parentshiftbook Chapter 41 Who is the true ruler in Fengming County?
Chapter 41 Who is the true ruler in Fengming County?
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Facing a half-step Grandmaster head-on!
"Buzz—"
Liu Heita's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman, pouring all his innate true essence into his thick-backed longsword.
The blade vibrated and hummed, faintly revealing a dark red aura of bloodlust!
He roared and charged forward, dragging his sword. With each step he took, stones flew everywhere as he tried to crush Zheng Chaoyang, who was blocking his way, along with the wretched kid behind him!
"Get the hell out of my way—!"
He put all his strength into a single, powerful strike!
The blade's energy surged by over ten feet, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek, carrying the ferocious aura of slaughtering hundreds, and slashed fiercely towards Zheng Xiaoyang!
This strike, imbued with his peak mid-stage Innate Realm cultivation and the ferocity honed through battlefield combat, was enough to cleave a several-foot-thick piece of bluestone in two!
However, faced with this deadly strike that would terrify even ordinary innate realm martial artists, Zheng Chaoyang simply raised his right hand calmly.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.
He simply spread his five fingers slightly and pressed forward lightly.
"Buzz—!"
An invisible and intangible yet condensed power, as solid as black iron and as heavy as a mountain, suddenly condensed in front of him!
That wasn't true essence, but rather a more condensed and purer Grandmaster-level aura that had already faintly touched upon the power of heaven and earth!
The dark red, violent blade energy crashed fiercely into the invisible barrier of qi!
There was no loud clang of metal clashing, only a dull thud like a heavy hammer striking a drum.
That seemingly indestructible blade energy, like a fragile wave crashing against a reef, instantly disintegrated and scattered!
It turned into countless fragments of air currents that scattered and flew in all directions, not even managing to lift a corner of Zheng Chaoyang's clothes!
Liu Heita felt an irresistible and overwhelming force surging back against him along the blade!
"puff--!"
He felt as if he had been struck by a giant hammer, his chest trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of scalding blood, staining a large area of the iron armor in front of him red.
His tall and imposing body was struck as if by an invisible giant hand, and he was sent flying uncontrollably, crashing heavily into half of the remaining wall with a loud "boom," sending dust flying everywhere.
Amidst the smoke and dust, he struggled to get up, only to discover that the sturdy breastplate of his half-body armor was silently denting and twisting, covered with spiderweb-like cracks, centered on the spot where Zheng Chaoyang's palm was pressing!
Finally, with a "crack," it turned into several pieces of scrap metal and peeled off from his chest!
gap!
A world of difference!
Zheng Chaoyang didn't even really make a move. The protective barrier he created with just a few gestures was enough to nullify Zheng Chaoyang's fierce attack, which was at the peak of the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, and he himself was severely injured!
Even a half-step Grandmaster is still a Grandmaster!
The power of the fierce energy is a complete and utter crushing force against innate true essence!
A silent deterrent!
Not far away, Zhao Hengjiang, who had just struggled to get up from the ruins, and Xu Changhe, who was clutching his chest and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, witnessed this scene. Their pupils shrank and their hearts were filled with shock!
Zheng Chaoyang's strength far exceeded their expectations!
This is not just a difference in individual strength, but also just the tip of the iceberg of the power held by the county government, or rather, by that Counselor Chen!
This seemingly casual press of the button proclaims more powerfully than any words: who truly reigns supreme in Fengming County!
These roughnecks of the martial world, their lives, honors, and disgraces were all in the hands of that counselor!
On the city wall, Wang Wei slowly lowered the dark bow that had been drawn but not yet released, and the taut bowstring relaxed.
A playful smile played on his lips as his gaze swept over Zheng Chaoyang's imposing figure below and Liu Heita, disheveled and covered in dust.
"Well, it seems I won't be able to catch this big fish."
He spoke calmly to the black-robed warrior hidden in the shadows behind him.
"Let's credit the Fengming County government for annihilating the fleeing soldiers and capturing the bandits. After all... they put in a lot of effort, and even a half-step Grandmaster made a move."
He paused, then turned his gaze to Zhang Yuan, who was back-to-back with Wang Ziteng, vigilantly observing all directions on the battlefield, and his smile deepened.
"Send a message to the Zhenwu Guard of Luyang Prefecture, telling them that I, Wang Wei, will be stationed permanently in Fengming County. I will also set up a branch of the Weiyuan Escort Agency as a temporary base."
On the battlefield, both Zhang Yuan and Wang Ziteng looked up.
Similarly, they were also shocked by Zheng Chaoyang's divine power in suppressing innate experts with every move he made.
Zhang Yuan gripped the hilt of the ancient longsword tightly, his knuckles taut and white.
Looking at Zheng Chaoyang's unshakeable back, as immovable as a mountain, and feeling the suffocating invisible pressure that had not yet completely dissipated in the air, his yearning for the pinnacle of martial arts had never been so fervent!
That's power!
An absolute power sufficient to control one's own destiny and protect those one wishes to protect!
Even just glimpsing the power of a Grandmaster beneath the Profound Realm is enough to make one yearn for it!
His eyes shone with unwavering determination.
Wang Ziteng was even more excited, slamming his fist into the ground, splattering blood and mud, and hissing, "Damn! That's real skill! I, Wang Ziteng, will one day become a Grandmaster! No, I'll be even more powerful than a Grandmaster!"
In the distance, the martial artists who had provoked the Pan Shi Martial Arts School in front of it and were later intimidated by Zheng Chaoyang's pressure and forced to kneel down were now pale-faced, their legs trembling, and they were almost collapsing to the ground.
The way they looked at Zheng Chaoyang was as if they were looking at an inviolable deity, filled with endless fear and lingering dread.
Ignoring the stares of those around him, Zheng Chaoyang slowly walked toward Liu Heita, who lay paralyzed in the ruins, his breastplate shattered and blood gushing from his mouth and nose.
Every step he took carried an invisible pressure, making it difficult for the commander to even breathe.
"Save the centurion!"
"Don't harm my commander!"
A small group of routed soldiers, consisting of four or five men who had been scattered by Zhang Yuan and his men, rushed to the rescue with a fierce roar, seeing that their commander was injured!
They formed a broken formation, with spears like a forest and swords flashing, carrying a fierce and tragic aura of comrades fighting to the death, and all thrust at Zheng Chaoyang's flank!
Zheng Chaoyang didn't even glance at them, as if he were just shooing away a few annoying flies.
He casually raised his left arm, loosely clenched his five fingers into a fist, and thrust it into the air towards the small formation.
There was no howling wind from the punches, no dazzling bursts of energy.
Only a highly condensed gray-white aura surged forth with the force of the punch!
"boom--!"
A muffled rumble of thunder seemed to echo in the air!
That seemingly fierce, routed small formation of soldiers was as if it had been crushed by an invisible giant mountain!
The two fleeing soldiers at the forefront had their spears and leather armor shatter instantly, their bodies exploding like porcelain struck by a heavy hammer, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!
The three people behind were hit by the violent shockwave, screaming as they were sent flying backward, crashing into the broken walls and rubble, their bones broken, and it was clear they were going to die!
One punch!
Just one punch!
A battle formation composed of several experienced veterans could not even stop Zheng Chaoyang's steps for a moment before being completely wiped out like paper!