Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques-Chapter 206 - 199: Crushing

"Arrogant? Perhaps that's only because you can't truly comprehend the profound mysteries of Saint Awakening. Enough talk. Does the Northern Martial Alliance accept, or not?"

Zhou Yuanjue's expression remained unchanged, perfectly calm, as if he were simply stating a fact.

His voice was level, but it resonated through the air, amplified by the vibration of his magnetic field, ensuring everyone in the arena could hear him with perfect clarity.

One move?

It wasn't just Zhong Wu Heng; even the attendees in the audience felt his words were a bit arrogant.

Martial Artists compete with their fists and feet. And while a duel between experts can be decided in an instant, there were seven people on the stage. Moreover, Zhong Wu Heng was using a secret technique and perhaps now possessed a power on par with the Saint Awakening Level.

Still, for someone so young to have achieved so much, this kind of behavior was understandable.

"Very well. Since you insist, it would be rude for the Northern Martial Alliance to refuse. Please, make your move."

Zhong Wu Heng said, his voice grave.

HUMMM!

Behind him, the other six unleashed the full Power of Heart and Will, lending Zhong Wu Heng their complete support.

Zhong Wu Heng lowered his stance slightly and raised his arms. On the surface, they moved with a boneless flexibility, yet they seemed to contain the hardness of diamond within.

As he moved, the seven wheels of light around him flew out, arranging themselves in a specific formation and rotating within a radius of more than ten meters.

The Void Palm was a Fist Technique known for its soft, yielding nature. Its Power was like a needle hidden in cotton, exceptionally skilled at borrowing and neutralizing force. The Seven Profound Void Palm was no different. Trained to the highest realm, one could rotate their own Seven Treasures Wheel, deflecting an incoming magnetic field and rendering its Attack Power null and void.

Since Zhou Yuanjue was being so arrogant, Zhong Wu Heng didn't mind seizing this chance. He would use the defensive posture of the Seven Profound Void Palm to withstand a blow from a Saint Awakening master, win this friendly match, and make the Northern Martial Alliance's name known throughout the world.

'You're too arrogant. This state of mine can't be maintained for long. You had no need to face me head-on, and you even agreed to a one-move bout. Perhaps your journey has been too smooth, and you've forgotten the taste of failure!' 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Zhong Wu Heng took a deep breath, his gaze as sharp as a torch. He gestured lightly at Zhou Yuanjue, crooking his finger.

It was part invitation, part provocation.

BOOM!!

The instant he completed the gesture, he saw the aura of the young man before him transform. His eyes snapped open, becoming preternaturally bright.

A majestic, oppressive pressure erupted from that finite mortal shell, as if a slumbering behemoth had awakened before him and opened its eyes.

An unconscious sense of crisis and fear gripped his entire body, the way prey feels when it sees its natural predator. This was a suppression that stemmed from a higher level of life itself.

Yang Fire: Burning Lamp!

A fiery, crimson light ignited around Zhou Yuanjue, a radiance that began to expand relentlessly!

Five meters.

Ten meters.

Fifteen meters.

...

Thirty-five meters!

In the end, the crimson light enveloped more than half the Martial Arts Arena. The surrounding temperature skyrocketed, and the superheated air expanded, creating a shockwave of airflow that spread outward. A scorching wind washed over the face of every attendee.

This wasn't a psychic illusion; it was a real, tangible effect on the physical world!

It was beyond imagination!

But what came next was even more stunning.

The crimson light grew increasingly intense, gradually taking shape until it formed the image of a massive bird.

It was over twenty meters long with a wingspan of more than thirty meters. Its entire body seemed to burn with flames. Its talons and long beak were razor-sharp, and its pair of golden, glowing eyes radiated an immense, oppressive pressure.

Zhou Yuanjue lowered his stance slightly, spreading his arms as if soaring through the heavens, and settled into the stance of the Red Falcon Fist.

SKREEE!!

At the same moment, the giant bird flapped its wings, raised its slender neck, and let out a piercing cry that echoed through the entire venue.

For the first time, a colossal power that shattered the limits of humanity had appeared so clearly, so brazenly, before the eyes of ordinary people.

On the Martial Arts Arena, the magnetic field trembled violently. The Seven Treasures Wheel Zhong Wu Heng had gathered around himself spun ceaselessly, attempting to shed this ferocious power. But he failed. Instead, his own magnetic field suffered intense interference, and even the light of the seven wheels began to flicker erratically.

'To think... to think...'

Staring at the Flaming Giant Bird that hovered in the air before them, crying out to the heavens, and then glancing at their own Seven Treasures Wheel, which could barely cover a radius of a dozen meters, Zhong Wu Heng and his men trembled, feeling an immense pressure.

'Wasn't he supposed to be a newly ascended Saint Awakening?! He only advanced two months ago! With this level of power, he'd be more than qualified to serve as a regional Guardian, wouldn't he?!'

However, Zhong Wu Heng and his men had little time to remain in shock, because Zhou Yuanjue, having completed his Mind Dharma Form, began to move.

His feet tapped lightly on the ground as his figure shot forward like a phantom. With his arms slightly spread, he cut through the air like a bird soaring through the highest heavens.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yuanjue was before Zhong Wu Heng, pushing out a single, soft-looking palm strike.

WHOOSH!!

The massive Firebird in the sky dove down in tandem with Zhou Yuanjue's movement.

BOOM!!

Their Magnetic Field Powers collided. The Seven Treasures Wheel, formed from the combined strength of the Northern Martial Alliance's seven top experts, didn't even last half a second before it was utterly dispersed by the vast magnetic field of the Flaming Giant Bird.

The giant bird swooped down. The intense heat roiled the air, causing an explosion on the Martial Arts Arena. Water vapor instantly evaporated, turning into a thick fog that spread out and obscured everyone's vision.

Three seconds later, the fog dissipated, and the scene on the Martial Arts Arena became clear once more.

On the Martial Arts Arena, only Zhou Yuanjue remained standing. The crimson light had receded, and his clothes were as pristine as before.

On the other side, all seven members of the Northern Martial Alliance were down on the ground.

They were a miserable and wretched sight. Their clothes, damaged by the intense heat and explosion, were nothing but tattered rags.

Their bodies were covered in extensive burns, but these were merely superficial. Because the Seven Profound Jade had linked their seven Life Magnetic Fields, their fields had become one at that moment. All of them had borne the brunt of the impact from Zhou Yuanjue's True Nature of the Mind, and everyone was affected by that immense magnetic field.

Their internal organs had suffered considerable damage; it would likely take a month or two of recovery before they were healed. And this was only because Zhou Yuanjue had held back. If he had used his full strength, their Life Magnetic Fields would have been thrown into complete disarray. Even if they hadn't died instantly, they would have been left with irreparable injuries.

Without relying on external equipment or technology, someone at the Saint Awakening Level is hardly a match for a true Saint Awakening. Moreover, Zhong Wu Heng and his men had obtained this power through a shortcut; they themselves were still fundamentally mortal.

The other six had already fallen unconscious from their grievous wounds. Zhong Wu Heng, however, being the focal point where all their magnetic fields converged, remained conscious. But he was too severely injured to move. He could only lie on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes locked on Zhou Yuanjue.

He had never expected his opponent to be so powerful. Under that attack, their defenses were crushed as easily as rotten wood, unable to withstand even a single blow.

'He had arranged this public gathering precisely to prevent Zhou Yuanjue from being too ruthless. Even if they lost, his opponent couldn't resort to any underhanded tactics. To do so in front of so many witnesses would open him up to public criticism and damage his reputation.'

'They wouldn't be seriously injured and could preserve their strength. It was meant to put them in an unbeatable position from the very start.'

'But he had never imagined that his opponent wouldn't need any covert tactics at all. He could just crush them openly and honorably with sheer, overwhelming force.'

One move.

'Even with all of them grievously injured, no one in the outside world could possibly criticize Zhou Yuanjue.'

'You couldn't even take a single one of his moves, and you're going to complain he was too harsh?'

'All of their schemes had been smashed to pieces by this colossal, magnificent power.'

So that's why Zhou Yuanjue had said it: they weren't at the level of Saint Awakening, and they didn't understand it at all.

"Even if your ancestor were resurrected, he and I would be evenly matched at best. Did you really think you could contend with me by relying on a single Dharma Artifact he left behind?"

Zhou Yuanjue said calmly, looking down at Zhong Wu Heng on the ground.

Hearing this, Zhong Wu Heng felt the blood and energy roil in his chest. Unable to bear it any longer, his eyes rolled back into his head, and he passed out.