Chapter 93: God Fist Invincible, Jinmen Number One! (Part 2)

There was simply no time to think about why the momentum of Lu Yuan's strike was so terrifying.

Subconsciously, only one thought remained in Hou Zhenhua's mind:

That was to dodge!

But.

In full view of the public, under the gaze of thousands of eyes present, how could he dodge?

Thus, he could only let his face twitch violently, his heart devoid of thought, and amidst a wild roar, he met this punch from Lu Yuan with every ounce of strength he possessed in his life.

Boom!

The next second, a terrifying, indescribable giant force surged from his arm.

He did not even withstand it for an instant; Hou Zhenhua felt his vision go black, as if he had been struck by a speeding steel train, his entire body uncontrollably lifting off the ground and flying backward.

The mountain-toppling, sea-draining force crushed through his entire body from the point of contact on his arm; while in mid-air, he only heard the whistling sound of the wind tearing past his ears, and every inch of his sinews, bones, and muscles groaned under the unbearable burden, as if his body were about to disintegrate at any moment!

Whoosh—

Just like that, under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Hou Zhenhua, this renowned martial arts hall master in Jinjin, had his body fly helplessly through the air like a ragdoll for over ten zhang before crashing into the crowd, knocking over a large swath of spectators.

In an instant, aside from the pained cries of the trampled onlookers, the remaining thousands of spectators were deathly silent, stunned like wooden chickens.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Anyone with even a little discernment had vaguely anticipated that Lu Yuan on the stage might have some sort of reliance.

But who could have imagined that Hou Zhenhua, a Martial Artist and martial arts hall master with such widespread fame and visible strength, would be sent flying without even being able to take a single punch?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

At this moment, the thousands in the crowd below felt as if they were in a dream, unable to believe everything before their eyes.

"Master, Master!!"

The dozens of disciples from the Jiuhua Martial Arts Arena by the ring were also dazed for a long time, before they woke as if from a dream, letting out horrified screams and rushing together toward where Hou Zhenhua had fallen.

A group of several dozen people desperately pushed through the crowd, only to see Hou Zhenhua lying on the ground, his arms trembling violently, blood spilling from his mouth and nose, looking quite miserable.

He had not lost consciousness at this moment and was still struggling desperately to stand up, but his arms were trembling violently, stinging and powerless, completely unable to support his body.

"Master, are you alright!?"

The disciples of the Jiuhua Martial Arts Arena rushed forward in shock and anger, helping Hou Zhenhua up.

And at this moment, the supported Hou Zhenhua had a dazed expression, filled with disbelief and terrified shock, looking at Lu Yuan on the distant stage:

"This kind of strength, how is it possible, how is it possible..."

"Innate Godly Strength, are you possessed of Innate Godly Strength!?"

From that punch just now, he had not sensed Lu Yuan's martial arts cultivation, only a pure, destructive, and irresistible Godly Strength.

That force was so great that, let alone a Five Realms Blood Refining Martial Artist, even a Six Realms Martial Arts Master could not possibly possess it; it completely transcended the scope of humanity, making it impossible to imagine that a mortal flesh-and-blood body could emit it!

"Master Hou, are you alright?"

Under Hou Zhenhua's infinitely shocked question, Lu Yuan on the stage did not answer, but only smiled and said loudly:

"Do you wish to challenge me again?"

Challenge? Challenge my foot!

That earth-shattering punch just now had completely shattered his confidence; having never encountered such a bizarre and strange event, Hou Zhenhua's expression shifted uncertainly, and then he gritted his teeth and said:

"No, Jinjin Martial Masters do not lose without grace; your Godly Strength is peerless, I am far inferior!"

He, he conceded!?

With Hou Zhenhua's such straightforward concession, the surging crowd around them was once again in an extreme uproar, the public sentiment boiling over:

"Innate Godly Strength? Like the peerless warriors in storybooks?"

"Impossible, Hou Zhenhua is a Five Realms Martial Artist, how could he not even block a punch from a mere greenhorn? No matter how much Innate Godly Strength he has, that shouldn't happen!"

"Could these two be acting, just putting on a show?"

"Fart! You don't think about what status Hou Zhenhua has; how could he possibly throw away his own reputation and even the golden signboard of the Jiuhua Martial Arts Arena to act as a stooge for an outsider?"

"That's true, Master Hou couldn't do such a thing!"

For a time, a massive wave of discussion erupted across the entire Haihe Square.

Facing this situation, Lu Yuan only smiled slightly and shouted loudly:

"Who is next?"

The reason he dared to set up the ring here and claim to be God Fist Invincible, Jinmen Number One, was indeed because he had a reliance.

That was the eleventh Earthly Fiend Art he had unlocked just a few days after arriving in Jinjin: 【Great Strength】.

【Earthly Fiend-Great Strength】: Executing this art grants infinite Godly Strength; initially, one can possess the Great Strength of Ten Dragons Ten Elephants, and after the art is mastered, one can obtain the giant strength to hold up the sky.

The effect of this art is simple and crude: it consumes Dharma Power to bestow upon the caster immense giant strength.

Although Lu Yuan had only initially mastered it, executing it allowed him to directly obtain the giant strength of Ten Dragons Ten Elephants, allowing his own strength to surge more than tenfold.

His sinews and strength were already unprecedented, and with a more than tenfold increase, it had reached an unimaginable level; upon testing, he only needed one finger to lift a thousand-jin stone mill!

He had only fully adapted to and mastered this terrifying strength after many days, and could control and retract his power in time; otherwise, the Hou Zhenhua from just now would likely have been beaten into pieces by his punch, not just suffering minor injuries.

And following his question.

Although there were still those who did not believe in evil regarding Hou Zhenhua's straightforward defeat and such an unbelievable situation, not a single one of the thousands of people below the stage dared to step up.

At the same time, around the ring, a large group of tough martial artists had already arrived at Hou Zhenhua's side in shock and suspicion.

A burly, iron-tower-like man stepped out from the crowd and shouted in a deep voice toward Hou Zhenhua:

"Old Hou, do you actually know this kid or not!?"

Today, for the battle between Hou Zhenhua and Hu Yixiang, many of their friends, relatives, and even fellow experts from other martial arts halls had come to assist and observe.

The person who spoke was named Qiao Sihai, who ran the Sihai Gate Martial Arts Hall in the north of the city; he had a good relationship with Hou Zhenhua and was also a well-known Refining Blood Martial Artist in the Jinjin Martial Arts Association.

And upon hearing this question.

Surrounded by numerous disciples, Hou Zhenhua, who was still suffering from surging blood and intense pain in his arm, flew into a rage:

"Talk nonsense, if you don't believe it, Old Qiao, go up and try it yourself!"

Not having believed that Hou Zhenhua would damage his own reputation to act as a shill for someone else, Qiao Sihai looked sheepish:

"Forget it, you didn't even take a single punch; it would be the same if I went up."

Meanwhile, the Martial Arts Association elder who had previously witnessed the duel between Hou Zhenhua and Hu Yixiang looked toward the stage and said in disbelief:

"Incredible, this young man looks to be only in his early twenties, and his martial arts style is unrecognizable, so how could he possess such terrifying power?"

Another Martial Arts Association expert with a goatee asked in surprise:

"Master Hou, how exactly were you defeated? No matter how much innate Godly Strength this person has, he is still flesh and blood; there is a limit to strength. How could a veteran Refining Blood Martial Artist like you be defeated by a single punch?"

Being questioned repeatedly, Hou Zhenhua could not save face and said irritably:

"The magnitude of this person's strength is rare in my life. Never mind a Fifth Realm Martial Artist, even a Six Realms Martial Arts Master might not be able to block it. If you all don't believe me, you are welcome to go up on stage and try!"

The surrounding Martial Arts Association experts looked at each other and were instantly speechless.

In the Martial Arts Association, a Great Name is more important than Heaven.

Their martial arts cultivation was similar to Hou Zhenhua's, and since the other party had already gone up and lost so much face, how could they rashly go up without any certainty?

At this moment, seeing that no one had come up for a long time.

Lu Yuan remained calm and composed, standing with his arms crossed, his voice spreading throughout the entire Haihe Square under the influence of his Dharma Power:

"Is no one coming up? This ring will remain open for three hours today. If anyone present knows of any experts, feel free to notify them; I am waiting here!"

Once these two sentences were spoken, the crowd below became even more agitated, and many in the Martial Arts Association cursed angrily:

"How unreasonable! This arrogant show-off!"

"Arrogant, too arrogant! Does this outsider think there is no one left in Jinjin?"

"Quick, go notify the seniors of the Martial Arts Association. If a Fifth Realm Martial Artist won't do, I don't believe a Six Realms Martial Arts Master can't deal with him!"

"That's right, notify those renowned masters of the Martial Arts Association and let this kid know what it means to be humbled!"

Although trampled by the iron hooves of the Great Powers and having their land ceded, the people of Jinjin had their own pride and superiority. Now, seeing an outsider showing off in a place like Haihe Square, they were naturally furious.

On the square of over a hundred zhang, the crowd was clamorous but no one stepped onto the stage, causing the situation to reach a stalemate, yet many people left the square in a hurry, shouting and calling to spread the news.

At the same time, because the news swept through like a hurricane, a large number of curious onlookers from Haihe Avenue heard the news and arrived. In less than half an hour, the already slightly crowded Haihe Square turned into a sea of people, with the number of onlookers increasing from several thousand to over ten thousand!

By now, the entire square was packed with people, the rolling waves of sound shook the sky, and the atmosphere reached a fever pitch.

Until another moment passed.

"Master Zheng is here!"

"It's Zheng Shan'ao, one of the five renowned masters of the Jinjin Martial Arts Association, a Six Realms Martial Arts Master who long ago stepped into the Embrace Dan Realm!"

"Hahaha, dare to bully us in Jinjin? That kid is going to be in trouble!"

The shouts stirred up a thousand layers of waves, instantly igniting the surging crowd in the square, and everyone craned their necks to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Even under the ring, Hou Zhenhua, Qiao Sihai, and the others showed excitement. After looking for a moment, they saw the crowd on the opposite side being forcibly parted by several burly martial artists. Then, an old man over fifty years old, wearing a brocade robe and a mandarin jacket, with a sturdy build, walked out from the path in the crowd with the stride of a dragon and a tiger.

"Master Zheng!"

Hou Zhenhua and the others stepped forward without a word and bowed respectfully:

"Why have you come?"

"This matter actually disturbed you; it truly makes us ashamed."

Zheng Shan'ao, one of the five renowned masters of the Jinjin Martial Arts Association, a Six Realms Embracing Dan Martial Arts Master, had mastered his hard-body martial arts to perfection. In his early years, he had led a militia to resist the foreigners, and the Zhenyue Martial Arts Arena he founded was famous and renowned in Jinjin and many other places.

Whether in terms of reputation or cultivation strength, this person was a titan in Jinjin, with outstanding achievements and admired by all.

The arrival of such a person made them both excited and ashamed.

However, after merely scanning the area with his eyes and nodding in acknowledgment, Zheng Shan'ao turned his gaze to Lu Yuan, who was still standing calmly on the stage, as well as the banner and couplets behind him, and laughed:

"God Fist Invincible, Jinmen Number One? Interesting, how many years has it been since Jinjin had such an interesting event? I heard Master Hou was defeated just now?"

"Master Zheng, you must be careful if you go up on stage!"

Since Zheng Shan'ao had arrived, he would certainly go up on stage. Regarding the face of the Jinjin Martial Arts Association, Hou Zhenhua could not care about losing face at this moment and said with extreme solemnity:

"This outsider looks young, but his innate Godly Strength is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Even though I used all my strength, I couldn't even take a single punch; there is absolutely no falsehood in this!"

"Oh?"

A look of intense interest appeared on Zheng Shan'ao's face:

"Good, good, good. No wonder he dared to set up such a ring. I would very much like to see what kind of innate Godly Strength this young man has!"

Saying this, he stepped out from the crowd and climbed onto the ring.

As a renowned master of the Jinjin Martial Arts Association, the moment he stepped onto the stage, the already clamorous Haihe Square became even more uproarious, and countless people waved flags and shouted:

"Master Zheng, teach this kid a lesson!"

"At such a young age, he dares to talk big; he must be made to leave here lying down!"

"Master Zheng, do not show any mercy!"

Amidst the deafening noise, Lu Yuan turned a deaf ear to the clamor of the outside world. He only looked at Zheng Shan'ao, who had climbed onto the stage, not caring about the other party's status:

"Is this old gentleman also here to participate in the challenge?"

"Of course."

Zheng Shan'ao first paid one hundred Silver Yuan and pressed his handprint on the life-and-death document, then looked at Lu Yuan with extreme solemnity instead of contempt:

"Young man, I heard you have innate Godly Strength? What a coincidence, I have also been strong since I was a child, so let me come and meet you."

Saying this, he let out a low shout and stomped his foot down hard, causing the entire sole of his foot to sink directly into the solid floor of the ring.

At the same time, the clothes on his upper body instantly tore apart. His already sturdy body swelled up as if it were being inflated, revealing large, bronze-colored, powerful muscles that looked like they were cast from steel, with veins like the gnarled roots of old trees clinging to the surface of his skin.

Not knowing what kind of technique he had activated, in the blink of an eye, Zheng Shan'ao had turned into a giant of iron, bronze-skinned, with knotted muscles, and over seven feet tall. Just standing there, he gave people a sense of immense power, as immovable as a mountain!

Seeing this change, the exclamations from the stage erupted like a mountain collapse or a tsunami, while Lu Yuan on the stage raised an eyebrow in slight surprise and said with interest:

"Old man, what kind of skill is this?"

"This is the Zhenyue Vajra Skill, a secret once kept by the Zhenyue Sect. Once the body of a Vajra is cultivated, it is indestructible, capable of resisting even the might of a Firearm to some degree."

Staring at Lu Yuan, Zheng Shan'ao's aged eyes shimmered with brilliance, as if he had discovered some rare treasure:

"Young man, if I take these Three Punches of yours, I won't even ask for your fifty thousand Silver Yuan. You only need to stay in this Jinjin City and take me as your master, and I will pass on my life's learning to you. How about it?"

To knock a veteran Martial Artist like Hou Zhenhua off the ring with a single punch was something he, as a Martial Arts Master, could only achieve by exerting his full strength; thus, facing such a young Lu Yuan with such outstanding natural talent, he could not help but feel a strong desire to cherish talent.

What, taking an apprentice!?

Not expecting such a development, a huge uproar suddenly erupted from the audience, and even experts like Hou Zhenhua could not help but look at each other in dismay.

However, Lu Yuan only smiled at this:

"I appreciate the kindness, but as for taking a master, let's talk about that after you can take the hit."

"Watch out."

Having said that, he stopped talking nonsense, left enough time for the other party to prepare, then stepped forward and threw a punch that appeared plain and unremarkable.

Boom!

Under this punch, the power exploded like a thunderclap, shattering the air and whipping up layers of air waves, like the sea and the tide.

Time seemed to slow by half a beat. In this instant, Zheng Shan'ao could clearly see the direction of Lu Yuan's fist; the air seemed to be shattered like a mirror, and a visible circular shockwave surged over like a wave, bringing with it bursts of thunder-like muffled sounds wherever it passed, as if a god were angry and had thrown this punch!

Roaring winds, ten thousand galloping horses, collapsing mountains and splitting earth, thunder striking the ground.

Words could not describe what Zheng Shan'ao felt in his heart at this moment.

Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked to the core in this instant; he could only let out a low shout, his Qi and blood surging wildly, and his palms overlapped, meeting this punch with the force of pushing mountains and moving peaks!

The next instant.

Thud!

The fist and palms collided instantly, and the sound of the vibration swept across the entire Haihe Square.

It was as if he were resisting the impact of a giant mountain with a human body. At this moment, Zheng Shan'ao's eyes changed drastically, the platform beneath his feet shattered and sank with a boom, and gravel and dust were stirred up.

The powerful force of the impact created ripples like water, and the gale-force winds rushed out in all directions from the point of collision. For a time, sand and stones flew, mud and dust danced, and the violent air waves swept and ravaged everything, then pushed and rushed toward where Zheng Shan'ao was!

And in the next moment.

The deafening, violent wind and waves rushed toward his face. Under the impact of such unprecedented, terrifying power, he only held on for an instant before his face twitched wildly, blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and his tower-like, hard-trained body could not help but retreat wildly again and again!

Even he, a Martial Arts Master who had already stepped into the Six Realms Embracing Dan, had failed to completely block Lu Yuan's punch!

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The eldest brother is mature and steady, a top scholar of the current dynasty; the second sister is bold and decisive, willing to risk her life for him; the third brother, though a troublemaker, is a brother-protecting maniac; and there is a little sister who is quirky and cute, calling out all day: "Brother, hug, hug!"

Luo Ye had thought that such a life was quite good—simple and happy, and he could even tease the little maid.

Alas, the Great Jing has been founded for over three hundred years; vassal states are carving up territory and slaughtering the people, the politics in the court are corrupt, the Seven Great Clans are fighting for power and profit, and there is a treacherous prime minister manipulating power. From the start, they are going to raid the Earl's Mansion and exterminate the family.

"Do good people deserve to be bullied?"

Having awakened his memories, Luo Ye could only step forward: "Then I will first protect my home, then annihilate the nobility of the entire court, and overturn this corrupt Great Jing!"

You ask me what I rely on?

My cheat is very simple: I hold three thousand Daoist techniques in my palm, and with one glance, I can read all the Supernatural Powers in the world!

Want to learn? I'll teach you!

(End of this chapter)