Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1536 - 1371: Surprise

Liu Qing gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to erupt with flames, staring intensely at Zhou Bing.

Zhou Bing was the top genius of the Zhou Family on Qionglong Star, with a very unusual status at the Dayan Dynasty Academy. In terms of strength and position, he was far above Liu Qing, while Young Master Rong was the legitimate son of the Demon Star Prince’s House and had a very close relationship with him.

This time the Dayan Dynasty sent geniuses to the Great Ruins to train, as long as there was no intra-sect killing, regarding fights and treasure snatching, the academy probably turned a blind eye.

"Zhou Bing, don’t push us too far. You want to rob us with just the three of you?" Zhang Yi spat coldly, stepping forward, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring coldly at the latter.

"You three don’t know what’s good for you. It’s your luck that Young Master Zhou has taken a liking to your things, don’t be ungrateful." A young man standing on Zhou Bing’s left took a step forward, a playful smile hanging on his face.

Zhou Bing looked at Liu Qing and laughed, "Liu Qing, I’ll give you one more chance, give me the stuff and I’ll let you go, otherwise... I won’t kill you, but making you suffer some fleshly pain and be bedridden for half a year is something achievable."

"Zhou Bing, if you want my things, if you want to knock me down, don’t just talk big here."

Liu Qing shouted loudly, the True Yuan surged fiercely within him, his figure shot out like a Light Sword, his right fist clenched tightly, an exceedingly solid True Yuan enveloped his fist, like a giant hammer, smashing through the air with a booming sound, aimed at Zhou Bing’s face.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Zhou Bing carried the posture with one hand behind his back, his eyes slightly narrowed showing a hint of contempt, slowly extended his right palm, gathering True Yuan in it, and, against Liu Qing’s mighty punch, he surprisingly reached out to grab Liu Qing’s fist without dodging or avoiding.

Simultaneously, Liu Qing’s expression changed faintly, sensing a strong attraction force from the opponent’s palm, astonishingly absorbing a lot of his fierce True Yuan, and then the palm and fist collided, an invisible wave of True Yuan spread out, destroying all nearby trees into dust, the ground rippling like water, stones turning into obliteration.

Faced with Liu Qing’s domineering punch, Zhou Bing easily caught it, a disdainful smile curling up his lips, "With just this level of strength, you’re nothing to me... trash!"

As the words fell, Liu Qing’s face twisted with anger, feeling a powerful impact emanating from the opponent’s palm, in an instant, his body shot out like a cannonball, knocking over several giant trees in succession, his face turning pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Liu Qing..." Luo Yun exclaimed, her beautiful eyes widening with anger, drawing out a sharp soft sword, her wrist trembling, countless Silver Snakes danced chaotically.

"Young Master Zhou, leave this little girl to me, she’s just my type with that pretty face and fiery temper."

Standing next to Zhou Bing, a young man with a sinister face let out an odd light in his eyes, licking his lips, waving his hands to shatter those wild-dancing ’Silver Snakes’, and lunged towards Luo Yun, "Little girl, such a fiery temper isn’t too attractive to men."

"Shameless!"

Hearing this, a faint blush appeared on Luo Yun’s cheeks, biting her small silver teeth hard.

"You all are going too far." Zhang Yi’s face twitched, a giant hammer appearing behind him, his hands sparking with light, instantly, a black giant hammer appeared in his grip.

The hammer was much taller than his own body, but in Zhang Yi’s hand, it seemed as light as paper, waving with powerful winds, where it passed, sonic booms exploded one after another.

"Heavenly Thunder Hammer!"

Zhang Yi’s eyes were like electricity, arcs of electricity leaping on the giant hammer in his hands, swung faster and faster, the power growing heavier, forcing another young man to retreat step by step, eventually breaking through the opponent’s True Essence Barrier with one hammer, sending the latter flying out.

"You’re no match for him, let me handle them."

A cool voice rang out, Zhou Bing stood with one hand behind his back, a cunning arc curling up his lips, looking at Zhang Yi, "Not bad kid, you managed to manifest Martial Arts Laws, but in my eyes, you’re still too weak."

"Too weak or not, you’ll know when you try..." Zhang Yi clenched his steel teeth, blood threads spreading in his eyes, the mighty True Yuan within him producing thunderous sounds, stamping the ground with his foot, a powerful force gushing into the ground, causing it to collapse, and he turned into Flowing Light, rushing towards Zhou Bing.

"Die, Zhou Bing!"

Zhang Yi leaped high like a great eagle, both hands gripping the hammer handle tightly, the giant hammer flashing thunder light, carrying an overwhelming suppression, seeming capable of shattering a small mountain.

"Mountain Shattering Withered Finger!"

Facing the aggressive Zhang Yi, Zhou Bing remained unhurried, extending a forefinger, True Yuan condensing on it, forcibly pointing it at the giant hammer, the True Yuan condensed at the fingertip spreading ripples, all at once, Zhang Yi’s face changed color, feeling his giant hammer sinking like into a swamp, producing a sticky sensation.

"Break!"

Zhou Bing parted his lips, softly speaking a word.

Instantly, a strong Brute Force erupted from his fingertip, penetrating the giant hammer directly hitting Zhang Yi’s body, the latter and the hammer were both knocked flying, both crashing to the ground simultaneously.

Zhang Yi coughed up blood, his True Yuan inside was extremely disordered, unable to muster even a trace of True Yuan.

Even though they were just one level apart, such a big level gap was like an insurmountable chasm, for ordinary cultivators to break this barrier was truly difficult to the extreme, aside from top geniuses like Lin Mo, Lord Tao, Duanmu Jinglin, ordinary geniuses would not be able to break through such Cultivation Level differences.

"Zhou Bing, I’ll fight you to the end!"

Suddenly, a whistling sound appeared beside Zhou Bing’s ear, a figure appeared rapidly beside him, it was Liu Qing.

Liu Qing grasped a Cold Blade in his hand, the fierce Sword Light slicing through the air, causing the surrounding air to ripple like water.

"How... impossible..."

But just as the fierce Sword Light slashed approaching, Liu Qing’s vision suddenly blurred, revealing a shocked expression, the space around Zhou Bing seemed to twist, his Sword Light grazing narrowly past Zhou Bing’s body like a hair’s breadth from a thousand miles, the violent fierce Sword Light tearing the land, leaving a knife scar hundreds of meters long.

"Liu Qing, you really are a stone from a latrine, both smelly and stubborn, ungrateful!" Zhou Bing’s eyes shot out a cold glare, his palm suddenly pressing on Liu Qing’s chest, a fierce True Yuan surging out, sending the latter flying once more.

"I want to see just how hard your bones really are!"

As Liu Qing was being flung back, Zhou Bing’s hand condensed a Punch Mark, launching a fierce and extreme Sword Light once again.

If Liu Qing were hit, even if he survived, he’d still be bedridden for half a year.

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Liu Qing, causing everyone to widen their eyes in surprise.