Free Web NovelChapter 97: Chapter 89: 1 vs. 5, Domineering and Arrogant
"Shen Lang, you’re too arrogant!" Shen Fengxiao roared. "Your true Cultivation can’t be that much stronger than mine. Your understanding of Momentum alone is nowhere near enough to fight all of us! In the world of Martial Arts, what matters is raw power! Momentum is just a supplement, something that exists only to achieve even greater strength! Don’t get carried away!"
As he spoke, he was the first to leap onto the platform, landing across from Shen Lang.
Then, he pointed to the several people below and said, "Shen Fengkuang, Shen Jianfeng, Shen Wubing, Shen Luofeng, Shen Jian! The five of you, come up here! Join me, and let’s see for ourselves just how powerful he is!"
All eyes immediately focused on a corner of the Martial Arts Arena. There, a scruffy Shen Jianfeng sat on the ground, holding a wine jar in one hand and drinking with great relish.
Seeming to notice everyone’s gaze, Shen Jianfeng laughed self-deprecatingly. "I’m only at the Qi Martial Realm Third Heaven. There are several people at the Qi Martial Realm Fourth Heaven below the stage. Why call for me instead of them? I have no interest, and I don’t feel like going up there to get beaten up."
"Bastard! Useless trash! Asking you to go up is an honor, Shen Jianfeng, and you don’t even dare to go?"
"What a disgrace. To think he’s that scared. He’s the Clan Leader’s son, and yet..."
"But it makes sense. He’s only at the Qi Martial Realm Third Heaven, and among this group, he’s only slightly older than Shen Lang. Why would Shen Fengxiao want him to go up?"
"I don’t know. There’s a rumor that Shen Jianfeng has Dual Martial Souls. No idea if it’s true, but if he does, even at the Qi Martial Realm Third Heaven, it would probably be normal for him to defeat a master at the Qi Martial Realm Fifth Heaven."
"No way, something like that exists? Why have we never heard about it? That guy really knows how to hide his strength..."
The surrounding crowd buzzed with discussion, but most of them looked at Shen Jianfeng with contempt.
Atop the high platform, Shen Haoxuan glanced at his eldest son, his eyes flickering a few times. It was unclear what he was thinking, but he unexpectedly chose to remain silent.
"Coward!" Shen Fengxiao snorted coldly.
Shen Jianfeng refused to get on the stage, but the other four leaped up without a word and surrounded Shen Lang.
In truth, Shen Fengxiao wanted to call up a few more people, but the stage simply wasn’t big enough. Any more, and they would probably just get in each other’s way.
The five on the stage now were considered the five strongest of the Shen Family’s younger generation. If even they, working together, couldn’t knock Shen Lang off the stage...
What was even more frustrating was that even if they did manage to knock Shen Lang off the stage, it wouldn’t be a joyous occasion worth celebrating.
Five of the most powerful disciples of the Shen Family’s generation ganging up to defeat a sixteen-year-old boy—no matter how you looked at it, it wasn’t exactly an honorable feat.
If they won this battle, they would only manage to save a bit of face.
If they lost, they would lose completely, with nothing left at all...
"Shen Lang, you will regret your actions!" Shen Fengxiao said savagely. "Wubing, Luo Feng, you two are responsible for tying him down. Fengkuang, Shen Jian, and I will be the main attackers! This isn’t like before. We must coordinate perfectly, go all out, and hold nothing back. We have to win this fight!"
"Right!" the other four responded in unison.
Shen Fengxiao grinned menacingly. "Since you’ve thrown away your weapon, we won’t take too much of an advantage. Today, we’ll use our bare fists to crush you and make you pay the price for what you’ve done!"
"Pfft!" Yin Kuang sneered from the crowd, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Five against one, and you have the nerve to say you won’t take ’too much’ of an advantage... I used to think the walls of the Purple Chu Imperial Capital were the thickest thing in the world. I never imagined the Shen Family’s skin could be even thicker. Sigh, I’ve truly been living in a well..."
Yin Kuang’s words immediately drew curses from the Shen Family disciples, but the scolding was quickly silenced by a few Elders.
Just then, Shen Lang spoke again. "No need to look at me like that. I’m not using a Spiritual Artifact because I want to enjoy the thrill of fist meeting flesh. Simply put, I just want to give you all a good, thorough beating. Are you all ready to be thrashed?"
"We’ll see who’s getting thrashed!" Shen Fengxiao snorted coldly as his aura began to climb wildly. A golden Spirit Light completely enveloped him. It turned out Shen Fengxiao cultivated a Metal Attribute Technique.
As for the two he had ordered to tie down Shen Lang, Shen Wubing used a Wood Attribute Technique, and a green Spirit Light swirled around his body.
Shen Luofeng cultivated an Earth Attribute Technique, and the Spirit Light outside his body was an earthy yellow.
As for the other two, Shen Fengkuang cultivated a fierce and tyrannical Fire Attribute Technique. Combined with his Dark Demon Bear Martial Soul, his Attack Power was likely no weaker than any of the other four.
And Shen Jian cultivated a Water Attribute Technique. Possessing a Sword Martial Soul, even with his bare hands, he could project Sword Qi, making his Attack Power terrifyingly high.
By sheer coincidence, these five represented all Five Elements!
If they coordinated well, they could unleash a power far greater than five ordinary people working together.
"Unstable Palm!"
"Ice Blade Storm!"
"Eight Desolates Divine Fist!"
On the stage, the auras of Shen Fengxiao and the other two attackers surged wildly. The powerful Martial Techniques in their hands finally brewed to their limits. With a thrust of their fists, three streams of incomparably ferocious Energy—gold, red, and blue—shot out in an instant.
Wherever these three violent streams of Energy passed, the hard stone slabs shattered one by one. Terrifying cracks spread from the center all the way to the edge of the square before finally stopping.
As these three attacked, the other two, Shen Luofeng and Shen Wubing, also launched their own moves.
However, what these two used were trapping Magic.
"Ten Thousand Wood Prison, trap him!" freёwebnovel.com
Countless deep green wooden stakes suddenly erupted from the ground, forming a Cage that surrounded Shen Lang. freewēbnoveℓ.com
"Profound Earth Binding, seal him!"
Amidst the flying debris on the platform, a cloud of dust rose to the sky, obscuring nearly the entire stage. Then, it rapidly shrank, converging on Shen Lang!
At that moment, a calm, cold snort echoed faintly from within the dust cloud. Immediately after, a flash of lightning flared, and a Giant Blade formed of electricity, like a Demon Saber, instantly sliced through the yellow dust.
It then collided with pinpoint accuracy against the three streams of Energy unleashed by Shen Fengxiao and his partners!
BOOM!
With almost no technique, just a collision of the purest power, an earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the entire Martial Arts Arena. Many of the Shen Family disciples with weaker Cultivation who were closest to the stage covered their ears in pain!
Immediately after, an even thicker cloud of dust spread out, radiating in all directions!
One move. Just a single, unadorned move...
Staring at the square, which was now damaged beyond recognition, the surrounding stands fell into a deathly silence.
Shen Fengxiao and the others had attacked with all their might, intending to defeat Shen Lang directly with their advantage in power. Many had assumed he would use a Body Technique to dodge or maneuver around the attack.
No one expected him to meet their three-pronged assault head-on!
"Switch! Wubing and Luo Feng, take the east and west sides! Fengkuang, guard the north! Shen Jian, to the south! Buy me twenty seconds!"
Shen Fengxiao clearly didn’t think a single move could defeat Shen Lang. Even though their combined attack had produced a burst of power that was unbelievable even to them, he had a gut feeling that the blow hadn’t significantly harmed Shen Lang.
"Right!"
The other four roared in unison. Their figures flickered, and they had already switched positions before the smoke cleared, preparing for the next round of attacks!
Shen Fengxiao shot backward, retreating to the eastern edge of the stage. He popped an Elixir Pill into his mouth and settled into a horse stance.
His hands flew up and down, forming several Dharma Seals. The golden Spirit Light radiating from his body grew brighter and more solid with each seal. If the people here hadn’t known who he was, they might have mistaken him for an eminent monk from the Buddhist Sect.
At this moment, the stage was shrouded in dust. In the center, only a few figures could be seen moving rapidly, making it impossible to tell who was who.
The people in the surrounding stands could only see that the edges of the stage were a complete mess, pockmarked with craters.
No one had expected the clash between Shen Lang and Shen Fengxiao’s group of three to cause such terrifying Destructive Power, damaging the stage to this extent. Gasps of shock echoed through the crowd.
"A Thunder Element Technique... He knows a Thunder Element Technique..." Shui Qingwu murmured to herself.
Xue Dangdang asked, confused, "So what if he knows a Thunder Element Technique? I already knew that. What’s so special about it..."
Zeng Zuimo’s chest heaved as she said, "The Attack Power of those three when they merge with their Martial Souls is still no match for us, but it’s still extraordinary. Xiaolang is facing three such powerful attacks all by himself... He’ll be okay, right...?"
"Don’t stay in one place! Be careful he doesn’t pick us off one by one!" Shen Fengkuang’s voice rang out from the dust-filled arena.
"There’s something strange about this kid! My Divine Thought can’t lock onto him at all! It’s like he vanished into thin air!" exclaimed Shen Wubing, who had been trying to bind Shen Lang with Magic again.
"What?!" The crowd in the surrounding stands was stunned.
Unable to be locked onto by Divine Thought—what did that mean?
For an ordinary Martial Artist, it was impossible to evade another’s Divine Thought lock unless there was a gap of two or three entire realms!
Just then, a figure suddenly closed in on Shen Fengxiao, causing a very obvious disturbance in the dust cloud.
"He’s trying to attack Fengxiao! Stop him!" someone roared.
"Senluo Vine Locks All Phenomena!"
From the ground of the still-dusty platform, more than ten thick vines immediately shot out, chasing after the dark figure.
"Crystal Barrier!"
Shen Luofeng shouted lightly and slammed a palm onto the ground. Instantly, an earthy yellow light flashed two meters in front of Shen Fengxiao, and a translucent wall, over half a meter thick, materialized, cutting Shen Fengxiao off from the attack.
Meanwhile, Shen Jian and Shen Fengkuang on the other two sides acted even faster, moving toward Shen Fengxiao while simultaneously launching ferocious attacks!
"Water Explosion Celestial Spirit Sword—One Sword to Level the Heavens!"
"Eight Desolates Divine Fist, Flames Arise! Burn the Eight Desolates, Settle Heaven and Earth! Shen Lang, where do you think you’re going!"
A Crystal Barrier blocked the path ahead, with Shen Luofeng watching menacingly. From behind, the Senluo Vines closed in. On the sides were an attack from a Swordsman who had turned his palm into a blade, and the exceptionally powerful Shen Fengkuang...
Unless Shen Lang had three heads and six arms, how could he possibly handle all these attacks?
The hearts of the people in the crowd were in their throats.
The Shen Family’s martial competitions were always one-on-one. No matter how skilled or spectacular they were, when had anyone ever seen a scene like this?
Regardless of who won or lost, this battle was destined to be the talk of all of Celestial Phoenix City!
At that moment, the dust finally began to settle. Everyone’s eyes widened in shock. Shen Lang was bent low like a cheetah, charging toward Shen Luofeng in front of him at a speed that left people speechless!
"Can you stop me?" a calm voice echoed lightly.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang had closed the distance on Shen Luofeng.
"We’ll have to see about that!" Shen Luofeng said coldly. He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and giant spikes erupted from the ground in front of him with a series of sharp hisses. The sight was horrifying.
SWOOSH!
Shen Lang, who was in mid-sprint, leaped into the air, instantly clearing the massive spikes. He raised his right leg high, which was wreathed in blinding electricity, and brought it down viciously on Shen Luofeng.
"Thunder Control Divine Technique—Wind Thunder Transformation: Five Thunders Bombardment!"
