The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1121 - Chapter 1121 Chapter 1120 Admitting Defeat in Three Moves

Chapter 1121: Chapter 1120: Admitting Defeat in Three Moves Chapter 1121: Chapter 1120: Admitting Defeat in Three Moves It was already quite impressive for someone to draw even in a fight with Chu Heng, one of the Pill Alliance’s Nine Guards. Even the strongest among the Hall Masters of the thirty-two halls couldn’t surpass this level.

But why must Fang Lin defeat this Chu Heng to secure his position as Hall Master? What is the reasoning behind this?

Many Pill Refiners looked up briefly, then bowed their heads deeply again. It seemed that all of this was being manipulated by Elder Tiangang, who didn’t want Fang Lin to secure the throne of Hall Master that easily.

“Chu Heng hasn’t truly shown his strength yet. Fang Lin can hold him off for now, but once Chu Heng really makes a move, Fang Lin definitely won’t be his match.”

“That’s right, Fang Lin is doomed to fail, no matter how much he struggles.”

“What’s the use of seventeen consecutive victories? If his martial arts abilities aren’t up to par, he can’t be a Hall Master.”

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Many high-ranking members of the Pill Alliance, standing on Elder Tiangang’s side, sneered repeatedly. In their eyes, Fang Lin would certainly not be a match for Chu Heng.

Elder Tiangang thought the same. Even though Fang Lin had just shown a very impressive strength, Chu Heng, as one of the Pill Alliance’s Nine Guards, possessed an extraordinary power. Among the thirty-two Hall Masters, few could defeat Chu Heng. Fang Lin was so young and had such profound accomplishments in alchemy. If his martial prowess were stronger than Chu Heng, that would be too outrageous, completely defying the natural order.

Even those high-ranking members of the Pill Alliance who supported Fang Lin and stood on Elder Tiankui’s side had little confidence in this battle.

“Your strength should be more than this,” Fang Lin said, gazing at Chu Heng.

Chu Heng’s expression was indifferent. “You indeed qualify for me to use my full strength. I hope you won’t blame me–all you can blame is your own lack of strength.”

A curve formed at the corner of Fang Lin’s mouth. “Within three moves, I’ll have you concede.”

Chu Heng’s face changed instantly, a trace of anger in his eyes.

“You’re too arrogant,” said Chu Heng.

It was not just Chu Heng but everyone present that was stunned by Fang Lin’s nearly arrogant words–making Chu Heng concede within three moves? How confident was that? Did he not take Chu Heng seriously at all?

High above in the sky, Elder Tiangang huffed lightly, “At such a young age, yet so ignorant of depth. Even if one is a genius, lack of tempering prevents them from becoming a great figure.”

Elder Tiankui spoke disdainfully, “This is called confidence. Should he be like your disciples, with inadequate martial arts abilities and only mediocre achievements in alchemy?”

Elder Tiangang’s expression turned icy. “Fang Lin has spoken such audacious words. If he cannot do it, he will not only lose his own face but will also disgrace you, his master.”

Elder Tiankui sneered, “I believe in my disciple. Since he says so, he surely can do it.”

Elder Tiangang shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with cold detachment. In his view, the idea of making Chu Heng concede within three moves was simply farcical and utterly impossible.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Lin made his move.

In an instant, the power of his blood qi, along with the Power of the Demon Bone from the Kylin, burst forth as Fang Lin executed the Kylin Fist. A Kylin Phantom appeared, roaring and circling around Fang Lin.

This punch contained all of Fang Lin’s strength, with almost no reserve apart from the Sacred Qi.

Before the punch reached him, its terrifying pressure seemed to twist the space itself, and the violent winds of the punch roared, imposing an extremely fearsome pressure on Chu Heng.

At this moment, Chu Heng’s face lost all traces of ease, becoming utterly solemn.

Sea Fixing Fist!

Chu Heng also executed his powerful move, his Inner Strength surged out like tidal waves, and for a time the sound of surging waves filled the air, as countless punches wrapped in these tides of Inner Strength swept ferociously towards Fang Lin.

Boom boom boom!!!

A deafening roar erupted as the Kylin Fist shattered the waves, and in an instant, it crushed the many punches hidden among the waves without losing any of its power, charging straight at Chu Heng.

Chu Heng’s face changed again as he cast his hand seals.

“Sea Breaking Finger!

The finger radiance whistled out, bringing with it a momentum that seemed to tear the sky and split the sea, fiercely colliding with the Kylin Fist, and producing the most intense conflict.

This time, the Kylin Fist was finally blocked.

The imprint of the fist grew dim, but Chu Heng’s finger had also exhausted all its strength.

Fang Lin had thrown only one punch, but Chu Heng had deployed two moves in succession just to block Fang Lin’s single punch, which shows how astonishing the power of that punch was.

Chu Heng breathed a little rapidly, the sheer power of Fang Lin’s previous punch was too strong, it took him two consecutive moves to defend against it, which was somewhat hard to accept.

“Watch closely, this was only the first move. Perhaps by the second one, you won’t be able to catch it,” Fang Lin said with a smile, as the Kylin battle armor spread over his body, its ferocity on full display.

Seeing Fang Lin’s Kylin battle armor, Chu Heng was suddenly startled, recognizing it must be some extremely formidable Demon Bone.

But as a skilled fighter like Chu Heng, he naturally had a Demon Bone of his own.

Almost simultaneously, Chu Heng also activated the Demon Bone within his body, and a deep tiger’s roar emanated from within him.

Visible to the naked eye, Chu Heng’s body swelled up, filled with explosive power.

Upon seeing this, Fang Lin smirked coldly and, using all the Power of the Demon Bone, threw his fist down.

Bang!

Chu Heng, relying on the Power of the Demon Bone at that moment, was not afraid at all and chose to clash head-on with Fang Lin.

But this time, Chu Heng had underestimated Fang Lin’s strength and overestimated his own.

With a crack, Chu Heng’s arm bent at a strange angle, and he was sent flying backward with an air of confusion and horror across his face.

A single punch’s power had actually caused Chu Heng, who had summoned the power of his Demon Bone, to fly backward, and his arm bone was also shattered.

Fang Lin maintained his punching stance, with the Kylin battle armor flashing cold light, his indifferent eyes the only thing visible beneath the Kylin mask.

Around him, it was dead silent, no bird chirped, and one could hear a pin drop.

High above in the sky, the two Elders also had solemn expressions, especially Elder Tiangang, whose eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Cough cough~~

One cough after another rang out, as Chu Heng coughed up fresh blood, his complexion turning particularly pale, his expression filled with bitterness.

His right arm hung limply at his side, the bones clearly broken, waves of pain surged, seeming to tell Chu Heng that this was reality, not some illusion.

“Do you wish to continue?” Fang Lin’s voice rose, devoid of joy or sorrow, utterly emotionless, as if the shocking scene that had just unfolded had nothing to do with him.

Chu Heng gave a wry smile and stood up: “I lost, you’re stronger than me.”

After speaking, Chu Heng gave an apologetic cry to the two Elders in the sky and then promptly left the scene.

It was only after Chu Heng had gone that the crowd on the scene reacted, bursting into an uproar.

Chu Heng actually conceded defeat directly!

No one had expected that the competition would end this way–it was too unexpected.

Fang Lin looked up at Elder Tiangang: “Elder, does the junior now qualify for the position of Hall Master?”