"Who are you?"
Zhao Heng was the first to ask.
The young man smiled as if he was easy to talk to. "My surname is Zhang."
But as he spoke, he had already arrived in front of Zhao Heng and the others.
"Surname Zhang?" Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed. "I heard that there's someone surnamed Zhang in Chang 'an …"
Zhang Dongyun nodded. "That should be me."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, clenched his fingers into a fist, and punched directly at Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng realized that the other party didn't have good intentions and raised his guard.
But Zhang Dongyun's fist was faster than he imagined.
Zhao Heng had just unsheathed his saber when a burning fist was already in front of him.
Fortunately, a beam of light suddenly lit up beside him.
It was a dazzling electric light that seemed to be able to dim the day.
The electric light came from a long spear.
The long spear was held in a strong hand.
The owner of the hand was Song Xuan of the Northwest Great Qian Dynasty royal family.
Although he was a man of few words, his cultivation was extremely strong and he was even more alert than Zhao Heng.
Before Zhang Dongyun finished speaking, Song Xuan had already made the first move and stabbed his spear at Zhang Dongyun.
His Great Qian Dynasty royal family's Thunder Tribulation Spear was as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder. In terms of speed, it was one of the best weapons in the entire Middle Continent.
The combination of the two was extremely dangerous. Before Zhao Heng could unsheathe his saber, he blocked Zhang Dongyun's fist first.
Even so, Song Xuan himself was still shocked.
He wanted to attack first and gain the upper hand.
Who would have thought that Zhang Dongyun's speed would be even faster than his?
Zhang Dongyun used his flesh and blood to meet the sharpest tip of the other party's spear head-on.
In the next moment, lightning and fire exploded at that point.
As the lightning surged, it was blasted into pieces.
Song Xuan's hand shook as he felt a huge force coming at him, shaking his spear so much that it was about to fly out of his hand.
He refused to let go of his weapon and endured the tremendous force from the spear shaft. Then, he spun around and flew backwards, trying his best to dissipate the force from Zhang Dongyun's fist.
The webbing between his thumb and index finger was completely torn apart.
At the same time, his entire body seemed to be on fire. His internal organs felt like they were on fire.
The blazing power continued to wreak havoc in his body.
When he landed, he directly stomped a seven to eight meter deep hole in the ground.
Song Xuan's entire body was flushed red, like a cooked shrimp.
When the others saw this, they were all shocked.
As a Tenth Realm Martial Monarch, Song Xuan was actually one of the strongest in the entire Central Plains.
At the very least, Zhao Heng and the others couldn't guarantee that they would win against him.
Yet, in the end, someone as powerful as Song Xuan was actually sent flying by that young man in a single exchange of blows?
Where did that young man come from?
Zhang Dongyun shook his head and laughed when he saw Song Xuan's expression. "You're just trying to save face."
If the other party had made a prompt decision and allowed the spear to leave his hand, he would not have suffered such heavy injuries.
From this point, it seemed that Song Xuan's judgment still needed to be improved …
Zhang Dongyun didn't pursue him.
There was another person who helped Zhao Heng with Song Xuan.
It was Lou Yu of the Southeast Dayin Dynasty.
Lou Yu didn't attack first like Song Xuan. Instead, she reacted the same way as Zhao Heng.
However, she was faster than Zhao Heng.
At the same time, she was faster than Song Xuan, so she could arrive at the same time as Song Xuan's spear.
As an Eleventh Realm martial artist, her God-Slaying Halberd wasn't inferior to Song Xuan's Thunder Calamity Spear in terms of speed.
Moreover, it was more violent and fierce than the other party.
When the powerful God-Slaying Halberd struck out, it seemed to have the power to split heaven and earth and kill gods and Buddhas.
However, Zhang Dongyun faced it head-on. It was also a matter of a single punch.
As if the sun was burning, the terrifying power in his fist exploded violently and collided with Lou Yu's God-Slaying Halberd.
In the end, under the shocked gazes of the remaining people, Zhang Dongyun still had the upper hand.
Although Lou Yu wasn't as flustered as Song Xuan, her God-Slaying Halberd, which was originally fierce, was lifted up high by Zhang Dongyun's punch.
She was also forced to take two steps back. At the same time, she felt her hands go numb.
Seeing this, Zhao Heng and the others felt their scalps go numb.
Was this young man surnamed Zhang really a First Realm Martial Emperor who had just started to fight for supremacy?
Although he was shocked, Zhao Heng didn't slow down. He unsheathed his saber and slashed at Zhang Dongyun.
In terms of speed, the Zhao Dynasty's Bright Barbarian Saber wasn't as fast as the Song Dynasty's Thunder Calamity Spear.
However, the power of the eruption of the Earth Fire wasn't any weaker than the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder. In fact, it was even more ferocious and powerful.
Zhang Dongyun knocked back Song Xuan and Lou Yu with two punches. Then, he stood still casually.
Not to mention moving, his body didn't even sway a bit.
His punches seemed leisurely, neither fast nor slow. However, in an instant, he defeated Song Xuan and Lou Yu consecutively. Then, he immediately threw a third punch and blocked Zhao Heng's Mingyi Saber.
Other than when he faced Lou Yu, where he punched his opponent's spear shaft, Zhang Dongyun faced Song Xuan and Zhao Heng head-on.
This time, Zhang Dongyun punched again and sent Zhao Heng flying along with his saber.
With Song Xuan as an example, Zhao Heng was more cautious this time. He didn't fight Zhang Dongyun head-on.
His treasured saber flew out of his hand.
Even so, Zhao Heng felt half of his body go numb.
After a short period of numbness, he felt an intense burning pain.
The scorching fist force was still wreaking havoc in his body.
The explosive force didn't just bring burning pain. It also felt like Zhao Heng's body was going to explode.
The blood vessels on half of his body twisted together. It was as if there was an angry dragon struggling under his skin, trying to rush out of his body.
Nine Peaks Academy's Shen Xingyuan's expression was solemn.
The pages of the literary talent scroll above his head kept flipping.
Then, the pages suddenly stopped flipping.
On this page of the scroll, ink suddenly condensed and gradually formed the figure of a person.
Zhang Dongyun looked over and saw that the figure looked more and more like him.
The figure on the paper finally stabilized. It was Zhang Dongyun's appearance.
Then, from the Literary Splendor Treasure Scroll, streams of mist scattered and condensed on Shen Xingyuan's body.
Seeing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat. "Emulate the worthy?"
Zhang Dongyun looked at it with a half-smile.
Nine Peaks Academy actually had two classic doctrines.
The first was the spring of literary inspiration.
If the students of Nine Peaks Academy exhausted their literary talent, they could be reborn out of thin air and quickly recover to their peak state.
Because of this reason, when the cultivators of the other sects of the Central Plains fought with the teachers and students of Nine Peaks Academy, they would avoid a battle of attrition.
Few people in the Central Plains could outlast them in attrition.
In addition to the spring of literary inspiration, Nine Peaks Academy actually had a second classic doctrine.
Emulate the worthy.
This classic doctrine could allow a cultivator to raise their cultivation level by one level in a short time when facing an opponent with a higher cultivation level than them.
It was because of this classic doctrine that Nine Peaks Academy could compete with the Sacred Evolution Mansion and the Zhao Dynasty and gain a firm foothold in the Zhao Dynasty's territory.
However, not every student of the Nine Peaks could practice the classic principle of following the example of a worthy person.
To be precise, the spring of literary inspiration was indeed Nine Peaks Academy's doctrine, but Emulate the worthy should be the Shen family's doctrine.
Only the disciples of the Shen family could cultivate this powerful and classic principle.
At this moment, Shen Xingyuan was using his Emulate the Worthy to reflect Zhang Dongyun.
Everyone suspected that Zhang Dongyun was hiding his cultivation level and strength. He didn't look like a beginner tenth level Martial Emperor.
However, after Shen Xingyuan reflected it, he found that his cultivation level didn't increase.
Emulate the worthy was a remarkable ability that would become stronger when facing a strong opponent.
It didn't work at all, which meant that the opponent's cultivation level wasn't higher than Shen Xingyuan's.
This … Is this Zhang guy really only at the tenth level?
While they were shocked, they suddenly heard Lou Yu of Dayin Dynasty shout, "Yan Emperor Fist! This is the Yan Emperor Fist! "
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked again.
The Yan Emperor Fist was the head of the Twelve Kings of Hell. It was the Evil Emperor's divine technique.
It could be said to be the top Yang and hot martial technique in the Central Plains.
In the distance, Zhao Heng, who had been sent flying by Zhang Dongyun and had half of his body burned, also realized this.
His Ming Yi Saber comprehended the power of earth fire, but it was no match for the Evil Emperor's Yan Emperor Fist.
However, Zhao Heng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
"Is he the Evil Emperor's disciple? Or … is he the reincarnation of the Evil Emperor? "Wang Yuanchun of Dafeng Dynasty was shocked.
Everyone around him felt a chill run down their spines.
Zhang Dongyun only smiled when he saw this. Then, he took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Wang Yuanchun.
Wang Yuanchun clenched his teeth and punched out at Zhang Dongyun's iron fist.
In Wang Yuanchun's vision, when Zhang Dongyun punched out, there seemed to be crimson red veins around his body that spread out in all directions.
This was his Dafeng Dynasty imperial family's secret technique, the Meridian Severing Imperial Fist.
Wang Yuanchun immediately punched out at these crimson red veins.
If he could successfully cut them off, he could break his opponent's martial technique.
The Dafeng Dynasty's Meridian Severing Imperial Fist was good at restraining all kinds of opponents. The more they fought, the easier it was to break it.
It looked simple, but it was actually extremely complicated. It was just that complexity was reduced to simplicity.
From the outside, it looked like one punch could break thousands of secret techniques.
To a certain extent, it was similar to Su Po's demonic sword in the past. It was just slightly inferior.
However, when Wang Yuanchun tried to use his own technique to cut off Zhang Dongyun's fist veins, he realized that he couldn't cut off those crimson red veins at all.
He was slightly shocked and wanted to change his move to block and dodge at the same time.
However, Wang Yuanchun had already lost the initiative due to the difference of one move.
Zhang Dongyun broke Wang Yuanchun's fist stance with one punch.
The burning Yan Emperor Fist didn't stop and continued to move forward.
Then, it smashed Wang Yuanchun's head!
Almost at the same time, another strange explosion sounded from afar.
After taking Zhang Dongyun's punch head-on, Song Xuan, who had been circulating his energy to resist, finally couldn't hold on any longer.
The explosive power tore his entire body into pieces, causing a bloody mist to erupt!
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