CHAPTER 386: CHAPTER 255: CONVINCED IN WORD AND HEART

In the expansive grounds outside the Yangwu Hall of Qiu Dragon Mansion’s General Martial Arts Association, before anyone could even blink.

A massive wave suddenly swept through!

The eleven Grand Protectors simultaneously looked shocked at the figure standing where their Old Seventh once stood.

Clad in a blue robe and tunic, the young man’s body stood upright, one hand behind his back, and his clothes fluttered lightly from the residual force of a palm strike.

As for the Little Grandmaster Zhou Li, who originally stood there, he was shockingly blasted back ten zhang by a single palm strike!

"Seventh Junior Brother!"

"Old Seventh!"

In an instant, the eleven Grand Protectors all cried out in disbelief, looking toward Zhou Li, who slowly lifted his head, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound filled the minds of these eleven people.

How could this be?!

They hadn’t even clearly seen how Chen Ku made his move; they only heard a thunderous crackle in the sky.

It felt like the weight of a mountain crashing down on their Seventh Junior Brother.

"Not bad, to withstand that palm strike and just cough up a little blood, truly befitting of Senior Brother Qin’s most prized disciple."

Chen Ku slowly retracted his palm and gently asked:

"Are you convinced?"

Since today was meant to win over the hearts of Senior Brother Qin’s disciples and sect members, he had been prepared to not hide his strength and to go all out.

That palm strike utilized the Thousand One Secret Technique as the main framework, channeling the Supreme Heaven Heart Technique internally, delivering the second seal of the Mountain-Lifting Palm, the ’Mountain Pressing Egg Seal,’ with 540 transformations at his fingertips.

Finally, he used the lightning speed of the Electric Light Divine Walk to unleash a powerful palm strike!

This, combined with his immense strength.

It’s fair to say that this small combo could defeat most experts below the Seventh Realm even without using weapons.

If encountering weaker opponents, this palm might flatten a typical Sixth Realm expert into pulp.

Yet this Little Grandmaster took the palm head-on and merely spat a few mouths of blood, clearly showing his foundation and depth are not ordinary.

"Good technique! Good movement! Good strength!"

Zhou Li wiped the blood from his lips, his eyes fixed on Chen Ku, shining brightly, and said:

"Although my carelessness played a part, to be able to push me back with a single strike and make me spit blood, your strength indeed has the substance to justify your confidence, no wonder our master accepted a disciple on behalf of his teacher!"

The tenth Grand Protector, Ding Xiaoju, initially wanted to accuse Chen Ku of a sneak attack, but seeing Zhou Li acknowledge Chen Ku’s strength, he swallowed his words.

All the Grand Protectors couldn’t help but admire.

Does this mean...

That this Chen Ku truly earned even Old Seventh’s acknowledgment of his strength?

Unexpectedly.

After straightening his body, Zhou Li stared at Chen Ku and said:

"In wandering the Jianghu, one should never underestimate others, yet I made this taboo mistake, acting superior before you. Regardless, I’ve indeed lost at your hands, but I earnestly request, Little Master Uncle, for another chance, to let me fetch my weapon, so you and I can truly duel again, is that permissible?"

His words were sincere, bordering on a plea.

The other Grand Protectors were all deeply shocked by Old Seventh’s words.

Proud Old Seventh had never spoken to anyone like this before.

But they all knew, Old Seventh’s nature was as such, win or lose, even if it was due to his carelessness, he had to admit defeat, yet...

He must undoubtedly be feeling unwilling in his heart.

"Oh? You think it was luck earlier, and you were careless? That’s understandable."

Chen Ku drew a Coiled Dragon Staff from his storage bag, leaning it diagonally behind him, facing Zhou Li at a distance of ten zhang, and smiled:

"I guess one strike wasn’t enough to truly make you..."

Looking towards the others in the hall:

"And these junior nephews truly convinced, alright, let’s have another match and determine victory with weapons, but what weapon will you be using?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Li hadn’t yet responded.

Old Ten, Ding Xiaoju, eagerly called out:

"Quickly, someone, bring out Seventh Young Master’s Phoenix Wing Gold Plated Mace."

Phoenix Wing Gold Plated Mace?

Chen Ku’s heart stirred upon hearing this, realizing that Zhou Li used such a weapon.

As per the voice of the tenth Grand Protector, before long, eight robust protector experts from the General Martial Arts Association carried out a Phoenix Wing Divine Weapon, as if carrying a grand sedan.

During this process.

Chen Ku noticed that each time these eight men took a step, deep footprints were left in the ground, observing the eight individuals carrying the weapon, each having at least mid-level Five Realms Inner Strength cultivation.

At this realm, even the weakest martial practitioner of the Five Realms could muster tens of thousands of jin of strength.

Yet eight people carrying such a weapon still seemed burdensome.

"This weapon?" Chen Ku’s gaze turned serious: "Just how heavy is it?"

Only to see.

Once the Phoenix Wing Gold Plated Mace was placed before Zhou Li, he gave it a slight prod with his foot, bringing the Divine Weapon into his hand, held it diagonally with one hand, his eyes reflecting the blade of the Three-pointed Divine Blade.

He seemed to be speaking to himself, but in fact, introducing it to Chen Ku:

"This Phoenix Wing Gold Plated Mace, weighs 108,000, made of Thousand-year Cold Iron Essence, just shy of Divine Weapon Level, even top-grade named weapon level armor cannot resist its edge, Little Master Uncle, where’s your weapon?"

Just shy, of Divine Weapon?

108,000 jin?

It must be said, this weight of weapon could only be wielded by someone with the Power of Seven Dragons and Seven Elephants like Zhou Li.

Chen Ku’s eyes showed a slight flicker.

He casually twirled his Coiled Dragon Staff and calmly said:

"Coiled Dragon Staff, merely about ten thousand jin, granted by the Martial Temple, admittedly not quite on par with your weapon."