Free Web NovelChapter 135: Chapter 133: Who Do You Think You Are?
Under the crowd’s gaze, Zhaang Cang advanced on Zhaang Ye step by step. Everyone assumed that with his Martial Arts Fourth Layer Early Stage cultivation, Zhaang Ye would be intimidated into a panicked attack or forced to retreat from Zhaang Cang’s imposing aura.
But Zhaang Ye’s reaction was a disappointment.
Zhaang Ye was as calm as a stone. His body, limbs, and even his clothes were perfectly still. His gaze did not waver in the slightest; he seemed completely unaffected by the intimidating aura Zhaang Cang was deliberately projecting.
"Hmph!" Granny Mei, who had been watching from the sidelines, sneered. "He’s just putting on a brave face!"
Granny Mei might have sneered, but Zhaang Cang, the one at the center of the confrontation, felt a flicker of unease. He realized that Zhaang Ye was looking at him as if he were already dead. And though Zhaang Ye’s aura was only that of the Martial Arts Fourth Layer Early Stage, Zhaang Cang’s sharp instincts screamed of danger.
Zhaang Cang felt that he could no longer read Zhaang Ye. But having already issued the challenge, he couldn’t just turn tail and walk away. His eyes narrowed as he suddenly took the final step.
RUMBLE!
There was a trick to Zhaang Cang’s step. The moment his foot landed, a long-accumulated force slammed into the earth, making the ground tremble. The tremor was incredibly abrupt, intended to disrupt Zhaang Ye’s Heart Spirit. He planned to seize the moment of mental chaos to defeat Zhaang Ye in a single move.
WHOOSH! The instant his foot landed, Zhaang Cang’s body abruptly accelerated, shooting toward Zhaang Ye like an arrow. His palms transformed into a storm of shadows, ruthlessly striking at the vital points all over Zhaang Ye’s body.
Seeing Zhaang Cang unleash his full power, the four Inner Sect Disciples looked on with disdain. In their view, using his full strength against someone like Zhaang Ye—who had only just reached the Martial Arts Fourth Layer—was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Granny Mei, however, was ecstatic. Her eyes widened, eager to watch Zhaang Ye suffer a miserable, humiliating defeat. She had already decided that after he lost, she would march right up to him, mock him viciously, and crush his spirit completely.
While the spectators were lost in their own thoughts, Zhaang Cang’s Palm Force had already reached Zhaang Ye. The force howled like countless boulders hurtling toward him. It had to be said, Zhaang Cang was a cautious man, unleashing his full power from the very first move. But for all his caution, he had still gravely underestimated Zhaang Ye’s true strength.
Zhaang Ye’s hand shot up—and slashed down!
This slash was none other than his Self-Created Combat Skill, Reverse Flow Slash. Having advanced to the Martial Arts Fourth Layer, the technique’s power was greater and its edge even sharper. The instant Zhaang Ye’s palm moved, Zhaang Cang sensed immense danger. But before he could react, Zhaang Ye’s hand slashed down like a razor-sharp blade!
PFFT PFFT PFFT PFFT PFFT—
Zhaang Cang discovered to his horror that Zhaang Ye’s single palm strike had sliced through his layers of palm shadows and shattered his overlapping waves of force. The Palm Technique he prided himself on was like child’s play before this one slash. His own tyrannical True Qi was brutally cleaved apart by Zhaang Ye’s even sharper True Qi! freewёbnoνel.com
Zhaang Ye’s palm continued straight for his chest.
ROAR!
Terrified, Zhaang Cang let out a roar. He ignored the turmoil in his True Qi and desperately retracted his right hand, managing to place it just in front of Zhaang Ye’s incoming palm.
BANG!
An incredibly condensed burst of True Qi stabbed into Zhaang Cang’s palm, followed by a force as immense as a mountain. Zhaang Cang barely managed to dissipate the True Qi, but he was utterly helpless against the colossal power that followed. With the loud impact, his body was sent flying backward like a discarded stone. He crashed into a boulder with a heavy THUD, instantly spitting up a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, his eyes vacant.
The impact with the rock had left him completely dazed!
"Ah!"
The four Inner Sect Disciples were stunned. Granny Mei was also stunned. All five of them instinctively rubbed their eyes.
If it had been Zhaang Ye sent flying, all five of them would have considered it a matter of course. But the reality was the complete opposite: the one sent flying after a single move was Zhaang Cang!
How was this possible?!
Zhaang Cang was a master at the Martial Arts Fourth Layer Middle Stage, not far from reaching the Late Stage. How could an expert like that be defeated in a single move by someone who had only just reached the Fourth Layer?!
It was unbelievable!
The four Inner Sect Disciples and Granny Mei were in disbelief, but to Zhaang Ye, the outcome was perfectly logical. After he advanced to the Martial Arts Fourth Layer, his Reverse Flow Slash had become increasingly fluid and powerful. Even that formidable man in black could only dodge his Reverse Flow Slash, unable to counterattack. Zhaang Cang’s strength was decent, but he was a far cry from the man in black.
There was another reason for Zhaang Ye’s one-move victory. He had infused a trace of Dragon Elephant Power into his Reverse Flow Slash. In the face of the Dragon Elephant Power, no matter how high Zhaang Cang’s cultivation was, he was bound to be sent flying.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me? Step forward." Zhaang Ye’s gaze swept over the four Inner Sect Disciples.
The four Inner Sect Disciples exchanged a look. Finally, a youth with dark skin stepped forward and said in a heavy tone, "Zhaang Ye, I don’t know what kind of trick you just used to defeat Zhaang Cang. But in front of me, Zhaang Chengxing, whatever schemes you have are useless. You... are destined to fall by my hand."
