Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint into the void is a technique that only Moon Class expert can achieve.
Could it be... that King of Chambord's strength has already reached the level of Moon Class expert?
This speculation made many people's hearts pound, their mouths go dry, and their Venus.
That's incredible!
If King of Chambord truly advances to the level of Moon Class powerhouse, it will be a momentous event of undeniable significance, and this event will undoubtedly have an immeasurable impact on the current situation of the Zenit Empire.
For a first-tier empire like Zenit, the existence of Moon Class expert is practically a strategic weapon, possessing undeniable deterrent significance. Each additional Moon Class expert signifies a dramatic increase in national power. Moreover, a Moon Class expert under nineteen years old is even more awe-inspiring. Who can predict whether such a powerful individual with limitless potential might one day transcend the Moon Class and reach the level of a peerless Sun Class master?
If King of Chambord truly reaches that level, not only the Zenit Empire, but also hundreds of surrounding empires below level six will have to depend on King of Chambord for their existence!
[ The Knight of God ] stood silently before the massive sword mark in front of the Chambord camp, lost in thought once more.
He remained silent, not understanding, and closed his eyes, as if quietly sensing something invisible.
Gradually, a crimson Dou Qi aura, as red as blood, slowly emanated from his body and skin, growing thicker and thicker, like a constantly burning flame. Finally, this crimson Dou Qi aura soared into the sky, reaching a height of a hundred meters, enveloping the [ Knight of God ] like a crystal-clear blood-red amber.
As the crimson Dou Qi aura surged, a vast and terrifying aura began to spread outwards like a tidal wave.
[ Knight of God ] circulated his Dou Qi to its peak, revealing his terrifying strength. He was even showing signs of breaking through to the Six-Star Class and reaching the Seven-Star level.
Finally, after adjusting his strength to its peak, the [ Knight of God ] made his move.
boom!
As he knelt down and threw a powerful punch, it was as if the heavens and earth were being torn apart. His blood-red Dou Qi transformed into a dazzling pillar of blood-red light, slamming heavily into the ground.
The ground suddenly cracked open like a spiderweb, and an invisible shockwave spread silently forward from underground, layer upon layer like sound waves, finally colliding fiercely with the glassy sword energy and sword mark a meter away.
Boom boom boom boom!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, thunder roared, sword energy Zongheng, and the earth shook.
One after another, streaks of glazed sword energy shot out from the huge sword wound, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound. At the same time, streaks of crimson Dou Qi, like underground magma, burst out from the cracks in the ground, twisting and turning with the streaks of glazed sword energy, constantly devouring and tearing each other apart.
Finally, the terrifying glassy sword energy vanished.
The crimson flames of Dou Qi aura that had been constantly seeping out from the cracks in the ground finally dissipated and disappeared.
The dust has settled.
The sword aura and sword mark that King of Chambord had originally drawn were shattered and vanished without a trace by the [ Knight of God ]'s all-out punch. The spiritual trace of the fist imprint in the void was also finally broken and erased by this punch.
The [ Knight of God ] slowly stood up and raised his right hand.
Behind them, over three hundred Knights' Hall rose and mounted their horses. The clanging of their steel armor created a metallic sound, the three hundred-plus voices ringing out in perfect unison, filled with a chilling, bloodthirsty aura, quite imposing indeed. The knights, astride their horses, drew their Long Spear and quickly formed a cone-shaped cavalry Charge, the dark mass of Long Spear aimed precisely at the Chambord camp, ready to charge at any moment!
but--
The [ Knight of God ] raised his right hand, but instead of bringing it down hard, he waved it backward.
The cavalrymen were stunned.
This gesture is not a signal to Charge.
It means... retreat!
Retreat immediately!
Filled with the burning Chambord City to wash away the shame of their humiliated comrades under the guidance of the [ Knight of God ], they were caught off guard by the First Judgment Knight's order. The well-trained elite cavalry of the Knights' Hall were momentarily stunned before reacting. The three hundred-plus riders reluctantly turned their horses around, raised their whips, and with a roar, surged forward like a Black Torrent, quickly disappearing into the twenty-mile-long vassal state's military camp.
Some observant individuals in the distant camps of various nations were unaware of the [ Knight of God's ] purpose in doing so.
Does he think he can take down all the Chambord people by himself?
Or did he decide to compromise with [ One Fist Spanning the Heavens ] King of Chambord first?
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the [ Knight of God ] stepped over the destroyed glass sword mark and walked step by step to the center of the Chambord camp. His gaze swept over the faces of Lampard, Torres, and others, lingering the longest on the face of the huge, fat Oleg, as if he wanted to firmly memorize these faces. Only then did he casually glance at the Knights of the Knights' Hall cavalry tied to the wooden stakes.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
With a gentle wave of his hand, the [ Knight of God ] unleashed over forty streaks of crimson energy, severing the ropes binding the cavalrymen with pinpoint accuracy.
"Grown ups..."
"Please, Your Excellency, stand up for us!"
Upon seeing the arrival of the First Judgment Knight [ Knight of God ], the wounded and disheveled knights were like children who had been separated from their families finding their parents. One by one, they fell to the ground, cursing and kneeling before the [ Knight of God ], denouncing the brutality and lawlessness of the Chambord people, and hoping that the First Judgment Knight would avenge them.
"Go back, all of you!" [ The Knight of God ] frowned and said calmly.
"Ah? My lord, King of Chambord and his men don't take the Knights' Hall seriously at all, they..." The leopard-eyed knight leader, beaten like a dead dog, hurriedly said.
The [ Knight of God ] had eyebrows like knives and eyes like lightning. His gaze swept across the face of the Leopard-Eyed Knight Leader, his gleaming light seeming to pierce the chest and see the thoughts in his heart. In an instant, the Leopard-Eyed Knight Leader dared not utter another word. Supported by two less wounded cavalrymen beside him, he turned back and gave the warden Oleg a venomous and sinister look before leaving unwillingly.
Lampard and his men had clearly received instructions from His Majesty the King, remaining silent throughout the entire process as the leader of the Leopard-Eyed Knights and his entourage departed.
The [ Knight of God ] stood there, staring at the central King tent in the distance for a moment, then turned to leave without saying a word.
"Sir, wait a moment!" Lampard suddenly said.
"Huh?" [ The Knight of God ] whirled around, a terrifying aura erupting from him, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey. He glared at Lampard and sneered, "What, does King of Chambord intend to tie me up and torture me too?"
This one sentence immediately revealed his state of mind.
He was clearly extremely dissatisfied with the people of Chambord, but for some reason, he deliberately suppressed his anger.
"Your Excellency misunderstands," Lampard said calmly, stepping forward a few paces. " His Alexander has something he wishes to pass on to you."
After saying that, he waved his hand, Drogba, that bastard, walked over with a serious face, carrying a plate. In the sunlight, a hexagonal crystal on the plate shone brightly, exceptionally beautiful.
The [ Knight of God ]'s gaze sharpened.
He knew that this crystal was called Diwei Crystal, a gemstone with unique magical abilities. Through special magical means, it could clearly record and perfectly reproduce images and sounds of events that occurred at a certain point in the past. Because of its unique function, this crystal was often used as evidence during interrogations to prevent prisoners from later changing their minds.
He hadn't expected that a small, sixth-rank vassal state would possess such a rare magic crystal.
He could guess what was recorded inside that Diwei Crystal.
With a wave of his hand, the status crystal flew out of the plate and landed in the hand of the [ Knight of God ].
Just then, another scoundrel, Pierce, grinned and placed a bag of things in front of the [ Knight of God ]. It was the Blood Blade Treasure that the Leopard-Eyed Knight leader and his men had 'searched' from the Chambord camp. Pierce loudly proclaimed, "These items are what those lords of the Knights' Hall left behind. His Majesty Alexander asked me to give them to you, sir, to take with you!"
[ The Knight of God ]'s expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure. With a gentle wave of his hand, a white light flashed between his fingers, storing everything into his storage ring. Then, he turned to look at the still-calm central King tent in the distance, before transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the direction of the capital.
Seeing the [ Knight of God ] leave, Lampard and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The number one ranked Judgment Knight in the Imperial Knights' Hall indeed put a lot of pressure on him and his companions, like an insurmountable mountain pressing down on their backs, making them feel like they couldn't breathe. This was the pressure caused by absolute strength. Lampard's strength was approaching the Five-Star Class Intermediate Stage, so he was in a slightly better situation. However, Drogba and Pierce, who were slightly weaker, had been holding on with their backs straight until the [ Knight of God ] disappeared in a stream of light. They immediately put their hands on their knees and gasped for air like fish out of water.
[ The Knight of God ] tried to apply pressure to force the top fighters of Chambord to their knees, but unfortunately, he failed.
"Disperse, everyone back to your posts, stand guard for morning exercises!"
Petr Čech, the most powerful person in the expeditionary force second only to His Majesty the King, waved his hand, and the Chambord City and Saint, who had been on high alert, immediately dispersed. The tense and oppressive atmosphere dissipated, and the Chambord camp returned to its previous busy and relaxed state.
Those secretly observing this scene from their respective vassal states' camps in the distance were completely baffled.
No one expected that the Knights' Hall cavalry, who had come with such a fierce momentum, would end up like this. Not only were the charges of "assassin" and "treason" not pinned on the Chambord people, but the Chambord people also beat these forty-odd cavalrymen into a pulp and fled like dead dogs. The First Judgment Knight the Knights' Hall who appeared later did not turn the tide. It is unknown what this " Knight of God " was thinking. Apart from breaking the King of Chambord's Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint in the void, he did not even say a few polite words and let the matter pass.
There are too many mysteries hidden in this, and they just can't understand it no matter how hard they try.
However, the terrifying power displayed by King of Chambord once again shocked all the observers in the shadows. The Fist Intent Spiritual Imprint in the void were simply unbelievable. After this incident, many people had already equated King of Chambord with a Moon Class expert, making him an absolutely untouchable figure, and Kingdom of Chambord had become an absolutely untouchable vassal state.
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