Chapter 1939 - Strength Begets Respect

Above the camp, upon a thick white cloud, Zhen Yuan, Xuanyuan Liekong, and Lu Baiming were sitting together, drinking tea, and chatting very leisurely.

Lu Baiming had deployed an extremely delicate formation array to cover up this white cloud, and no one could discover them.

“The three Tu brothers are always belligerent, and I don’t know if Zhang Ruochen could make them submit,” Xuanyuan Liekong said.

As fellow cultivators from the Wanxu Realm, it was without a doubt he knew the three Tu brothers best, including their character and strength.

“How powerful the Tu brothers are?” Zhen Yuan asked.

Xuanyuan Liekong said with a smile. “The three brothers had broken through to the Heaven’s Reach realm for not too long a time, and is miles away from reaching the pinnacle of the Heaven’s Reach realm. However, their individual strength is no lesser than the Blackflame General at his peak, perhaps stronger even. If they were to fight together, an ordinary Path’s Anterior powerhouse may not even be their match.”

Hearing that, Zhen Yuan and Lu Baiming were slightly surprised. The strength of the Tu brothers were much stronger than they had expected.

“That is to say, the three Tu brothers had reached the upper-middle level of Path’s Anterior realm. Are you two sure Zhang Ruochen can do anything to them?” Lu Baiming frowned slightly.

It was not wrong to test Zhang Ruochen’s strength, but the right opponent must be picked.

Zhen Yuan smiled and said. “Brother Lu, you don’t have to worry. Junior Brother Zhang is the Scion of Time and Space, with multiple techniques up his sleeves. Since he dared to answer the challenge, that means he must be confident. Let’s just observe it from here.”

Lu Baiming did not say anything else and cast his gaze onto the martial arts arena on the ground below. He was indeed looking forward to what sort of amazing performance Zhang Ruochen would put on display.

Zhang Ruochen walked slowly into the martial arts arena, and faced the three Tu brothers indifferently.

By now, battle was inevitable.

It was not a bad idea to get some warm up before fighting the Deathkin.

Immediately, one of the elites activated a formation array inside the arena, to avoid the spread of the combat damage.

“Zhang Ruochen, you should make the first move, lest you may not even have a chance later.” Tu Di said arrogantly.

Zhang Ruochen replied. “It’s better if you make the first move, let me see what techniques you lot have.”

“You are really arrogant. In that case, don’t blame us three for not giving you a chance. I can defeat you even without the help of my eldest and second brother. Take this! God-King Fist!” Tu Di sneered, his eyes contemptuous.

He immediately shove any pleasantries aside against Zhang Ruochen. The moment he struck, hundreds of thousands of precepts of the fist gathered upon his fist as the power of the land was mobilized. An extremely massive God King Phantom appeared behind him, it was extremely powerful as it releasing an unparalleled aura.

“The God-King’s Fist.One of Wanxu Realm’s most famous fist technique. It is said that once cultivated to its apex, it could transform into a divine power, and there is nothing it cannot defeat.

“Tu Ren’s God King’s Fist has already been cultivated to the level of Intermediate-level saint art, and its the most powerful Tongxuan level of the Intermediate-level saint arts. By truly mastering the essence of the God King’s Fist, the strength is not much different from any ordinary high-level saint arts.”

Feng Yan wore a worried look and was concerned about Zhang Ruochen.

In fact, when Tu Ren struck, Zhang Ruochen acted at the same time as a divine river appeared around him, endlessly twisting and turning.

The God King Fist was extremely powerful while the Luoshui Fist was relatively gentle instead. Zhang Ruochen intended to use gentleness to overcome brute force, and nullify Tu Ren’s attack.

Three hundred and seventy thousand precepts of the fist appeared, and a vigorous saint Qi continued to surge out of his acupoints.

By refining his physical body to the realm of Beneath a Supreme Saint, Zhang Ruochen’s 144 acupoints had been opened up large, and each of them were massive lakes of saint Qi, rendering his own power almost limitless.

While Tu Ren’s cultivation level may be two realms higher than him, but the precept of the fist he had cultivated was not much more than Zhang Ruochen’s, so he was not afraid to fight him with fist techniques.

“Nine-Fold Twist and Turns.”

The divine river surged, twisting and winding like a divine python as it coiled towards the God King Phantom.

BAAAMMM!!

The divine river swiftly collapsed, but it had also shaved away the power of the God King Fist little by little.

By the end of it, while there were still some force landing on Zhang Ruochen’s body, it was no longer capable of causing him any harm, not even able to make him take half a step back.

“Hmm?”

Seeing this, Tu Ren was obviously very surprised.

He was an elite of the Heaven’s Reach realm, and was also a Prince. Even if he had not used his full strength earlier, he was still using a Tongxuan-level saint art, and under normal conditions, a normal Heaven’s Reach elite would not be able to block it, but Zhang Ruochen had taken it as if it was nothing.

Above the clouds, a look of surprise appeared on Lu Baiming’s face. “Junior Brother Zhen, Junior Brother Zhang’s cultivation level had clearly reached the realm of Greater Precept-World, why did you say it was Lesser Precept-World?”

“A few days ago, Junior Brother Zhang’s cultivation level was indeed Lesser Precept-World. It seems like he had made some breakthroughs during his seclusion in the past few days.” Zhen Yuan too was somewhat surprised.

Taking only four days to break through a cultivation realm. If word got out, barely anyone would believe it.

“When he was still in the Lesser Precept-World realm, Zhang Ruochen could kill the Blackflame General with just a slash. Now that he had broken through to the realm of Greater Precept-World, his strength will inevitably increase exponentially. I believe the coming battle will be very exciting indeed.” Xuanyuan Liekong said with a laugh.

While he was positive about Zhang Ruochen, the three Tu brothers were no pushovers. If Zhang Ruochen wanted to defeat them, he must show his true strength.

“Again.”

Tu Ren’s eyes became sharper suddenly, as he punched again.

A massive surge of saint Qi and the power of the land, the God King Phantom suddenly became more corporeal, appeared even more majestic as if it was going to crush the space.

“The Passage of Divines and Revenants.”

Zhang Ruochen was calm, as he performed the eighteenth style of the Luoshui Fist.

When the fist technique was unleashed, two massive phantoms appeared, one bright one dark, appeared, stepping upon the divine river like a Divine and a Revenant walking side-by-side. The scene was strange and terrifying, and its power devastating.

BOOM!!

Both of Zhang Ruochen’s iron fists struck out, and the phantom of the Divine and the Revenant collided with the God King Phantom, and the precepts of heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic.

It was just that Tu Ren’s God King Fist was extremely powerful and crushed the phantoms of the Divine and the Revenant, seemingly unstoppable.

A cold light flashed past Zhang Ruochen’s eyes as the divine river roiled beneath his feet. He lifted both arms as they burned in raging flames, turning into two grand clouds of fire.

“Song of Broken Souls.”

The tenth technique of the Luoshui fist was unleashed, as the divine river flew into the sky, and flowed between the two fire clouds, forming a very bizarre scenery.

In the end, the God King Fist power was fully exhausted, and was completely blocked.

“Blades of Luoshui.”

Zhang Ruochen no longer wanted to be on the defensive, and immediately launched an attack.

With the 30th style of the Luoshui Fist, the divine river transformed into a giant sword, with a terrifying indestructible sword will inside it.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen mobilized nearly 70,000 thousand Precepts of Truth in his body and infused it into the giant sword, causing it to take form and its strength multiplied as it appeared unparalleledly sharp.

“Shatter.”

Tu Ren roared violently, and blasted out a simple and crude punch.

BAAAMMM!!

The giant sword started to crack, and then burst into pieces.

Although Tu Ren had managed to defeat the Blades of Luoshui, but he also suffered some shocks as his body took two involuntary steps backwards.

This time, he was actually at a disadvantage.

“Using the Precepts of Truth, your power can actually increase by eight folds.” Tu Ren was shocked.

Almost every major realms will send genius disciples to the Celestial Domain of Truth to study the Path of Truth.

It was just that the Path of Truth was an ancient path and was extremely complex. Forget about reaching a high level, even getting started itself was exceedingly difficult.

The vast majority of cultivators could only use the Precepts of Truth to unleash two times the attack power, which was not particularly meaningful.

Using the Path of Truth to unleash seven times the attack power was already enough to be well-known across the Celestial Domain of Truth, and many of the divine disciples of the Fane of Truth could not achieve that.

As for eight times the attack power, aside from the very few divine disciples of the Fane of Truth, there was almost no hope for anyone else to achieve that.

Also, under normal circumstances, activating the Path of Truth would require some preparation time and cannot be used at will.

And Zhang Ruochen not only used the Path of Truth to unleash eight times the attack power, but he had also used it very deftly, without needing too long a time to prepare.

All of this stemmed from him possessing twelve of ten thousandths of the Canon of Truth.

As the geniuses of the Wanxu Realm, the three Tu brothers had naturally also went to the Celestial Domain of Truth. Unfortunately, they were not particularly talented in Path of Truth. To them, the Path of Truth was pretty much pointless so they did not put much effort in understanding the Path of Truth.

“Why aren’t you lot joining hands yet? I don’t have that much time to waste.” Zhang Ruochen said.

“Strike together.”

Tu Tian said coldly.

“Whoosh.”

Their figures flickered, and the three Tu brothers took different positions, surrounding Zhang Ruochen in the middle.

All of them deployed the same fist mudra as countless saint path precepts appeared, attacking the power of heaven and earth.

The three had similiar power attributes and had combined perfectly, forming a massive and corporeal God King Phantom that stood very tall, seemingly capable of breaching the heavens, and crush mountains and rivers.

The God King Phantom exuded a terrifying pressure as if a real God King had descended upon the world with overwhelming power.

A laughter appeared on Zhang Ruochen’s eyes, and his murmured. “Divine aura? No matter how you imitate it, it is still a fake.”

His saint Qi revolved as it rapidly rushed into his left leg.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen’s left leg turned crimson as a hundred thousand dense precepts appeared as rings of scorching heat wave appeared at the sole of his foot and surged out in all directions, causing the entire arena to shake violently.

His previous refinement of the Sunleaf not only allowed Zhang Ruochen to refine his body until the realm of Beneath a Supreme Saint, all of the hundred thousand Precept of Gods in Yanshen’shen’s leg too were also fully refined. Now he could freely used Yanshen’shen’s leg as he willed it. The higher his cultivation level was, the stronger the power he could unleash.

“This aura…”

Feeling the terrifying power emanating from Zhang Ruochen, the three brothers’ expression changed dramatically.

Impacted by the divine aura, the God King Phantom they had created showed vague signs of disintegration.

When a false god encounters a true god, it would unravel by itself.

“The Divine Treads Upon the Nine Heavens!”

Zhang Ruochen raised his left leg and fully activated the power of Yanshen’shen’s leg, and at the same time unleasheing an intermediate-level leg technique.

BOOOMMM!!!

With three continuous stomps, a devastating divine power rushed out, and the dimension was immediately shattered.

In an instant, the massive God King Phantom exploded as the vast power that was crushing at Zhang Ruochen was rendered into oblivion.

BAAAMMM!!!

The three Tu brothers were all hit by the scorching heat wave and were sent flying backwards. All of them slammed heavily onto the ground, with their flow of blood and Qi severely impacted. They were unable to muster any strength and had almost vomitted blood for their troubles.

With his hands on his back, Zhang Ruochen slowly landed at the center of the arena like an emperor descending upon the world with a downward gaze.

All three Tu brothers cast their gaze at Zhang Ruochen as if they were looking at a God of War. Their hearts were full of shock, and were unable to calm themselves down.

The three brothers were notoriously arrogant, and there were barely anyone in the Northern Region battlefield that would be treated with any regard by them.

They were supremely confident of their strength, and they were not afraid even if they were to faced a top-level Path’s Anterior elite.

But just now, they had just experienced a terrible defeat. Their combined attack could not even withstand a single attack from Zhang Ruochen, and that undoubtedly gave them a powerful sting of defeat.

They felt like Zhang Ruochen was their nemesis. Against Zhang Ruochen, they simply cannot fully unleash their powers.

What was more unacceptable to them was during the fight, Zhang Ruochen did not even use his most vaunted Path of Time and Path of Dimensions.

Also, they knew that Zhang Ruochen’s Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm Strike had also been cultivated to a high-level saint technique, and that was not used as well.

“As expected of Big Brother, his victory was so easy!” Xiang Chunan laughed out loud.

Feng Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Zhang Ruochen would be in for a tough fight.

It now appeared that his concerns were completely unnecessary.

It could only be said that he was now increasingly unable to see throuh his sworn brother as the trump cards the latter held was far beyond his wildest expectations.

“What did Zhang Ruochen do just now? Why was there such a powerful divine aura?” A look of surprise appeared on Xuanyuan Liekong’s face.

Although he also thought that Zhang Ruochen could defeat the three Tu brothers, but he did not expect Zhang Ruochen to win so handily. The battle had just ended in a blink of an eye.

Zhen Yuan smiled. “It seems like Junior Brother Zhang still have many secrets that we do not know. With him and Fairy Baihua working together, they will definitely give the Deathkin a very nasty surprise.”

“Let’s go. There’s nothing to see here any more. We should see to other preparations as well.” Lu Baiming took a sip of tea and then moved the white cloud beyond the camp.

Zhang Ruochen’s display of such power had undoubtedly gave him much more confidence in the assault of Xianji Mountain tomorrow morning.

At this moment, the inside and outside of the martial arts arena was extremely quiet, aside from Xiang Chunan who was cheering loudly, everyone who had witnessed the battle remianed silent.

The three Tu brothers all stood up and stepped forward towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

All of them had a complicated look in their eyes as they looked at each other. Then, the three of them lowered their proud heads and saluted Zhang Ruochen, saying. “We admit defeat. Greetings, commander.”

“Greetings, commander.”

Seeing the three Tu Brothers had already submitted, many of the cultivators who had witnessed the battle all realized what had happened and all saluted Zhang Ruochen.

In the world of cultivators, the strong were respected, and the strength Zhang Ruochen had put on display was worthy of their respect.

Zhang Ruochen looked around and felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

If he was not strong enough, there wouldn’t be a place for him, and everyone will only treat him as a mere joke.

Only by having enough strength that others will be in awe of you.

Dignity, status, authority, and everything were all built upon strength.