Abutong's fearsome trembling blood blades weren't just directed at Wang Chong, but the others behind him as well.
This was a battle habit of the Tongluo Tribe.
On the battlefield, the Tongluo Tribe didn't have the habit of holding back. As long as they could kill their opponent, they wouldn't mind using a sledgehammer.
In fact, it was the same for the internal duels of the Tongluo Tribe as well.
In a battle, no one would hold back. As the Tongluo Tribe's duels were completely different from sparring, there was a high chance of death in the internal duels of the Tongluo Tribe.
This move of Abutong's had dragged the others into it.
"Hehe, this move isn't enough to deal with me!"
Wang Chong looked at the countless blood blades that had sealed every inch of his movements, and he chuckled. In the next instant, without any hesitation, Wang Chong flicked his fingers, and sou! Every single one of his fingers was a hundred zhang in length.
With a flick of his ten fingers, hundreds of sword threads shot forth in the blink of an eye. Every single one of these sword threads accurately struck a tiny blood blade.
But upon coming into contact with Wang Chong's sword threads, those seemingly invincible blood blades shattered like fragile glass. With just a few flicks of his fingers, Wang Chong's sword threads were able to shatter all of the tiny and dangerous blood blades in the air.
This was the result of Wang Chong's hard work over this period of time!
Wang Chong had tempered his sword fingers and sword qi repeatedly, shrinking and strengthening them one after another... The final result was that Wang Chong was able to shoot more than a dozen sword threads with a single finger, and he could even control them as he pleased.
As powerful as Abutong's Tongluo Tribe secret art was, it wasn't even worth a mention before Wang Chong's Art of Life Massacre.
Hong long!
Almost at the same time that Wang Chong shattered all the blood blades, a pair of fists the size of bowls shattered the void and smashed down from the sky at lightning speed.
Even though Wang Chong managed to neutralize the thousands of Blood Blades, Abutong's ability to grasp the right timing was far superior to that of an ordinary cultivator. However, Abutong had also made use of this opportunity to force Wang Chong to face him head-on.
"As you wish!"
Wang Chong's laughter echoed in the air. This time, Wang Chong raised his fists and faced Abutong's mountainous fists head-on.
"Young master!"
At the back of the battlefield, Zhuang Zhengping, Xu Qi, and the others felt their hearts tighten and their lips go dry. No one had expected Wang Chong to choose not to dodge this time.
Wang Chong's cultivation was lower than Abutong's, but his movement technique was superior to Abutong's. Under such circumstances, dodging was the best course of action.
However, Wang Chong had chosen the most disadvantageous method.
Hong long!
In the next instant, before everyone's shocked gazes, Wang Chong's arms shook for a moment before blocking Abutong's steel fists.
Weng!
Abutong's face warped, and for the first time, shock surfaced in his eyes.
"This is impossible!"
Abutong stared at Wang Chong in shock. He knew that even a cultivator of the same cultivation realm wouldn't be a match for him, needless to say, an Origin Energy realm cultivator.
Yet, Wang Chong actually managed to block his attack.
"This … How could such a thing be possible?"
The rebound from Abutong's arms was incomparably powerful, and it didn't seem like something an Origin Energy realm cultivator should be capable of. Abutong was an experienced fighter, but he had never encountered such a situation before.
"This fellow … How can he possess such strength?!"
Behind Abutong, all of the Tongluo Tribe members were dumbfounded. They were even more shocked by this outcome than Abutong.
As the young general of the Tongluo Tribe, there was no doubt that Abutong was talented.
Yet, no one could have imagined that Wang Chong would be able to withstand Abutong's attack.
"How is this possible?"
Everyone muttered. All of a sudden, they felt a little panicked. Before this, none of them had considered the possibility that Abutong could lose.
But now, no one dared to say such a thing.
The development of the situation had exceeded their expectations.
"Hmph! Abutong, you are too arrogant. You can't possibly think that you are the strongest person in this training camp, right? "
Wang Chong held Abutong firmly with his fists as he stared at Abutong's horrified eyes. He wasn't surprised at all by the sight before him.
Abutong might have been shocked by the sight before him, but Wang Chong wasn't the least bit surprised by it. After mastering Might of the Barbaric God and summoning the Embodiment of the Barbaric God, his strength was more than sufficient to stand against a True Martial realm expert.
Even though Wang Chong was still lacking in terms of strength — after all, there was still a gap between Origin Energy realm and True Martial realm — it was more than enough for him to withstand Abutong's attack.
Peng!
With a burst of Stellar Energy, Wang Chong knocked Abutong away, and the two of them pulled apart.
"Abutong, you are almost done with your move. It's my turn now."
Wang Chong looked at Abutong with a confident smile on his lips. In this short but intense clash, Wang Chong had already gained a rough understanding of Abutong's fighting style, the power of his halo, and his speed and reaction.
Now, it was time for him to counterattack.
"Abutong, if you can withstand this move of mine, I'll admit that I'm not a match for you!"
Amidst Abutong's bewildered gaze, Wang Chong's expression remained unperturbed as he executed his strongest secret art. Perhaps, this was also the strongest secret art of an Origin Energy realm cultivator!
If he couldn't defeat Abutong with this move, then it would be impossible for him to defeat the other party.
"Eight Steps of the Furious Flood Dragon! — — "
Wang Chong took a step forward, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body, distorting the surrounding space.
Everyone only saw a flash before their eyes before they lost sight of Wang Chong.
"Not good!"
Abutong suddenly felt a strong sense of danger. This was the first time he had felt it in his fight with Wang Chong. Without the slightest hesitation, Abutong released another burst of zhenqi, and thousands upon thousands of tiny blood blades burst forth in all directions.
But Abutong's reaction was still too late!
Peng peng peng peng!
Eight deafening explosions echoed in the air. However, this time, it wasn't the fist imprints that appeared on the walls. Instead, all of the fist imprints were directed toward a single point, toward Abutong!
"Roar!"
The silhouette of eight furious serpents appeared in the air, and before anyone could react, a deafening roar sounded. The Stellar Energy around Abutong, along with the thousands upon thousands of dangerous blood blades, were instantly shattered by the eight powerful and violent zhenqi.
The immense force shattered the Stellar Energy around Abutong and smashed into his body. Abutong only had the time to cry out before he was smashed to the ground by Wang Chong's Eight Steps Furious Serpent.
"Not good!"
"Young general!"
"Hurry up and stop him!"
...
The faces of the Tongluo Tribe warped in horror. Without any hesitation, they immediately charged toward Wang Chong in an attempt to save Abutong.
"I'll kill anyone who dares to make a move!"
With a flash of light, Wang Chong suddenly leaped through the air and landed on Abutong's body. Holding him down with his left hand, he raised his right and sent a heavy punch toward Abutong.
"Wang Chong! How dare you! "
A ferocious glint flashed across Hu Jialuo's eyes. Just several zhang away from Wang Chong, he stopped for fear of harming Abutong. Other than the young general, he was the leader of the Tongluo Tribe.
To think that the battle between Abutong and Wang Chong would end in defeat. This was something that he had never expected. But no matter what, he had to snatch the young general back. He couldn't allow him to be harmed.
"Wang Chong, if the young general is harmed, you won't be able to bear the wrath of our Tongluo Tribe! — — "
Hu Jialuo's eyes blazed with fury as he made no attempt to conceal his threat.
Even though the Tongluo Tribe viewed dying in battle as an honor, they valued the lives of their tribesmen above all else. If Wang Chong dared to do anything, the thirty thousand Tongluo elites were more than enough to wipe out the Wang Clan and make them regret their actions.
"Hmph!"
Hearing Hu Jialuo's words, Wang Chong's eyes turned cold, and rage surged in his chest. He had long heard that the Tongluo Tribe liked to use their thirty thousand Tongluo Cavalry to threaten others.
Even the scions of the prestigious clans were no exception.
After all, the Tongluo Tribe was a Hu. In order to avoid trouble, most people chose to keep their distance. But to meet Wang Chong, they were courting death.
"Hmph! Are you trying to rebel? "
With a hand on Abutong's neck, Wang Chong abruptly lifted him up from the ground. The aura he emanated suddenly turned incomparably cold, and even Xu Qi, Nie Yan, and the others were taken aback.
"What do you think this place is? With just thirty thousand men, you dare to rebel? Don't forget, why did you surrender during Emperor Taizong's reign? If you dare to try thirty thousand Tongluo cavalry, as long as you don't have a transfer order and dare to leave the camp, I will kill all thirty thousand Tongluo cavalry, from top to bottom, from old to young. Spare no one! "
In his previous life, Wang Chong was the decisive Grand Marshal of the Central Plains. The number of people he had killed could even fill up a river.
The Tongluo Tribe had truly found the wrong person to threaten him.
"It has been eighty years since you submitted to the Tang Dynasty, and you Tongluo still haven't learned your lesson? As expected, barbarians are hard to change. Don't you want to rebel? I'll grant your wish! "
Chi! A cold gleam flashed, and a three-chi sword pierced through Abutong's left shoulder. Blood flowed freely from the wound.
"Bastard! Madman, you're a madman! "
Hu Jialuo's eyes were blazing with rage, and his eyes were red with rage. The Tongluo Tribe members behind him also had reddened eyes, and they looked as if they wanted to swallow Wang Chong alive.
No one had expected Wang Chong to actually dare to attack, but not a single person dared to act recklessly.
Everyone had been stunned by Wang Chong's attitude.
Although they wanted nothing more than to cleave Wang Chong in two, the attitude Wang Chong had shown, his actions, and his demeanor convinced them that he was truly capable of doing such a thing.
In Shangjing, all the scions of the great clans, scions of the great clans, and nobles would retreat upon encountering the Tongluo.
Putting aside everything else, Great General Abusi might not have many soldiers under his command, but he was an Imperial Great General on the same level as Fomonlința, Wang Zhongzhi, Zhang Shougui, Gao Xianzhi, and Geshu Han. He was deeply favored and trusted by the Holy Emperor!
Just this fact alone made him someone no one could provoke.
Moreover, the Chamberlain of Dependencies had repeatedly emphasized that one should accommodate the habits of the Hu. But this was completely useless against Wang Chong.
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