The Might of the Double Pupils

"Ah!" Zhou Changming let out a pained cry that seemed capable of piercing the heavens.

At the same time, his enormous, gorilla-like palm came crashing down with the force of ten thousand tons, like Mount Tai bearing down on an egg.

Facing this ferocious attack, Gu Chen remained calm and fearless.

In a flash, he raised one arm high and steadily blocked the savage onslaught that came at him like a raging storm.

Then, seizing the momentum, he shot out his right leg like lightning through the night sky and struck Zhou Changming's legs with blistering speed.

The sudden blow caught Zhou Changming off guard. His legs suffered heavy damage, and his mountain-steady body instantly became unsteady.

Gu Chen keenly seized that fleeting opening and, without hesitation, executed a perfectly timed shoulder throw.

With a forceful swing of his hands, Zhou Changming's massive body flew straight out like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily onto the ground.

With a thunderous bang, Zhou Changming's body collided intimately with the hard ground, producing an exceptionally dull impact.

However, Gu Chen did not stop there. Seizing the opportunity, he leaped up and sent a fierce kick at Zhou Changming, who had just fallen and had yet to rise.

Under the impact of that immense force, Zhou Changming slid across the ground as though he had been hit by a speeding carriage, only slowly coming to a stop after a long distance.

When he struggled back to his feet, his eyes were already blazing with fury, as though they could burn the entire world to ashes.

At that moment, the Spirit Ring beneath his feet began to shine with dazzling light. Clearly, he was preparing to unleash his ultimate move.

"Third Spirit Skill: Heavenly Ape Heavy Strike!" Zhou Changming roared as his Martial Soul suddenly fused with his body.

In an instant, an incomparably powerful surge of Soul Power erupted from within him, rushing forth like floodwaters bursting through a dam.

Carrying overwhelming force, that Soul Power transformed into a dazzling beam of light and blasted straight toward Gu Chen.

"Is this what battle feels like? It really is intoxicating..." Gu Chen murmured softly, as if immersed in the fierce confrontation.

The collision of flesh and blood made his veins boil.

Even though the man before him was like a punching bag, capable only of taking hits and offering none of that evenly matched feeling.

It still gave him a trace of satisfaction. This really is delightful. I don't think I'll ever forget you for the rest of my life.

Gu Chen drew in a deep breath and shouted softly, "Second Spirit Skill: Light of Destruction!"

In an instant, Gu Chen's gaze became incomparably sharp and grave, as if he had discarded every emotional fluctuation and left behind only dead-water stillness and bone-chilling coldness.

At the same time, his originally clear, bright eyes were enveloped by dense Destruction Power as black as ink.

With a low rumble, Gu Chen's mysterious and powerful Double Pupils slowly closed.

Immediately afterward, two solid-looking black rays burst from the depths of his pupils—the terrifying beams condensed from ultimate destructive power!

The two beams shot straight toward Zhou Changming in midair with lightning speed, so fast that no one could react.

With two muffled pfft sounds, the beams of destruction pierced through Zhou Changming's legs without resistance.

Suffering such grievous wounds, Zhou Changming immediately let out an utterly miserable scream. The intense pain spread through his entire body in an instant, nearly causing him to faint from the agony.

His legs gave out as if they had lost all support, and his entire body uncontrollably dropped to his knees in Gu Chen's direction.

This was Eastsea City, after all. If he killed someone here, he would probably be arrested.

If not for that concern, he would not have aimed at Zhou Changming's legs, but at his head.

"Your turn."

Gu Chen's calm gaze shifted to Zhou Changxi at the side, but his words sounded like a death sentence.

"Y-You! Don't come any closer!"

"Since you refuse to behave, you can go back in and stay a few more days!"

Bang!

"Ahhh!!!"

To him, it had all been nothing more than a minor interlude.

Not long after Zhou Changming and Zhou Changxi, father and son, fell, they were carried away on stretchers again.

As long as he had not beaten them to death and had merely crippled or injured them, it was naturally no big deal. No one came to trouble him; Gu Chen had people backing him.

Gu Chen might have been a hidden final boss, but his status within the Butian Sect was not low either—at least publicly. He was one of the Butian Sect's Candidate Holy Sons.

Those two could only be said to have brought it upon themselves.

If they had not insisted on coming before him to make their presence known, he probably would not even have remembered those cannon fodder characters from the original story.

By the time Gu Chen returned to Eastsea Academy, the remaining students had nearly finished fighting.

Because Gu Chen had not been there, Tang Wulin easily won three consecutive matches before losing to Gu Yue.

When Gu Chen left, Wu Changkong had naturally followed him out of concern for his safety, only to witness Gu Chen effortlessly beating up a Three-Ring Soul Elder.

Then Wu Changkong returned to Eastsea Academy ahead of him.

Wu Changkong was a decent person, but what he believed to be well concealed was completely exposed before the Double Pupils.

Whether it was hiding himself with Soul Power or using concealment techniques, it was as though nothing existed before the Double Pupils.

"Chen Ge, are you all right?" Tang Wulin asked Gu Chen.

Gu Yue also cast him a concerned look.

"I'm fine. I'm the strongest," Gu Chen said calmly.

If something had happened to him, he could not possibly be this calm.

Seeing him return, Wu Changkong glanced at him before withdrawing his gaze and saying, "Fourth round: Gu Chen versus Wu Changkong."

Zero-Frame Start

Upon hearing that, Tang Wulin was dumbfounded. "Huh?"

Xie Xie was dumbfounded as well. "Hm?"

Gu Chen, who had just returned and wanted to rest at the side, stared blankly and uncertainly pointed at himself. "Huh? Me?"

Was that even something a person would say?

No matter how talented Gu Chen was, there should have been a qualitative gap between his Soul Power Level and Teacher's, right?

Was this necessary?

"There is no need to doubt it." Wu Changkong added before turning his gaze to Gu Chen.

"I saw your performance just now. You only need to last ten exchanges against me."

Lasting ten exchanges against a six-ring Soul Emperor?

Twenty thousand years ago, Tang San had broken through Immovable Wisdom King's defense.

Since he had already pulled ahead of Tang San from the start, he should be able to do it too, right?

Right?

"Fine!"

"I can wait for you to adjust your condition."

"There's no need!"

After being tempered by the Five-Colored Stone, Gu Chen's physique had begun to gradually catch up.

At the very least, he would no longer experience the kind of situation where a full-force punch left his entire body aching from the recoil.

The strengthening of all his meridians allowed his Soul Power to recover far faster than that of others. In just this short time, he had recovered around seventy percent of the Soul Power he had expended earlier.

It could only be said: terrifying indeed.