Strongest War Emperor

Chapter 198: Chapter 187: I’m Sure You Can’t Kill Me

Zeng Zuimo and the others tensed up, protectively surrounding Shen Lang as if facing a formidable foe.

They weren’t afraid of Drunken Thousand Cups, but they were afraid of a madman. freeweɓnøvel.com

If it were them, beaten like this by a junior in front of so many people, they too would go mad.

Against a madman, even if his cultivation was weaker, you still had to take every precaution.

Because no one knew what he might do!

The time from Shen Lang’s first punch to Drunken Thousand Cups being wretchedly beaten and smashed into a deep crater was incredibly short—not even three minutes.

But to everyone watching, those three minutes felt like hours.

In those three minutes, they saw Shen Lang, who had always been considered trash, beat the Xuanwu Realm Second Heaven Drunken Thousand Cups to the point that he couldn’t even fight back!

At this moment, the so-called genius disciples of the various Noble Families of Celestial Phoenix City paled in comparison before Shen Lang.

However, this drama was clearly not over yet.

Just as Shen Lang inexplicably stopped attacking, withdrew the Bone Demon, and retreated to the platform, Drunken Thousand Cups erupted.

When a Xuanwu Realm Second Heaven powerhouse erupted, the small Shen Family would likely be unable to withstand his fury...

No matter how fast or bizarre Shen Lang’s techniques were, the crowd found it hard to believe he could actually withstand an attack from Drunken Thousand Cups.

Once a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse truly unleashed an attack, the power was devastatingly destructive!

And in fact, in those two minutes, Drunken Thousand Cups hadn’t even launched a single decent attack.

The few attempts he made were all dodged by Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, die!"

Drunken Thousand Cups’s figure shot straight out of the crater, his right fist clenched as he prepared to unleash a punch in Shen Lang’s direction.

Just then, a calm voice came from the entrance of the square behind Drunken Thousand Cups: "Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough?"

WHOOSH!

A wave of Sword Qi the size of a door panel cut through the air, slashing into Drunken Thousand Cups just as he was about to attack.

"AH!"

The pitiful Drunken Thousand Cups had only just emerged when a spray of blood erupted from his body, and he was once again smashed back into the original crater at an unprecedented speed!

BANG!

A loud boom echoed from the crater, followed by silence.

The Evil Wind Valley Iron Guard immediately split into two rows, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison, "We respectfully welcome the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall!"

When Shen Lang saw that fierce Sword Qi appear in the air, his gaze sharpened for a moment before returning to normal.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and like everyone else, he looked toward the entrance of the square.

A young man with long hair flowing to his shoulders, dressed in blue robes and carrying an Ancient Sword on his back, was seen walking slowly forward.

Within his calm eyes, two streams of Sword Qi swirled. An overwhelming pressure, vast as the sea, emanated from him, making it difficult for everyone in the square to breathe!

This young man seemed to have been born with a powerful aura, as if he was in control of everything at all times.

Though his build wasn’t particularly muscular, no one dared to underestimate him. He was like a sharp sword capable of piercing the Azure Vault; merely looking at him for a few moments made one’s eyes sting!

"You’re Shen Lang?" The young man’s gaze fell upon Shen Lang.

His imperious gaze suddenly softened, becoming elegant and refined, as if he were a different person entirely.

His current air was now somewhat similar to Chu Qingcheng’s.

Before Shen Lang could answer, Zeng Wuming, who stood in front of him, snorted coldly. "Well, well, if it isn’t Ling Chen, the Hall Master of Evil Wind Valley’s Punishment Hall. What a grand entrance! Don’t you even greet an old acquaintance when you see one?"

Ling Chen gave a wry smile, nodded in acknowledgment, and said, "You’re as playful as ever, Wuming. It’s not that I didn’t want to say hello, but I was eager to investigate the matter of the Young Valley Master. My apologies for the offense. I will certainly make amends to you all later."

"As if we care!" Zeng Wuming rolled her eyes and turned her head away.

The other four all shot Ling Chen a sidelong glance before looking away.

Their gazes held a mix of tension, wariness, and defiance.

Ling Chen stood at the bottom of the steps and walked no further, simply sizing up Shen Lang from head to toe.

"To be at the Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven and beat Drunken Thousand Cups of the Xuanwu Realm Second Heaven so badly he couldn’t fight back... If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it to be true. Young friend, your talent is astonishing. I am thoroughly impressed."

As Ling Chen spoke, he actually offered a polite bow to Shen Lang.

The surrounding crowd immediately burst into an uproar.

A sixteen-year-old at the Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven was simply unheard of!

And for someone at the Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven to force a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse back step by step—that was even more impossible!

Moreover, everyone had seen clearly that Shen Lang hadn’t used a Spiritual Artifact at all, relying only on his two fists...

"Gods, that guy Shen Lang has actually reached the Spirit Martial Realm? He hid his strength so well!"

"Hmph, I suppose only a genius like him could earn the admiration of the Treasure Pavilion’s Master and Tayun Academy’s Dean. I get it now. No wonder so many people from different factions treat him like that..."

"Damn it, this feels like a dream. No matter how amazing someone at Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven is, there’s no way they could beat a Xuanwu Realm powerhouse to this extent!"

"There’s an insurmountable gulf between the Spirit Martial Realm and the Xuanwu Realm, but everything that just happened..."

"Logically speaking, if Drunken Thousand Cups, with his Xuanwu Realm cultivation, took a punch head-on, he could have used his Protective Gang Qi to reflect the force and shatter all the bones in Shen Lang’s body. But instead, Drunken Thousand Cups was completely trapped in a passive, beaten state. Who knows how many punches he even took!"