Immortal and Martial Supreme Master

Chapter 64 1 slap

Chapter 64 1 slap

"Zhao Yuan, you have humiliated me for four years. During these four years, you either punched and kicked me or insulted me. But today, I will let you return everything to me." Zhao Yu looked at Zhao Yuan and said coldly. The anger that had been suppressed in his heart for four years finally erupted at this moment.

"Return it? Do you think that you are my opponent after recovering your cultivation? Don't forget that I am a sixth level Heavenly Martial Cultivator now." Zhao Yuan sneered.

"Isn't it enough to know just by giving it a try?" The corner of Zhao Yu's mouth curved into a confident arc.

During this period of time, he had joined Qin Yun's sect. Qin Yun had not only taught him the profound martial skills of Body Refining Technique and Heaven Shaking Technique, he had also told him some of his cultivation experiences and insights. Among them, Zhao Yu remembered the most firmly that cultivation was heaven defying. Only with a fearless spirit would he be able to go further.

Therefore, Zhao Yu did not have the slightest bit of fear at this moment. On the contrary, he felt that Zhao Yuan was only his first stepping stone. In the future, he would follow his master and fight in all directions.

Zhao Yuan's eyes instantly narrowed. What he hated the most was Zhao Yu's expression, which made him feel an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"Since you don't know whether to die or not, then I'll send you to see the King of Hell!" Zhao Yuan snorted coldly. The spiritual energy on his body began to surge, and the cultivation of the Sixth Heaven unreservedly displayed.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yuan exerted his strength and shot out.

Zhao Yu remained motionless like a mountain and seemed to turn a blind eye to the ferocious Zhao Yuan.

"You're courting death!" Zhao Yuan was furious and used all of his strength to punch Zhao Yu's chest.

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "You're too slow!"

Following that, everyone saw Zhao Yu attack like lightning, taking the lead and smashing his fist into Zhao Yuan's abdomen, causing him to immediately bow down like a prawn.

But it's not over yet.

Zhao Yu's entire body was like a profound bow, and his waist instantly exerted strength. He directly smashed his knee into Zhao Yuan's chin.

Zhao Yuan felt as if his chin had been struck by a huge force, and all the teeth in his mouth had fallen off. His entire head was stunned, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

"How is this possible?" The surrounding people cried out in alarm.

How could Zhao Yuan of the Sixth Heaven be so weak in front of Zhao Yu of the Peak of the Fifth Heaven?

Beside him, Chen Dapang was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect Zhao Yu to be so ferocious the moment he recovered his strength. He actually challenged him to a higher level, and he even succeeded.

Could it be that he had eaten some miraculous pill?

Only Qin Yun, who was standing at the side, knew that all of this was due to the great pain that Zhao Yu had experienced.

Originally, Zhao Yu was only at the peak of the Fifth Heaven Realm, but last night, Zhao Yu actually came to find Qin Yun and made a request, which was to fight against Qin Yun.

The result was self-evident. Zhao Yu was tortured to the point of being completely tortured.

However, in this way, Zhao Yu's body refining cultivation had actually risen to a whole new level. After completing half of the Tendon Transformation, he suddenly possessed the strength of a peak Sixth Heaven stage. That was why Zhao Yu was able to fight Zhao Yuan so easily at this moment.

Zhao Yuan was knocked back and fell over ten meters away before stopping. All his teeth fell to the ground, which made him thoroughly angry and embarrassed.

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Yuan roared as he charged at Zhao Yu like a mad dog.

"Die, Tiger Roar Fist!" Zhao Yuan let out a loud roar, and his body erupted with a roar like that of a fierce tiger. His powerful fist brought out an unstoppable fist wind.

The surrounding people were immediately shocked. This was definitely an intermediate and low-grade martial skill. This Zhao Yuan had actually mastered an intermediate-grade martial skill.

Zhao Yu coldly watched this scene. His eyes did not waver in the slightest. Perhaps, before he met Qin Yun, he would be as surprised as the people around him about low-grade intermediate-grade martial skills. But now, mid-grade martial skills were nothing in his eyes.

"Since you want to fight for martial skills, I'll let you experience my Heaven Shaking Fist, which I just mastered a little." Zhao Yu sneered.

After saying that, he turned his palm into a fist. His aura was like the buzzing of the earth, and his aura was like mountains and seas, causing the surrounding people to be unable to breathe.

"What kind of martial skill is this? Why is it so powerful? Just the aura alone is so imposing?" The surrounding people cried out in alarm.

However, what shocked them even more was that Zhao Yu punched out and collided with Zhao Yuan's fist.

Zhao Yu was as steady as Mount Tai, but Zhao Yuan flew backwards like a sandbag, directly smashing into the wall behind him, shattering the entire wall and spitting out blood.

Zhao Yuan collapsed to the ground and let out a miserable scream. His entire arm had already changed shape, and the bones on his arm had been shattered. He hung on his shoulder, looking extremely painful.

"Now you know that it hurts. Every time you hit me in the past four years, you beat me to death. Don't you feel very happy?"

Zhao Yu walked towards Zhao Yuan step by step, his voice incomparably cold.

"Don't … don't come over …" Zhao Yuan was so scared that he kept moving backwards. His eyes were filled with fear as he stuck to the wall behind him. Even now, he probably couldn't understand why Zhao Yu had suddenly become so powerful.

"Are you afraid too?" Zhao Yu sneered and walked in front of Zhao Yuan. Looking at his ashen face, a disdainful smile appeared on his face. "Don't worry, I won't torture you. I will let you die a happy death."

Zhao Yuan pleaded bitterly, "No … no, please spare me. I can't be considered your brother. You can't kill me …"

Zhao Yu smiled miserably and shouted crazily, "Big brother? Will big brother always bully little brother? Will big brother use a sinister pulse locking technique on little brother because of jealousy? Will big brother humiliate little brother every once in a while?"

"Zhao Yu … it's all my … my fault, please let me off this time!" Zhao Yuan continued to plead.

Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "This time, I won't forgive you again."

With that, Zhao Yu threw a punch at Zhao Yuan's temple.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a furious roar came from outside the courtyard.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Yu threw a punch down.

"No" Zhao Yuan shouted, and then all the veins on his face burst out and he died.

The person who had shouted for him to stop also entered the courtyard at this moment. When he saw this scene, he was instantly enraged.

When Qin Yun saw this person, he immediately recognized that this person was the steward disciple who deliberately made things difficult for him in the Labor Hall. This person was a rank eight Heavenly Martial Cultivator.

"I told you to stop, why didn't you stop?" The steward disciple walked towards Zhao Yu and questioned him.

But before Zhao Yu could explain, he kicked Zhao Yu in the chest and sent him flying.

However, the steward disciple hadn't stopped yet. He actually followed Zhao Yu at a fast pace and stretched out his fist to smash towards Zhao Yu's chest.

"Enough!"

A furious roar suddenly exploded like thunder.

Then, everyone saw a figure flash by and directly appear between Zhao Yu and the steward disciple. Then, they mercilessly slapped the steward disciple's face and sent him flying.

At this moment, everyone finally saw that person's face clearly, but they discovered that it was Lin Yun who had just arrived.