First Battle with Archbishop Chana

"Fine by me. Tiger here wouldn't want to accidentally injure the future pillars of the Guiyuan Upper Sect," Chen Xu said hypocritically before leaping into the air.

His feet lightly touched the water's surface, sending ripples across the tranquil lake.

"Then let us—" Before Elder Zhu could finish speaking, a crushing pain erupted from his chest. He spun through the air, smashing up two plumes of white spray as hazy mist seeped from his body and continuously flowed into Chen Xu.

The Guiyuan Upper Sect members leaped from the Number One private room, intending to witness a fierce clash between Martial Momentum experts. Instead, the moment they emerged, they saw Elder Zhu being sent flying.

"Both are Martial Momentum experts, yet the gap is this vast? Elder Zhu couldn't even withstand a single strike from Elder Tiger King!"

Elder Zhuo's face was grim. He knew he could not have taken the strike Elder Zhu had used against Hall Master Ge either. This Elder Tiger King's strength likely far exceeded anything they had imagined.

But for him and the Guiyuan Upper Sect, this was undoubtedly good news. The Guiyuan Upper Sect, currently at the lowest point in its history, desperately needed a sect master strong enough to hold the situation together.

"Elder Tiger King stands among the very best even within Martial Momentum. How could someone named Zhu possibly provoke him?" Hall Master Mu, who considered himself Elder Tiger King's number one lackey, felt honored by association.

Though he had no idea what level Elder Tiger King's true strength was at among Martial Momentum experts, that did not stop him from boasting now.

"Neither Anomaly nor human, but a fusion of an Anomaly and a living person. Interesting." Chen Xu's expression shifted slightly as he recalled the Mist God Cult followers