This Fist is One Hundred Fifty Thousand Jin; Can You Handle It?

Lin Qingxue's pupils contracted, and she looked at the back in front of her in utter disbelief.

Lu... Lu Wangchuan?

Before she could react, Lu Wangchuan had already drawn the Godslayer Sword and slashed out with a single stroke.

Boom--!

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the earth shook intensely, and the shockwave turned into a wild gale that swept outward. The surrounding soil and rocks were blasted away, and even thick trees the size of a waist were snapped in two.

Lin Qingxue, who was already heavily injured, was completely unable to withstand this shockwave. Yet hiding behind Lu Wangchuan at this moment, she was not affected by the gale at all.

Looking at that towering figure, she was already stunned.

Lu Wangchuan had actually blocked a strike from Yuan Wang, and moreover, without even taking a half-step back?

Did that not mean Lu Wangchuan's current cultivation was at least the middle or late stage of the Condensing Truth Realm?

Good heavens, an eighteen-year-old in the middle or late stage of the Condensing Truth Realm—just how strong must this fellow's aptitude be?

This... how could this be?

If not for the fact that the howling gale around her was so real, she would even have suspected whether she was dreaming.

A long time later, the turmoil gradually subsided. Yuan Wang stood several dozen meters away, narrowing his eyes and looking at Lu Wangchuan with keen interest.

"When did the Divine Water Sect ever produce a figure like you?"

Lin Qingxue hurriedly asked:

"Wangchuan, your cultivation—"

But before she could finish, Lu Wangchuan cut her off.

"We can talk about this later. Li Deyou betrayed the sect, and aside from Martial Brother Qingquan and myself, the entire squad was wiped out. But I also eliminated everyone from the Heavenly Martial Sect."

Lin Qingxue's heart hammered wildly. Lu Wangchuan spoke of it so lightly, yet there was a Condensing Truth Realm powerhouse in that squad, and they had all died. One could imagine that the enemy also had quite a few experts, yet he had effortlessly resolved all of them.

Hearing this, Yuan Wang opposite him instantly darkened his expression.

"You actually killed all the disciples under my name?"

"No need to rush, you will be going down to join them shortly."

"Courting death!"

Yuan Wang's killing intent could no longer be contained, rapidly permeating the air. Spiritual Qi continuously billowed, making his clothes balloon outward, faintly revealing the explosive muscles beneath.

In a blur, his height seemed to grow by a few more centimeters, making him look like a muscular behemoth.

Lin Qingxue gave a start and hurriedly warned:

"Wangchuan, be careful! He cultivates the Great Strength Vajra Art. His body is incomparably tough, and he possesses boundless strength. A full-power strike can even rival the peak of the Condensing Truth Realm late stage. You must not face him head-on."

"I cannot avoid it. Footwork is my weakness, and I don't even have movement techniques of the transcendent tier. He should have movement techniques above the transcendent level."

"Then what do we do?"

"We play it by ear!"

With a sneer, Yuan Wang stomped heavily down with one foot, shattering the ground. His figure instantly vanished from the spot, flashing like lightning, and reappeared directly before Lu Wangchuan.

That terrifying pressure caused even Lin Qingxue, standing behind, to catch her breath, leaving her mind blank with oppression.

"This fist is one hundred fifty thousand jin; can you handle it?"

Just at that moment, Lu Wangchuan suddenly released his grip on the Godslayer Sword.

Seeing this, Lin Qingxue felt her heart skip a beat. Her eyes widened as she stared at him in disbelief.

His strongest asset right now was the Limitless Sword Dao. Although he had also studied the Prajna Dragon Elephant, it was utterly impossible to achieve any notable results in just over a month. To discard his sword—was that not throwing away his life for nothing?

The sneer at the corner of Yuan Wang's mouth grew even wider. In his eyes, Lu Wangchuan was too terrified to even offer resistance; he felt as though he could already see Lu Wangchuan's head being blasted to pieces by his punch.

You killed my disciples, and I will tear you to smithereens!

Yet right at that moment, an even more terrifying aura and power suddenly erupted from Lu Wangchuan's body.

In the nether, Yuan Wang seemed to hear the roars of dragons and trumpeting of elephants, resounding like thunder in the heavens, laced with incomparable divine might.

Before he could figure out what was happening, Lu Wangchuan had already bent his knees in a squat, gathered his strength into a single punch, and struck out with effortless ease.

With this single punch, wind and clouds vanished, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to freeze, leaving only this punch. It was so immensely powerful that the exterior Qi proliferating from Yuan Wang's fist even began to reverse its flow.

"What?!"

His pupils contracted. The next second, Lu Wangchuan's fist pierced through his protective Qi and, like a stone striking an egg, with the momentum of a collapsing mountain and toppling sea, effortlessly shattered his fist, then his arm, before landing squarely upon his chest.

Boom--!

Accompanied by a violent explosion, his physique—harder than fine steel—was directly pierced through by Lu Wangchuan's fist.

The earth let out a groan and began to vibrate violently. A fist-shaped surge of Qi shot straight into the sky, creating a series of fierce explosions as it frictioned against the air, and only gradually dissipated hundreds of meters away.

A few breaths later, all returned to stillness, and the entire jungle fell into a dead silence.

Lin Qingxue stared blankly at Yuan Wang, who was now impaled upon Lu Wangchuan's arm.

Just moments ago, he had been a muscular behemoth; now, he was merely a heap of dead flesh. Those wide-open eyes filled with confusion proclaimed that he had died before he could even understand it himself. There was not a single trace of bloodshotness in his eyes, indicating that death had come so swiftly he had not even felt pain.

Lu Wangchuan had killed Yuan Wang in a single second!

He had actually killed Yuan Wang in a single second!

If her eyes had not deceived her, that punch just now was definitely the Prajna Dragon Elephant.

This fellow—he had only been exposed to it for a month, and he had already mastered the Prajna Dragon Elephant?

And on top of that, he was an eighteen-year-old expert in the middle or late stage of the Condensing Truth Realm.

Lin Qingxue's mind was completely dizzy. She had no idea how many more secrets Lu Wangchuan possessed, nor why he was so monstrously gifted.

The shocks she experienced today surpassed those of her entire life.

Lu Wangchuan did not dwell on such matters. He simply pulled his arm out of Yuan Wang's chest, tossed him onto the ground like a dead dog, and then swiftly began searching his body.

He quickly found two storage bags, deftly stowed them into his own possession, and then turned to say to Lin Qingxue:

"Let's go, it's time to return."

"Oh, oh."

Lin Qingxue used a storage bag to collect the bodies of her two martial brothers and immediately followed behind Lu Wangchuan.

"Wangchuan, you broke through to the first stage of the Celestial Human Realm; why didn't you mention it sooner?"

Lu Wangchuan's expression remained calm.

"There is less than a month left until the Sect Grand Ceremony. If Yun Mengyao knew I had broken through to the first stage of the Celestial Human Realm, she would likely avoid me, and reclaiming Still Water Peak at that time would not be so easy.

Moreover, a towering tree in the forest invites the gale, and being watched by too many people is not a good thing. I also hope Martial Aunt Lin can help me keep this matter hidden."

"So that's how it is."

Lu Wangchuan's forbearance made Lin Qingxue admire him all the more.

With such monstrous aptitude, anyone else would probably have rushed to shout it to the whole world long ago.

Years ago, when she broke through to the Celestial Human Realm in her thirties, she had rejoiced for quite a long time.

For Lu Wangchuan to remain as calm as still water—this temperament was simply far too heaven-defying.

This was a true genius!

Before him, Yun Mengyao was truly not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

He might even be somewhat stronger than Zhao Yanlong, who ranked first in the Divine Water Sect!