Chapter 302 - 200: How Is This Possible

Chapter 302: Chapter 200: How Is This Possible

Compared to him, the boy’s cultivation was pitifully weak.

’I could crush this kid with one hand!’

However, he didn’t make a move himself. Instead, he addressed the Innate Grandmaster beside him, "So this is the one who ate the Dragon Flesh. Seize him for me! Skin him, rip out his tendons, and feed him to Bai!"

"Yes!"

The Innate Grandmaster nodded respectfully, then immediately gripped his spear and charged at Fang Yue, his killing intent chilling.

Primordial Qi surged through his body, transforming into Gang Force that covered him from head to toe. His entire presence sharpened, like a drawn Treasure Sword.

The Silver Spear erupted with power, transforming into a torrent of light as it thrust toward Fang Yue.

SWOOSH!

The air seemed to tear where the Silver Spear pointed, letting out a sharp, whistling cry.

"Not bad! Now *this* is interesting!"

A smile touched the corners of Fang Yue’s mouth. This was the kind of scene he loved most. He threw a punch of his own.

BANG!

The two collided with an explosive sound. The Innate Grandmaster was instantly thrown back three steps, his chest heaving as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"How is that possible?"

His eyes widened, his face a mask of utter disbelief.

’In that exchange, Fang Yue’s strength wasn’t just his equal—it was even greater.’

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’And most importantly, the other guy is only a Qi Sensing Martial Master.’

’I’m a genuine Innate Grandmaster.’

’And yet I can’t even handle a Qi Sensing Martial Master?’

’He even injured me!’

The thought was simply inconceivable.

The other Martial Artists were even more aghast, their eyes wide as they stared at Fang Yue.

"Who is this person? How is he so strong?"

For a moment, the same question surfaced in everyone’s mind.

Wu Yong’s pupils contracted, his face a mixture of shock and uncertainty.

’I thought this kid just got lucky and stumbled upon the Dragon Flesh.’

’But I never imagined he’d be this strong, able to take on an Innate Grandmaster while only at the Qi Sensing stage. A power like this... it’s terrifying!’

’Could the flesh of that Demon Dragon really be that potent?’

’That Dragon Flesh should have been mine, but this brat stole it away.’

At this thought, the hatred in his heart burned even hotter.

"Who exactly are you?" he demanded, staring at Fang Yue.

He was furious, but he didn’t dare act rashly. The youth before him was far more powerful than he had anticipated.

"You don’t need to know who I am. If you’re not going to fight, I’m leaving," Fang Yue snorted.

"Arrogant!"

Hearing this, Wu Yong’s face flushed red. He let out a furious roar in the next instant.

"Kill!"

He brandished his Longsword, unleashing slash after slash at Fang Yue. Each strike was heavy and powerful, roiling with Sword Qi and terrifying might.

He was far more powerful than the Innate Grandmaster who had just attacked, and a much greater threat.

In that moment, he held nothing back, unleashing his Martial Arts with all his might.

This was the full extent of Wu Yong’s power.

He knew Fang Yue was strong—bizarrely so—and he refused to be caught off guard by an underdog.

Thus, from the very first move, he gave it 120 percent. Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit—that was his mindset.

’Hm? A Mid-stage Innate Grandmaster?’

Fang Yue’s brows furrowed slightly as he focused his attention.

Wu Yong was now using his full strength, his Swordsmanship a tempestuous onslaught.

But Fang Yue remained calm.

His power had increased, his strength had doubled. As he was now, he could crush an Innate Stage Grandmaster.

He could even fight, and perhaps even suppress, a Mid-stage Innate Grandmaster!

So he was completely fearless. He raised a palm to meet the attack, his very organs vibrating in unison with a thunderous roar.

A torrent of immense power surged through his arm and slammed violently toward Wu Yong.

CLANG!

The two attacks collided, sending sparks flying and kicking up a cloud of dust and stones.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!

Wu Yong staggered back three consecutive steps, his face instantly turning a deep purple. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger split open, leaking blood, and his wrist trembled.

He stared at Fang Yue in utter horror, his face contorted in disbelief. "How is this possible? You’re clearly just a Qi Sensing Martial Master, so how can you possess such power? It’s absolutely impossible!"

He couldn’t believe it, nor could he comprehend it.

The gap between an Innate Grandmaster and a Qi Sensing Martial Master was supposed to be enormous.

A Qi Sensing Martial Master shouldn’t be able to withstand a single blow from an Innate Grandmaster; they should be defeated in an instant.

’Even if some genius Martial Artists can fight above their station, I’m a genius too! And I’m a Mid-stage Innate! The gap between our realms is more than a full major stage.’

’And yet this youth managed to block me all on his own.’

How could he not be shocked?

"What are you standing there for? Attack him together!"

He suddenly snapped out of it and shouted to the other Innate Grandmaster.

"Yes!"

That Innate Grandmaster’s expression shifted. Without further hesitation, he lunged at Fang Yue.

At the same time, Wu Yong also charged forward.

The two Innate Grandmasters attacked in concert. Their combined might was heaven-shaking, and the dispersing Powerful Qi kicked up a cloud of dust that filled the air.

"Heh."

Facing the combined attack of the two masters, Fang Yue just shook his head with a mocking expression, then stomped his foot and met them with a punch.

POW!

Fist met palm.

Two vast, surging waves of Primordial Qi crashed against each other, raging through the air.

Then, the Innate Grandmaster was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood and suffering heavy injuries.

"How...?"

At that moment, Wu Yong was scared witless, his will to fight completely shattered.

’Fang Yue’s strength... it’s just too immense!’

PUH!

Fang Yue took a step forward and threw another punch at Wu Yong.

His speed was incredible; he moved like a gust of wind, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Before Wu Yong could even scream, he was sent flying.

"You... you dare kill me?"

He was filled with terror, a look of profound fear on his face.

’I thought he was just some audacious little rabbit, but it turns out he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing.’

"And what if I do?"

Fang Yue said coolly, approaching step by step.

"You little bastard, you’re courting death!"

Seeing this, the remaining Grandmaster could no longer hold back. He couldn’t let Wu Yong die here. If Wu Yong really died, Celestial King Wu would surely have him skinned alive.

He let out a low roar and leaped into the air, swooping down like a hawk.

He stretched out a hand, grabbing for Fang Yue like an eagle snatching its prey, his speed pushed to the absolute limit.

"Hm?"

Seeing the Grandmaster’s sudden attack, a glint appeared in Fang Yue’s eyes.

He gave a cold laugh, raised his right leg, and lashed out with a whip-like kick.

The kick was incredibly fierce, like the swipe of a dragon’s tail. It tore through the air, whistling with a sound that threatened to rupture eardrums.

This time, he held nothing back, unleashing the full peak of his physical power.

CRACK!

The next second, the Grandmaster was sent flying. He landed hard several meters away, his body wracked with pain, bones shattered. He couldn’t get back up.

Hiss...

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers were already scared witless.

’Sending an Innate Grandmaster flying with a single kick?’

They couldn’t even process what they were seeing.

Meanwhile, Fang Yue had resumed his approach toward Wu Yong.

"Wh-what are you doing? Stay back! My father will never let you get away with this!"

Seeing Fang Yue draw ever closer, Wu Yong was scared out of his wits and began to roar madly.

He detected a cold, murderous intent in Fang Yue’s gaze that chilled him to the bone, as if he had been plunged into an ice pit.

"My father is Celestial King Wu, and he’s on his way here right now! If you dare to kill me, he will never let you go!"

He roared hysterically, playing the only card he had left.

’Fang Yue should be scared now,’ he thought.

However, Fang Yue merely glanced at him, his eyes cold and unrippled by emotion.

He continued forward until he stood before Wu Yong, then struck without hesitation, killing him on the spot.

’I don’t care what kind of backing this guy has,’ he thought. ’No one here knows who I am anyway. I just have to kill them all.’

Fang Yue immediately got to work. A few moments later, the surrounding soldiers, along with the heavily injured Innate Stage Grandmaster, had all been slain.