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Chapter 168 Come! Fight!
Faced with Meng Xihong's punch, which carried the power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, and caused the illusory golden crow to cry out and pounce on him.

Qin Zhan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his blood seemed to boil completely at that moment!
He fought in the Qin Dynasty, broke through the army's ten thousand commanders, and forged his reputation amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The word "retreat" never existed in his dictionary!
"war!"

A loud shout rang out like a thunderclap.

The spiritual power in the late stage of Foundation Establishment was circulating wildly at an unprecedented speed, and a layer of blood-red light, caused by the excessive stimulation of spiritual power, was even faintly visible on the surface of the body.

Qin Zhan slammed his feet into the already cracked jade ground beneath him, his back arched like a bow, and his arms crossed as he fiercely lunged forward.

All the defensive runes on the dark black heavy armor were activated at this moment, and the ghostly light connected to form a thick spiritual energy shield, which met the attacking golden crow fist shadow head-on!
"boom!!!"

It was no longer a dull thud, but a deafening explosion!
The golden crow phantom collided squarely with the spiritual energy shield, and the raging flames and sharp golden light instantly engulfed Qin Zhan's figure.

The scorching heatwave erupted in a ring, blasting away and melting all the smaller pieces of rock on the arena wreckage!
The three thousand soldiers of the Broken Army below the stage felt a blast of hot air hit their faces, making it hard to breathe. They stared wide-eyed at the center of the explosion.

The light faded.

Qin Zhan remained in a blocking stance, but his heavy black armor began to crack under the strain. A clear crack spread from his breastplate, followed by a second and a third.
In an instant, the heavy armor that had accompanied him in battle for many years and possessed astonishing defensive capabilities shattered like broken porcelain, peeling off his body piece by piece to reveal his bulging muscles and bronze skin underneath.

"puff."

He couldn't hold back any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But Qin Zhan's arms, still crossed in a blockade, remained firmly planted in front of him, his feet rooted to the spot, not retreating even a step!

But his trembling arm and the blood constantly seeping from the corner of his mouth showed the price he paid for taking that punch.

gap!

A stark difference!

Although Qin Zhan was clearly superior to his opponent in terms of cultivation level, his absolute combat power at this moment was far inferior to that of Meng Xihong!

The blessing from the "Hot Furnace Sutra" and the "Great Sun Hot Furnace Fist" is terrifyingly powerful!
This punch completely shattered the last trace of contempt Qin Zhan had harbored due to his cultivation level.

Qin Zhan slowly raised his head. His blood-stained face showed no sign of defeat. Instead, the fighting spirit in his tiger-like eyes burned even more fiercely, like two leaping flames!

He abruptly flung aside the shattered arm armor, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his spiritual power roared once more.

"Hahaha, so happy!"

Qin Zhan's voice was hoarse, but it carried an excitement that made him stronger when facing stronger opponents.

"Come again!"

The words fell.

Without waiting for Meng Xihong to make a move, he roared and launched his own attack!
The remaining spiritual energy condensed on his fists, transforming into two solid fist energies that, like cannonballs, tore through the air and fiercely slammed towards Meng Xihong!

Military tactics: charge forward without hesitation, risking one's life!
Seeing Qin Zhan severely injured and his armor shattered, yet instead of collapsing and admitting defeat, his fighting spirit only intensified, and he launched a preemptive attack, a genuine hint of admiration finally flashed across Meng Xihong's calm eyes.

This is true military spirit!
But that was the end of it. Meng Xihong knew that if he wanted to truly convince this arrogant general of the Po Jun Camp, words alone would be useless. Only by using absolute power to completely defeat him and crush all his reliance and pride!
Think about this.

Meng Xihong no longer held anything back.

He took a deep breath, as if inhaling the scorching air around him. The already intense golden-red radiance around him instantly subsided, but the oppressive feeling that made his heart palpitate only intensified, like the deathly stillness before a storm.

The right fist slowly retracted to the waist. The movement seemed slow, but it drew in all the air currents and light around it. The rubble on the ruins of the arena began to tremble slightly, and then it all silently turned into dust.

The illusory image of the furnace behind Meng Xihong was more solid than ever before, and the magma patterns on the furnace body flowed slowly as if they had come to life, exuding a terrifying aura of melting all things.

The third move of the Great Sun Furnace Fist: Melting the Heavens and Forging Mountains!
A punch was thrown, silently and without a sound.

There is no earth-shaking momentum and no dazzling brilliance.

There was only an intense heat and heaviness that seemed to originate from the beginning of the world, from the time when chaos was separated.

Where the fist passed, space distorted, light vanished, and everything seemed to lose its color and sound under the will of this punch, falling into silence, waiting to be melted and reshaped!

Qin Zhan, who faced this punch head-on, felt it most deeply.

He felt as if he was no longer standing on a ring, but alone facing a collapsing sky of lava, with a giant mountain about to turn into molten iron beneath his feet!

An omnipresent sense of oppression came from all directions, trying to squeeze and melt him!
"Oh no, that attack was incredibly powerful!"

This is the intuition that Qin Zhan developed over many years of training on the front lines.

But a strong sense of unwillingness and the soldier's indomitable will roared deep within his soul!
"Sect Leader Meng, please don't blame me for cheating. If you can withstand this move, I will be completely convinced!"

"Where is the Po Jun Camp?!"

Qin Zhan roared furiously, his voice echoing across the surrounding area.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The three thousand soldiers of the Po Jun Camp below the stage were already on edge, sharing the same breath as their commander. Upon hearing this, they shouted in unison without hesitation!

Three thousand fierce battle intents and iron-blooded killing intents erupted suddenly, transforming into a visible blood-red torrent that broke through the remaining light barrier around the arena and surged wildly into Qin Zhan's body!

This is a secret military formation technique of the Broken Army Camp, which can gather the power of the masses to empower the commander!
With the support of three thousand soldiers, Qin Zhan's body swelled violently, his veins bulging like dragons, and his body shone with a bright crimson light. A terrifying aura of tragic, domineering, and unstoppable force soared into the sky!

He clenched his fists, and all the surging power and his remaining spiritual energy converged wildly.

A blood-red war god phantom, three zhang tall with a blurred face but wielding a giant axe, materialized in front of him!
This phantom was as solid as a physical object, exuding a terrifying aura, as if it were a god of slaughter stepping out from an ancient battlefield!
Meng Xihong thought to himself, "Good heavens, if he can't beat them one-on-one, he's calling in reinforcements? And he's calling in three thousand of them!"

"Break the army, slay!"

Qin Zhan moved in sync with the blood-red war god phantom, swinging his arms with the giant axe condensed from endless baleful energy and spiritual power, and with the determination to shatter everything, he fiercely cleaved down towards the silent fist force of "Melting the Sky and Forging Mountains"!
Breaking Army Slash!
This was the very same killing move used by the three thousand Po Jun camp members on Black Wind Mountain that day, whose combined spiritual power was enough to annihilate the Golden Core evil cultivator!
Although this move is a simplified version where Qin Zhan uses the fighting spirit of three thousand soldiers to form a physical form without invoking spiritual power, its indomitable and selfless fierce momentum still carries the power to destroy the world!
This was the fusion of Qin Zhan's will with that of the three thousand soldiers of the Broken Army Camp, and it was the strongest attack he could unleash at this moment!
All cards have been played!

(End of this chapter)