Chapter 940
Chapter 940: The Invincible Zheng Yang (3)
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Millman97
"What did you say?" Hearing those words, the combat masters behind Zhuo Qingfeng flew into a rage .
Even Wo Tianqiong, Shen Pingchao, and Wu Ran were stunned by the sight before them .
For the powerful combat masters to be easily defeated by an individual and even mocked that their reputation preceded them . Everything was happening right before their eyes; however, they couldn't help but wonder if they were in a dream .
With a hand on his spear and the other behind his back, Zheng Yang remarked impassively, "I've always wanted to know how powerful combat masters are . It seems like this is all there is after all!"
Honestly speaking, after all he had heard about the combat masters, he was indeed a little disappointed with what he was seeing .
"What arrogant words!"
Seeing a fellow who had come out of nowhere criticizing them arrogantly, Wu Xu bellowed furiously and stepped forward . "Do you dare fight me in a battle?"
Wu Xu had already reached Half-Saint . Even though he was only at primary stage, his cultivation felt irrepressible like a relentless river . An ordinary Half-Saint pinnacle would be no match for him at all .
"Is there any reason I wouldn't fight you in a battle?" Gazing at the other party provocatively, Zheng Yang raised his spear skillfully .
"Good . I will suppress my cultivation and fight you then!" Wu Xu said as he flicked his wrist and took out a sword .
Over the past three months, not only had he achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation, his comprehension of swordsmanship had also deepened significantly . The current him was significantly stronger than back when he met Zhang Xuan at the valley .
"There's no need for that . A Half-Saint primary stage cultivator, it will just take me a single spear!" Chuckling softly, Zheng Yang leaped forward powerfully, bringing him before Wu XU in a single step . The spear in his hands burst forth with might reminiscent of a powerful dragon .
"You are courting death!" Seeing that the other party actually dared launch such a simple attack that was devoid of complexity and technique against him and intended to go head-to-head against him, Wu Xu's face turned livid .
No matter what, he was a Half-Saint combat master, an invincible existence among his peers . It would be difficult for a cultivator whose cultivation was lower than him to defeat him even when exploiting despicable tricks, and yet, the other party actually intended to face him head-on? That was no different from courting death!
Harrumphing coldly, Wu Xu's sword flew forth to strike the other party's spear, his movements also devoid of complexity and technique .
At the same time, he also pumped his zhenqi through his body at an incredible speed reminiscent of river water gushing out of a hole in a dam, augmenting the strength of his stab .
Since the other party intended to face him head on, he would use his superior strength as a combat master to make the other party understand how laughable his action was .
Peng!
The sword came into contact with the spear .
Wu Xu was thinking that the other party would surely be unable to withstand his overwhelming zhenqi and fall in defeat instantaneously, but in the moment that both weapons collided, he felt a might superior to even his own rushing at him like an overwhelming torrent .
It was as if the other party's offense was a tsunami, devouring the river of zhenqi in his body in an instant .
Deng deng deng deng!
Overpowered, Wu Xu was forced to retreat eight steps consecutively . Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his eyes revealed his disbelief toward the situation he was facing .
That fellow's strength is actually stronger than that of Wu Xu, who is a cultivation realm higher than him? How in the world did that fellow cultivate?
Seeing such a sight, Zhuo Qingfeng and the others who were spectating the duel by the side were shocked .
Combat masters were representative of the strongest fighting force in terms of physical strength and zhenqi in their respective cultivation realm… Yet, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man had actually managed to knock back Wu Xu when his cultivation was beneath the latter; this was too frightening!
"Continue!" After knocking Wu Xu back, Zheng Yang roared grandly as he charged forward once more .
At the same time, his spear shot forth and sealed everywhere Wu Xu could possibly evade to precisely .
What swift and profound spearmanship that is… Zhuo Qingfeng narrowed his eyes in astonishment .
Possessing great strength granted one an advantage, but if one was unable to utilize it skillfully, one would still be unable to pose a threat to one's enemy . This was similar to the duels between the candidates from Hongyuan and the combat masters earlier in the day; none of the candidates from Hongyuan possessed strength greater than their opponent, but they had still been able to subdue the combat masters they were facing with ease .
Even if one's strength was inferior to one's opponent, one could still make up for it with skill, searching for the opponent's weaknesses and exploiting them to achieve victory .
As such, while Zhuo Qingfeng was astounded by the brute strength displayed by the young man before him, he had still thought that Wu Xu would still stand a good chance . However, he had never expected for the young man to possess exceptional combat sense and precise control over his movements as well .
That spear that burst forth was clearly a maneuver exploiting the flaws in Wu Xu's moves . It was aiming to seal the space around Wu Xu completely so that the latter would be swept into a momentum that would prevent him from executing any powerful battle techniques .
Incredible strength and a profound comprehension of combat… Just where did this fellow come from?
Wasn't he way too terrifying?
Peng peng peng peng!
While Zhuo Qingfeng was still deep in thought, Wu Xu was already pushed into a corner . After retreating several steps, he finally reached his limits . His sword flew from his hand, flying several rounds in the air before stabbing into the ground a dozen meter away .
On the other hand, he faltered to the ground with the opponent's spear pressed against his neck . It was a chilling sensation, which penetrated down to his bone, and he felt as if a hole would be made through his neck at any moment .
"I have lost…" Wu Xu's body stiffened .
He had never thought that after achieving a breakthrough to Half-Saint, he would still be defeated by a Chrysalis realm primary stage young man so easily .
"You are formidable . Why don't I become your next opponent?" Seeing that his friend had been defeated so utterly, Lu Cheng couldn't help but step forward and challenge the young man .
"Lu Cheng, you aren't a match for him . " Zhuo Qingfeng placed a hand before Lu Cheng and shook his head
With his eye of discernment, he was able to sense vividly how fearsome the young man before him was .
Zhenqi, strength, speed, battle technique, combat sense… It was as if the young man before him was infallible; there was no apparent flaw that one could exploit against him!
Lu Cheng had achieved a breakthrough to Half-Saint rather early on, and he was also the strongest combat master in the group he led . However, it was still clear as the day to him that Lu Cheng was no match for the other party .
"Leader…" Lu Cheng turned to look at Zhuo Qingfeng anxiously .
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