Chapter 275: An Exhilarating, Unrestrained Punch

A mighty punch burst forth with tremendous force, smashing into the towering slope.

Boom—

The surrounding space even twisted.

The entire Jiayu Mountain shook violently, as if a heaven‑shattering, earth‑destroying earthquake had occurred.

The slope before Lu Jing had vanished, yet the punch's momentum remained undiminished, blasting forward.

Large patches of cracks appeared on the ground, like living things, quickly spreading outward.

Like a spiderweb, they spread several kilometers in an instant.

Centered on Lu Jing, the entire Jiayu Mountain for several kilometers was covered in cracks, as if porcelain had been shattered.

At the same time, on the mountainside several kilometers away, two figures stood facing each other.

One of them looked to be in his thirties, a sturdy middle‑aged man.

In this mountain where the temperature hovered near zero degrees, he actually went shirtless, his knotted muscles exposed.

His lower body wore only athletic shorts, as if it were not winter but scorching summer.

The middle‑aged man crossed his arms over his chest, a long sword tucked in front of him.

He gazed at the bright moon and grinned: "Old thing, this place has a nice view. After I kill you, I'll find a good spot to bury you properly, and each year on this day I'll burn some paper money for you……"

"You youngster are overthinking; who lives and who dies is still uncertain. Since I dared to come out with you, I'm fully confident I'll keep you here."

Opposite the middle‑aged man, a noticeably much older stooped figure leaned on a long blade with both hands, his eyes shining like gems in the darkness.

Compared to the sturdy middle‑aged man, the old man presented a stark contrast, as if a gust could blow him over.

"Hahaha, you old wretch have committed countless evils; back then you killed my brother over a single supreme‑grade Dan Medicine—this grudge is due for repayment!"

The middle‑aged man laughed loudly, drew his long sword, and pointed its tip at the old man.

Yet the old man remained unmoving, his robe fluttering in the night wind.

"Your brother got what he deserved; that Dan Medicine was originally snatched by him, so his death is nothing unusual. Don't wave the banner of revenge so righteously—you're just after my Space Ring; why all these excuses?"

The old man snorted coldly, revealing the hidden truth, his gaze flickering as he touched the ring on his fingertip, seeking the man's weakness.

In a straight clash of Blood Qi, his chances are slim.

But purely in terms of combat experience, the old man, who has fought all his life, is confident he can overwhelm his opponent.

"Cut the nonsense, old thing—die!"

The middle‑aged man glanced at the old man's ring, licked his lips, and could no longer restrain his greed.

However, at that moment, a strange aura swept over them.

Both men's pupils contracted slightly as they looked to the side.

"What the hell's that commotion?!"

The middle‑aged man sheathed his long sword and bolted backward.

The old man also drew his long blade, leapt back, and appeared tens of meters away.

Rumble—

Just as the two retreated, a bottomless chasm suddenly appeared on the ground.

It was as if a tremendous force had torn it open, and the crack kept extending forward.

Soon, a huge semi‑transparent fist shot swiftly along the fissure.

Wherever it passed, mountains collapsed and the earth split, like a plow turning soil.

The middle‑aged man's back was drenched in cold sweat, every hair standing on end.

That fist flew past the spot where he had just stood; if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been torn apart instantly!

This sudden life‑or‑death instant made his head buzz.

It was like being fully focused on one's task when a big truck suddenly barreled toward him, nearly killing him.

Boom—

Creak—creak—

The rumbling faded away, and the two, in tacit understanding, turned their necks to look toward where the sound had receded.

As the sound faded, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Nearby, even insect chirps vanished; only the heavy panting of the old man and the middle‑aged man could be heard.

"Who over there caused this commotion?!"

The old man's vision was superb; following the direction from which the crack came, he saw a sun brighter than moonlight.

Behind that sun, a vague figure could be seen maintaining a punching pose.

"Looks like it's him……"

The middle‑aged man's face twisted; although that silhouette had almost mistakenly killed him, he felt not a shred of hatred.

From this punch alone, the gap between him and his opponent was enormous—like the difference between the bright moon and a firefly.

Eventually, that sun gradually dimmed, and the blurry figure faded into the mountains.

"Which old monster stays up half the night not sleeping, running here to blow up mountains for fun?"

The middle‑aged man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, rolled his eyes, and pondered whether to continue fighting.

Now his hands and feet felt a bit weak, his condition was poor, while the old man opposite was noticeably calmer than he.

On the other side of the mountain.

Lu Jing stared at the cracks his punch had produced, scratching his head embarrassedly.

"I seem to have used too much force……"

Lu Jing extended his mental power, saw clearly the destructive force of his punch, and felt a surge of guilt.

"Those two are still over there; the aftershock almost hurt them—I'll go check on them."

Lu Jing thought for a moment, then his figure instantly vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already near the old man and the middle-aged man.

"Didn't hurt you guys, right? Sorry, I just couldn't hold back my strength."

Lu Jing spoke sincerely, with an apologetic expression on his face.

However, Lu Jing's appearance caused the two, who had just regained their senses, to fall into a daze again.

"This this this......"

The middle-aged man stammered, his words indistinct.

The heaven-destroying, earth-shaking commotion just now was caused by this youth?

This youth looks about eighteen or nineteen; how could he be this strong!

At this moment, the old man was also as if struck by lightning; he thought it would be a half-buried old man, but unexpectedly it was a youth—this is simply a monster!

"As long as you're not injured, it's fine; sorry for the disturbance."

Seeing the two's dazed expressions, Lu Jing shook his head and turned to leave.

All this happened quickly and ended just as fast; the old man and the middle-aged man felt as if they were dreaming.

"Cough cough cough!"

After a while, the middle-aged man began coughing violently, his expression returning to normal: "Old thing, today you're lucky—first let your head stay on your neck a few more days!"

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After throwing down his harsh words, he sprinted in the opposite direction from where Lu Jing had left, quickly disappearing into the night.

"Heh heh, this brat thinks he can easily defeat me? Today I'll keep you here!"

The old man's face showed a hint of coldness; he stomped the ground hard and pursued in the direction the middle-aged man had gone.

Lu Jing, who had already left, naturally didn't know what had happened behind him.

At this time he was on his way back to the Shogunate Martial University.

While leaping between high-rise buildings, he pondered his current strength.

With that punch I just threw, if I were to face the Divine Lord Teacher Martial Marquis from that night again, it would be much easier.