High Martial Arts: My Martial Talent Increases Year by Year
Chapter 162

Little Shen, You Haven't Been Doing So Well

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"Jinjiao! You despicable traitor! You have utterly disgraced the Golden Armor Clan!"

The chief of a rhinoceros-like Alien Races, with a burly physique and a single horn on his head, had bloodshot eyes and his Qi and Blood and qi surging like magma.

He knew Jinjiao and they were once comrades who could entrust their backs to each other, but now all that remained was endless grief, indignation, and hatred.

He was the first to charge, his massive horn gleaming with a thick, earthy yellow light, like a moving mountain, resolutely crashing into Jinjiao.

"Kill! Kill this traitor!"

"Avenge our leader, Wolf King!"

The fearlessness of one comrade instantly ignited the fighting spirit of all the Alien Races.

Without further hesitation, the hundreds of Alien Races Prodigies, their Qi and Blood linked together, converged into a torrent of energy powerful enough to tear the sky apart, their target being Jinjiao and the ever-smiling Human Race child behind him.

They wanted to grind this traitor, along with that little beast who had insulted them all, into dust!

Facing the condemnation of thousands, and the familiar faces of his former comrades filled with murderous intent, Jinjiao's face turned ashen, and his tall body trembled violently from extreme fear and humiliation.

He instinctively turned his head and looked at Chen Fan with pleading eyes.

However, all he saw was a childish face with a mocking smile.

There was no intention to interfere in those clear eyes.

That smile was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in Jinjiao's heart.

Jinjiao clearly understood the meaning behind Chen Fan's smile.

Or, they will die at the hands of their former comrades.

Alternatively, bury them all with your own hands to earn the right to live.

Jinjiao has no other choice.

"Roar!!"

Jinjiao suddenly roared to the sky, its roar filled with resentment.

But soon, that resentment transformed into a resolute expression.

He must live!

"A bunch of fools!!" He roared, his eyes bloodshot, at the oncoming torrent, "Following the strong is the only way to survive! Can your laughable glory allow you to live?!"

Before he finished speaking, he no longer cared about any past friendship.

The dark golden Qi and Blood erupted suddenly, more ruthless than ever before!

He transformed into a condensed dark golden Stream of Light and charged fiercely into his former camp.

The first to bear the brunt was the rhinoceros chief who led the charge!

Jinjiao's heart was bleeding, but he didn't hesitate for a moment when throwing a punch.

"Boom!!"

The dark golden fist energy collided violently with the earthen yellow unicorn horn.

There was no stalemate, no equilibrium.

That hard horn, powerful enough to shatter mountains, was shattered inch by inch by the furious, all-out attack from the Jinjiao.

The violent force of the fist penetrated deep into the skull, blasting the enormous rhinoceros head, along with the lingering shock and confusion within, into a cloud of blood mist.

One strike, instant kill!

The defection of their former leader and his ruthless, bloody methods caused the entire Alien Races army's charge to stall.

That moment of hesitation gave Jinjiao the opportunity.

He acted like a madman, completely abandoning his defenses and pushing his understanding of the weaknesses of these Alien Races' combat techniques to the extreme. Every punch and every kick was delivered with all his might, blasting familiar faces into countless specks of light.

"He's gone mad! Jinjiao has gone mad!"

"He's going to kill us all!"

The Alien Races faction was thrown into complete chaos.

However, two fists can't fight four hands.

After a brief period of chaos, the hundreds of Alien Races Prodigies, regaining their senses, overwhelmed Jinjiao with an even more ferocious attack. They fought fearlessly, exchanging wounds for wounds, determined to tear this traitor to pieces.

Jinjiao was quickly surrounded, and deep, bone-revealing wounds began to appear on his body, while the dark golden aura of his Qi and Blood and qi dimmed.

"Die!!"

The three Alien Races chiefs seized an opening and joined forces to unleash a combined Combined Attack Technique that intertwined lightning and flames, sealing off all of Jinjiao's escape routes.

Sensing that deadly threat, a hint of despair flashed in Jinjiao's eyes.

He has done his best.

Just as he was about to be engulfed by the terrifying torrent of energy, a slightly impatient voice rang out in the sky above the battlefield.

"What a piece of trash."

"Even cleaning house takes this long."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Chen Fan's small figure appeared in front of Jinjiao like a ghost.

Faced with a ferocious combined attack that could severely injure even a Late Organ Refining Realm expert, he didn't even lift an eyelid, simply raising his hand and gently waving it forward.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying surge of Qi and Blood erupted from Chen Fan's palm.

Bang!!

A muffled thud rang out, and the killing intent unleashed by the Alien Races Prodigies was instantly melted away by Chen Fan's Qi and Blood and energy!

An eerie silence fell over the entire room once again.

Chen Fan didn't even glance at them, and strode straight through the chaotic battlefield.

As Chen Fan moved through the battlefield, the bodies of Alien Races Prodigies suddenly exploded, like bright red flowers blooming in mid-air.

One punch, one person.

Finally, when the last Alien Races Prodigies turned into specks of light and vanished, Chen Fan stood in the center of the deserted battlefield.

He slowly raised his head, sensing the Origin Dao Seeds floating in the air.

"It's quite... plentiful."

He muttered to himself, then with a thought, he fully activated the internal energy technique within his body.

"The Myriad Dao Furnace Scripture!"

Buzz!!

A blurry, yet seemingly Ancient Furnace- like phantom slowly emerged behind him.

An overwhelming and domineering devouring power suddenly erupted!

Those hundreds of Origin Dao Seeds, like weary birds returning to their forest, were drawn by an invisible force, transforming into streams of Stream of Light that all disappeared into the illusory image of the Great Furnace.

At this moment, the Qi and Blood within Chen Fan's body began to boil wildly!

8,600 calories!

8,800 calories!

Nine thousand calories!

A surge of powerful Qi and Blood washed over his limbs and bones, causing his jade-like skeleton to radiate an even warmer and more dazzling glow.

In the distance, Shen Xuan, leaning on his long sword, struggled to his feet.

He looked at the boy's figure, bathed in countless points of light, resembling a demon god, and then at the Jinjiao behind him, covered in blood and trembling with fear.

He sighed deeply, a helpless, bitter smile appearing on his face, and shook his head.

"I said... Brother Chen."

"Isn't this Invincible Path of yours a bit too much of a hassle for passersby?"

Compared to the terrified Jinjiao and the bewildered Human Race Prodigies, Shen Xuan's reaction was much more normal.

Perhaps it was because he had been by Chen Fan's side for a long time that Shen Xuan was not surprised at all by seeing these things.

On the contrary, they felt that Chen Fan capable of doing such a thing.

"Hiccup~"

Chen Fan let out a satisfied burp, rubbed his stomach contentedly, and gave Shen Xuan a smile.

"Little Shen, things aren't going too well for you!"

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