Chapter 90: Who Told Me This Was a Newly Ascended God-Slayer? Step Forward!

Luo Cuilian's Twelve Phoenix Strikes were the foundation of her becoming the Martial Arts Alliance Leader.

Every technique released combined hardness and softness, containing the power of yin and yang mutual suppression.

It is said that before Luo Hao's cult leader became a God Slayer, he dared to confront the disobedient gods.

Perhaps other God Slayers could grow to this step and successfully slay a god, with luck accounting for a large part of the factor.

Only Luo Hao's cult leader, Luo Cuilian, was an exception.

The reason she could successfully slay a god was largely due to her own strength.

Su Han's eyes instantly turned cold and sharp.

He felt that... terrifying pressure, immediately clenched his fists, and Armament Haki instantly covered him.

With a bang, he pushed forward, clashing head-on with Luo Cuilian in the most fierce manner.

"Texas Smash!"

The martial arts secret art inherited from All Might, the symbol of peace.

Concentrating all power into his fist, one punch struck out, unleashing unparalleled wind pressure.

Like a storm descending.

"Bang!"

The void trembled, and the air was scattered apart by the shockwave.

Like an eight-magnitude earthquake, the entire Lushan shuddered.

Dust flew everywhere; the secret forests dense on Lushan, as if experiencing a storm, all flew outward and were broken in half.

"How can a newly promoted God Slayer fight my master to this extent?"

Lu Yinghua's face showed horror and disbelief.

If Su Han had unleashed his own authority, he would not be surprised that he fought Luo Cuilian to this state.

But now, Su Han clearly used no divine authority, yet relied solely on his physical fitness and skills to match Luo Cuilian evenly.

This made Lu Yinghua's heart tremble.

"You still have the mind to watch the battle here? Run away quickly!"

On the other side, Liliya barely dodged the flying boulder, cursed, and fled down Lushan.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Luo Cuilian soared into the sky, her hair dancing, her eyes shining astonishingly at this moment. "Very good! You really suit my taste. Those who act recklessly relying solely on divine authority don't count as strong people at all."

"But you are quite good!"

Luo Cuilian could feel that Su Han's punch contained his Dao.

It was a technique that converted everything into pure power, pursuing only ultimate destructive force.

Luo Cuilian did not feel disappointed; instead, her eyes lit up.

If she had mastered a hundred schools of martial arts, finally integrating them to create her unique Flying Phoenix Twelve Palms.

Then Su Han had abandoned all external techniques from the start, specializing only in strength.

This was not something she should look down upon; it was also a path to supreme strength.

"Are you interested in becoming my sworn brother?"

Luo Cuilian laughed loudly and issued an invitation.

"Although I don't know why you are by Marquis Woban's side! Come to my side, and I will hand over the Five Purgatories Holy Cult to you!"

"China's God Slayers should reign as kings in China!"

"I'm sorry, but I don't have such thoughts for now!"

A curve appeared at the corner of Su Han's mouth.

"However, since we've come this far, aren't you willing to make a bet with me?"

"What kind of bet?"

Luo Cuilian became interested.

"If I win, you sign a contract! If you win, then I will become your sworn brother."

Su Han quietly observed Luo Cuilian, calculating in his heart.

Truly fighting with Luo Cuilian.

Only then could he perceive just how powerful the strength Luo Cuilian displayed was.

If he could make Luo Cuilian sign a master-servant contract, it would definitely allow his strength to advance further.

"Sign a contract?"

Luo Cuilian narrowed her eyes slightly and laughed loudly.

"Fine! How could someone as beautiful and powerful as me lose to you? However, forget about a divine authority contract. Unless you can crush me! Otherwise, I will never sign any contract."

"At most, I will recognize you as my sworn brother and abdicate the position of Leader of the Chinese Martial Arts Alliance to you."

Su Han frowned slightly, but sighed lightly in his heart, feeling somewhat regretful.

But soon after, his eyes returned to their clear coldness.

"That works too!"

Luo Cuilian unleashed the authority Great Strength Vajra Divine Art, a divine authority she obtained after killing two Vajra warriors of Fomen, which could greatly enhance her physical strength.

At this moment, she was holy like an immortal Buddha descended to the world, taking large strides forward.

A terrifying fist punched forward, completely different from the previous combination of hardness and softness, carrying a fierce and domineering aura.

Su Han even had an illusion at this moment, as if facing Whitebeard in his prime, feeling that... terrifying sense of oppression and force.

"Interesting!"

Su Han's hair danced, his body instantly transformed into endless lightning, and he took a step forward.

With a swish, Su Han had already appeared in front of Luo Hao's cult leader, like teleportation.

The Dark-Dark Fruit activated instantly, and a layer of black mist covered his body.

"Boom!"

Luo Cuilian's fist, carrying unparalleled power, struck into Su Han's body, but it was like hitting cotton; the force dissipated silently.

"What?"

With her profound martial arts experience, she immediately sensed something was wrong and took a step back.

She used the Divine Speed Technique to leap hundreds of meters away.

From afar, she observed him with suspicion and uncertainty.

He was too strong—strongly unnaturally so.

According to what Luo Cuilian knew, this should have been his first time killing a god. Yet, whether it was his transformation into lightning or the black mist that had previously nullified all her strength, neither could be underestimated.

It was comparable to the power of divine authority.

"This guy... is he really a first-time god killer?"

*Swish.* A calm, indifferent voice rang out behind Luo Cuilian: "Naturally!"

Flying Lightning God Technique.

Su Han reached out and grabbed Luo Cuilian's shoulder, appearing slow but actually moving with extreme speed.

Even with Luo Cuilian's keen martial intuition, although she reacted in time, it was too late for her to escape.

"Dark Barrier!"

Su Han uttered three words.

Pitch-black radiance spread outward from his body, enveloping the entire sky and earth in an instant.

Within the range of the black light, Luo Cuilian's pupils contracted sharply.

She realized that her divine authority could not be exerted, and her curse energy was severely suppressed.

"Another form of divine authority... Ah, how infuriating! Which bastard told me you were merely a newly minted god killer?"

Lu Yinghua, who was fleeing rapidly down the mountain, suddenly sneezed, sensing a vague sense of unease.

But seeing another boulder flying toward him, he hurriedly continued his sprint down the mountain.

At this moment, even though her divine authority and curse energy were suppressed to the limit, Luo Cuilian did not give up.

She integrated all her strength into one strike, her hand transforming into a claw as she tore through the void and grabbed backward.

Her voice was cold and emotionless.

"Even if I have lost my divine authority, I am still Luo Cuilian of the Luo Hao clan!"

"Twelve Flying Phoenix Palms... Phoenix Claw Rips the Heart!"

"Truly remarkable, Luo Hao."

Su Han sighed softly, but this time, it was not the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit.