Chapter 1272 - 732: All Techniques Unleashed, Battle of the Geniuses! (3)

Chapter 1272: Chapter 732: All Techniques Unleashed, Battle of the Geniuses! (3)

"Let’s see how Meng... senior brother will respond!"

Almost forgot to "align with one’s current position."

Liao Huo introspected, glanced at the purgatory illusion, and quickly shook his head.

"How to respond..."

Meng Chuan’s thoughts flowed like electricity; with the rise of his realm, combat became "an art of calculation."

The sword formed from the colors of the skies slashed down, vast in scope and rapid. Unless he retreated, he would surely be struck, there were no other outcomes.

However!

"No retreat..."

Really let Chen Zhiming kite him to death?

A flash of crimson swept across his eyes, his aura grew more fierce. He inhaled with vigor, even black and white dragons rolled from his nostrils, his speed soared.

Rushing forward swiftly, with no thought of retreat, his entire body gleamed with an unusual treasure light. As he swept past, the air around him exploded like thunder, wind howling like ghosts and wolves, all barriers turning to powder in his path.

How could his hard skills be just for show, or his hardship be wasted?

Kill!

Liao Huo can’t stop him, that’s his problem!

As soon as the green light met him, friction like scraping bones surrounded Meng Chuan. Amidst the billowing dust, his eyes gleamed brightly, his iron body treasure light, governed by the power of control, transformed into an impenetrable barrier, resisting the killing light sweeping from the sword rainbow.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, he was completely submerged in the tide of green light.

Wave after wave crashed upon him as soon as he emerged, intertwining to unleash countless light swords, piercing through the void to strike. Yet, they halted at his skin, unable to advance further!

Muscles twisted like steel, intercepting the sword light. Even turned into a hedgehog, he did not retreat a bit.

Invisible ripples spread, making the surrounding air seem boiling. Muscles shuddered, rolling white smoke and sword light recoiled back up!

Meng Chuan furrowed his brow, indeed it hurt a bit...

Only a slight sensation, far from enough to shatter his robust physique that had long been established!

"Too ferocious, this truly is a monster..."

This decisive kill greatly taxed Chen Zhiming’s heart spirit, as he controlled his sleeve, cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Chen Zhiming marveled; since mastering [Jade Yin’s Slaying Clean Qi], he had never seen such a reckless opponent.

Seeing the shadow clad in black armor and wielding a black halberd rising and falling amidst the waves, had it been Liao Huo, he would have been overturned long ago.

Anyone else would already be dead with nothing left.

Boom!

Another collision, Meng Chuan was swept into the void by the waves, his body emitting rapid explosions. He fiercely pulled out the light sword stuck in his forehead, crushed it, and glared at that damned daoist, his heart fierce.

"Don’t let me catch you..."

Charge!

Stepping forward, terrifying Qi Strength surged outward like tides, black and white waves soared into the sky, like dragons raising their heads, resembling curtains rising between heaven and earth, ferociously heading toward the daoist.

Crash—

With green light sparkling, amidst chaotic currents, Meng Chuan’s steps opened wide, yet exuded an indescribable enigmatic feeling.

Unable to break through directly, Meng Chuan changed tactics, relying on body technique to continuously evade, dodging while charging forward.

His body technique was agile and exquisite, seemingly crashing head-on into the waves, yet marching along the tides.

Meng Chuan’s pupils flickered with brilliance, his shadowy figure continuously moving forward, as if perfectly adapting to the Qi mechanics within the green light sword flow.

Where no one could see, Meng Chuan’s eyes briefly surveyed his mind. [Divine Movement Hundred Transformations] proficiency flickered and leapt every few seconds; thanks to corresponding martial principles, proficiency continuously improved.

"Five Element Escape Technique, Shrinking Ground into Inches concept, coupled with the ability for short-distance mysterious changes..."

In perilous situations, human potential is maximized.

Boom, boom, boom...!

Meng Chuan strode boldly, no longer submerged by waves, with momentum amassing behind him, terrifying like a shadowy giant demon. In a blink, he was near Chen Zhiming, causing his Qi Blood to surge and his body to sway, though he hadn’t yet raised his hand.

The mighty force rolled like rivers, shredding the eternal Divine Kingdom’s golden mist. His godly physique emanated light and heat, lifting the sun high above his head!

What a terrifying body!

The masses marveled, the commentary rolled like rivers, filled with words of praise.

A peerlessly dominating body, that’s a man’s true romance!

"If only this body were mine..."

At that moment, billions worldwide watched with envy the fearless figure!

Kill!

The surging green light followed one after another, despite desperate attempts to block, still to no avail.

His body shuddered yet firmly absorbed everything, merely ejecting tiny dots of blood from closed pores, just minor issues.

Meng Chuan raised the Big Halberd with both hands, gathering a thunderstorm, directly smashing it forth.

Chen Zhiming’s eyebrow twitched, rapidly retreated, avoiding Meng Chuan’s [Cangming’s Throw]. However, Meng Chuan erupted completely, with rapid speed, shredded armor by green light exploded like a rainstorm; amongst it, his figure hovered, the Big Halberd smashed all, fiercely killing Chen Zhiming again!

Boom!

The sound of thunder resounded, engulfing everything, lingering in the hearts of spectators, never dissipating.

Where did the thunder come from?

Wait... not Meng Chuan?!

Then who could it be?

Heavenly Master doctrine, there’s no surpassing the Thunder Skill!

"Five Thunder Rolls, lightning flashes to the nine heavens!

The mighty force drives Qi, all evil dissipates!

... instantly as the law commands!"

Earlier, as Meng Chuan floated in the green light, the daoist had silently chanted incantations, employing the Thunder Skill.

Exhaling impure breath for a moment, time and space among the Divine Kingdom ruins seemed frozen, heat thunder rising endlessly, never dispersing.

Chen Zhiming was surrounded by Thunder Pool, a pure blue ocean, myriad streaks of brilliance burst forth, in the void Nine Phoenixes circled and emerged, feather flames flowed in arc.

The green light underfoot gathered as a qilin, twisting horns glowing with mist, imposing and majestic, flickering light steaming, appearing a pair of thunderous eyes overlooking incoming foes!