CHAPTER 241: CHAPTER 198: THE TYRANNOSAURUS FORM! THE INVINCIBLE YAN CHUAN: WHO CAN STAND AGAINST ME?!

"Hiss!"

As soon as Yan Chuan made a move, it was a display of real power, astounding all around.

This Wang Zhengyi is no pushover; he is considered the top prodigy of Guangling Academy, having broken the limit of Qi and Blood, with formidable strength. In this ’Jian Province Competition,’ he is recognized as part of the first tier and his team, led by Wang Zhengyi, has all broken limits, making them the favorites to win!

Excellent!

Even without mentioning these!

Just Wang Zhengyi’s performance alone—

He could easily push, smash, and throw massive stones weighing hundreds or thousands of pounds, possessing unrivaled divine power, like the rebirth of Overlord, practically a human fierce dragon.

But even such a person—

One strike!

Yan Chuan went all-out, and with just one encounter, sent his opponent retreating four or five zhang?!

Unbelievable!

If a favorite from the first tier can be beaten like this, just how strong is Yan Chuan?

Or perhaps.

Is Wang Zhengyi’s reputation overstated?

No, no, no!

Look at the scattered boulders; Wang Zhengyi’s fame might be exaggerated, but that artificial hill and boulders cannot be fake!

"The opponent is not lacking."

"Six Harmonies Fist, Six Harmonies Energy, along with his divine power, Wang Zhengyi’s strength is not inferior to that of a mid-grade limit-breaker."

"But Yan Chuan is stronger."

"His strength—"

Jiang Bianliu constantly observed Yan Chuan, seeing Yan Chuan and Wang Zhengyi clash head-on over and over. If talking about technique, Yan Chuan’s ’Tai Chi Eight Skills’ was indeed exquisite, almost paramount, fleetingly becoming more than a fist, becoming a painting, a poem, an art.

But what truly crushed Wang Zhengyi in the end was still that ’Ban Lan Chui,’ still the gang energy, still his immense Qi power.

"Tai Chi!"

"Unbelievable! How can Yan Chuan create such a shocking fist technique!"

Ni Mengtong exhaled deeply, completely astonished by Yan Chuan, by ’Tai Chi.’

Wang Zhengyi had divine power!

But Yan Chuan, relying on the subtlety of ’Tai Chi,’ four ounces moved a thousand pounds, could handle him with ease.

And just a moment ago.

His chief disciple Yu Jinpeng, not yet having broken limits, yet relying on this boxing method, though only a beginner, could fight back and forth with a limit-breaking expert like Zhong Le, even slightly edging him out.

Such boxing!

Weak beating strong!

Simply unheard of.

"Those of lesser strength can defeat the strong!"

"Those without limit-break can beat limit-break!"

"Then I—"

"Now that I have just reached ninth grade, if I practice this boxing method, could I fight the innate?"

Ni Mengtong secretly glanced at Jiang Bianliu, her heart burning.

Just in time.

At this moment, Jiang Bianliu also looked at her.

Ni Mengtong’s heart skipped a beat, quickly feigning an unrelated topic: "Neither Yan Chuan nor Wang Zhengyi has been breaking limits for long, where do they get such strength? Could it be innate divine power?"

There are those in this world born with divine power; even without practicing martial arts, they can kill practitioners with mere punches and kicks. After practicing martial arts, with divine power, they become unstoppable, a heaven’s favorite, a born martial artist!

But Yan Chuan and Wang Zhengyi—

"Yan Chuan is not!"

Jiang Bianliu shook his head.

He had thoroughly investigated Yan Chuan, understood Yan Chuan, knowing he was an ordinary orphan, showing no divine power since childhood; otherwise, growing up in the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, it couldn’t have remained hidden.

Beside him.

Gu Shengyan was also shocked by Yan Chuan and Wang Zhengyi, hearing Ni Mengtong’s guess and inquiry, she explained for Wang Zhengyi: "Wang Zhengyi entered Guangling Academy with his father Wang Kuan nine years ago, never showcasing divine power."

Nine years without demonstration, it almost confirms Wang Zhengyi was not born with it either.

"Not born with divine power."

"Then it must be a postnatal opportunity."

Ni Mengtong’s eyes sparkled; she was particularly interested in this ’Cang Mountain Sword Discussion’ and the ’Jian Province Competition,’ intending to recruit more talents during this process, but she didn’t expect, in the first round, to encounter outstanding figures like Yan Chuan and Wang Zhengyi—

"Comprehension!"

"Talent!"

"Qi Power!"

Both are considered top-tier.

Especially Yan Chuan.

Not only in actual combat ability but also in creating his martial arts, he stood out.

Such a figure, at only twenty-seven years old, is said to have boundless potential, moving Ni Mengtong’s heart.

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Outside, let’s not discuss.

But now.

Inside.

Wang Zhengyi steadied himself, rooted to the ground, his face full of shock: "Impossible!"

Impossible!

How could his strength be inferior to Yan Chuan?!

"I cultivated the ’Fierce Dragon Technique,’ ate the ’Black Fire Spirit Root,’ and even have that—"

Wang Zhengyi couldn’t accept it.

Yan Chuan could surpass him in every aspect, but in strength, he couldn’t accept it. Wang Zhengyi thought his strength in the limit-breaking level was unmatched, intending to push through the ’Jian Province Competition’ with sheer force.

Who would have thought!

In the first battle, he was taught a lesson by Yan Chuan, a wake-up call!

Wang Zhengyi was a little bewildered.

Not only Wang Zhengyi.

Yan Chuan was actually also shocked—

"His strength is truly terrifying; if not for the foundation of drinking over a thousand jin of Monkey Wine, relying solely on the Five Realms Tai Chi Boxing, beating him wouldn’t be easy!"

Tai Chi Boxing is strong, allowing the weak to defeat the strong, but it also has limits.

Wang Zhengyi’s super strong Qi power, coupled with commendable skill level in technique, could suppress Five Realms Tai Chi Boxing, it’s possible.

Unfortunately.

Yan Chuan is more than just Five Realms Tai Chi; his own Qi power is equally astonishing, even surpassing Wang Zhengyi. Having swallowed over a thousand jin of Monkey Wine, Yan Chuan now boasts nearly ten thousand jin of power.

Beyond imagination!

And this Qi power is Yan Chuan’s secondary reliance in the ’Jian Province Competition,’ in the ’Cang Mountain Sword Discussion,’ besides his boxing style.

Wang Zhengyi?

He might lift mountains, dominate the world, but against Yan Chuan, he’s still lacking.

Beside.

Teng Siqian and others didn’t know the significance of Wang Zhengyi’s retreat.

But they knew Yan Chuan was unbelievably strong, exchanging glances among the four of them, realizing that Wang Zhengyi alone was hard to handle. So, even before Wang Zhengyi spoke, the four of them shouted in unison: "All at once!"

On the stage!

Under the rules!

No need for miscellaneous matters; victory and defeat are the hard truth.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

"First, stabilize and win this match!"

Zhong Le launched an attack at Yan Chuan, simultaneously calling Wang Zhengyi.

"That’s right!"

"Win this match first then talk."

Wang Zhengyi quickly regained composure: "I have fortuitous encounters, various treasures, Qi power increasing day by day, endlessly, a temporary victory or defeat, is trivial!"

Bang!

Wang Zhengyi charged, pushing off with his back foot, bouncing with his front foot, releasing power from his palm, still using the ’Six Harmonies Fist.’

In an instant.

Yan Chuan was under attack from all sides——

Directly ahead was Wang Zhengyi, with ’Six Harmonies Fist’ attacking inside and out, fists and feet simultaneously!

To the left was Teng Siqian, with ’Fu Family Boxing’ executed seamlessly, naturally and smoothly!

To the right was Feng Ru, with ’Coiling Silk Fist’ like a silkworm spinning silk, soft and adhesive!

Further, Zhong Le and Gong Yu had moved to the back, one using Fu Fist, the other Six Harmonies, Fu Fist swift as lightning without delay, striking unexpectedly, Six Harmonies fast attack with continuous feet, kicking long and punching close.

In this moment.

Yan Chuan was in danger!

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"Five Limit-breakers attacking together!"

The entire audience stood up, exclaiming in amazement.

Qi-blood breaking the limit!

In the eyes of ordinary people and even typical martial artists, it’s like a Martial Saint, unparalleled in valor, distinguished in both city and region, the ultimate dream of martial arts practitioners, a peak existence.

And now.

Yan Chuan, facing five alone!

Can he handle it?

"Good timing!"

Yan Chuan laughed, stepping forward, this was Chicken Step, hooking hand strike, the ’Snake-shaped Double Hook Hands,’ strength penetrating—

"Hiss!"

Striking Wang Zhengyi fiercely in both wrists and arms, causing him to instinctively retreat.

This retreat gave Yan Chuan an opening.

Both arms swung in sequence——

Bang, bang!

Like a dragon’s tail swing!

This was Dragon Form!

Boom, boom, boom!

Sending Teng Siqian and Feng Ru flying out like children, unable to withstand any of Yan Chuan’s strikes.

Meanwhile, Zhong Le and Gong Yu from behind had already attacked.

As Yan Chuan swung his arms, his body lunged forward, hands pressing the ground, both legs forcefully kicking back—

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A burst of ferocious wind, terrifying!

Zhong Le and Gong Yu dared not confront head-on, but couldn’t change quickly, their iron fists transforming, one taking Eagle Claw, the other Tiger Claw, trying to grab Yan Chuan’s legs.

However——

Yan Chuan’s kick enveloped in force, legs as hard as iron, straightforward and relentless, breaking all their fancy techniques, directly targeting their chests.

Zhong Le and Gong Yu, upon contact, knew they faced trouble, reacting almost simultaneously, rubbing and wrapping Yan Chuan’s legs with both hands, leaning back into an iron bridge, trying to dodge Yan Chuan’s kicks.

Indeed, they did evade!

But then——

Boom!

Yan Chuan rotated both legs while supporting on his arms, like a whirlwind sweeping autumn leaves, leaving Zhong Le and Gong Yu with no escape, despite attempts to block, achieving nothing——

Bang, bang!

Yan Chuan’s legs, abundant in strength, rotated his body twice, on first rotation kicking away their guarding hands and arms, following with continued kicks the second rotation, propelling them both four or five zhang away.

Taking on five!

Punching and kicking, Yan Chuan achieved total victory!

A different level entirely!

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"So powerful!"

"This strength! Comparable to the Golden Rock Earth Dragon!"

Zhong Le performed a backflip using her hands to stabilize herself, shock evident on her face. Watching Wang Zhengyi battle Yan Chuan wasn’t as clear, but having engaged directly, she realized how utterly absurd Yan Chuan’s strength was.

She knew Yan Chuan had held back those two kicks; otherwise, she’d be seriously injured already.

Looking up again, Yan Chuan stood in the center, as unmovable as a mountain, not pressing the advantage, standing there like a fierce dragon, exerting pressure on Zhong Le, reminding her of when they had besieged the Golden Rock Earth Dragon, even exceeding it!

This isn’t just a limit-breaking martial artist!

He’s literally a human fierce dragon!

"Troublesome!"

Zhong Le’s heart sank.

Wang Zhengyi also resigned: "His Qi power is overwhelming, doesn’t need many fancy techniques, breaking methods with force, he can easily contend with five."

Yan Chuan’s Qi power is too strong!

Moreover, don’t forget, apart from his strength, Yan Chuan’s skill in boxing technique is divine, few can rival.

Tai Chi is already a peak boxing method for weak defeating strong!

One Tai Chi, can greatly enhance Yan Chuan’s power.

Let alone.

Yan Chuan himself isn’t weak.

Tai Chi plus force, even stronger!

Qi power + boxing!

The combination of the two, unarmed, who can match Yan Chuan?

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