Drilling Through Every Camp Alone

The grassland is very open, right next to the Reed Pond, and now the area is full of people.

The people lying on the ground were carried away for treatment, leaving behind several pools of blood, creating Killing Aura.

Wang Xuan stepped forward, facing a group of people alone, yet he remained fearless. His gaze was almost tangible, and wherever he looked, it stung.

This is a manifestation of his extremely strong mental strength, which makes many people afraid to look him in the eye and put a lot of pressure on their minds.

The scene was silent; no one spoke. He didn't deliberately lighten his steps; on the contrary, his footsteps were heavy. At first, it was normal, but later it sounded like the vibration of a drum, with a certain rhythm—a peculiar rhythm that made the lawn tremble.

"Dragon-Serpent Convergence!" The old man beside Zhong Qing whispered. He could tell that Wang Xuan was gathering his strength. If he didn't unleash it, it would be thunderous, like Dragon-Serpent Convergence, striking across the sky!

Zhong Qing was tall and slender, standing gracefully without makeup. Her pure and beautiful face was filled with surprise and doubt as she asked in a low voice, "Why was that man able to master two styles of freehand fighting in such a short time?"

"Such extraordinary talents existed in ancient times, but they are rarely heard of in modern times. Even Old Chen might not be able to do it," the old man said solemnly in a very low voice.

He also practiced the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, and knew how difficult it was to generate power and resonate with the five internal organs. It is said that when he reached a high level, Zhang Daoling's disciples could Broken Mountain.

"He really is a prodigy who has mastered Old Arts. I'll bring him into my expedition team. I don't care about the process, I only care about the result." Zhong Qing finished speaking and then fell silent.

The group of people felt extremely oppressed by Wang Xuan's presence. When they saw the large cracks appearing in the grass beneath his feet, some of them trembled.

"He's just a kid, yet he dares to be so arrogant!"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Since he says he wants to spar with all of us by himself, let's teach him a lesson!"

Someone took the lead and shouted loudly. If this continued, they felt they would gradually lose their fighting spirit. It was too humiliating to be suppressed to this extent by a young man.

Boom!

The first to make a move was a middle-aged man in his late forties, who had mastered Iron Sand Palm to an extremely high level. His hands were as black as ink, and the backs of his hands were as thick as sledgehammers, extremely rough, and covered with a special kind of keratin.

His palm was like a black lightning bolt, almost breaking the sound barrier, causing the air to vibrate violently, the air currents to surge, and the nearby reeds to snap, creating an astonishing sight.

This is a true master; to have mastered the Old Arts to this level is extremely rare in this era.

Snap!

However, when Wang Xuan slapped him, the thick, jet-black Iron Sand Palm was blocked directly, and a sound of bones cracking was heard.

Bang!

When Wang Xuan struck with his second palm, the man's sternum collapsed, and he flew ten meters away before crashing into the reeds.

This result shocked many people, but since they had already taken action, there was no way to back down now.

A group of people rushed forward. Some of them were indeed experts. Their palms emitted a hazy glow, and when they cleaved forward with their palms, faint thunderous sounds emanated from their bodies.

This person was clearly someone who had mastered physical skills to a certain level. The Bodhi Palm he used was extremely powerful, and it even carried a faint Buddhist light in its hazy form.

The other attacker used a rather unique martial art. With each rise and fall of his chest, he spewed a beam of white light from his mouth, which slashed towards Wang Xuan like a flying sword. The air exploded as if a massive blast had occurred.

He had been gathering his strength for a long time, forming a secret power that was contained within his lungs. When he opened his mouth and exhaled it, it was comparable to real sword light, capable of cleaving iron and stone and easily severing a person's body.

In ancient times, those who practiced this martial art could unleash a white light that shot dozens or even hundreds of meters into the night sky when they opened their mouths and roared at night, like a galaxy being slashed out, with astonishing power.

Many people around were shocked. This group was indeed powerful, and some of them were truly formidable, inspiring awe.

However, Wang Xuan remained fearless after witnessing these people displaying their various skills. He unleashed the combined power of the Dragon-Serpent Convergence his Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, striking the Bodhi Fist with his palm. With a crack, the man's hand snapped, twisted, and deformed, and some of his flesh exploded out, demonstrating just how terrifying Wang Xuan's palm strike was.

At the same time, he dodged the white light, not because he dared not block it, but because he felt disgusted by it, as it was sprayed from the other party's mouth and he did not want to be touched by it.

The so-called "Dragon-Serpent Convergence together" refers to a series of consecutive killing moves. The moment Wang Xuan swung his palm, he soared into the air, and with a series of bangs, four masters were sent flying backward one after another. Some of them had their shoulders exploded, and their entire arms were almost ripped off, with only a few tendons and skin still attached.

Some people were almost kicked through the chest, their bones completely broken and collapsed into their bodies, screaming in agony before passing out.

Clearly, Wang Xuan showed mercy. Although he was filled with murderous intent and wanted to fight to his heart's content here, he ultimately did not want the ground to be littered with mangled limbs, turning it into Asura Field.

Otherwise, with his current methods, if he hit some people, they might explode directly, unable to withstand his thunderous Dragon-Serpent Convergence powerful attack.

While Wang Xuan was in mid-air, he did not land. When he kicked the four masters away, he used the momentum to turn in the air and kick the others again.

Dragon-Serpent Convergence, his feet transforming into dragons, soaring into the sky, ready to roam the Ninth Heaven, accompanied by fierce gales. After leaping up, Wang Xuan did not land on the ground. He twisted and turned continuously in mid-air, his kicks merciless, sending some experts flying.

This was entirely an exploit, as if the person was soaring above these people's heads, kicking the shoulders of so-called experts until they exploded, even breaking off their arms, and stomping on the chests of some others until they caved in.

In a short time, more than a dozen people were seriously injured, each flying more than ten meters away. Some were crippled, while others needed emergency medical treatment, otherwise their lives would be in danger.

With a whoosh, the group scattered instantly. It was as if they had encountered a humanoid dragon that pounced on them from mid-air without even touching the ground—it was terrifying.

"Sure enough, he mastered the technique of combining Dragon-Serpent Convergence, and when he unleashed his power, it was astounding. These people simply couldn't stop him; he surpassed even those I had mastered." The old man beside Zhong Qing was deeply surprised, and finally sighed in admiration.

After landing, Wang Xuan leaped nearly ten meters in one step, catching up with the group immediately. This time, he used the Vajra Fist. If he were to use the third move, the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, it would likely astound anyone who truly understood the art. Moreover, the fact that he had mastered two moves—one rudimentary and the other crude—in such a short time was documented in books at least in recent ancient times.

Thump! Thump!

The Vajra Fist martial art is equally powerful. His two fists have a faint luster, and each swing is like the explosion of a large drum, with a muffled sound that those people simply cannot stop.

Wang Xuan chased down a group of people alone on this grassy field. He would either punch his enemies away or leap into the air to strike them, as if he were in an empty field.

These people's beliefs were shattered. Most of them lay on the ground covered in blood, with broken bones and tendons. Some collapsed and slumped to the ground, no longer daring to fight.

"With all of you scrap metal, cobbled together, you dare to be someone's knife? You're utterly inadequate!" Wang Xuan landed on the ground, his clothes stained with faint bloodstains, from the blood of those he couldn't avoid during the battle.

"Anyone else, whether you're practicing New Arts or stirring up this storm, come on over, one or a group, I'll take you all!"

Wang Xuan stood in the middle of the field, looking out from the crowd and gazing into the distance. He felt that there were indeed people watching him with hostility, and he hesitated to leave the field.

Today he is fearless and truly ready to go all out. Since Old Chen wants to exploit Ancestor Wang, then he should be prepared to "take the fall".

Sure enough, four people came soon after. One of them, a Blond Man in his thirties, made a gesture with his right hand, and a golden spear appeared in his hand, which surprised everyone.

"The condensation of supernatural matter—this person's manipulation of matter is astonishing!" someone whispered.

Clearly, the pale golden, somewhat hazy spear was not a physical object, but rather formed by the instantaneous aggregation of Super Material.

Without saying a word, the Blond Man threw the spear from a great distance. A golden light flew towards Wang Xuan, and in the instant he dodged, the golden spear pierced the ground and exploded with a bang, creating a large crater.

Wang Xuan vanished from his spot and charged directly at the four people. He was so fast that two more golden spears flew towards him during the process. He dodged one of them, but punched the other one and shattered it!

This time, the whole place erupted in cheers. It turned out that this Little Wang was not only skilled with his feet, but also had terrifying fists. He was simply a human crusher, and not many people dared to confront him head-on.

In an instant, Wang Xuan arrived, fighting the four masters alone.

Each of them possessed extraordinary abilities. Some had strong mental power and interfered with Wang Xuan, while others had silver chains extending from their arms, instantly covering Wang Xuan like a spider web and binding him within the chains.

Bang!

However, before they could even rejoice, Wang Xuan struggled violently and snapped the chains in two; they were still made of Super Material form.

As he charged toward the four men, everything was already predetermined. With a series of thuds, all four top experts in the New Arts Domain were pierced through and fell several meters away.

Wang Xuan swept them all away by himself, ending the battle in the shortest amount of time.

"Is anyone else here?!" He was filled with murderous intent, ready to go to deep space for a fierce battle. He didn't care what mess he left behind; if anyone had any problems, they could just go to Old Chen!

For a moment, the place fell silent; no one spoke, and everyone was stunned.

A moment later, someone approached, wearing Silver Armor that gleamed and emitted a faint glow, clearly indicating that he was no ordinary person.

This was a man wearing a helmet that covered his face, leaving only his clear eyes visible. He said, "I've come here for a real sparring match, with no other purpose."

He didn't rush to make a move, saying, "This is Super Material Armor, made from rare materials that surpass even mechs. It can withstand extraordinary matter and is more powerful than even the smallest mech. You need to be careful."

He pounced as soon as he finished speaking, moving incredibly fast. His Silver Armor, imbued with Super Material, allowed him to unleash extraordinary power and speed, unless it was completely depleted.

Thump!

As he rushed towards Wang Xuan, he threw a punch and kicked at the same time, displaying a powerful and dynamic movement reminiscent of Dragon-Serpent Convergence, clearly indicating that he had practiced the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands.

Wang Xuan dodged with lightning speed, sweeping out a kick that struck the man's waist, unleashing a burst of intense silver light and powerful air currents.

As expected of the Super Material Armor, after blocking Wang Xuan's kick, the Silver Armor was not damaged and remained shiny, flowing with snow-white luster.

This person reacted quickly and was skilled in Old Arts. At the same time, a bright light shone from between his eyebrows, which was a mental shockwave. With the support of his special armor, his Mental Power was clearly enhanced and amplified.

This person is skilled in Old Arts and New Arts techniques, and he is also wearing special armor. His overall strength is indeed very strong, far surpassing those of the others.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

In the end, Wang Xuan confronted the Super Material Armor with his bare hands and collided with the person, which stunned many people, especially Zhong Qing, whose pupils contracted, because this kind of armor was developed with the help of their family.

Furthermore, she recognized the person in the armor as her own brother, whom her family had painstakingly trained, and couldn't resist going to spar with Wang Xuan.

Thump!

In the final moments, Wang Xuan repeatedly kicked the same spot on the extraordinary armor, eventually causing the light on its chest to dim and produce a cracking sound.

Zhong Qing felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest, fearing that her younger brother would be kicked through the chest by Wang Xuan, because Little Wang's feet were too famous.

In fact, Wang Xuan did not hold back much. After kicking the same spot several times, he swept out with his last kick, which shattered the supernatural armor with a loud bang, and a young man fell out.

He was about to deliver another kick when an old man leaped up, blocking his path and engaging him in fierce combat. This greatly surprised Wang Xuan; his opponent had actually mastered the complete Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, making him a true master.

In the fierce collision with him, the old man actually withstood it until Wang Xuan kicked him away, slightly grazing his shoulder, and he staggered backward.

The old man nearly fell to the ground, his face filled with shock. Even he couldn't stop this young man? In his eyes, this was simply... even more outstanding than Chen Yongjie in his youth!

Wang Xuan leaped up and headed towards the young man, but at the last moment he decided to show mercy and instead of kicking him, casually struck out with his palm.

Anyone who makes a move is bound to get hurt. This was Wang Xuan's way of "taking care" of Comrade Old Chen. Since the people here had gotten involved, he naturally had an obligation to "educate" them, leaving Old Chen to take the fall in the end.

Dao Body rushed over quickly and resolutely, blocking Wang Xuan's path. He used the Old Arts fist technique and a certain method from the New Arts to create a light barrier to block the way.

Wang Xuan's slap shattered the light barrier, revealing that she was Little Zhong — Zhong Qing.

He was genuinely afraid that a slap would cause her serious injury. If he actually killed her, Old Chen would probably be furious, since she was from a super conglomerate, and it would be difficult for Old Chen to take over her.

Wang Xuan stopped at the right time, but did not completely withdraw. He planned to give Little Zhong a light tap, not too hard, so that she would be fine. This would make it seem as if Little Wang had tried his best to stop, but ultimately couldn't.

The main reason is that Little Zhong had once had designs on him, so now he's taking the opportunity to give him a slight punishment, and also to scare Old Chen and cause him some trouble. Otherwise, do they really think that Ancestor Wang is so easy to take advantage of?

Therefore, even though Wang Xuan was pulling back his slap as he pounced down from mid-air, it still inevitably landed on Little Zhong's pure and extremely beautiful face.

Zhong Qing's face turned pale instantly. If the blow had landed on her face, given the force of the blow, it would have completely disfigured her, perhaps even causing half of her face to disappear. She was terrified and screamed.

It must be said that the old man who mastered the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands was really amazing. At the critical moment, he made a move, grabbed Little Zhong by the collar from behind, and lifted her up and pulled her backward.

But he eventually turned pale, his heart was pounding, and he became flustered, lifting Little Zhong too high.

Wang Xuan's palm brushed against Little Zhong's face and then, with a thud, delivered a light slap to her chest. This time it was truly unintentional; the old man's forceful intervention was to blame for the accident.

"Ah..." Little Zhong screamed, mainly out of fear. She knew very well what Little Wang was capable of, often piercing a person's chest or exploding it.

She's a young woman; she can't even imagine what it would be like to be beaten to a pulp.

"That's a powerful Vajra Fist, it's over, Little Zhong is definitely going to explode!" Da Wu shouted from afar, her voice surprisingly excited; she was quite happy.

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