Chapter 12: Divine Power Self-Generated (Seeking, Pushing, and Gathering)

  When cultivated to the fifth-grade realm, the cultivator will naturally have divine power. Originally, a person with only over 300 catties of strength can easily lift the thousand-jin cauldron. Generally, people who can cultivate to the fifth grade are not inferior in terms of their matching techniques and skills.

  But in the valley of Xue Mingzi, although Meng Zhan was also a fifth-grade warrior, he didn't have any suitable moves to match him. His punches were just a few simple swings back and forth, even the Blood Battle Knife Technique that Yi Chu learned at Military Academy was several times stronger than his.

  "Bang bang bang", with a palm containing the true power of blood coagulation, heavily struck the same part of Meng Zhan's body three times in a row. Each strike was more ruthless and faster than the last. After these three strikes, Yi Chu seemed to have vanished like a ghost, dodging behind Meng Zhan's back.

  "Ah ah ah, Yi Chu, I'm going to tear you apart!" Meng Zhan roared loudly, and like a mad tiger, he charged towards Yi Chu. However, although he rushed over quickly, unfortunately, he didn't even manage to hit Yi Chu's collar.

  Taking advantage of the moment when Meng Zhan turned around, Yi Chu's foot had already kicked Meng Zhan's chest from a strange angle again. The place where this kick landed was exactly where Meng Zhan had just been hit by three palms.

  Blinking, the same spot was hit four times in a row. Although he had already self-generated divine power and his body's toughness exceeded that of an ordinary person by more than double, Mong War's face still turned bright red, with a thread of blood trickling down from the corner of his mouth. His body even trembled slightly on the ground.

  And this trembling, gave Yi Chu the best opportunity, his foot in the moment of withdrawal, kicked out four times in a row, each time the direction, was the part of Meng Zhan's chest and abdomen.

  If Yichu and Mengzhan's cultivation were equal, defeating Mengzhan would be as easy as chopping vegetables. However, at this moment, Mengzhan's strength was one level higher than Yichu's, so Yichu needed to expend a lot of energy to defeat him.

  The more he fought, the harder it was. Fortunately, although Mo Meng's cultivation was not bad, his combat skills and experience were far inferior to those of Yi Chu.

  At the time of fighting with Mong, Yi Chu had already designed a plan in his heart, so he only attacked one point against Mong, and only attacked that most critical point. This point alone was enough to make Mong die without a place to bury him!

  "Rooooaaaar!", the humiliated Mongol warrior flew into a rage and let out a loud roar. But his roar, at this moment, couldn't even scare away a mouse. The more fiercely he raged, the happier Yichu became. An opponent without brains was no different from a stupid bear.

  Looking at Meng Zhan's slightly swaying body, Yi Chu's eyes lit up, and he secretly thought: The opportunity has come! At this moment, the true energy in his body rotated, and both hands suddenly turned a bloody red. Taking advantage of Meng Zhan's momentary turn, his palms fiercely stabbed towards Meng Zhan's body.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Just like hitting on leather, the palm of the bloody hand hit heavily on Mong's body, and this time, it was still hitting the same part.

  From the start until now, in just a blink of an eye, Yi Chu had consecutively struck dozens of times on this spot. At this moment, Meng Zhan's body was tough and resilient, with divine power born within him, but he still couldn't withstand Yi Chu's relentless barrage.

  "Boom", Mong War's body didn't stand firm, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Wave after wave of heart-wrenching pain shot out from his heart, and under this intense pain, Mong War wanted to open his mouth and scream loudly, but unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to shout.

  The black boots reappeared in front of him, and the originally somewhat violent Mongol warrior now had only fear left in his eyes. He looked at Yi Chuxin with a fearful gaze, and the body that had collapsed to the ground involuntarily crawled backwards.

  "Yi Chu...... what do you want to do? You... don't be reckless!"

  "Brother Meng Zhan, what are you talking about? You're really good at joking." After confirming that Meng Zhan was no longer able to fight back, Yi Chu slowly walked behind him, reached out and grabbed his collar, then lifted him up with one hand.

  Compared to Mong War's sturdy physique of over one zhang, Yi Chu looked very lean. However, at this moment, the way he lifted Mong War's body was deeply etched in many people's minds. The other disciples looking at Mong War being lifted up, one by one turned their gaze towards Yi Chu with a hint of eeriness.

  "Jiang Shixiong, what do you think of this new arrival, Yi Chu?"

  "We can't afford to offend him, he's a crazy guy and an experienced one too. Look at his moves just now, although his cultivation is not as good as Meng Zhan's, but his skills are far superior to Meng Zhan's. His punches and kicks were both accurate and ruthless, he threw 34 punches and kicked 26 times, each time hitting the same spot, this kind of accuracy is beyond our reach. He's a guy who excels at killing. Disciple brother, from now on, we can't treat him like a new disciple, at least we should treat him as an equal."

  "Brother Shifu said that this little guy is not easy to mess with. Looking at his methods, I'm a bit chilled."

  In the midst of this whispering discussion, two figures stood beside the two largest caves, also intently watching everything that was happening, but they did not speak and had no comments. These two people were the eldest senior brother Song Tianming and second senior brother Zhuo Lancui in the valley.

  Song Tianming was indeed expressionless, but Zhuo Lancui's expression was somewhat unnatural. Apparently, at this moment, he had a bit more consideration for Yi Chu. However, it was just a hint of concern, after all, the cultivation that Yi Chu showed now was not worth putting in his heart.

  "Brother Meng Zhan, Brother Qin Ming is too lonely by himself. You should go down and keep him company." As he spoke, Yi Chu ruthlessly threw the struggling Meng Zhan into the cesspit.

  Qin Ming was struggling to get out while Yi Chu and Meng were fighting, but the toilet pit was too deep. No, it shouldn't be that deep, because at the bottom of the toilet pit was a large cave. After being splashed by the torrential feces many times, Qin Ming, who was alone, finally grabbed a protruding rock.

  It's not easy, it's really not easy. Just as he was about to climb up, his old partner Mong Zhan's body happened to roll down at this time and heavily hit him on the body. All his previous efforts, the stone he had just grasped, left him again in an instant, and wanting to grasp this stone again required him to grope freely with that lone hand in this endless excrement.

  Fortunately, he had already determined the approximate location and didn't have to spend as much time as last time.

  "Yì Chǔ, since you're so capable of fighting, from today on, the blood food here will be yours to hunt." A cold voice sounded in Yì Chǔ's ear as Mēng Zhàn fell into the dung pit.

  PS: During the new book period, all, everything, must be!

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