Ninety Percent

"Ignorance is bliss," Feng Liancheng said with a wry smile. "It's not as simple as a flying zombie at all. The opponent is ten times stronger than the previous Hairy Zombie; it can be called a demon. The difference is like that between a top-tier expert and Grandmaster."

Duan Jinsu took out a golden talisman, bit her finger, dripped a drop of her Essence Blood, and then formed a hand Law Seals: "Subduing Heavenly King, descending to fix Heaven One."

Golden talismans flew into the air, gathering divine power to condense into a three-zhang-tall golden-armored deity, wielding a large sword and swiftly slashing at the enemy.

However, the Flying Zombie merely glared at the golden-armored deity, and instantly the golden light shattered, the deity vanished, Duan Jinsu coughed up a mouthful of blood, as if all his strength had been drained, and he collapsed completely.

Who killed my son?

The Flying Zombie looked around, and everyone whose gaze swept over her felt a sudden chill, as if they were in an ice cellar, unable to move, just like animals encountering the heavens and earth.

"Since no one is going to speak up, then kill them all."

The Flying Zombie's gaze finally landed on Zhao Xiaohui. Although she knew that disaster was about to befall her, she couldn't muster the thought of running away; her mind was completely consumed by fear.

The Flying Zombie flashed, its five fingers transforming into a cold light as it reached for Zhao Xiaohui. Just as the scene of her brains splattering was about to unfold, a hand appeared out of nowhere and intercepted it.

"You want to mess with my disciple? Did you even ask for my opinion?"

The speaker was Si Ming. He looked somewhat disheveled, covered in dust, but he was not seriously injured. His sealed internal Cultivation Body had been fully released, and his power was 50% stronger than before.

"To survive one of my attacks, it seems you are the murderer who killed my son."

The Flying Zombie's eyes narrowed, and its corpse aura surged. Wherever it passed, life was extinguished, and even the walls turned gray, causing everyone to retreat in terror.

"Die!"

The next moment, fists and claws clashed, and the energy surged like waves. Even the residual force that was released was still immense. The surrounding buildings crumbled as quickly as if they were tofu being sliced by a knife. The collision of forces produced a thunderous sound that was deafening.

With a single punch, the powerful force was like a chariot crushing everything in its path, smashing through several walls before dissipating twenty meters away; with a single claw strike, five long finger marks appeared on the ground, neatly severing trees and rocks, leaving smooth, mirror-like cuts.

The two figures, one human and one corpse, fought like two ferocious beasts. The dust kicked up by the battle swirled like a curtain, obscuring their figures. Outsiders could not see the battle at all, only countless figures flashing and moving about, and stones shooting out from within them from time to time.

In such a battle, outsiders are not even allowed to intervene; anyone within fifty meters would be in mortal danger.

Feng Liancheng stared at the battlefield, speechless, and said, "To actually fight Flying Zombie head-on, and even hold its own, is your master really human?"

"I used to think he was the one, but now it's hard to say..." Zhao Xiaohui sighed, then turned to say admiringly, "You're really amazing, you can actually see the battle situation clearly and know who has the upper hand?"

"No, I can't see anything, but since your master didn't fly out, it proves he can still hold on."

"Wrath of Light!"

A bright light suddenly appeared amidst the billowing dust, followed by a muffled sonic boom. Two figures were simultaneously blasted away, crashing into a series of buildings.

After a brief battle, a third of the once magnificent prefectural governor's mansion had been demolished.

Si Ming got up from the ground, his body covered in scratches. Even with the protection of the Jade-Clad Dharma Body, he couldn't stop the Flying Zombie's five sharp claws. Moreover, the wounds were pitch black, clearly indicating that they had been corroded by corpse poison.

Fortunately, the Blazing Sun True Qi also has the effect of removing toxins. As he circulated his Qi, the black color faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Pah!" Si Ming spat out a mouthful of bloody foam onto the ground, then rubbed his shoulder. "So strong! Could you be the legendary Stiff Corpse King Jiangchen?"

"I am indeed the King of Zombies, but not Jiangchen."

The Flying Zombie didn't seem to realize it was a joke, and answered seriously, then stared at Si Ming and said, "Human, this is the first time I've encountered someone whose physical body is even stronger than that of the corpse race. If you are willing to be transformed by the corpse energy and become a member of my race, I will forgive your sins and even adopt you as my son."

"A very tempting offer, but I have a question..."

Si Ming originally wanted to ask the male zombies whether their penises were perpetually erect or always hard, but considering his two apprentices were still present, and that hearing this might damage his virtuous image, he had to change his words: "Your appearances don't meet my aesthetic standards, and you always seem to have a stench of corpses, so please excuse me."

"Your words were so disrespectful. It seems our exchange just now gave you the wrong impression, making you mistakenly believe you are capable of contending with me?"

Si Ming picked at his ear, shook out the dust, and asked, "Oh, what do you mean?"

The Flying Zombie said in a cold voice, "I only used thirty percent of my strength just now."

Upon hearing this, Feng Liancheng and the others, who had just begun to have hope, instantly turned deathly pale.

"You haven't even used a third of your strength?"

"How is that possible? They were fighting so fiercely!"

"It's over, it's over, I've fallen right on the edge of the latrine—I'm not far from death."

However, Si Ming remained calm. "Oh, so you were holding back too."

"Also?"

"Of course, I didn't use my full strength either." He used about ninety percent of his power. After all, even the Jade-Clad Dharma Body couldn't withstand it, so he couldn't hold back too much. Si Ming pretended to count on his fingers. "If I calculate, with my current Internal Cultivation, the Solar Prominence Eruption should double my power, plus the Divine Sight Illusory Observation Art... Oh right, I only used one and a half percent of my power just now."

"Hmph, just bluffing."

When he said he had 30%, the other party deliberately said only half. The Flying Zombie didn't believe him and responded with a cold laugh. He immediately pushed his strength to 60% and unleashed a thunderous strike, slashing directly at the opponent. The air was shattered, and the airflow surged like waves, leaving a white trail.

Then, the claw was caught securely.

"I know you won't believe me, so let's prove it with facts."

Si Ming had already used the Divine Sight Illusory Observation Art, pushing his power to its limit of 45%.

Chapter 345 Ninety Percent

"Scorched Earth for a Thousand Li!"

The moment Si Ming grabbed the Flying Zombie with his left hand, he raised his right hand and delivered a powerful palm strike to the opponent. Although the Flying Zombie raised its hand to block, its defense was completely broken, and it took a solid blow to the chest. It was sent flying out like a baseball hit at home run, so fast that no one could see its shadow.

The Drought God Palm was originally known for its internal energy containing a scorching effect, with external energy being merely an added bonus. Now, with Si Ming's divine power tripled, this internal palm technique has been transformed into the domineering power of an external palm technique, making the scorching internal energy almost negligible.