Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm Chapter 428

Jiang He was speaking seriously.

The Hundred Races Alliance champions around him were at first stunned, but soon erupted into laughter.

One of the Golden Immortal Stoners even chuckled, “No wonder the humans sent you as their suicidal warrior… you're just out of your mind! I could kill a mere Heavenly Immortal like you with a flick of my finger, and you dare to boast before me?”

Kaboom!

The Golden Immortal Stoner stepped out, his already massive form instantly expanding up to ten thousand feet high, with the rocks building up his muscles and skin.

He threw a punch at Jiang He.

Jiang He raised his own fist and punched out in return.

Pow!

Human and giant Stoner both flinched in recoil.

“How is this possible?”

The giant Stoner was stunned and could not help exclaiming, “Human elites are physically weak, so how a True Immortal human like you could be so overwhelming physically?!”

On the other hand, Jiang He was a little surprised too.

He looked down at his fist.

The skin on it had blown apart, exposing his bones.

Still, a little wound like this was nothing to Jiang He. Even if he had not deliberately charged his Immortal Yuan Strength and qi to heal himself, the wound was healing itself at a visible rate.

“Why is my punch… so weak?”

That was a thought occurring to him and he could not help laughing out loud. “I've came too quickly that I forgot I was still True Immortal.”

At the same time, the Stoner giant felt rather embarrassed that he could not kill Jiang He, a human True Immortal and a suicide warrior at that. His marble face was contorted in anger and he charged at Jiang He with another outstretched fist.

The Stoners were a unique lifeform.

It was said that their ancestors were born out of the first divine mountain in the universe, gradually developing sentience after endless eons and eventually grasping Dao to cultivate up to divinity.

The Stoners were born later, created by their ancestors' item crafting methods.

Their race did not cultivate mystic energies or Yuan Spirit, only physique… thought they did not have a body of flesh, strictly speaking.

After all, their bodies were formed from stones in the first place, which was why every Stoner could be considered an elite of body refinement.

Seeing that the Stoner was charging again, Jiang He did not meet his blow this time.

In a flash, he had teleported five thousand kilometers away.

“What?”

Stunned, the Golden Immortal Stoner could not help crying out, “A True Immortal has actually grasped Spatial Dao?”

“No!”

Another Golden immortal cried out in surprise then, “I did not sense any spatial ripple just now, and I had already sealed this area! Unless he is far more accomplished in Spatial Dao than I am, he should not have been able to cast teleportation!”

“He must have used some profound treasure to cast some secret art resembling teleportation!”

The one who spoke was a champion of the Shadowers.

The Shadowers were born with a supernatural affinity to Spatial Dao, and almost every Shadower who reached Golden Immortal would have mastered it.

In that very instant, the many Golden Immortals' faces dropped.

Although they had no idea how that human did it, that move alone could keep him alive, and no one could catch up if he tried to run.

And yet…

“Bullsh*t!”

Thousands of miles away, Jiang He was furious as he pointed at the Shadower and barked, “Which race are you from, Golden Immortal? How dare you defame me?”

“I spent half an hour mastering Spatial Dao, thereby creating and mastering Teleportation! And you actually tell me that this isn't a Spatial technique?”

Whoosh!

In a flash, Jiang He returned to the middle of the innumerable immortals' encirclement.

He stared at the gaping Golden Immortal Shadower and hooted, “Look with those mongrel eyes of yours. Isn't this a spatial technique?”

Whoosh!

With those words, Jiang He teleported away…

Whoosh!

And back again.

The Golden Immortals were all left dumbfounded.

“You really want to die!”

In that instant, twentyish Golden Immortals all attacked. God-like Dao techniques bombarded the air, slashing veins of spatial ripples, causing vacuum to cascade endlessly and leaving an utter mess.

Under normal circumstances, one could not use spatial techniques in dimensional turbulence.

Even so, Jiang He…

Whoosh!

Had escaped thousands of miles away again.

“Woah!”

“The teleportation I've created myself is that awesome?”

Even Jiang He himself was surprised. He then smiled sinisterly and coolly said, “I had given all of you a chance. Since none of you cared, I, Jiang He, shall go on the slaughter!”

Kaboom!

His aura raged wildly.

“System!”

“Level up the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword!”

“The Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword too!”

At Jiang He's thought, a System Notification jingled—

[Ding!]

[-150 billion Farm Points.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have mastered the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword.]

[Ding!]

[-150 billion Farm Points.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have mastered the Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword.]

In the instant that the System Notifications jingled, the aura of Jiang He's body which had been pushed to its limits instantly increased by several notches, and rushed towards the realm of Golden Immortal.

In his body, the veins of Immortal Dao shone dazzlingly.

His muscles and bones cracked with a thunderous rumble.

His mind and soul rapidly strengthened.

The leveling of the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword did not only improve cultivation. Instead, it would strengthen the three aspects of physique, cultivation, and spirit as well, whereas the Secret Art of Chaos Thundersword improved his sword techniques.

It was a godly sword art that integrated both Secret Yuan Spirit Techniques and swordplay, a technique that would stand above all others even among the many other worlds.

Shunk!

Sword light arose around Jiang He's body again.

Every sword hummed in resonance within thousands of miles.

“What?”

The pursuing Golden Immortals and True Immortals all stopped, and looked with a face of disbelief as heavenly phenomenon extended across the world. Even the White Sky God King was absolutely astonished and muttered somberly, “Impossible… forget a True Immortal's ascension to Golden Immortal… not even ascension to Grand Luo would cause such terrible phenomenon!”

Unbeknownst to him, it was a special effect Jiang He had added in when he created his cultivation manual.

And that was because Jiang He wanted to stay subtle.

Otherwise, would the champions of the Alliance not be scared to death if his phenomenon overflowed over millions of miles?

“So this is Golden Immortal?”

As for Jiang He, his entire being had been caught in a state of enlightenment.

After mastery of the Scripture of Chaos Thundersword had pushed his physique, cultivation, and spirit to Golden Immortal, it did not stop there, but instead continued powering towards full-fledged Golden Immortal… which messed up Jiang He's plan.

His original plan was to ascend and then use the Longevity Retribution to kill some of the Heavenly Immortals and average legionnaires. Even so, the various aspects of strengthening forced him into a state of enlightenment.

In this state, Jiang He was infinitely more sensitive toward external stimuli, although he just could not shake himself out of enlightenment.

He could see the many other Golden Immortals rushing toward him.

However, they all stopped just fifty kilometers away from him.

After all, rolling thunderclouds of retribution were taking shape over Jiang He's head.

The Longevity Retribution was coming!

“Damn it!”

Jiang He was almost crying, and he roared inwardly, “I really don't want enlightenment…”

And yet…

It was all useless.

The rolling thunderclouds of retribution were blanketing the entire world and filling all of outer space, stretching untold thousands of miles.

Terrible thunderbolts flashed within the thundercloud.

Kaboom!

A thunderbolt that was a thousand feet thick slammed into Jiang He in the head.

Being forced into a state of enlightenment, Jiang He was left baffled.

Hold on…

Is this thunderbolt of retribution supposed to be this weak?

His physique was at best at the level of an average premium-grade immortal item. So why did it not hurt when it struck his body?!

Chapter end