Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 165: Breaking Two Heavens with Bare Hands—No More Pretending, I’m Just This Awesome
At this moment, the president saw this scene and his eyeballs were about to pop out in horror, his mouth twitching continuously, his brain was a complete blank.
What was going on?
He... what did he just see?
Lin Ping’an... Lin Ping’an... the new generation prodigy of Great Xia, Lin Ping’an, with only Fourth Grade cultivation, actually single-handedly choked the neck of an Eighth Grade Grandmaster?
Damn it!
What kind of illusion is this?
Or rather, what kind of absurd development is this?
This is no longer about playing by the rules, but about an absurdly bizarre development.
Originally planning a big chess game, but didn’t expect that just putting down a piece would have the entire board flipped.
What the heck!
Not far away, the higher-ups of the Martial Arts Association all had a look of pure stupidity in their eyes.
A sudden look, with a touch of humor.
On the other side, over a hundred Grandmaster Alchemists also showed identical expressions.
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The artistic style unexpectedly harmonious.
In fact, these grandmasters strongly suspected that this situation might be a play on them.
Unfortunately, there was no evidence.
At the same time, the Eighth Grade Grandmaster Alchemist being choked felt first extreme anger, followed by deep fear.
He never expected, thinking he was going to crush a little ant, that he would end up being single-handedly captured instead.
And moreover, without the strength to resist; even struggling slightly was a luxury, such a huge disparity.
He couldn’t even see how and when the opponent struck.
He was supposed to be an Eighth Grade Golden Body Grandmaster.
Normally considered invincible in the human realm except against Ninth Grade martial arts powerhouses.
But now, being treated as a chick, captured in someone’s palm, anytime his life might be taken like an ant’s.
At this moment, he even wanted to die.
After three breaths, after he finished saying those words, Lin Ping’an threw the Eighth Grade Grandmaster away casually.
In a flash, the sound of an explosion echoed, a huge crater appeared on the ground.
With a loud bang, that Grandmaster Alchemist was already gone, everyone could perceive the weakening of his life force, but thankfully, he wasn’t in mortal danger.
Upon realizing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as no one got killed, everything was a good beginning.
In their view, regardless of the reason Lin Ping’an suddenly became someone who effortlessly suppressed an Eighth Grade Grandmaster, it didn’t matter.
What mattered was that Great Xia revered the strong; the opponent was stronger and did not show clear malice toward the human race, then submission and respect were inevitable.
After striking titanium alloy steel plate, just surrender and be soft willingly, thinking too much is pointless.
The next instant, Lin Ping’an scanned the crowd, calmly and indifferently spoke.
"Today’s matter, forbidden to spread, and do not disturb again in the future."
"Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
After speaking, he casually punched, tearing through Two Heavens, and his whole person vanished without a trace.
Seeing this scene, the president’s eyes narrowed, filled with apprehension.
Strong!
Really strong!
Breaking through Two Heavens effortlessly!
Far exceeding Ninth Grade realm, even far beyond ordinary peak martial artists.
Super spec, definitely a super powerful existence.
If the president were familiar with live broadcasts, he might have said on the spot.
Family, who understands! Trying to find a little catfish to stir the waves, who knew it would catch out a ferocious dragon.
Absurd!
Really absurd!
Moments later, within the crater on the ground, the heavily injured Eighth Grade Grandmaster crawled up.
Blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, wounds on his body looking exceedingly severe; if not for long healing treatment, there was no way to fully recover.
His face was pale, eyes dim.
Who could imagine that looking for a soft target, the opponent would turn into an old monster capable of thrashing Eighth Grade.
Reality absurdly unreasonable, nowhere to argue about.
Playing dumb tricking fierce plots, such an old worn-out scenario, they actually encountered it.
Seeing this, the president’s cheek twitched, deliberated half the day, but still found no words to comfort.
Finally, sighed.
"Uh... Accident... all accidents..."
"Seems best not to ban the Blood Coagulation Technique, otherwise, that person might go all out!"
"Grandmaster Chen, go back and purchase an Earth Level Technique Immortal Evil Demon Body! That cultivation technique is helpful for recovering injuries!"
Upon hearing this, the Eighth Grade Grandmaster Alchemist nodded, then cupped his hands in salute and left.
What more could be said, what dare be said?
This time taking initiative, not having been killed on the spot, was already heaven’s blessing.
Meanwhile.
Other Grandmaster Alchemists exchanged glances, also cupped hands in salute and departed.
Throughout this, no words were spoken, but their attitude was clear.
As for the so-called banning of Blood Coagulation Technique, not a word was mentioned.
Publishing cultivation technique impacts varied due to the creator’s strength.
If facing Great Xia’s top prodigy, newly advanced Fourth Grade Lin Ping’an, they’d naturally rely on old age and swagger aggressively.
But if the opponent were a mysterious and inscrutable human race elite, doing single-handedly suppressing Eighth Grade, deep strength unfathomable, liking to play dumb tricking fierce plots Lin Ping’an.
The result naturally would be to act meekly, the opponent does what they will.
Even if cutting off revenue, so what? Sending life again, going forward?
Kidding, right?
They only were somewhat greedy, not fools, and hadn’t lived enough yet.
At the same time.
The many high officials remaining, exchanged glances, preparing to leave as well.
Today’s revelations too sudden, needing careful digestion.
Just then, the president gently coughed, transmitted sound using spiritual power to everyone.
"Don’t spread today’s matter, and don’t disturb that predecessor’s elegance!"
"I’ll handle the subsequent issues."
Minutes later.
All other grandmasters left, the president glanced at the deep pit on the ground, waved, leveling it and erasing battle traces.
Then, pondered Lin Ping’an’s earliest counterattack, feeling as if he vaguely grasped some insight.
"Abi Dao Three Blades? Evil Cult high officials fell while also having this technique’s aura left, could it be his doing?"
"Hiss... terrifying... truly terrifying..." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
"Thought new generation prodigy, but actually emerged not knowing what age’s old monster, hey, what is this!"
"Investigate, go back and investigate well... see what background really is!
Murmuring, in a flash, he too disappeared.
...
On the other side, returning again to the Great Xia Academy, Lin Ping’an recalled the sudden outburst inside earlier, slightly furrowing his eyebrow.
"Today was a bit impulsive! Recently, strength growing too fast, mental state seems somewhat unable to keep up."
"Though the soul at depth being guarded, some temperament things still need self-control."
"Only one White Bone Demon God Visualization Method, seems insufficient."
"Time to create new cultivation techniques related to heart and spiritual power."
"Forget it, mistake or not, since some strength already exposed, might as well loosen and accelerate onward"
"As long as strength advances fast enough, then forever fear nothing."
Murmuring softly, Lin Ping’an seemed to wash away the lead and his heart reached another level.
