The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 301

The Sword God had lost!

In their eyes, the Sword God's attainments in a martial way were far greater than Yan Potian's, yet he was still defeated by the person in front of him. What did this mean?

This meant that this person was abnormally strong.

The expressions of Yan Potian and his son darkened at the same time. Yan Qishan had volunteered to represent his father, but it looked like he did not have the qualifications to do so.

Although he was also a Great Master Martial Artist, he was only at the first stage of Great Master Stage.

Yan Potian said in a deep voice: "Qishan, you step down. Since this person can injure the Sword God, then I shall experience his powerful technique today."

Heaven Monk laughed and said, "My good disciple, please watch him for a while. I will send him off first."

"I can still hold on." Tang Zheng clenched his teeth and said.

Seeing that, Ye Tianlei wanted to advise a few things, but the words were stuck at the tip of his tongue. The scene where Chu Mingxuan pressed on closer every step of the way was still fresh in his mind, making him unable to continue persuading him.

"Let their master handle this matter. I have long disliked Chu Mingxuan, so it is good for me to borrow senior's hand to teach him a lesson." Feng Siniang advised in a low voice.

Ye Tianlei sighed, after being stirred up like this, the capital was truly in a tumultuous state, especially after seeing Tang Zheng's display of power and background, which was enough to attract the attention of all the major powers.

"After this, the Ye Family's reputation will definitely rise to an unprecedented level." Feng Siniang was deeply moved, the Ye Family had made the right move, and had reaped great rewards.

Ye Dingdang did not have many complicated thoughts, she only heaved a sigh of relief. With Heaven Monk here, Tang Zheng would be safe.

She immediately ran over to support Tang Zheng and asked in concern: "How are you?"

The two of them held hands tightly, causing Tang Zheng's body to tremble as a wave of pure Yin energy was transferred into his body majestically.

His eyes lit up as he subconsciously squeezed her hand.

Ye Dingdang was elated. Both of her hands held his hands, their fingers interlocked as if their souls were pressed together.

She had a strange feeling in her heart, and her mind was in turmoil. However, when she felt the high temperature in his palm, she quickly asked, "Why is your temperature so high?"

Tang Zheng took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine."

The pure Yin energy moderated the pure Yang energy in his body. Although it wasn't enough to let him get out of his predicament immediately, it was enough to calm him down for the time being.

"But your body temperature is so high?"

Tang Zheng shook his head: "I'm fine." Then, he circulated his technique and quickly absorbed her pure Yin energy.

Seeing that, Ye Dingdang did not ask anymore, and the two of them looked towards Heaven Monk, only to see Heaven Monk commanding Huang Ziyang: "Protect him, anyone who dares harm him will be killed without question."

Huang Ziyang did not say anything but stood in front of Tang Zheng without any hesitation.

The others subconsciously avoided his gaze, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Come, let me see who is stronger when compared to that sword wielding fool." Heaven Monk took a step forward. The step forward was not a big one, but it was merely a step, and he closed the distance between him and Yan Potian by a few meters.

Yan Potian's face sunk, as he gently threw out a punch. The punch seemed ordinary, but it did not have much power.

But when his fist arrived in front of Heaven Monk, peng peng peng, the air around Heaven Monk released a series of explosions, the air turned into a series of fists that could not be seen by the naked eye, that vast imposing manner made people's hearts tremble.

This was a very mysterious realm of fist techniques. That was, the explosive fist intent resonated with the air, causing the air to become as powerful as a fist.

The air was everywhere, and the attacks were naturally everywhere.

Unless one was a master of the realm, it was impossible to perform such an exquisite technique. Although the others didn't know what was going on, some of them were so scared that their faces turned pale and their legs went limp.

Heaven Monk smirked, and also threw out a punch, the moment the fist was unleashed, it displayed an incomparable power, but his fist seemed to have grown larger in an instant.

No!

It was not that he was getting bigger, but his fist was emitting a layer of faint light.

His palms were glowing. What realm was this? Only a few people knew that this was a sign that one's cultivation had reached the pinnacle.

This was the manifestation of the release of inner strength. When the inner strength was forced out of the body, this fist light appeared.

They did not know that the fist aura was not formed by the release of inner strength, but by the release of inner qi. However, Heaven Monk was good at using illusions to create truths, so other people were unable to find any clues.

These people were all intelligent, if the other party were to find out about their identity as cultivators, although Heaven Monk was not afraid, it would bring about trouble for Tang Zheng.

The Heaven Monk was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. He was the one who was truly astute, the way he considered everything was comprehensive, so he would not easily reveal any flaws.

A fist that brought along a fist light collided with the omnipresent attack that merged with the air.

BOOOOM!

With a loud sound, the crowd screamed, many people were blown around by the force, some people even spat out blood.

Yan Qishan immediately advised: Everyone leave the hall quickly.

Everyone rushed forward. They were originally prepared to watch a good show, but after the first move, they were able to display such terrifying power. It even affected the fish in the pond, allowing them to personally experience the dangers of an expert's battle.

Even being a spectator meant that his life was in danger.

However, no one left. They all gathered near the entrance of the hall and stretched their necks to watch the battle.

There were only two people left in the hall, even a precelestial martial artist like Ye Tianlei had no choice but to leave.

This punch was just an appetizer. Heaven Monk and Yan Potian's clothes were fluttering from the wind, but their bodies did not move at all.

"I am using the Dragon Elephant Technique. Please enlighten me." When Yan Potian's voice fell, his body actually turned illusory.

However, this was not a spell. The inner strength within his body fluctuated violently, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate and ripple. It was as if his figure was about to disappear.

In fact, he was still standing at his original position.

Roar!

With a furious roar, Bang like a dragon's roar, the energy waves soaring into the sky, his entire person transforming into an enraged dragon that attacked Heaven Monk.

In the eyes of many, Yan Potian seemed to have really turned into an angry dragon, and attacked with an unrivalled might.

Heaven Monk formed a sword technique with his hand, causing the air to vibrate, and a sword to appear in his hand. It was not a True Sword, but a sword formed from True Qi, emitting a faint light.

"Sword Qi, it's actually sword Qi, and it's a condensed form of Sword Qi." The crowd cried out in alarm.

People who practiced sword arts would need a certain amount of power to produce sword Qi, but it was not too difficult. For example, in precelestial martial artist, people could usually release sword Qi.

But to use Sword Qi to condense a real sword like the Heaven Monk, that was simply wishful thinking, absolutely impossible.

Many people only understood that what Heaven Monk said about injuring the Sword God was not an exaggeration. The other party really had the strength, and he had even used the Sword God's most prideful sword to injure the other party. The Sword God would probably vomit blood.

"My dear disciple, it seems that this sword technique is quite different from the sword techniques you normally use." Heaven Monk roared.

Tang Zheng's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Heaven Monk was about to use the Flying Immortals from Sky's Beyond Swordsmanship, so he had already completely learnt the first move, Soaring Cloud, and the second move was already at the proficiency of thirty moves.

The others were also staring at Heaven Monk, they knew that this sword technique was not ordinary, if they could comprehend one or two of it, they would be able to enjoy it for the rest of their lives.

Whew ~

The sword danced as the air around him churned, as though he had turned into a cloud. Strong gales rose up from the ground, howling incessantly.

A storm was brewing!

The move Heaven Monk was using the first move of the Flying Immortals from Sky's Beyond Swordsmanship.

Tang Zheng's pupils shrank. He himself had not displayed such a great strengthening power, so it was unknown how many times stronger Heaven Monk had displayed this move.

Pah pah pah!

After that, it mixed with the air and condensed on the surface of the longsword. In an instant, the longsword suddenly grew ten times larger, and the sword was originally only half a meter long. Now, it became five meters long and extremely wide.

"This is no longer the first move. This is the second move. Right, this is the second move that I have yet to fully comprehend." Tang Zheng was excited, his eyes opened wide.

"Roar!"

Yan Potian's aura had also finished accumulating energy, and the angered dragon that he had transformed into increased by several times. It opened its mouth wide and bit towards Heaven Monk.

"Sword Shattering Thousand Jin!"

Heaven Monk roared, the huge sword slashed down and ruthlessly struck the Raging Dragon's body.

In that instant, time seemed to come to a standstill, and even the air in the hall seemed to freeze. Everyone's eyes froze at that moment. The gigantic sword and the raging dragon's figures were deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Many of those who did not know martial arts or whose strength was still weak felt their minds shake. An indescribable pressure pressed down on their hearts. Their eyes rolled back as they fainted one by one.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had already fainted, and those who persevered were all warriors that were above the eighth stage of Body Training Stage.

Ye Dingdang's face paled, her legs trembled, and warm energy entered her body from Tang Zheng's palms, causing her to resist the power.

Some of the precelestial martial artist present also finally realized the difference between them and the Great Master Stage. This gap was simply impossible to bridge, it was a chasm.

All of this took a very long time to describe, but actually happened in just a split-second. The greatsword was shattered, and the raging dragon also collapsed one after another. A powerful shockwave soared into the sky, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere.

Kacha kacha ~

A series of strange sounds rang out. Before everyone could figure out what was going on, there was a loud explosion as the massive wooden building collapsed.

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