Chapter 282 - 279: Three Punches Shatter the Demon Path Soul; This Captain Was Once a Good Man
Chapter 282: Chapter 279: Three Punches Shatter the Demon Path Soul; This Captain Was Once a Good Man
"This aura... This person is in the Armor Forging Realm!"
"This person is a Grandmaster!"
Watching the figure leap dozens of feet into the air, its presence erupting like a mountain, its aura as vast and boundless as a great river.
Zhou Shi’s eyes went wide, and he couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.
No wonder the Blood Coagulation Realm’s thorny defenses couldn’t stop him at all!
No wonder just two of them dared to come to Cold Rain City!
No wonder he could wipe out five outposts dedicated to forging fleshly bodies!
So a Martial Arts Grandmaster had come to Cold Rain City!
But none of that mattered anymore...
Looking at the figure in the air, Zhou Shi knew the Blood Palace’s operation in Cold Rain City—gathering disciples to create their Blood and Flesh Cast Armor Bodies—had utterly failed!
With a Grandmaster here, unless the Palace Master himself came...
"Brother He, Brother Chen!"
Knowing such thoughts were useless, Zhou Shi immediately let the Blood and Flesh Cast Armor Body envelop him. He shot up from the ground, stared at the figure above, and said through gritted teeth:
"This man is in the Grandmaster Realm! If we want to survive, our only choice is to play our trump cards and fight him to the death!"
From that murderous figure in the air, the eldest, He Chen, and the man with the goatee also sensed Wu Chen’s true power.
Hearing Zhou Shi’s trembling voice, the two of them swallowed hard and nodded.
"So be it! This ends when one of us is dead!"
It wasn’t that they wanted a fight to the death. But faced with an existence of his caliber, the three of them knew with certainty: only one side would be left standing.
BOOM!—
Understanding the gravity of the situation, the three men activated the sigils inside their bodies without hesitation.
A vast aura erupted from the three of them, and their cultivation realms began to climb.
However, the gap between the Leakless Realm and the Armor Forging Realm was simply too immense. Their auras surged just past the Initial Realm of Armor Forging before grinding to a halt, changing no further.
"Heh. Just strength boosted by some cheap trick."
"Today, I will show you what the *true* Armor Forging Realm looks like!"
"And what a *true* Grandmaster can do!"
Even as he felt the three Upper Envoys’ power surge into the Grandmaster Realm, Wu Chen’s expression remained impassive. He simply lowered his gaze to the panel before his eyes:
[Deep Red Host] Wu Chen
[Martial Arts Realm] Armor Forging Realm, Fourth Level
[Martial Arts & Cultivation Techniques] ’Pulse-Intercepting Dragon-Capture (Treasured)’, ’Peak-Shattering Steps (Treasured)’, ’Mountain-Breaking Saber (Treasured)’, ’Cold Qi Body Forging Skill (Treasured)’
’Blood Evil True Gang Qi (Perfection)’, ’Blood and Flesh Cast Armor Body (Perfection)’
’Blood Wind Palm (Perfection)’!
Before he entered the mountains, his Blood Wind Palm was only at the Minor Achievement stage. But after slaying those massive demonic beings and absorbing their pure Blood Qi, it had already reached the Perfection Realm.
Not only did his realm improve, reaching the fourth level of the Armor Forging Realm...
His Qi Power had also returned to its peak!
BOOM!—
Wu Chen’s enormous armored body leaped down from the air, landing in front of the man with the goatee, the most insidious of the three and the best at exploiting weaknesses.
The great spear in his hand crashed down with the force of a tsunami, aimed at the flesh-armored giant before him.
"..."
The man with the goatee never expected Wu Chen to target him first. A strange aura enveloped him, pinning him in place. He was trapped, unable to advance or retreat, and could not avoid taking the spear.
But then he remembered his own power had been boosted to the Initial Realm of Armor Forging. ’I’m half a Grandmaster now, after all.’ That thought gave him a spark of confidence.
Faced with the figure and his attack, which appeared before him in an instant, he raised his arms to block.
CRUNCH!—
He’d thought he could block the blow easily. To his utter shock, however, a single strike was all it took. His arms went limp and hung uselessly at his sides.
The great spear had shattered his arms!
Its momentum unchecked, the spear smashed through his arms and crashed down upon the man’s shoulder.
THUD!—
POP! POP! POP!—
The man with the goatee’s knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. A continuous series of popping sounds, like firecrackers, erupted from within his body.
The flesh armor around his body began to crack and crumble. He coughed up a great spray of blood mist and shredded flesh.
A truly gruesome sight!
’How is this possible...’
He lowered his head, staring in disbelief at the shattered flesh armor on his arms.
’I distinctly remember our fight in the mountains. The three of us were evenly matched with this bastard.’
’How had this villain suddenly gotten so strong!’
’I couldn’t even block a single one of his moves?’
’And I’m at the Initial Realm of Armor Forging now!’
"..."
Wu Chen pulled back his spear. Deprived of its support, the massive flesh armor of the man with the goatee collapsed to the ground. As the armor dissolved, it revealed what was left: a mangled corpse, reduced to a pile of unrecognizable pulp.
Killing one of them in a single blow, Wu Chen felt a sense of satisfaction.
Back in the mountains, he’d had to fight all three of them while protecting Sun Yuting. Even for him, it had been a struggle.
’Now that I’m alone, I can kill as I please.’
On top of that, his realm had advanced to the Mid Stage of Armor Forging, and his stamina was at its peak. Everything was different now!
Having killed the man with the goatee, Wu Chen turned his gaze to the other side.
A figure there was already fleeing into the distance.
It was He Chen, the eldest of the three.
Seeing the man with the goatee killed in a single blow, he had lost all will to fight.
His only thought was to escape.
"Trying to run?"
Wu Chen snorted. He hefted the long spear in his hand and then hurled it with all his strength.
WHIIIIINE—
A piercing shriek tore through the air as the spear flew straight toward He Chen’s fleeing form.
He felt a terrifying aura bloom behind him, locking onto him completely.
He Chen twisted his body to dodge, but a sharp pain still blossomed in the center of his back.
He looked down at the spear tip protruding from his chest. He Chen wanted to speak, but it was as if the weapon had drained all the strength from his body. He couldn’t make a sound.
Then his vision went black, and he fell to the ground.
"You fool! Tossing away your only weapon? Die!"
Unlike He Chen, Zhou Shi was far more composed. Seeing his opponent throw the spear, he seized the opportunity and charged forward without hesitation.
As far as he was concerned, this was his chance to kill his foe.
A blood-red gleam emanated from the seven-foot-long saber as it swung toward Wu Chen’s head.
Wu Chen made no move to dodge or evade, simply raising his left arm slowly.
"Arrogant!"
Seeing the black-armored figure’s move, Zhou Shi frantically poured what little origin power he had left into his blade, hacking at the upraised arm.
He would sever the man’s arm and cleave through his body in one strike.
CLANG!
The blade landed on the surface of the black armor and stopped, letting out a sharp, clear ring.
Zhou Shi stared. The figure before him hadn’t even flinched!
Then he realized—the man had been fighting all the way from the mountains, yet his armor could still maintain such incredible hardness. Zhou Shi’s face paled in horror.
’Not only is it that hard, but it’s this durable too?’
’I finally get it. Our so-called Grandmaster Realms... they aren’t the same thing at all!’
His strike a failure, Zhou Shi quickly fell back, looking for another opening.
Seeing this, Wu Chen smiled faintly.
"I’ll send you on your way!"
As the words left his lips, his right fist, already clenched and poised to strike, shot out.
BAM!—
A Grandmaster’s attacks were simple and direct. The blow landed squarely on Zhou Shi’s chest without any obstruction.
He was sent flying backward, a mere afterimage in the air.
"COUGH! COUGH!"
Zhou Shi’s chest was caved in, but the blow wasn’t immediately fatal. A powerful, overwhelming energy spread from the impact point, making him dizzy as it pulverized his internal organs.
"Take a deep breath. Dizziness is normal."
Just as his vision cleared and he was about to get up, a black shadow slowly strode into his line of sight.
Then, two massive fists were raised high, slowly filling his entire field of vision.
BAM!
With a single punch, half of Zhou Shi’s flesh-armored head exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Under the powerful force churning from the fist, Zhou Shi finally collapsed. His entire Blood and Flesh Cast Armor Body cracked and disintegrated, revealing his true form beneath.
Seeing this, Wu Chen also dispelled his own flesh armor. He landed on the ground and bent over, pinning the old man down.
His right hand clenched into a fist and was raised once more.
Zhou Shi looked at the descending fist, knowing that after a few more punches, he would surely die.
Then, seeing his opponent dispel the armor, he knew the man wanted to interrogate him—to force some information out of him.
He shrieked:
"Don’t hit me! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!"
"To prevent you from telling lies..."
Wu Chen grinned. "We can talk after I’m done beating you!"