Chapter 45: Fist Dominating the World!
"...Your practical combat opponent is me."
Pausing for a moment, Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "The content of the test is for you to join hands and withstand my attacks for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. As long as one person can persist to the end, you will all pass."
Upon hearing this, Li Yusong, who was standing nearby, immediately frowned and hesitantly said: "Wuji, this is not very appropriate. Given your strength, let alone a group of children, even two or three Soul Emperors might not be able to withstand you for the duration of an incense stick."
Zhao Wuji glared at him and said: "The Dean is not here, so I call the shots in the academy. Besides, that kid Zhou Chen almost defeated you just now. If I do not regain some face, what dignity will we teachers have left to teach the students?"
"Alas, let it be."
Li Yusong sighed and then looked at Zhou Chen and the others. He said: "Vice Dean Zhao is a Level 76 Soul Saint. His nickname back then was the Immovable Bright King, and his Martial Soul is the Vigorous Vajra Bear, which is extremely strong in both defense and attack. You must be careful."
Hearing this, with the exception of Zhou Chen, the pupils of Tang San and the other three shrank almost simultaneously. A Level 76 Soul Saint?
A Soul Saint powerhouse was an existence capable of sweeping invincibly through an army of thousands!
"Wait, the Immovable Bright King?"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly exclaimed: "I remember now, he is the Immovable Bright King, Zhao Wuji. Ten years ago, Spirit Hall dispatched sixteen Soul Emperor level bishops to besiege him, yet he forcefully broke out. He was only a Soul Emperor back then, so wouldn't he be even more powerful now?"
Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Tang San and the others were instantly stunned. They all turned their gazes toward Zhou Chen, who had been resting with his eyes closed.
"You do not need to make a move. It is enough for you to just be cheerleaders on the sidelines for me."
Zhou Chen opened his eyes, which were as bright as stars, and glanced gently at Zhu Zhuqing. He then spoke indifferently to Tang San and the others.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong nodded and immediately retreated. Tang San and Xiao Wu retreated even more quickly to the edge of the field.
They were very clear about how strong Zhou Chen was, how great the momentum of his attacks was, and how wide the range of impact would be. If they did not stand far enough away, it would be very easy to be accidentally injured.
As for Zhou Chen, he had already turned his gaze toward Zhao Wuji and said indifferently: "Vice Dean Zhao, please."
"Haha, I also want to test just how strong a genius from a hidden clan truly is!"
Zhao Wuji laughed heartily, then looked at Tang San and the other four standing to the side. He said: "Do not think you can escape the test either; after I deal with this kid, I will deal with you."
After saying this, Zhao Wuji took out an incense stick from his person and lit it with a rub of his fingers. He then flicked his hand, unexpectedly embedding the fragile incense stick directly into the hard ground!
"Martial Soul, Possession!"
With a low roar, an incomparably cold aura surged from Zhao Wuji. His body suddenly expanded, his muscles swelling rapidly as his height increased by one meter, and a phantom of a golden giant bear appeared behind him!
At the same time, seven gorgeous Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—slowly rose from beneath his feet!
Obviously, Zhao Wuji was quite apprehensive about Zhou Chen's strength.
As for Zhou Chen, he also instantly transformed into a figure of golden light, and three brilliant golden Spirit Rings rose slowly.
"What kind of Spirit Ring is this?"
Upon seeing these three golden Spirit Rings, Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, and the others instantly felt that something was amiss. However, their knowledge was insufficient to recognize God-level Spirit Rings.
"Kid, I am making my move!"
Zhao Wuji leaped fiercely, arriving in front of Zhou Chen in almost a single step. He raised his huge bear palm as his second Spirit Ring lit up; infused with the power of the ring, his palm instantly turned golden and slapped fiercely toward Zhou Chen!
This was his Second Soul Skill—Vigorous Vajra Palm!
Feeling the violent wind from the palm, Zhou Chen naturally would not take it head-on. His third Spirit Ring shone slightly, and his entire body immediately transformed into a streak of golden light, dodging the palm in an instant to circle behind Zhao Wuji, where he threw a seemingly plain and ordinary punch!
"Imperial Extreme Heaven-Startling Fist!"
"Good move!!"
Facing this sudden punch from behind, Zhao Wuji reacted quickly. He let out a loud roar as spirit power burst forth from his entire body, and the first yellow Spirit Ring among the seven on his body instantly lit up!
First Soul Skill—Immovable Bright King Body!
"Boom!!"
Zhou Chen's golden fist collided with Zhao Wuji's golden protective shield, instantly emitting a terrifying tremor of clashing metal. A ring-shaped blast of air instantly burst outwards, forcing the spectators around them to retreat repeatedly.
However, this punch from Zhou Chen, which was enough to severely injure a Soul Emperor powerhouse, only made Zhao Wuji step back slightly. It did not even leave a fist mark.
This was the reason why Zhao Wuji was known as the Immovable Bright King!!
Although he was at the Soul Saint level, his defensive power exceeded that of most Soul Douluo, and even approached that of a Titled Douluo!
Having missed with one punch, Zhou Chen immediately executed the Vertical Golden Light and dodged away. Just as he dodged, Zhao Wuji's bear palm, which was like a cattail-leaf fan, fiercely swept past the position where he had just been standing!
"What Soul Skill is this? How is the speed so fast?"
Startled, a purple Thousand Year Spirit Ring on Zhao Wuji's body lit up again!
Instantly, this purple Spirit Ring flew out, unexpectedly catching up with the extremely fast Zhou Chen and directly looping around his body!
Seeing this, Li Yusong, who was watching the battle from afar, instantly smiled bitterly and said: "It is over. This is Zhao Wuji's Fourth Soul Skill—Positioning Tracking. Within one hundred meters, he can rely on the power of leaping to instantly close the distance with the locked target. No matter how fast you are, it is useless!!"
Sure enough, as soon as Li Yusong's voice fell, Zhao Wuji suddenly jumped up from the ground. He followed closely behind Zhou Chen almost like a shadow and caught up instantly!
"Damn it, did he plant a ward on me and teleport directly?"
Zhou Chen was dumbfounded. He could not shake this off at all and could only confront it head-on!
However, before Zhou Chen could stop, Zhao Wuji's loud roar came over again:
"Fifth Soul Skill—Gravity Squeeze!"
Instantly, Zhou Chen felt immense pressure coming from all directions at once, causing his speed to slow down instantly.
Seeing this, Zhou Chen stopped running and turned around directly to confront Zhao Wuji head-on!
"Vigorous Vajra Palm!"
"Imperial Extreme Heaven-Startling Fist!"
Fist and palm intersected. Zhou Chen, who had always been invincible, was unexpectedly blasted back dozens of steps. The web between the thumb and forefinger of one hand was shattered by the shock, flowing with bright red blood!
"Brother Chen!"
"Zhou Chen!"
"Admit defeat quickly, be careful of your body."
Cries of alarm rang out from not far away, and the expressions of Zhu Zhuqing and the others were filled with worry.
"How about it, kid? You still can't do it," Zhao Wuji laughed loudly.
Zhou Chen raised his sword-like eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth, and said indifferently: "You cannot say that. Both you and I still have the strength to fight again. Why don't we call it a draw to save our friendly relations?"
"Hmph, kid, you cannot even move one hand, yet you still have the face to call it a draw?"
Zhao Wuji snorted, pointed at the incense that had burned halfway not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Last through this stick of incense, then talk about a draw!"
After saying this, Zhao Wuji leaped up, looking like a fat meteorite smashing toward Zhou Chen!!
Seeing Zhao Wuji in mid-air, Zhou Chen sneered. A golden giant several meters tall suddenly appeared behind him!
This giant wore a jade crown with twelve tassels and was clad in apricot-yellow gilded imperial robes. Beside it, there were phantom images of mountains, rivers, plants, trees, the sun, the moon, and the stars!
"Since that is the case, then taste my self-created Soul Skill that I have researched for six years, Fist Dominating the World!"
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