The Human Emperor (200-400)

C302: Eight Steps of the Furious Flood Dragon!

The fearsome, trembling and bloody edges weren't just directed toward Wang Chong. Even those behind him were within its area of attack.

This was a habit of the Tongluo Tribe.

The members of the Tongluo Tribe would never hold back. As long as they could slaughter their enemies, they had no qualms regarding the means.

This was the same for duels amongst the members of the Tongluo Tribe themselves.

No one would hold back in a battle, so the fight between fellow Tongluo Tribe members tended to be extremely intense as well. In fact, there was a significant number of deaths each year as a result.

Abutong's move had embroiled everyone within it.

"This move won't work on me!"

Seeing the huge number of bloody edges sealing every single inch of space around him, Wang Chong began chuckling instead. In the next instant, without any warning, Wang Chong flicked his fingers, and sou!, sword qi that was as thin as a spider's net but extended over a length of a dozen zhang shot out from his ten fingers.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword qi were shot out, and all of them struck multiple bloody edges accurately.

And the sharp bloody edges immediately broke apart like fragile glass upon encountering Wang Chong's sword qi. In just a few breaths, Wang Chong had already shattered all of the dangerous bloody edges in the air.

This was the result of Wang Chong's diligence during this period of time!

Wang Chong had continuously tempered his sword qi, compressing them and bulking them up over and over again... And the final result was that he was able to easily shoot a dozen sword qi from his fingers, and perfectly control the angle and force of every single one of them, as well.

Abutong's Tongluo secret art was formidable, but it was not worth a mention before Wang Chong's Art of Life Massacre.

Hong long!

Just as Wang Chong shattered every single bloody edges in the surroundings, a powerful fist suddenly tore through space and crushed down on him.

Abutong possessed sharp instincts that allowed him to see and seize all possible opportunities to destroy his opponent. Even though his thousands of bloody edges had been shattered, Abutong still gained an opportunity to get into close quarters with the real Wang Chong and land a fist on him.

"If this is what you wish!" Wang Chong chuckled. To everyone's astonishment, instead of dodging, Wang Chong raised his fist and faced Abutong's fearsome punch instead.

"Gongzi!" From behind, Zhuang Zhengping and Xu Qi's heart tightened, and their lips turned dry. No one could have thought that Wang Chong would actually face Abutong straight-on.

Given that Wang Chong's cultivation realm was beneath Abutong’s, and his movement technique was far superior to the latter, the logical course of action should be to dodge!

Yet, Wang Chong chose the most disadvantageous option.

Hong long!

A powerful shock wave surged through the area, and before everyone's astounded gaze, Wang Chong's arm trembled for a moment before catching Abutong's fist perfectly.

Weng!

Abutong's face twisted in astonishment.

"Impossible!" Abutong stared at Wang Chong in disbelief. He knew the depths of his strength, and even a True Martial realm 1-dan expert would find it difficult to withstand his blow, needless to say, an Origin Energy realm martial artist.