CHAPTER 1196: CHAPTER 1196: DESCENDANTS OF THE DIVINE KNIGHT! (SECOND UPDATE)

"Haha, finally realized how terrifying I am, haven’t you?" The foreign man thought, seeing so many people showing expressions of shock, believing that these Chinese Martial Artists had come to recognize his unmatched strength.

However, he soon felt that there was something off about the way these people were looking at him. Why were Jin Shanshun and Qin Feng retreating and leaving a message that their young master would kill him?

Something’s wrong...

Suddenly, the foreign man’s heart turned cold. He slowly turned around, and when he looked closely, he was astonished to find Ye Qiu smiling at him, completely unharmed.

"What are you doing here?"

The foreign man was dumbfounded. Hadn’t Ye Qiu been killed by his Divine Knight just now? How could he suddenly appear behind him?

And it took him so long to realize.

Silently resurrected and standing behind him watching, just thinking about it made the foreign man feel a chill down his spine.

If Ye Qiu had suddenly attacked just now, he probably wouldn’t be standing here unharmed.

"How did he avoid it, clearly his body broke apart, was it an illusion?" The foreign man still couldn’t believe that Ye Qiu was alive, because just now the Divine Knight’s strike was delivered right under his nose; he had seen with his own eyes Ye Qiu’s body shatter and turn to nothingness. How could he possibly resurrect?

"Looks like your God isn’t reliable at times. Are you curious about why I’m still alive?" Ye Qiu’s voice rang in the foreign man’s ear.

"How did you do it?" The foreign man really wanted to know the reason. Even if defeated, he had to understand why he lost.

Ye Qiu shrugged, unafraid to reveal to the other party, and candidly said, "Your attack is made of spiritual power, so why can’t my body also be made of spiritual power?"

Huh?

The foreign man’s eyes widened suddenly. He hadn’t expected Ye Qiu’s answer to be like this—an entire body composed of spiritual power to deceive him. This kind of method was something even he couldn’t achieve.

"How is it possible for your spiritual power to be so strong? It doesn’t make sense. Don’t all Eastern Martial Artists focus on physical cultivation?" Ye Qiu’s words struck the foreign man quite a bit. In his subconscious, Eastern Martial Artists focused on physical cultivation to advance and enhance their martial arts, unlike their Western counterparts who delved into spiritual powers.

It was known that throughout Western history, many spiritual power experts beyond compare had appeared, each of their spiritual powers like the sun in the sky, dazzling and radiant, walking among humans like deities.

Pom was one of the admirers.

For this, he had visited many great cathedrals and historical sites, wanting to trace the footsteps of those deity-like individuals.

One day, while in a Vatican relic, he inexplicably fell asleep. Upon waking, a mass had formed in his mind, and his body underwent subtle changes, transforming him into a messenger of God.

He was chosen by God, a descendant of the Divine Knight.

Ever since, Pom became a powerful force, discovering an activated power within his body that spread throughout. As long as he wished, he could call upon this power.

Relying on this internal power, Pom became a famed entity in the underground world, hailed as an existence almost parallel to globally dangerous figures.

Globally dangerous figures?

Pom learned for the first time that such powerful individuals existed. He had thought he stood atop the world’s peak, only to realize after reaching this position that there were even more formidable existences.

Later, he discovered there was only one globally dangerous figure, and that was the Chinese Martial Artist, Ye Qiu!

Pom firmly remembered this name and collected some information about Ye Qiu. After understanding it, he discovered indeed how immensely powerful Ye Qiu was. If not for his firsthand experience, knowing the might of Martial Artists, he would never have believed, in the past, that human strength could reach such heights.

Regrettably, after several inquiries about Ye Qiu, he found that Ye Qiu had vanished into thin air.

No matter how he searched, he couldn’t find him, until recently he heard that Ye Qiu had reappeared.

The man before him was the globally dangerous figure, referred to in the underground world network as a man close to the divine.

Thus, when the Divine Knight struck Ye Qiu down, Pom’s heart was utterly excited. He hadn’t imagined such a powerful individual would be defeated in such a way. Henceforth, he would replace Ye Qiu and become the world’s most terrifying existence.

Yet unexpectedly, his beautiful aspiration shattered in an instant, with Ye Qiu reappearing before him unscathed.

And from Ye Qiu’s words, he gleaned that Ye Qiu’s spiritual power was extraordinary; otherwise, how could he deceive him?

Pom’s spiritual power was granted by God, strong without surprise, but Ye Qiu grew bit by bit, possessing a spiritual power no less than those bestowed by Western deities, which was quite shocking.

"While we Chinese Martial Artists do focus on physical cultivation, that doesn’t mean everyone does. If you want to kill me, based only on that previous move, it’s useless. If you have any other techniques, feel free to show them; I’m quite curious how you acquired your current power."

Ye Qiu scrutinized Pom, still curious about him. Before the Divine Knight’s strike fell, even before Qin Feng could shout a warning, he had already recognized the Divine Knight’s attack’s nature as a manifestation of spiritual power.

Thus, Ye Qiu also used spiritual power to form a body shape, personally experiencing the opponent’s spiritual power.

The result was astonishing. As a rule, such rich spiritual power, unless like him, Ye Qiu—who knew Alchemy—could rapidly enhance spiritual power, but the Pom before him was clearly not. A foreigner could not become an Alchemist.

How could he explain this body full of spiritual power?

This was what intrigued Ye Qiu the most. If he could learn the method to increase spiritual power from Pom, then forget about Refining Saint-level Pills, even Refining God-level Pills would be possible.

Pom found Ye Qiu looking at him as if he were a treasure, which made him uncomfortable all over.

"Since I didn’t kill you the first time, this time I will." Pom’s chest crucifix lit up again, this time summoning more than a dozen Divine Knights, and Pom’s face turned pale. This was his limit. If he still couldn’t eliminate Ye Qiu, then defeat was inevitable.

Go!

Pom issued the command, and immediately, more than a dozen Divine Knights all charged at Ye Qiu.

At this moment, Ye Qiu did not once again use spiritual power to create another self; what he did before was merely to feel the opponent’s spiritual power. Now he understood, there was no need to do so.

Spiritual power attacks were something no one understood better than he did.

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will not be defeated a hundred times in battle. Ye Qiu had long developed his own method to deal with spiritual power attacks.

Immediately, before the more than a dozen Divine Knights could charge at him, a strange wave emanated from Ye Qiu’s soul.