Boom! Boom!
"What happened?" A middle-aged man walked out of the barracks and looked towards the source of the sound.
Another middle-aged man walked out of the barracks next door and said with a smile, "It should be a conflict between a group of juniors."
Ever since the Bloodshed Camp was established and there were people stationed in it, some conflicts would occur from time to time. They were already used to it.
After all, those who were able to enter the Bloodshed Camp either came from a relatively powerful force or possessed outstanding innate talent. All of them had their own pride and no one was willing to submit to another. Moreover, many of them had their own conflicts with each other. When they encountered each other here, it was inevitable that conflicts would erupt.
In short, as long as it did not affect their usual training and there were no injuries or deaths, it was fine.
"Let's go and see who is fighting." As soon as the voice fell, one of the middle-aged men took a step forward. His body was extremely fast like a gale. The other middle-aged man's shoulder shook slightly and he disappeared from the spot, catching up with the other party in an instant.
On the empty ground, two figures flew past at an astonishing speed and collided with each other continuously.
One was Fang Xingchen and the other was Jiang Gushan.
Regardless of whether it was Fang Xingchen or Jiang Gushan, the martial arts they cultivated were fist and leg martial arts. They did not use any spiritual weapons and only relied on their hands and legs to fight.
Fang Xingchen's palms were extremely powerful, tyrannical, majestic, and vast. Jiang Gushan's fists were similar, but Fang Xingchen's tyranny was a suppression that seemed to come from the heavens. Each of his palms were like starlight striking down, stars falling, and the earth sinking.
As for Jiang Gushan's fists, it was a kind of dominance that stood above the earth. It was as if the entire world belonged to the king. Wherever his fists landed, it was the bombardment of the king's power, shattering the heavens and shattering the stars.
It was a completely different kind of dominance. The palms and fists collided again and again. Incomparably shocking momentum surged, and the frightening aftershock of the power wreaked havoc in all directions.
"So strong!"
"Is this the true strength of a heaven's pride?"
"It's too shocking. Being in the same generation as them, I feel a lot of pressure."
Yu Zhengxiao swallowed a medicinal pill, and as the medicinal pill's effects dissipated, his injuries gradually healed. At this moment, he was staring at the two sides with a serious expression, feeling the pressure in his heart.
Previously, he thought that he had improved very quickly and had reached the Fourth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm. However, he did not expect Fang Xingchen to have reached the Late Sixth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm. The gap between them was two whole levels. This gap was just too big.
Regardless of whether it was Fang Xingchen or Jiang Gushan, both of them had comprehended the Force of the Heavens and Earth to the second level. The number of True Intents they had grasped was also about the same, and the legacies they had obtained were all at the peak grade.
Almost everything was at the same level. The final outcome would depend on the performance of both of them.
After fighting for a while, it was hard to tell who was the victor.
His palms were like falling stars, and his fists were like heaven-defying boulders.
The rumbling was incomparably intense, shaking the surrounding people to the point that their faces were aghast, and their blood boiled.
"That's right. The strength of these two juniors has surpassed the average Extreme Sixth Level of the Human Realm. Even an average Extreme Seventh Level of the Human Realm would not be their match."
"One is a prodigy from the Tai Yuan Heaven Sect, and the other is a prodigy from the Canggu Sacred Ground." Two middle-aged men who had rushed over stood at the side and watched, chatting among themselves. However, their voices did not spread out, and only the two of them could hear them.
"Brother Lin, it seems like you have a successor." On the other side, a few young men stood. One of them was wearing a silver-white long robe, and he was smiling at another young man in a green robe.
"Junior Brother Fang is indeed very talented. In this aspect, I am not as good as him." The green robed young man said calmly, "With his current cultivation speed, he will definitely become a King-Ranked martial artist within ten years."
It turned out that these few young men were all King-Ranked martial artists from various major factions. The green robed young man was the number one esoteric disciple of the Tai Yuan Heaven Sect, Lin Churan. His strength had long reached the King-Ranked martial artist level, and he was very powerful.
Not all Extreme Ninth Level of the Human Realm martial artists could become King-Ranked martial artists. Most martial artists, after reaching the peak of the Extreme Ninth Level of the Human Realm, would attempt to break through to the Earthly Spirit Realm. If they succeeded, they would become an Earthly Spirit Realm martial artist. If they failed, they would be stuck at the Extreme Mortal Realm.
King-Ranked martial artist!
This was an honorific title, and it was also a symbol of strength. Only those who had excavated their own potential to the extreme in the Extreme Mortal Realm were qualified to be a King-Ranked martial artist.
Limit, beyond limit, the pinnacle of the Human Realm, and ordinary people could not reach it.
A King-Ranked martial artist who broke through to the Earthly Spirit Realm would usually be even more powerful, and their chances of becoming an Emperor would be greater.
After another collision, Fang Xingchen and Jiang Gushan both retreated.
"You are indeed not weak, but you are only on par with me." Jiang Gushan loosened his fists and placed his hands behind his back. He said calmly, "Compared to Senior Brother Nan Men, the difference is huge."
"Is that so?" Fang Xingchen's eyes narrowed, but he did not back down.
"Do you know what Senior Brother Nan Men's cultivation level is now?" Jiang Gushan saw that Fang Xingchen was still unwilling to admit defeat, so he laughed coldly and asked, "The current you, being able to block one punch from Senior Brother Nan Men is already not bad."
"Is that so?" The same two words, but with a different tone, revealed the anger in Fang Xingchen's heart.
The current him could not even block one punch from Nan Men Zhige?
Impossible, the difference was definitely not that big.
"Nan Men Zhige, come out." Fang Xingchen suddenly shouted, his voice reverberating. "Come and fight with me."
"Since you want to lose so badly, I will give you one."
When Fang Xingchen's voice fell, a somewhat lazy voice rang out at a moderate pace, entering everyone's ears.
"Senior Brother Nan Men."
"Senior Brother Nan Men has come out of seclusion."
The disciples of the Canggu Sacred Ground were all surprised, and they quickly turned to look in the direction of the voice.
They saw a tall figure approaching from afar like a flash of light. It seemed to be very fast, but they could see the figure clearly.
Under the open collar was a broad and fair chest, causing many girls to blush and their hearts to beat faster. They wanted to lean on it and feel the warmth.
In an instant, the Saint of the Canggu Sacred Ground, Nan Men Zhige, became everyone's focus.
Just as everyone's attention was on Nan Men Zhige, Fang Xingchen exploded with a powerful force. Amidst the intense and sharp roar, Fang Xingchen turned into a comet, streaking across the sky and creating a ravine on the ground. He fiercely charged towards Nan Men Zhige.
Seeing Fang Xingchen's full force attack, the laziness in Nan Men Zhige's eyes instantly disappeared. A bright light flashed across the sky like a meteor. Immediately, he raised his right arm, and powerful spiritual energy surged out from his body, turning into cyclones. As they spun at high speed, they brought about a shocking whistling sound. Like a gust of wind, they quickly gathered on his fist.
Boom!
A shocking aura rang out in the sky. It was invisible, but it made people feel a majestic pressure. It descended from the sky and gathered rapidly, as if the wind and clouds were gathering.
"The second level of the Force of Heaven and Earth is already close to the third level."
"This Saint Son Canggu is indeed not simple. He has actually mastered the second level of the Force of Heaven and Earth to this extent. If there are no accidents, he should be able to master the third level of the Force of Heaven and Earth within a year."
"Maybe not even a year."
The two middle-aged men of the Earth Spirit Realm spoke with confidence.
Nanmen Zhige, the Holy Son of Canggu, punched out with shocking momentum, as if it carried the will of the heavens.
This fist seemed to have the power of the heavens.
The instant Nanmen Zhige punched out, Fang Xingchen's countenance changed drastically, and he felt a chill run down his spine. Without any hesitation, his body, which was charging out at extreme speed, came to a sudden halt in midair. He quickly retracted his punch, and as his powers flowed back, they were channeled into his arms, crossing them before him like a shield.
It had to be said that Fang Xingchen's reaction speed was extremely fast.
Nan Men Zhige's fist followed up. It was extremely powerful and vivid, like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Boom!
It was as if the heavens and earth were collapsing. Astonishing ripples surged out from Nanmen Zhige's fists, which had struck Fang Xingchen's arms. The speed of the ripples was extremely fast, and they contained an extremely terrifying power, as if they had shattered everything in the surroundings.
The terrifying impact passed through his arms and hit Fang Xingchen's entire body.
The starlight on Fang Xingchen's body was extinguished one by one. Then, he flew backward like a meteor, only stopping when he was a few hundred meters away.
With a cry, Fang Xingchen couldn't take it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face quickly turned pale.
Everyone around him widened their eyes and opened their mouths wide.
"So powerful."
"One punch, he actually defeated Fang Xingchen with just one punch."
"Saint Son Canggu's strength is so terrifying."
After a moment of silence, all sorts of exclamations rang out. They were shocked by Saint Son Canggu's strength.
"Early-stage Seventh Tier Mortal Extreme Realm. When we were his age, we were far from him." A King-Ranked martial artist couldn't help but sigh softly.
"The Saint Son of the Canggu Sacred Ground is naturally the best of his generation." The King-Ranked martial artist of the Canggu Sacred Ground smiled with some pride. With Saint Son Canggu's talent, he would soon be able to enter the King-Ranked martial artist ranks and surpass him.
All sorts of exclamations lingered in everyone's hearts.
Strong!
Really strong!
Even these King-Ranked martial artists couldn't help but admit that if they were of the same generation as Saint Son Canggu, they wouldn't be his match at all.
"Senior Brother Nanmen is the strongest."
"That's right. Among those of the same generation, Senior Brother Nanmen is unparalleled."
Saint Son Canggu's disciples cheered. On the other hand, Nanmen Zhige returned to his lazy self. He stretched out his hand, and a wine gourd appeared out of nowhere. He opened it and gulped it down in big mouthfuls. He looked very carefree and unrestrained. Many young ladies' eyes lit up as they looked at Saint Son Canggu. They couldn't wait to devour him.
Outstanding women would often attract many men. Similarly, outstanding men would also be favored by many women.
However, Saint Son Canggu acted as if he didn't see these gazes. He didn't care at all.
Fang Xingchen stared at Saint Son Canggu, Nanmen Zhige. He still couldn't accept the fact that he had been defeated with one punch.
The gap between them was too big.
If he couldn't even withstand one punch from Nanmen Zhige, then what was the use of all the hard work and suffering he had endured all these years?
At that moment, Fang Xingchen seemed to have lost his soul. He stood there in a daze, and his eyes quickly dimmed. In his heart, he was fighting an intense battle. As for Saint Son Canggu, he didn't feel any joy at defeating Fang Xingchen with one punch. This was because Fang Xingchen had already lost to him. What Saint Son Canggu really cared about was the person who had defeated him back then.
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