Tianjie recalled his childhood. After his mother, who had taken care of him for six years, starved to death, the six-year-old him could only rummage through the endless trash for rotten food. However, in that barren world where even crops couldn't survive, no one would waste precious food. He didn't find anything.
Just as he was on the brink of starvation, a gigantic and ugly black-feathered vulture landed behind him. It spread its four-meter-long wings and opened its blackish-brown beak slightly. It let out a sharp cry filled with the desire to eat as its deep black eyes stared intently at the thin boy.
The vulture was waiting for its prey to die. It could smell the rotting scent from the boy's body. It was the scent of impending death, and to it, it meant delicious food.
Tianjie knew that the moment he closed his eyes, the vulture's beak would mercilessly tear through his flesh, dragging out his heavy organs as it 'tasted' his corpse bit by bit. He had seen such a scene before. There were too many corpses that had died of starvation while searching for food in this trash mountain. Naturally, there were many vultures that fed on corpses. There was only one now, but in a little while, there might be two, three, or even a group of vultures sharing his body.
The young Tianjie didn't dare to easily die when he imagined such a terrifying scene.
His survival instincts allowed him to miraculously hold on for a day and night despite being on the brink of death. He didn't dare close his eyes, much less stop breathing. The number of vultures awaiting his death increased as they landed in every corner of the trash mountain. Their dark cries sounded like a song of gratitude to God before they ate.
Tianjie, who didn't easily succumb to death, finally made the vultures lose their patience. The largest vulture, which seemed to be the leader, flew towards him. It suddenly opened its beak that spewed out a rotting stench and bit at his head.
At that instant, Tianjie felt the horror of Death's arrival.
His heart, which was filled with fear, was beating faster than it had ever been in his life. His stiff and numb body suddenly surged with an inconceivable power. The desire to survive, the fear of death, the hatred towards this world, the disdain towards a life that had to endure hunger and cold since birth, the unwillingness to accept the tragic fate of being torn apart and eaten by the ugly vultures … All these negative emotions seemed to turn into a wave of energy, giving birth to a kind of power that allowed the scrawny little boy to bravely raise his fist in resistance when faced with the huge beak that could swallow him whole.
That punch had smashed the vulture's leader to smithereens. At the age of six, Tianjie had awakened an extremely pure Transcendental bloodline while on the brink of death. He had instinctively used the Transcendental First Transformation.
The vulture failed to tear him apart and instead became his food. The vulture's stench was nauseating, but the starving Tianjie found it extremely delicious. He wolfed it down, not even sparing the innards.
That was the most filling meal Tianjie had ever had since he was born.
After the age of six, Tianjie's life took another extreme turn. With his pure bloodline and innate talent, he became the strongest genius in the history of the Transcendents. He climbed up step by step from the lowest rung of a trash mountain, going from being invincible among his peers to defeating Combat Generals who were a level higher than him. Finally, he became the king of that world.
At the moment he sat on the Iron Throne, Tianjie recalled his entire life. That weak vulture was the only enemy that made him feel the threat of death.
He sealed that laughable memory, never to think of it again.
.....
Until this moment.
Until the moment the bald man in the red cloak and yellow tights punched out.
Tianjie finally recalled the horror of being dominated by the vultures that day.
How long had it been since he felt the danger of impending death?
Ever since he awakened, this was the first time the Transcendent King smelled the scent of death. It was just like the year when he was surrounded by vultures in a garbage dump. That helpless feeling of having nowhere to run had appeared once again when One-Pun's fist came punching over.
Why?
How could a seemingly casual punch, which had not been charged up at all, be so terrifying?
Tianjie didn't have time to think because he knew that if he attempted to block the punch with his Transcendental Third Transformation, he would die. He would definitely die!
The seemingly soft fist had already smashed down. At that fleeting instant, Tianjie didn't dare hold back. He was horrified, and his survival instincts made him struggle desperately.
Transcendental Fourth Transformation!
Transcendental Fifth Transformation!
Before he could raise his form to the Transcendental Seventh Transformation, One-Pun's fist had already arrived. Tianjie had no choice but to use the Transcendental Fifth Transformation to withstand the punch. When the fist struck his raised arms, the air distorted, revealing the Transcendent King's once unruly and unruly face.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion seemed to overturn the world. Like a nuclear explosion, the collapsing air transformed into a blinding aurora. Following that, a sound wave spread out, forming a hurricane that swept up buildings. Rocks crumbled as rubble filled the sky, forming a grayish-brown mushroom cloud. The ground quaked, and even cities five kilometers away could feel the intense tremors. The horrified people even thought that an earthquake was coming.
It took a long time for the sand and dust to slowly disperse. The original dilapidated walls, rubble, and debris were all gone. Within a radius of ten thousand meters, there was only a deep pit that stretched as far as the eye could see, and the giant tree that rose from the ground. However, the giant tree's exposed roots and bark were scratched, and it was obvious that it had suffered a lot of impact.
In the crater, the bald caped Superman, One-Pun, stood alone in the barren land. A hundred meters in front of him, a green head rolled like a rubber ball before stopping.
The Transcendent King from another world was only left with a head. His body had been pulverized by that punch.
One-Pun took a deep breath and planned on crushing the head completely, but he was powerless. After staggering a few steps, he collapsed to the ground.
This punch was a punch that he had used all his strength.
It looked simple and casual, but in fact, One-Pun had injected all his psionic power into this punch. Against Tianjie, an enemy that could be rated as a Beyond S Class calamity, One-Pun did not have any hopes of getting lucky. He used his opponent's "arrogance" to defeat him with a punch with all his might. This was the best opportunity One-Pun had to grab.
However, this punch was not One-Pun's strongest punch. As he had used God's Guardian to search for Shi Xiaobai, he had expended fifty percent of his psionic power. This also meant that this punch only had fifty percent of the strength of his strongest punch.
But even if it was only fifty percent, it was not something that Tianjie, who had only used the Transcendental Fifth Transformation, could withstand.
One-Pun had won.
"Nearly! You nearly killed This King!"
The rolling head that resembled a rubber ball suddenly let out a horrifying voice.
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