I Can Break It With A Flick Of My Wrist!

Chapter 24: I Can Break It With a Flick of My Wrist!

On the city walls of Wudi City, the Twelve Martial Slaves stood like towering mountains, their figures casting long shadows under the sun, as if proclaiming their majesty to the world. Although residual wounds from previous battles still marked their bodies, these scars did not diminish their strength. On the contrary, with Wang Xianzhi's meticulous assistance, their power had advanced to a new level, sharp and gleaming like unsheathed swords.

"Wang Ritain, do you truly believe that with your strength alone, you can contend against all twelve of us?" one Martial Slave said coldly, his voice filled with disdain and mockery. His gaze was as sharp as a falcon's, fixed intently on the direction from which Wang Ritain was expected to appear.

As soon as the words fell, a clear voice echoed from afar: "Why wouldn't I dare? Today, I will show you that even twelve of you working together cannot stop me, Wang Ritain!" The voice, loud as a great bell, reverberated through the skies above Wudi City, lingering for a long time.

Upon hearing this, everyone present showed surprise. They hadn't expected Wang Ritain to dare to issue a challenge when facing such formidable opponents. In their eyes, Wang Ritain's actions were nothing short of overestimating his abilities.

"Isn't this Wang Ritain too arrogant? The Twelve Martial Slaves are beings that even Heavenly Phenomenon Realm experts wouldn't dare to underestimate. He, a mere Great Grandmaster, dares to challenge the combined might of the Twelve Martial Slaves? It's simply wishful thinking!" a martial artist couldn't help but exclaim, a mocking smile on his face.

"Indeed, the gap in realms is like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how strong Wang Ritain is, it's impossible for him to defeat the Twelve Martial Slaves," another elder agreed, his eyes filled with worry.

As the crowd buzzed with discussion, Wang Ritain's figure slowly emerged into view. He was clad in black, his robes fluttering in the wind, exuding an extraordinary and refined aura. His face showed no trace of nervousness or fear; instead, a faint smile played on his lips, as if the Twelve Martial Slaves before him were nothing more than insignificant ants.

"Hmph, this Wang Ritain truly doesn't know his limits," a young genius martial artist snorted, a flicker of disdain in his eyes. In his opinion, Wang Ritain's composure was merely a facade. He secretly anticipated how pathetic Wang Ritain would look under the combined assault of the Twelve Martial Slaves.

At this moment, the expressions of the Twelve Martial Slaves turned serious. They knew that since Wang Ritain dared to challenge them, he must possess extraordinary capabilities. Although they were confident in their own strength, they dared not be careless when facing Wang Ritain.

The Twelve Martial Slaves exchanged glances and instantly dispersed, each occupying a specific position. True qi surged within them, and a unique aura quietly formed between them, connecting them into a single entity. Once they launched their attack, they could concentrate the power of all twelve into a single point, and with the might of their combined attack formation, their offensive power would increase more than tenfold. Even more terrifying was their ability to subtly mobilize the power of heaven and earth, generating an oppressive aura akin to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm.

"Is this the combined attack formation of the Twelve Martial Slaves? It truly lives up to its reputation!" a seasoned martial artist marveled, his eyes filled with awe.

"Yes, with such a powerful trump card, Wang Ritain is likely doomed this time," another martial artist said with a sigh, a hint of regret on his face.

The younger martial artists, seeing the Twelve Martial Slaves assume their combined attack formation, all wore gloating expressions. "Wang Ritain, let's see how arrogant you are now! You'll get what's coming to you soon enough!" one young martial artist said fiercely.

However, Wang Ritain was completely unfazed by this oppressive aura. He calmly looked at the Twelve Martial Slaves, the corners of his mouth curving upwards in a confident smile. "If this were a few days ago, your combined attack formation might have posed some threat. But now..." Wang Ritain said, taking a step forward.

In an instant, a powerful aura erupted from Wang Ritain's body. This aura, like a surging tide, swept through Wudi City. Everyone felt an invisible force rush towards them, making it difficult to breathe.

"This... this is the aura of the Vajra Realm!" a well-informed martial artist exclaimed, his face filled with shock.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze towards Wang Ritain. They saw golden light flashing around him, as if he were a Buddha descending to the mortal world. His aura was profound and powerful, exuding an irresistible force.

"How is this possible? Wang Ritain has actually broken through to the Three Shattered Realms!" a young martial artist's eyes widened in disbelief. In his opinion, Wang Ritain breaking through from Great Grandmaster to Vajra Realm in just a few days was simply a fantasy.

"That's right, this is the Great Vajra Realm that only eminent Buddhist monks have the chance to enter. Wang Ritain's body is bathed in perfect, immaculate golden light, clearly indicating that he has unleashed the full power of the Great Vajra Realm," an elder said slowly, his eyes filled with admiration.

Martial artists who had just arrived, upon hearing the discussions, were also greatly shocked. "Breaking through from Half-step Shattering to Great Vajra Realm within a few days, this Wang Ritain is truly a monster!" a newly arrived martial artist marveled, his face filled with respect.

The expressions of the Twelve Martial Slaves grew even more solemn. Although they were surprised by Wang Ritain's breakthrough, they firmly believed that with the power of their combined attack formation, they could still defeat him.

"Hmph, even if you've broken through to the Vajra Realm, you won't be able to contend with our Heavenly Phenomenon level strength!" a fist-fighting Martial Slave roared, true qi surging wildly around him. He exuded a powerful aura, as if he were about to tear the very heavens and earth apart.

The fist-fighting Martial Slave suddenly threw a punch, a punch that contained all his strength and mobilized the power of heaven and earth. The wind from the punch whistled like a black lightning bolt, hurtling towards Wang Ritain. The power of this punch was infinitely close to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm; if it landed, even a Vajra Realm expert would be severely injured.

Seeing this, the other Martial Slaves also prepared to attack. Their eyes were filled with killing intent, as if they intended to completely slay Wang Ritain.

However, Wang Ritain remained unhurried. He looked at the incoming fist and a cold smile touched his lips. "Insufficient power!" Wang Ritain said, raising his hand and casually grabbing the fist-fighting Martial Slave's fist.

In that instant, a tremendous force erupted between the two. The collision of power was like a bomb exploding, causing the ground within a radius of several hundred meters to instantly sink. The surrounding martial artists, caught in the shockwave, retreated backward, their faces filled with terror.

"How is this possible? Wang Ritain actually blocked the Martial Slave's attack so easily!" a martial artist exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock.

"Indeed, Wang Ritain's strength is likely far beyond our imagination," another martial artist agreed, his heart filled with reverence.

After grabbing the fist-fighting Martial Slave's fist, a cold glint flashed in Wang Ritain's eyes. "My turn!" Wang Ritain said, and with a sudden swing, he threw a punch. This punch contained the immense power of the Three Points Return to Origin Qi. The wind from the punch whistled like a golden dragon, hurtling towards the fist-fighting Martial Slave.

Seeing this, the fist-fighting Martial Slave tried to resist but found his body as if bound by an invisible force, unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as Wang Ritain's fist struck him.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the fist-fighting Martial Slave's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string. His protective gang qi was instantly torn apart by Wang Ritain's fist energy, and blood spurted from his mouth.

However, the power of Wang Ritain's punch did not stop there. While sending the fist-fighting Martial Slave flying, the fist energy spread towards the other Martial Slaves. The connecting aura between the Martial Slaves instantly developed a crack. The affected Martial Slaves' faces changed drastically, and they all let out muffled groans, blood seeping from their lips.

"This... how is this possible? Wang Ritain's single punch actually disrupted the Martial Slaves' aura!" a martial artist couldn't believe his eyes, exclaiming.

"Wang Ritain's strength is too terrifying! Can he really defeat the Twelve Martial Slaves?" another martial artist murmured, his heart filled with doubt.