Chapter 387: Chapter 203: My Word Is Evidence, Suppressing Zhong Zhenyu (Part 2)

Wei Fan shot out like a bolt of lightning, instantly blasting Zhong Zhenyu back dozens of miles, out of the range of Qingshui City.

Zhong Zhenyu, far from being alarmed, was delighted: "Good, bring it on!"

The simple Celestial Demon Devouring Pill might not guarantee him a hundred percent chance of becoming a Martial King.

For the Celestial Demon Devouring Pill to have such an effect, it’s necessary to perform a blood sacrifice on a massive city with a population in the millions. However, if he and the Flying Tiger Venerable dared to commit such atrocities, they would surely provoke the Human Race Martial Kings.

But if the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill is used along with the Celestial Demon Devouring Pill, he would have a hundred percent confidence in becoming a Martial King powerhouse.

Boom!

Zhong Zhenyu’s Golden Body trembled violently, and amidst the brilliant golden light, his Golden Body penetrated layers of air, like a meteor crashing toward Wei Fan.

"If I get the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill, I might not even need the Celestial Demon Devouring Pill!"

His heart burned fervently; everything was for the sake of becoming a Martial King.

In his quest to become a Martial King, he dared to betray the Human Race and collude with the Flying Tiger Venerable.

Compared to these matters, killing a Demon Hunter Patrol Envoy was not a big deal at all.

Even if he were to blood sacrifice a city to refine a Celestial Demon Devouring Pill, the Human experts might hunt him to death, but if he killed Wei Fan, the sin would relatively be much smaller.

"They even want to kill to seize treasures!"

Wei Fan’s spiritual sense was extraordinarily keen; the moment Zhong Zhenyu harbored such thoughts against him, his spiritual sense immediately picked it up.

He too charged headlong, and in an instant, the two collided.

They were like two meteors crashing into each other, terrifying waves immediately stirred up dust hundreds of feet high on the ground, and within the dust, the two engaged in the most intense physical combat.

Li Yunfei was shocked: "He’s achieved the Golden Body Third Forging!"

In such a short time, Wei Fan had become a Golden Body Third Forging Martial Venerable. No wonder, even against Zhong Zhenyu, Wei Fan could confront him head-on. The Seven-Colored Golden Body Third Forging indeed had the confidence to not fear Zhong Zhenyu.

Others might not know, but he knew that Wei Fan also had a top-level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier.

The three of them soared into the sky to get closer and watch the battle between Wei Fan and Zhong Zhenyu.

Neither of them used any Martial Techniques, engaging in simple, straightforward, and brutal body combat, with every move being hard against hard.

Wei Fan’s Seven-Colored Golden Body Third Forging against Zhong Zhenyu’s Four-Colored Golden Body Eighth Forging; for a moment, none of the three could tell who was stronger or weaker.

Clang clang clang...

The two exchanged blows rapidly, the collision sounds deafening like iron being struck, and massive sparks fell from the sky, instantly burning a large pit on the ground.

"Your Golden Body is quite good!"

Wei Fan’s battle fervor surged; he had never encountered such an evenly matched opponent, allowing him to unleash his full potential in combat.

In the past, he either crushed his enemies or was overwhelmed and had to use his trump cards to kill them; he had not experienced many evenly matched battles like this.

The two had already exchanged hundreds of moves, and Zhong Zhenyu’s Golden Body remained intact, indeed quite impressive.

"Arrogance!"

But to Zhong Zhenyu, this was simply humiliating; with the Golden Body Eighth Forging, he couldn’t suppress a mere Golden Body Third Forging Martial Venerable.

Moreover, he was gradually feeling overwhelmed.

Their strength and physical endurance seemed similar, but after prolonged combat, differences began to show; his explosive power and endurance were inferior to Wei Fan’s.

His power began to wane, unable to sustain peak bursts consistently.

The disadvantage in recovery became apparent after prolonged combat; his Golden Body developed fine cracks. Though small, if this continued, they would become increasingly evident.

In contrast, Wei Fan fought more and more fiercely, his energy, vital energy, and blood vigorous like a dragon, as if the collisions of hundreds of moves had taken no toll on him at all.

"The Seven-Colored Golden Body is indeed astonishing in this world, but cultivating too quickly isn’t necessarily a good thing!"

Zhong Zhenyu knew that with his current means, not only could he take down Wei Fan, he was lucky if Wei Fan didn’t kill him.

The next moment, ripples appeared between his eyebrows, and a Great Halberd emerged, held in his hand.

In an instant, the aura of a Middle-Level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier swept through the void, distorting the golden light around both of them.

"You are indeed frighteningly monstrous, but refining a Divine Soldier requires time to temper; how do you plan to fight me?"

With a Middle-Level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier in hand, Zhong Zhenyu’s aura nearly doubled, its vast presence surging like an ocean across the sky.

This Great Halberd was not an ordinary Middle-Level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier; it was on the brink of being refined into a High-Level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier.

With a tremor of the Great Halberd, boundless Essence Qi surged towards them, the mountains quivering as if ready to soar into the sky, and Ji Qingyue and the others hurriedly acted to stabilize the surrounding ground of Qingshui City.

"A dead demon is no longer a demon; making a move against a General is something even the Demon Hunter Organization cannot criticize!"

As long as he didn’t admit to colluding with Demon Fiends, killing Wei Fan was fine, and he could simultaneously acquire the Celestial Roc Body Cleansing Skill.

Of course, all these conditions depended on him being able to kill Wei Fan. If he couldn’t, given Wei Fan’s notorious brutality, he probably wouldn’t care about his identity as a General of One Province and would not hesitate to strike ruthlessly.

After all, this was a man daring enough to confront the Imperial Family of the Great Victory Dynasty. He never believed Wei Fan would be deterred by his status as a General of One Province.

In the end, it all came down to who had the bigger fist.

If Wei Fan had the upper hand and killed him, then Wei Fan’s claim that he colluded with Demon Fiends would become the truth; the Daqian Kingdom wouldn’t risk conflict with the Demon Hunter Organization over a dead General.

If he killed Wei Fan, similarly, without evidence, the Demon Hunter Organization could do nothing against him.

Boom!

Holding high the Middle-Level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier, Zhong Zhenyu swung his Great Halberd in a world-splitting strike against Wei Fan.

Triumph gleamed in his eyes; as long as Wei Fan didn’t have a Divine Soldier of matching level, Wei Fan was almost certainly doomed.

Even the distant Ji Qingyue, Kuang Shaohua, and the others, he completely disregarded.

"Using Martial Venerate Divine Soldiers against me?"

Wei Fan raised his eyebrows: "I didn’t use external tricks to crush you, yet you started playing first. Originally, I wanted a thoroughly enjoyable battle, but it seems impossible.

Since that’s the case, I’ll send you to your death!"

The Great Halberd slashed out a crescent of golden light, its terrifying waves distorting the golden light around Wei Fan’s body. Under the boundless sharpness, let alone mere flesh and blood, even a mountain range would be cleaved by such a fearsome Divine Soldier.

Zhong Zhenyu’s pupils suddenly contracted sharply: "He’s vanished!"

It’s not that his speed was so fast as to be unseen, but that he truly disappeared from sight, like he evaporated. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

If Wei Fan’s speed was fast enough to be invisible, they wouldn’t have exchanged hundreds of moves without defeat before.

He genuinely disappeared, as if his entire being turned into air, not existing at all.

Rumble...

The Great Halberd struck nothing, cleaving a mountain in front from the middle, tearing a massive fissure into the ground, causing the earth to quake and rocks to scatter.

But Zhong Zhenyu was filled with an icy dread; the Great Halberd, on the verge of becoming a High-Level Martial Venerate Divine Soldier, offered no sense of security.

A wave of motion came from behind; without thinking, he turned around, swinging the halberd to slash out.

But before he could complete the turn, his back felt like it had been struck by a mountain, his body involuntarily shooting forward in the void.

Ji Qingyue’s beautiful eyes glimmered repeatedly: "It’s that terrifying technique—Form Follows Heart!"

Even after witnessing Wei Fan use this nearly divine ability technique numerous times, she couldn’t help but be awed.

Such a technique could be said to be impossible to guard against.

The only way to defend against it was for the defense to be so terrifying that Wei Fan couldn’t harm it; otherwise, no matter how fast your reaction, before such a technique, you could only take the hit.

Back then, Wei Fan used this technique to force the White Mountain Elephant Venerable to flee in defeat even as a Divine Realm Martial Sect.

"What kind of Martial Arts is this?"

Seeing this technique for the first time, Li Yunfei and Kuang Shaohua were taken aback, their faces full of shock.

As spectators, they had a clearer view; Wei Fan just vanished from the original spot and suddenly appeared behind Zhong Zhenyu.

"With such ghostly body technique, he doesn’t even need to use that top Divine Soldier to slay Zhong Zhenyu."

Li Yunfei knew Zhong Zhenyu was doomed; using a Divine Soldier to suppress Wei Fan, unbeknownst that Wei Fan didn’t even bother to utilize a Divine Soldier, was also unafraid of Zhong Zhenyu’s Divine Soldier.

"His Golden Body is cracking!"

Zhong Zhenyu’s body streaked through the void, True Essence swiftly healing the wounds on his back: "Disappeared again?"

His gaze turned back to the previous spot, but there was nothing, not even a trace of Wei Fan.