Supreme Battle King

0"It's said that heroes are heroes, but it's hard to agree with you when it comes to you. Think about your father, Chiang Dongtian. As an Astral Condensation Stage Expert, he can shake the world. It's a pity that I gave birth to a trash like you, who can't even break through to the Pulse Opening Stage. " Ling Yun smiled coldly and stared at Chiang Zhan as if he was looking at an idiot. I even suspect that you are Chiang Dongtian's biological son. It can't be that your mother and some servant had an affair. Otherwise, you wouldn't be trash to such an extent. "    0

    

Insult, a blatant insult.    

    

As a son, he would be furious if his parents were insulted in such an unbridled manner. Furthermore, Chiang Zhan was a filial child, and he respected his parents like a god. How could he be indifferent?    

    

"Ling Yun, you are courting death."    

    

Chiang Zhan's eyes were cold and his voice was cold. He was like a fierce tiger that had descended the mountain and was hunting for food. He rushed straight towards Ling Yun and threw a punch at the opposite side of the door.    

    

"My God, is Chiang Zhan crazy? He actually dared to attack Senior Brother Ling Yun. Isn't this courting death?"    

    

When the outer circle disciples saw Chiang Zhan furiously attacking Ling Yun, their faces were filled with shock and shock!    

    

One should know that the Prosperous Force Empire respected martial arts, and martial artists were divided into Pulse Opening Stage according to their strength. Aperture Breaking Stage, Astral Condensation Stage, Shape Transforming Stage... and so on, each realm was further divided into ten layers of heaven, and the difference in strength between different realms was like heaven and earth.    

    

This was especially true for Pulse Opening Stage. According to what martial artists said, every human body had ten main meridians, and every time they opened up one meridian, they would break through to the next realm. At the same time, the circulation of spiritual energy and explosive force would also increase exponentially.    

    

As a second level Pulse Opening Stage martial artist, Ling Yun had already opened up two main meridians. The spiritual energy was vigorous and surging. Moreover, he was an elite outer sect disciple, and Martial Artist of Same Stage rarely had opponents. With a punch with a force of a thousand, it shattered the mountain rocks. It was a piece of cake. Not to mention that Chiang Zhan was not a martial artist, even if all the First Layer of Pulse Opening Stage warriors present attacked him together, it would still be a piece of cake. Not necessarily.    

    

Because of this, many outer circle disciples were shocked when they saw Chiang Zhan attacking Ling Yun with everything he had.    

    

"Trash Jiang, how dare you attack me? I think you must be tired of living." Ling Yun shook his head, his tone filled with disdain. He almost couldn't understand why Chiang Zhan, this trash, hadn't broken through to the Pulse Opening Stage after so many years of cultivation. Today, ___ had actually attacked him in such a crazy manner. This was simply akin to hitting a stone with an egg.    

    

As he was thinking, he found that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation coming from Chiang Zhan's body. Obviously, he was not a martial artist. The disdain in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he also threw out a punch. Powerful Spiritual Qi filled his fist, and it emitted a dazzling light. It was as if he was not made of flesh and blood, but a scorching sun. With a fierce fist wind, he charged at Chiang Zhan. It caused the air to boil.    

    

At the same time, the faces of the surrounding outer circle disciples changed dramatically, and they were drenched in sweat. Everyone was suppressed by the powerful force that Ling Yun had unleashed, causing their breathing to stop, and their blood to boil. Apart from a few peak First Layer of Pulse Opening Stage warriors who were barely able to withstand it, there were no exceptions. All of them spurted out blood.    

    

The power of Ling Yun's punch was so powerful.    

    

Boom!    

    

The two fists collided. The scene of Chiang Zhan being killed didn't occur. On the contrary, Ling Yun's expression changed drastically. His eyes were filled with terror, as if he had encountered a ghost in broad daylight. In the next instant, he was sent flying, and blood spurted out from his mouth. It dyed the sky dark red.    

    

"Ahhhhhhhhh..."    

    

Ling Yun fell heavily on the snow. His body twitched violently like a dead dog. His entire arm was soft, and all his tendons and bones were broken inch by inch. It was so painful that he made the sound of a pig being slaughtered.    

    

"How is this possible? Trash Jiang is not a martial artist. How can he defeat Senior Brother Ling Yun with a single punch? Even his bones and tendons were broken. Such powerful physical strength is simply incomprehensible."    

    

In an instant, exclamations rose and fell, echoing endlessly. The hundreds of outer sect disciples present all had shocked expressions on their faces. They opened and closed their mouths, like dead fish that had been thrown onto the shore.    

    

What did they mean by 'when there is no sound, there is no end to it'? They had shocked the world with a single feat.    

    

Today, Chiang Zhan had come up with the best explanation.