Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 89: Chapter 089 Battle Zhang Junlan
 

“This person really does have some impressive background,” Feng Wuchen slightly furrowed his brows, as the man in white unleashed a remarkably formidable strength.

“This guy is so strong! No wonder he’s so arrogant!” Liu Qingyang received a huge shock.

“Be careful, Brother Feng!” Miao Qingqing expressed her concern.

“When did the Empire produce a young Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner? It’s impossible for him to be the prince’s disciple.” Feng Wuchen frowned inwardly.

At such a young age, he had already stepped into the level of a Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner, and his cultivation had reached the Seventh Level of the Transformative Realm, showing that the man in white was indeed an extraordinary genius.

“His power is comparable to the Eighth Level of the Transformative Realm. If he has cultivated powerful martial skills, he might even be able to contend with the Ninth Level. Indeed, he’s not simple,” Feng Wuchen thought to himself, curious about the man in white.

“Bang!”

The man in white suddenly stomped on the ground with an explosive bang, shooting out at a terrifying speed, stirring up a great deal of dust.

He rushed forward with a punch aimed at Feng Wuchen, a demonstration of overwhelming fist strength, carrying the momentum of a fist that could shatter mountains and rivers!

Yet Feng Wuchen remained unmoved, his gaze undisturbed as he looked at the man in white.

“Brother Feng, be careful!” Liu Qingyang yelled out in panic.

Seeing Feng Wuchen not moving, the man’s brows compressed slightly, and his overpowering fist also stopped in front of Feng Wuchen, but the fierce wind it generated caused Feng Wuchen’s hair to fly backward wildly.

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“What do you mean? Why aren’t you fighting back?” the man in white asked with a frown.

Feng Wuchen replied indifferently, “Your fist lacks killing intent, and you haven’t told me your name.”

“Zhang Junlan! Is that satisfactory? I won’t hold back my next punch!” Zhang Junlan said with furrowed brows, his aura bursting forth once again as he threw a punch without holding back!

“Bang!”

Feng Wuchen raised his right hand, and with a muffled bang, he caught Zhang Junlan’s fist. Despite the latter’s extremely formidable punch strength, it couldn’t make Feng Wuchen take even half a step back!

“To think he blocked it effortlessly. He too is at the Seventh Level of the Transformative Realm, but his strength seems to be above mine!” Zhang Junlan frowned inwardly, considerably shocked.

“My name is Feng Wuchen,” Feng Wuchen replied calmly, completely unaffected by Zhang Junlan’s strength.

Zhang Junlan scrutinized Feng Wuchen carefully. Never had he encountered someone of the same cultivation level who could stand up to him.

Feng Wuchen was the first!

“Feng Wuchen, your strength is considerable. I didn’t expect such a tiny Empire to harbor a genius like you,” Zhang Junlan said, a seriousness emerging in his eyes.

“You’re definitely not from the Empire,” Feng Wuchen stated, deducing from Zhang Junlan’s words.

“Among all the opponents I have faced, even those at the Eighth Level of the Transformative Realm are no match for me; you are the first person able to withstand me,” Zhang Junlan said, his eyes flashing fiercely.

Zhang Junlan’s True Yuan erupted more and more strongly, launching a fierce assault on Feng Wuchen.

“Bang bang bang!”

The intense close-quarters battle erupted in the valley. The thudding sounds accompanied by the violent Qi Force spread far and wide. Such was the force of their power that the ground beneath the two fighters began to crack and splinter.

“Zhang Junlan truly is powerful!” Liu Qingyang was in sheer amazement, the fierce battle inciting a strong desire for power within him.

But the more Zhang Junlan fought, the more shocked he became. No matter how fierce or tricky the attack—fist, palm, elbow, claw, knee—it was ineffective, utterly unable to hit Feng Wuchen.

Wanting to overpower Feng Wuchen with sheer strength, Zhang Junlan soon discovered that Feng Wuchen was even more violent!

After a series of fierce exchanges, Zhang Junlan did not gain the slightest advantage and, on the contrary, began to feel a numbing pain in his limbs.

“So powerful! He is in no way inferior to me!” Zhang Junlan mentally exclaimed, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

Zhang Junlan really hadn’t expected to find such an abnormal genius in such a small Empire!

As time went on, Zhang Junlan began to falter, the prickling pain in his limbs growing more pronounced as he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Feng Wuchen attacked with lethal precision and great speed. The moment Zhang Junlan began to lose his footing, Feng Wuchen seized the opportunity, landing several punches on him consecutively, sending him flying backwards.

Zhang Junlan’s feet scraped against the ground, sliding six or seven meters before coming to a stop, a sharp pain radiating from his chest.

“Speed, strength, defense, all exceptionally strong, with absolutely no weaknesses to exploit. None of my attacks had any effect, and his physique is incredibly robust; he’s simply a monster!” Zhang Junlan was inwardly horrified, not realizing how terrifying Feng Wuchen was until he exchanged blows with him.

Zhang Junlan’s fierce attacks would have likely defeated anyone else long ago.

Unfortunately for Zhang Junlan, they were useless against Feng Wuchen, who could predict Zhang Junlan’s next move before it was even made.

Such was the experience of the Evil Dragon God! It was combat experience accumulated through countless battles!

“No matter how strong, nobody is a match for Brother Feng! He’s just asking for trouble,” Liu Qingyang said, reveling in schadenfreude.

Miao Qingqing, however, thought otherwise, her voice serious, “This Zhang Junlan is truly powerful. Brother Feng dares not underestimate him.”

In a contest of physical combat, Zhang Junlan was simply no match for Feng Wuchen. Aside from Feng Wuchen’s incredibly tough physique, just his battle experience alone was enough to see through Zhang Junlan’s techniques.

“To encounter such a formidable opponent like you, this trip hasn’t been in vain!” Zhang Junlan exclaimed, his aura shifting once more.

Zhang Junlan’s hands flew through seals with cryptic movements, amassing an extremely powerful force that enveloped him. His entire body sparked with dazzling blue light, his aura rapidly climbing to alarming heights.

“An Earth Grade Martial Skill! What terrifying power!” exclaimed Liu Qingyang in shock.

“An Earth Grade mid-rank martial skill. It seems he must come from some major power on the Mainland; his background is not small,” Feng Wuchen surmised to himself.

“Feng Wuchen! Let me see your true skills!” Zhang Junlan bellowed, “Earth Grade Martial Skill! Thousand Paths Soul Extermination Palm!”

Zhang Junlan leapt high, launching a palm strike from afar at Feng Wuchen.

“Swoosh!”

A thirty-foot large blue energy palm print, carrying an aggressive momentum, dove down with a gust that swept around it, its imposing presence tremendously oppressive.

Feng Wuchen dared not underestimate it and immediately channeled the power of the Dragon God, with golden light bursting forth, as an extremely violent force surged wildly.

“Earth Grade Martial Skill! World-ending Heavenly Punishment Slash!”

Feng Wuchen uttered in a low voice, the ferocious force gathering in his right arm, which was flashing blinding golden light, pervaded by a terrifying power.

“Earth Grade Martial Skill, a small empire has Earth Grade martial skills? And his aura is very peculiar, the strength is definitely not True Yuan! Who exactly is he?” Feeling Feng Wuchen’s extremely violent power, Zhang Junlan was secretly shocked, but when he sensed Feng Wuchen’s aura, his expression became somewhat dazed.

“Swoosh!”

Feng Wuchen swung his right arm, and with a swooshing sound burst, an enormous golden energy slash shot out, exuding an awe-inspiring might that pierced both heaven and earth, causing one’s heart to tremble with fear.

“Boom!”

“Buzz!”

In the blink of an eye, the two extremely violent powers collided, exploding instantly, the enormous noise echoing through the valley, and the fierce energy ripples spread unchecked, even causing a faint trembling sound from the valley.

Thick smoke billowed, filling the valley.

A powerful clash, both of them were pushed back.

“Jiuxiao Zhuri!” Having just steadied himself, Zhang Junlan bellowed again and charged forth at an even more terrifying speed, his movement technique proving to be extremely formidable.

“God Shadow!” Sensing the attack, Feng Wuchen immediately used his movement technique to dodge.

“Bang!”

Zhang Junlan, who had rushed over, landed a palm strike on the exact spot where Feng Wuchen had been, banging explosively and creating a large crater in the ground, with debris flying in all directions.

“His movement technique is indeed excellent, his speed is no less than mine!” Zhang Junlan thought to himself.

“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

Feng Wuchen moved with extreme speed, and after darting around, he appeared next to Zhang Junlan’s left side in the blink of an eye and launched a palm strike.

Zhang Junlan’s face changed slightly; he had just landed a palm strike and was pulling back when Feng Wuchen was already attacking, what terrifying speed was this?

However, fortunately, Zhang Junlan had quick reflexes and managed to bring his left palm up to meet the attack in a rush.

“Thump!”

The palms collided, and with a thumping sound, Zhang Junlan was once again pushed back by Feng Wuchen.

Given Feng Wuchen’s astonishing speed, the fact that Zhang Junlan was able to respond with a palm strike at the first instant in such a critical situation took Wuchen by surprise.

“Hmph! You truly have impressive strength,” Zhang Junlan said with a faint cold smirk, his eyes now showing a change.

Fervently spirited, a vigorous and ferocious force spread from within Zhang Junlan, his aura fundamentally different from before.

“Clang!”

“Crimson Flame Spear!” With a wave of his hand, Zhang Junlan summoned a silver long spear with a clang, a powerful aura spreading from the spear.

It was a medium-grade Spiritual Artifact!

At this moment, Zhang Junlan’s combat power soared to a new peak, frighteningly potent, comparable to a fighter of the Ninth Level of the Transformative Realm.

“Such violent momentum!” Liu Qingyang exclaimed in horror.

“Innate power! He possesses the constitution of an innate body! This man’s background is definitely not simple!” Feng Wuchen thought to himself in surprise, realizing from the way Zhang Junlan activated his power that it was innate power!

“To push me to this extent, you are the first,” Zhang Junlan arrogantly stated with the Crimson Flame Spear pointed at Feng Wuchen, his eyes full of confidence and pride.

“With your Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner level, I’m afraid you couldn’t have crafted that Crimson Flame Spear in your hands,” Feng Wuchen said with a light smile, while also bringing forth his Fiery Blade.

“Oh? You actually know I am a Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner?” Zhang Junlan asked in surprise.

Feng Wuchen chuckled, “To reach the level of a Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner at your current age is quite remarkable. On the entire Mainland, I’m afraid there aren’t even a handful who can match you, which shows you’re an artifact refining genius.”

Pausing for a moment, Feng Wuchen continued, “You are also a cultivation genius, with an innate body, innate power, one in ten thousand. Your possession of these is proof enough!”

“Tsk tsk, incredible. I truly wonder if you are the worm in my belly? How do you know everything?” Zhang Junlan said with a face full of disbelief, astounded by Feng Wuchen’s knowledge.

“Pfft!”

Upon hearing this, Miao Qingqing, who was watching the battle, couldn’t help but let out a brief laugh.

Feng Wuchen casually remarked, “I’ve seen it in ancient texts.”

“Hmph! Since you know so much, then let’s see my true strength! Behold the spear!” With a loud cry, Zhang Junlan brandished the Crimson Flame Spear for a moment, then struck down towards the ground from above.

A powerful and swift spear glow shot out along the ground, its strength vigorous and robust. If one were to be hit by it, they would likely be split in two!