked like a rampaging beast. The surrounding chatter died down, and within a hundred-meter radius, a deathly silence fell.
He brought his hands together, and the muscles on his arms bulged. The most formidable move of the Great Wind Fist, with power concentrated, was unleashed like a fierce gale passing through.
“Great Wind Returns!”
Tian Tong’s hair stood on end, and a fierce wind appeared around him, making Chen Zheng’s clothes flap loudly. He could no longer evade.
On the stage, Tian Tong’s afterimages were everywhere, then suddenly vanished as his fists came crashing down.
“Trash, die!”
With a furious roar, the terrifying hurricane messed up Chen Zheng’s topknot, his long hair falling over his shoulders, making him appear even more dashing.
His figure arrived in the blink of an eye, but strangely, this time Chen Zheng did not choose to evade, quietly waiting for this punch.
“Has this kid gone mad? He kept evading just now, but facing the Great Wind Returns, he’s actually standing still!”
Everyone couldn’t understand what trick Chen Zheng was playing. Over the years, countless Martial Artists had died under this punch.
Tian Tong’s body grew larger and larger in Chen Zheng’s pupils. The two were less than three meters apart.
“You can die now!”
Chen Zheng said five words blandly, without a hint of Qi fluctuation. He raised both fists, and as the Chaos Divine Sky Art circulated, terrifying immense power burst forth in all directions, enveloping the entire stage.
“What a terrifying Aura!”
Everyone was aghast and shocked.
The spectators were in a state of shock. How could Chen Zheng’s Aura be so strong? A surge of immense Divine Power burst forth from his body.
Tian Tong realized something was wrong, not knowing what was happening. He was at the center of the battlefield, the first to feel a terrifying power erupting from Chen Zheng’s body.
“Boom!”
Their bodies suddenly collided, sending up endless waves of Qi that surged outwards, forming a fierce wind that made it impossible for the spectators around the stage to open their eyes.
It was like a strong wind sweeping through; everywhere it passed, shattered stones flew, and several bluestones on the ground were shattered.
“Crack!”
A crisp cracking sound echoed above the stage, followed by a piercing scream.
“My hands…”
Tian Tong’s hands were gone, leaving only bones. The flesh and blood on them had turned to dust, shattered by the force of the punch.
The excruciating pain made everyone gasp. They couldn’t accept the scene before them.
The bones in his arms cracked inch by inch. A normal person would have fainted from the pain long ago, but Tian Tong was still gritting his teeth and holding on.
That punch just now felt like hitting a massive mountain. The feedback force easily shattered his flesh and blood, and his meridians ruptured.
With a Physical Body transformed by the Chaos Divine Sky Art and consuming the liquid from the mysterious small cauldron, Chen Zheng’s Physical Body was comparable to the Acquired Eighth Realm.
“Trash, die!”
He wouldn’t let up now that he had the advantage. Since it was a life-and-death battle, it would naturally be to the death.
He swore not to rest until Tian Tong was killed!
He kicked Tian Tong’s Dantian fiercely. Everything happened too fast; by the time Tian Yilin reacted, it was too late.
“Crack…”
Like an egg shattering, without his Dantian, Tian Tong would never be able to Cultivate to the Kai Mai Realm in this life, forever remaining a trash.
“Let you taste what it’s like to be trash!”
His body curled up like a bent shrimp after being kicked in the lower abdomen. He lay on the stage, unable to straighten his body, tears streaming down from the pain.
Aside from stark white bones, nothing remained of his hands. The bones in his arms were broken, unable to support his body, so he could only kneel before Chen Zheng like this.
This sudden scene caught everyone off guard. How could this happen?
Tian Tong lost, and he lost thoroughly, without any ability to resist, mercilessly destroyed by Chen Zheng.
Tian Yilin’s head was buzzing, and for a moment he didn’t know what to do. His brother had lost, his Dantian shattered, and his arms broken. From now on, he could only be a cripple.
“Impossible, how could he be so powerful? Why was he beaten black and blue by Tian Tong a few days ago?”
Only then did everyone come to their senses, looking at everything happening before them with disbelief. It defied logic; the trash had counterattacked.
He walked towards Tian Tong step by step, like the footsteps of death. With each step closer, Tian Tong’s heart would clench.
“Chen Zheng, stop right there! If you dare to kill my brother, I will cripple you!”
Tian Yilin shouted loudly, demanding Chen Zheng to stop. This was a life-and-death arena; once signed, no one was allowed to interfere.
The old man guarding the arena glanced at Tian Yilin. As long as he didn’t step onto the stage and spoke normally, he would be ignored.
Tian Yilin yelled from below the stage, while the surrounding spectators were in a daze. Tian Tong had lost.
Three days ago, the same stage, the same method, the same opponent.
Three days later, it was still the same place, the opponent unchanged, and even the battle situation was strikingly similar. Only, the situation was reversed; this time, Tian Tong was trampled underfoot.
“Crack…”
He stomped on Tian Tong’s chest, and the bone-cracking sound, making teeth ache, echoed in everyone’s ears.
The bones in Tian Tong’s chest cracked inch by inch, blood foam sprayed from his mouth, breathing less in than out, not far from death.
This scene shocked countless people. Chen Zheng’s cruel methods sent shivers down the spines of those who had mocked him earlier, like a cold wind blowing through their backbone, causing them to shiver involuntarily.
Tian Yilin was still screaming frantically, his voice hoarse, like a wild beast roaring in place.
In the distance!
A man and a woman appeared. The woman was tall and beautiful, wearing a tight cheongsam, attracting countless passersby to stop and watch.
“Little fellow, how interesting. Who exactly is behind you, making you so audacious as to dare harm Tian Jingyi’s son?”
Ai Linna’s eyes showed a hint of admiration, impressed by Chen Zheng’s courage and methods.
“He was still too hasty. After enduring for so many years, he should have endured for another month and become famous in the Autumn Hunt. Killing Tian Tong, Tian Jingyi will surely retaliate madly. I’m afraid he won’t live to see the Autumn Hunt!”
He Lan shook her head and sighed, believing Chen Zheng was too reckless. If he had endured for another month, obtaining the qualification to enter Xuanlin Garden would have been equivalent to obtaining a protective talisman.
Thousands of people silently watched Tian Tong slowly die, his chest caved in, crushed alive by Chen Zheng.
Tian Tong’s gaze, filled with unwillingness and regret, slowly closed, bidding a final farewell to this world.
Tian Jingyi was handling documents when his brow suddenly twitched, and his hand trembled, causing the teacup placed on the edge of the table to suddenly fall to the ground.
“Clang!”
The teacup shattered into pieces, tea splattering everywhere. He stood up with a whoosh, feeling as if a piece of his flesh had been dug out of his body.
“Tong’er…”
Immediately, he thought of his son, who was still in a duel with someone, a life-and-death duel.
Three days ago, Tian Tong could kill Chen Zheng. Three days later, it was just the same scene, playing out again.
Therefore, he hadn’t gone in person. It was just an ant, no matter how much it jumped around, it was still just an ant in the end.
At this moment, his confidence wavered. That insignificant ant made him spend seventy or eighty thousand gold coins, suffering a great loss.
After killing Tian Tong, a surge of resentment emanated from Chen Zheng’s body, dissipating into the air like smoke.
“My great revenge is avenged. It’s light, truly so light!”
Chen Zheng roared to the sky, never having felt so light before. The heavy stone pressing on his chest was finally lifted.
At this very moment, a wondrous scene occurred: a surging Aura burst forth from him, and his Realm suddenly Broke through.
Releasing the resentment in his heart, his inner knot untied, he Broke through to the Acquired Sixth Realm.