Chapter 50: Tianwu Qianrenxue: Is That It? Native, Are You Even Capable?

Within the Tianwu Empire.

Wei Zhangfeng has the number one offensive power, and Gu Yuena has the number two.

If she were to claim she was the fourth in offensive power, then no one would dare claim they were the third.

How mighty the Tianwu Empire is.

To possess such offensive arts within the Tianwu Empire.

All of these things are enough to prove just how powerful she, Tianwu Qianrenxue, is.

A provocation like a mayfly is, in her eyes, at best just a little bit of amusement.

To exchange blows with Tuzhu Bibidong?

Before the fighting had even begun, Tianwu Qianrenxue already knew that she did not need to use her full strength at all.

She might not even need to use ten percent, or twenty percent, or perhaps thirty percent.

At most, it would only take thirty percent of her strength; there is no need to use any more, as that is already enough to make Tuzhu Bibidong panic.

If she truly needed to use more strength to make Tuzhu Bibidong yield, it would be a shameful matter for her, Tianwu Qianrenxue.

Tuzhu Bibidong glared back at Tianwu Qianrenxue.

She had been focused on the indifference in Tianwu Qianrenxue's eyes the entire time.

In an instant, the anger she had stirred up reached its peak, and the soul power around her body reached its limit.

"Don't fight here!"

"After all, this is the Offering Hall of our Spirit Hall; if it gets destroyed, there will be a lot of trouble."

"Furthermore, this is also the location of your Tianwu Empire's World-Crossing Gate; if it were destroyed, there would certainly be many troublesome matters."

"Since you cannot be stopped, in this old man's view, it would be more appropriate for you to change to another location to fight."

At this moment, Qian Daoliu suddenly spoke up.

At this very moment, he only felt that his head was splitting.

A perfectly good session of watching the show had suddenly evolved into a situation where they were now going to have a real fight.

If he told anyone, who would believe it?

He had no intention of stopping what was happening right now; through his sensing of Tianwu Qianrenxue, he could confirm that he was no match for her.

If he wasn't even a match for her, how could he stop her?

Furthermore...

He had another feeling.

Even if they were on the great ocean.

His old acquaintance, Poseidon, who was absolutely invincible on the ocean, would not be a match for Tianwu Qianrenxue either.

Someone who could render Poseidon helpless even on her home turf.

Her strength naturally could not be underestimated.

"Fine!"

Tianwu Qianrenxue agreed very readily.

She accepted the matter crisply and neatly, then looked toward Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei.

Seeing this, the two immediately led the way.

In a short while, Jirou Yueguan and Tianwu Guimei brought Tianwu Qianrenxue to the Mimicry Training Ground of the Spirit Hall.

If they were going to fight, this place was not a bad choice for a venue.

"Matriarch, this location is quite suitable for a fight!" Jirou Yueguan explained.

Tianwu Qianrenxue gave a hum: "It is indeed a decent place; it is just the right spot to let this native suffer a total defeat!"

"In front of this palace, I will not allow a native like her to be presumptuous!"

Following closely behind.

Tuzhu Bibidong soon arrived here.

Just as she arrived, she heard Tianwu Qianrenxue's extremely grating voice.

Without any response, she merely gave a cold huff, and behind her, she immediately activated both of her martial souls at the same time.

As a possessor of Twin Martial Souls.

She rarely displayed her Twin Martial Souls in daily life.

This time, she truly revealed her Twin Martial Souls.

For no other reason than that the pressure Tianwu Qianrenxue gave her was immense, and she did not want to lose in this duel.

Tianwu Qianrenxue looked at Tuzhu Bibidong's Twin Martial Souls with contempt.

She only glanced at them before withdrawing her gaze, not even having the interest to observe them carefully.

"What a truly pathetic display!"

"Such two martial souls are also hailed as geniuses in your world?"

"And, in such a large Spirit Hall, you actually let such a person become the Pope of this generation?"

"Shameful! How truly shameful!"

???

Tuzhu Bibidong was furious.

Leaving behind a shout of "Presumptuous!", the Pope Scepter in her hand thrust straight toward Tianwu Qianrenxue.

Her entire body's soul power, including many soul skills, took shape behind her.

Without any pleasantries, every skill she could muster was unleashed at this moment.

Duang~

Tianwu Qianrenxue calmly extended a hand.

Her fingertip rested lightly against the Pope Scepter, her gaze as indifferent as ever.

"Native, is this all your strength amounts to?"

"And these soul skills of yours, they cannot even break through my body's defense; is this all the means you have?!"

Tuzhu Bibidong roared in anger: "Sixth Soul Skill, Eternal Trauma!"

The words fell.

Behind Tuzhu Bibidong.

The Eternal Trauma struck toward Tianwu Qianrenxue.

However, the soul skill, which claimed to ignore all physical defenses.

Just like the many other soul skills, it remained stopped a few feet in front of Tianwu Qianrenxue.

No matter how hard Tuzhu Bibidong tried.

The Eternal Trauma simply could not break through by even a fraction.

"Fighting you is truly a loss of face for me!"

"If he were to find out, he would surely laugh at me!"

"At the very least, I am one of the top three in the Empire in terms of slaughter, yet I am bickering with a native like you!"

Tianwu Qianrenxue sighed faintly.

Subsequently, under the horrified gaze of Tuzhu Bibidong.

A slap was delivered steadily, landing heavily on Tuzhu Bibidong's face.

Bang!!!

Tuzhu Bibidong flew backward.

Falling to the ground, she rolled several times along the floor.

Lying on the ground in a wretched state, she looked at Tianwu Qianrenxue in disbelief; her previously very arrogant heart.

At this moment, it had all plummeted to the bottom of the valley.

Strong!

Too strong!

They were simply not existences of the same magnitude.

"Native, your strength still disappointed me!"

"However, you do not need to look at me with such eyes; the gap between you and me is vast, and this is naturally as it should be!"

"Furthermore, you could be considered to have forced me to use one-tenth of my strength just now, which can be counted as a small achievement for you!"

"If it were anyone else, perhaps I would only need to release my aura, and that would be enough to make them submit!"

Tianwu Qianrenxue said indifferently.

It seemed as if she were speaking of a mundane matter.

But these very words, falling into the ears of Tuzhu Bibidong, were like a thunderclap.

Only forced out one-tenth of her strength?

Wh... what a joke!

I, I am at least a heaven-gifted prodigy.

Dealing with someone from another world, and I only forced out one-tenth of the opponent's strength?

One-tenth of her strength was enough to pin me down and crush me; what if she revealed even more strength?

What would three-tenths be like?

What would five-tenths be like?

Tianwu Qianrenxue looked at Tuzhu Bibidong indifferently.

Capturing the astonishment in Tuzhu Bibidong's eyes, a cold sneer could not help but curl the corners of her mouth.

"Looking at your expression, you are very concerned about more of my strength."

"If you wish to see it, I can let you see five-tenths of my strength!"

"But the release of this five-tenths of strength, you—"

"Might not be able to withstand it!!"

(End of this chapter)