Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 608 - 609: Beating up the Elderly

Chapter 608: Chapter 609: Beating up the Elderly

"The heavens and the earth’s truth! The truth is invincible!"

In great fury, Zheng Luo’s spiritual power burst forth, a series of punches thrown continuously, bombarding with endless gusts of fist wind, relentlessly heading straight for Chu Fengmian’s direction.

"Die!"

Zheng Luo’s face twisted with savagery as he bellowed madly, determined to completely obliterate Chu Fengmian.

"Is this feeble attack also trying to teach me a lesson?"

Chu Fengmian smirked in disdain and, with a swift movement, charged forward.

The countless fist winds struck upon Chu Fengmian’s body, yet they only emitted sounds of metal clashing.

Within these endless fists winds, Chu Fengmian’s body had not a single scratch.

No attack seemed to affect Chu Fengmian in the slightest.

"What kind of body is this?"

Zheng Luo stared at Chu Fengmian, witnessing him unscathed amidst the multitude of fist winds, his face filled with disbelief as he staggered backward.

His strongest technique seemed incapable of inflicting even the slightest wound on Chu Fengmian.

"How is this possible? The Truth Divine Fist, even though Zheng Luo hasn’t mastered it fully, I wouldn’t dare to face it head-on, let alone withstand it with my body alone. What’s the deal with this kid’s body?"

"Such a terrifying body; this body is even stronger than Long Weiyang’s. I’ve heard he possesses dragon lineage, but surely not even dragons have such a fearsome body!"

Echoes of astonished cries arose, filled with incredulity.

Within the sacred region of Beimang, battles among the seed disciples always demanded the utmost effort to discern the victor.

After all, every seed disciple is a child of heaven, an exceptional talent, with each person holding countless trump cards.

Such cases where someone could triumph merely with their bodily strength were unheard of, never seen before.

Every gaze that turned toward Chu Fengmian in that moment saw him as if he were a monster.

"You’ve had your turn, now it’s mine!"

Chu Fengmian’s indifferent voice rose, as he moved again, instantly appearing in front of Zheng Luo.

"Lose!"

Chu Fengmian’s punch, ferociously unleashed.

Zheng Luo’s face turned deathly pale in an instant, panic flashing across his features. Countless spiritual powers condensed in front of him, turning into myriad barriers to resist Chu Fengmian’s strike.

However, the numerous barriers before him crumbled instantly under this single punch.

This punch was not a martial skill but merely concentrated bodily strength from Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian’s body had reached the pinnacle; his sheer physical power could match many high-tier Martial Artists of the life-and-death realm.

Against characters at the peak of Divine Power, Chu Fengmian could easily defeat them armed with nothing but his body.

In an instant, the barriers before him were shattered.

Zheng Luo felt an icy chill throughout his body, never anticipating that Chu Fengmian could possess such formidable strength.

This punch was a force he simply couldn’t resist.

"Since you dare to provoke me, I’ll use you to cement my reputation!"

Chu Fengmian took a step forward, and the force embodied in his punch directly struck Zheng Luo’s body.

Immediately, all the Spiritual Power that had gathered around Zheng Luo was completely obliterated, and his body fell from midair, landing on the ground. He couldn’t even struggle to rise.

He lay on the ground like a dead dog, screaming in agony.

A seed Disciple, a genius who had gained some enlightenment in the Sanctuary Halls, had now suffered such a miserable defeat.

"How terrifying his strength is, to defeat Zheng Luo with just his body, without Zheng Luo being able to withstand a single move! How is this possible!"

"Is this really a newcomer? One who has not sought enlightenment from the Sanctuary Halls? If he were to partake in their enlightenment and learn even a single move or inherit one of their legacies, how horrifying would that be?"

"Terrifying, I originally thought that this person was deliberately sent in by Lord Ye Tian, but now it seems impossible, it’s highly unlikely that even the Saints Faction would want to give him trouble."

"With such power, the assessment for becoming a seed Disciple is like child’s play to him, it’s impossible to give him any trouble."

"To think that the Beimang Sacred Domain has gained such a figure, this batch of newcomers is truly terrifying; not only is there a Han Yueli, but this Chu Fengmian is also formidable."

"Let’s go, we must tell Lord Ye Tian and Lu Hua from the Royal Faction about this. Both of them are pursuing Yue Li, and they will surely find this news extremely interesting!"

Seeing this, those around couldn’t help but retreat repeatedly.

Zheng Luo, has now been made an example of by Chu Fengmian.

These old-timers no longer dared to confront Chu Fengmian, and they retreated, spreading the news far and wide.

Chu Fengmian couldn’t be bothered with them; after all, having come to the Beimang Sacred Domain, he wouldn’t be cautious about anything anymore. What he wanted was to be defiant and domineering!

Chu Fengmian, with Bai Xuan, strode confidently into the Sanctuary Halls.

All along the way, countless seed Disciples, one by one, moved aside upon seeing Chu Fengmian as if beholding a fearsome deity, none daring to challenge him.

In the past at Beimang Academy, newcomers would circumvent the old-timers, retreating and fearing to provoke them.

Now the situation had reversed, countless old-timers would take detours upon seeing Chu Fengmian, fearing to provoke him.

This was indeed an extremely bizarre scene within the Beimang Sacred Domain.

"What incredible mastery of Martial Arts, how many martial skills, secret techniques, it must take to forge such a fearsome path!"

As Chu Fengmian stepped into the Sanctuary Halls, it was as if he had entered the world of Martial Arts at their pinnacle.

Looking around, lining both sides of the Sanctuary Halls, stood countless statues.

These statues, all immensely large and incredibly lifelike, at a glance seemed as real as living beings.

Upon these statues were profound Martial Arts, and with careful study, it was apparent that each statue intentionally preserved an array of Martial Arts.

From which one could glean various martial skills.

"Although my swordsmanship has integrated countless techniques from ten thousand years ago, I must not underestimate the swordsmanship created by the myriad of unparalleled geniuses that have emerged since then."

Chu Fengmian looked at one of the statues, that of a Martial Artist wielding a Spirit Sword.

This was also once a powerhouse of the Beimang Academy.

The swordsmanship on this statue was enough to catch Chu Fengmian’s eye—unseen ten thousand years before, it was clearly something he had come to understand now.

Chu Fengmian’s own swordsmanship, already a fusion of numerous styles from the Nine Domains, was at its peak.

The addition of these newly born sword techniques over ten thousand years could surely take Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship even further.