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Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Fang Cheng's punching speed has completely surpassed the common sense of physics.

With his waist and hips as the axis, his spine, like a high-speed rotating motor, transmits violent power segment by segment to his shoulders and neck, and finally pours down through his arms.

In mid-air, all that could be seen were dazzling golden fireballs exploding one after another on Jiang Chen's body.

Due to the rapid friction and the infusion of true energy, intense plasma-like tail flames condensed on the surface of Fang Cheng's fists, transforming into a sky full of interwoven fireworks.

This isn't just one or two punches, but hundreds of high-frequency heavy blows every second!

With the first punch, Jiang Chen's jaw shattered, and dark green corpse blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

On the fiftieth punch, the four bone spikes that were trying to defend were shattered and smashed into bone dust that flew everywhere.

With the hundredth punch, the remaining bronze armor on Jiang Chen's body could no longer withstand the high temperature and immense force, and it began to vaporize.

With the thousandth punch, the Zombie King's chest, which was tougher than steel, was dented in countless places, his skin and flesh torn away, turning him into a messy pile of flesh.

………………

The air was completely sucked out under such high-frequency bombardment, forming a small vacuum zone.

The dull thuds blended into a continuous low-frequency roar, causing the ground below to tremble.

Jiang Chen's immortality, which he was so proud of, completely lost its meaning at this moment.

That abnormal self-healing ability is utterly insignificant in the face of absolute violent crushing.

The granulation tissue at the wound had barely grown an inch before it was blasted into dust along with the surrounding flesh and bone by the ensuing fiery punches.

His body was repeatedly thrown backward and twisted in mid-air until it was completely deformed.

Before the green blood could even splatter, it was evaporated into foul-smelling smoke by the high temperature of the punch.

The painful screams were abruptly blocked in the ruptured throat, unable to escape at all.

Fang Cheng fought faster and faster, his internal energy and blood boiling.

Every punch is accompanied by the extreme contraction and stretching of muscle fibers.

The exhilarating feeling of delivering powerful blows and utterly crushing a formidable foe sent his adrenaline soaring to its peak.

"Explode!"

With a final roar, Fang Cheng pulled his right arm back fully, his entire body bending like a drawn bow.

All the true energy within his dantian and dantian converged on his right fist without reservation.

The golden flame, compressed to its extreme, even faintly emitted a dazzling white light.

A punch was thrown, like a meteor falling to the ground.

thump—

With a deafening roar that pierced through all the souls within the sea of ​​blood, this powerful punch, imbued with Fang Cheng's peak strength, pierced through Jiang Chen's already riddled chest without any resistance.

The violent spiraling true energy flowed along the fist and exploded directly inside his body.

The Zombie King's massive body didn't even have time to let out a final scream before it exploded in mid-air like a building subjected to a targeted blast.

The foul-smelling green blood, broken bones, and dark red rotting flesh were instantly burned to ashes under the sweeping golden flames.

With Jiang Chen's complete demise, the space of the inner world finally reached its limit.

The golden palace high in the sky gradually dimmed and slowly disappeared into nothingness.

The gray mist churned violently from all directions, then melted rapidly like snowflakes encountering boiling water, disappearing into the darkness along with the sea of ​​fire.

The barrier enveloping the entire village shattered like a broken mirror, emitting a series of crisp "crack" sounds.

Huge black cracks spread rapidly across the sky, suddenly tearing apart the original dome.

With a deafening roar, the distorted scene around them receded rapidly, like the tide going out.

In just a few seconds, the spatial fragments completely collapsed.

The night breeze brushed against my cheeks again, bringing a slight coolness.

The bright full moon overhead once again parted the clouds, casting its cool, silvery light upon the earth.

Fang Cheng landed steadily on his feet in the courtyard of the ancestral hall in Guhuai Village.

The surrounding area is a cluster of abandoned buildings.

The crumbling walls stood silently under the moonlight, the air thick with the smell of decaying old wood.

There was no boiling sea of ​​blood, nor a terrifying mountain of corpses, only knee-high weeds and a few collapsed, faded red-lacquered wooden pillars.

In the distance, Manager Wu and Qian Dongming were slumped on the ground, like two petrified statues, their mouths agape, staring blankly at him.

Fang Cheng slowly retracted his fists, and the boiling golden flames on his body gradually receded into his body.

Then he exhaled a long breath.

His scalding body still emitted white steam, which rose gently in the cool moonlight, making him look like a war god who had just emerged from a furnace.

Feeling the blood and qi gradually calming down in his body, he raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and a relaxed smile appeared on his lips.

This was a tough battle, and it was exhilarating!

The thought had barely formed when a familiar ripple appeared at the edge of his vision.

Brilliant pale blue light spots appeared out of thin air, quickly intertwining and recombinating before my eyes, unfolding a semi-transparent light screen.

Immediately afterwards, a long string of data prompts rushed past in the center of the field of vision like a waterfall cascading down.

Boxing Experience +50

Boxing Lv3 (672/1000)

[Sanda Experience +30]

【Sanda Lv3 (349/1000)】

[Muay Thai Experience +30]

Muay Thai Level 3 (89/1000)

[Jiu-Jitsu Experience +30]

【Jiu-Jitsu Lv3 (80/1000)】

[Tai Chi Experience +50]

Tai Chi Level 2 (129/500)

[Qigong Experience +100]

[Qigong lv3 (322/1000)]

[Visualization Experience +100]

[Visualization lv3 (478/1000)]

[Flight Experience +10]

[Flight Lv0 (53/100)]

………………

As he watched the constantly fluctuating numbers on the screen, Fang Cheng's cold and stern facial features softened completely, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

This battle with Jiang Chen, the thousand-year-old zombie king, has greatly increased my proficiency in all my skills.

In particular, the two core techniques, "Qigong" and "Visualization," can grant up to 100 experience points per session.

After a moment's thought, Fang Cheng understood the key to it.

In previous battles, he had defeated his enemies primarily through simple physical combat or by releasing his internal energy.

In this confrontation, he unleashed his accumulated power and truly touched the edge of the laws of heaven and earth.

For the first time in actual combat, he activated his inner world, combining his pure Yang energy with his spiritual will to construct a vast domain.

Furthermore, they used this as a pretext to forcibly suppress and crush Jiang Chen's domain, "mountains of corpses and seas of blood."

The profound insights and experiential feedback brought about by this high-dimensional confrontation involving space and rules are naturally far beyond what can be compared to simple fistfights.

Fang Cheng slowly clenched his large hands, feeling the immense power surging like a river beneath his skin, and his heart was filled with emotion. More than half a year ago, in the rehabilitation center of Ren'an Hospital, even when Jiang Chen was just possessing an ordinary walking corpse, he was like an insurmountable god or demon to him, with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

At that time, even with all my might, I was merely struggling to survive in front of the other party.

But now, this once high and mighty zombie king, worshipped by countless evil spirits, has been brutally beaten into ashes scattered across the sky by himself in the most primitive and violent way.

This battle was not only a bountiful feast of slaughter, but also the most direct proof of one's martial arts realm.

The young man who could only passively defend against extraordinary power has finally gained the formidable power to control his own destiny and even transcend the laws of demons and magic.

His current physique and abilities have long since left those remnants of the old era far behind.

Fang Cheng was filled with emotion, his gaze continuing to move downwards along the pale blue screen.

Just as the skill proficiency score on the last line was set, the system panel suddenly emitted an even more dazzling and brilliant light.

Then, several new highlighted notifications popped up:

Congratulations! After a thrilling battle, your skills have broken through a bottleneck and reached a new level, now at the master level.

【Palm Technique Lv2 (0/500)】

[Received enhancement reward, skill effect: "Condensing Qi into罡"]

Has your palm technique been upgraded?
Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He subconsciously spread out his right hand, his five fingers curling inwards towards his palm.

Just as he was about to mobilize his true energy to test what the "condensing energy into qi" felt like.

"Boss!"

A hoarse, raspy voice suddenly came from outside the ancestral hall, interrupting his thoughts.

Fang Cheng turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

Pfft!
With a thud, Xu Hao nimbly vaulted over the three-meter-high courtyard wall and was running this way.

However, he looks like a beggar who has just been dug out of a pit.

His shirt was torn into several tattered strips and hung pitifully on his shoulders, while his trousers were ripped open with two large tears.

His head and face were covered in dirt and blood, and even his blond hair was matted.

Just now, Fang Cheng and Jiang Chen fought fiercely in the inner world, with waves of blood surging and the demon army passing through.

Although Xu Hao had been thrown out of the explosion's epicenter by Fang Cheng beforehand, he was surrounded by menacing monsters and endless dark fog.

He was already physically strong, and with his will to survive kicking in, he managed to climb up an old locust tree outside the ancestral hall in the dark, a tree that would take two or three people to hug.

He then huddled in the tree branches, using both hands and feet to hug the trunk, holding his breath, and survived until the inner world completely collapsed.

Seeing that the surrounding scenery had returned to normal and the dilapidated village was back in sight, and confirming that he was safe, he immediately and nimbly slid down the tree trunk.

As for the village guards and villagers on the ground who were originally used as blood bags by Jiang Chen, they were not as lucky as him at this moment.

Most of these people were reduced to ashes in the aftermath of the battle, and few were even able to be pieced together completely; their limbs and fragments were scattered all over the ground.

Only Manager Wu and Qian Dongming, who had just seen the situation turn against them, hid under the remaining altar in the main hall of the ancestral temple and were lucky enough to escape with their lives.

But the two of them were now slumped on the ground like mud, seemingly terrified by the earth-shattering spectacle they had just witnessed.

Seeing Fang Cheng, this god of death, standing in the courtyard, they covered their mouths tightly, not daring to even breathe loudly, for fear of making the slightest sound and being noticed.

"Boss!"

Xu Hao, panting, approached Fang Cheng.

He first looked around, then asked anxiously:
"That thousand-year-old rice dumpling... you've taken care of it?"

Fang Cheng nodded:

"Hmm, not even a trace left."

"Be good..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hao gasped, then his face lit up with ecstatic joy.

Having confirmed that the terrifying old monster had vanished into thin air, he patted his chest forcefully and couldn't help but boast of his achievement:
"Boss, you didn't see it just now, but I was tied to the pillar as a sacrifice, facing that old zombie, and I didn't back down an inch!"

"That old bastard glared at me with his green eyes, and I glared back at him fiercely! I thought to myself, if he dares to come closer, I'll bite off half of his nose. My motto is to die rather than submit, and to bravely face death!"

After boasting about his "heroic deeds," he immediately put on a fawning smile and gave a straight thumbs-up:

"Hehe, but boss, you're the real deal! The way you crashed down from the sky, wow, it was like an intercontinental ballistic missile sweeping the ground! I was so excited watching it, I almost couldn't help but stand up and cheer for you."

"That old bastard acted all high and mighty before, but you still managed to beat him to a pulp. I knew it, boss, you're invincible, what's the Zombie King's mere thousand years of cultivation compared to you!"

"From now on, we, the Illuminati, will be able to walk with impunity throughout the entire Eastern Capital, no, the entire Xia Kingdom. Anyone who dares to mess with us is simply asking for trouble..."

Fang Cheng listened to Xu Hao's rambling,江湖-style talk without responding.

He suddenly raised his right hand, put his index finger to his lips, and hissed:

"and many more."

Xu Hao immediately shut his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed the rest of his words.

He didn't know what had happened, but as a loyal follower, he naturally complied with his boss's suggestion to wait before flattering him, even instinctively softening his breathing.

Fang Cheng raised his head, his gaze passing over the dilapidated eaves and looking at the bright full moon in the sky.

The night breeze swept across my bare back, bringing a chill.

The mountains returned to silence, with a rustling sound as the wind blew through.

Did you... hear anything just now?

Fang Cheng turned his head slightly, his gaze still fixed on the night sky.

"what?"

Xu Hao scratched his muddy hair, puzzled.

He pricked up his ears, opened his mouth wide, and listened for a long time before shaking his head:

"No, I didn't hear a single insect chirping, only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves. Boss, what did you hear?"

Fang Cheng's brows furrowed, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

For a fleeting moment, he caught a faint, almost imperceptible sound.

It seemed to come from the highest and farthest clouds, or it seemed to resonate directly in the depths of one's mind.

"Is Jiang Chen... truly dead?"

In the quiet courtyard, a third person's voice suddenly rang out.

The sound was ethereal, with a faint echo reflected from the stone wall, as if it came from deep underground.

Fang Cheng and Xu Hao turned their heads at the same time to look at the dark well in the center of the courtyard.

At this moment, the well was faintly glowing, seemingly igniting specks of eerie green will-o'-the-wisp.

Suddenly, a pair of mud-covered hands gripped the bluestone platform at the edge of the well.

Then, a head slowly emerged.

The moonlight poured down, illuminating that bloodless face, making it appear particularly eerie and bleak.

Even more chilling was that those eyes glowed with a faint green light in the darkness, staring intently at the two people in the courtyard.

"Sadako?!"

Xu Hao's scalp tingled, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He immediately pointed at the well opening and cried out in alarm:
"Boss, there's still one evil spirit left, what do we do?"

"You big dummy! What kind of eyesight do you have? Have you ever seen a ghost as handsome as me?"

The head in the well cursed a couple of times in annoyance, then braced itself against the edge of the well with both hands, used its shoulders to push upwards.

With a soft thud as he stepped on the stone bricks, the man used both his hands and feet to pull himself out of the well.

He landed steadily on the bluestone slab. When he raised his head, the eerie green light in his pupils quickly dissipated, revealing a pair of clear black eyes.

It was Cheng Jiashu, who had been guarding outside the inner world, responsible for setting up the array and severing the earth's veins. (End of Chapter)