Chapter 339

He took in this scene.

The watching melon-eating martial artists were instantly dumbfounded.

What the hell?!

Wasn't it supposed to be an evenly matched fight, a great battle lasting ten days and ten nights?!

Yet in just one move, Pojun, ranked thirty-fourth on the Nine Provinces Combat Power Ceiling List, was scared out of his wits?!

Can it really be this absurd?!

Damn it, I could do it too, all right!

After all, no one can take this move anyway!!

He muttered a couple of complaints in his heart.

The martial artists unanimously recalled a question.

If even a powerhouse like Pojun was so helpless against this move.

Then, where should Wuming, this Wu Lin myth of Yunzhou, rank on the Nine Provinces Combat Power Ceiling List?

Compared with the Great Dragon Head of Qinglong Society, Ximen Wudi, who is stronger and who is weaker?!

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Just as everyone was silently guessing in their hearts.

Wuming looked at Pojun's wretched figure, and a flicker of reluctance crossed his face.

But upon recalling the fall of his beloved wife.

He quickly suppressed it.

"Rest in peace."

He murmured softly.

Wuming's figure, which had originally stood in the void.

Shot toward Pojun at extreme speed.

His right hand was raised high.

Gathering boundless power of heaven and earth along with supreme sword intent.

A vast and surging momentum.

As if freezing even space itself!

It could be foreseen.

If this palm strike landed.

Pojun would surely die on the spot, with no chance of survival at all!!

Sensing this disturbance.

Even though he had already fallen into a frenzied state.

Pojun still couldn't help his pupils contract.

At the same time his body hair stood on end.

A look of terror flooded his old face!!

But trapped by the countless sword Qi surrounding him.

Coupled with the fact that his Xin Qiji was already locked.

And the enormous gap between the two sides.

Let alone counterattacking.

Even resisting was a problem!

He could only stare wildly with both eyes.

Threads of despair flashing in his pupils.

The whole process sounds slow in telling.

In reality, it happened in the blink of an eye.

Watching Wuming's figure draw closer and closer.

Just at this moment.

A roar like a great bell rang out across the entire void.

"Hold it!!"

The instant the words rang out.

Three figures appeared before Pojun in a flash.

Without a word of explanation.

Each of them sent a palm strike at Wuming from three different directions!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In an instant.

Several violent rumblings suddenly erupted in the void.

So loud they shook the heavens.

A power beyond words interwove within the void.

Then, centered on the five people, it surged mightily outward in all directions!

That terrifying force.

In an instant.

It crushed the clouds spanning ten thousand li into dust in a single moment!

The void trembled incessantly.

Like ripples on water, it sent out waves of disturbance.

Aside from that,

Even though the five had fought deep within the void,

the residual waves still affected the ground.

Within a thousand li centered on them,

wherever they reached,

the earth shook without ceasing.

Fortunately,

because the battle took place in the Great Yuan Ducheng,

the combined efforts of numerous Great Yuan experts and martial artists of the Wu Lin

barely neutralized the residual waves.

They prevented the surrounding buildings from collapsing.

Otherwise,

even just the residual waves from that single strike

would have been enough to kill countless civilians and rogue martial artists on the spot.

"Whoa! One, two, three—three more experts have appeared! My heavens!!"

"Did the Yuan Emperor himself strike? These three auras are so strong! Each one is stronger than Pojun!!"

"Master Wuming is in trouble now! If the Yuan Emperor has intervened, he's likely doomed!!"

"Sigh~~ What a pity. He clearly possesses such immense power—why did he come so openly to seek revenge? Couldn't he have crept in quietly?"

"Exactly, exactly! At the very least, he could have lurked in the shadows. Unless the enemy never leaves the imperial city, there'll always be an opportunity to strike, right!!"

"In my view, Master Wuming has been the Wu Lin legend in Yunzhou for too long—he's grown arrogant and underestimated the world."

"If it were me, I'd never be as reckless as Master Wuming. At the very least, I'd join another imperial court or the Qinglong Society and use their strength to seek revenge!"

"....."

Gazing at the three figures suddenly appearing in the void,

the onlooker martial artists whispered among themselves.

Among them,