Pill God Returns

"Kid, go to hell."

Lu Jing punched out with his fist. A strong power surged out like a volcanic eruption, and swept down in an instant. It sealed off the space around Wu Chen, not giving him the slightest chance to dodge.

"This is an extremely powerful Eight Level Fist. Attack with it and destroy everything."

"I never thought that Lu Jing would use the Eight Extreme Fist the moment he attacked. From the looks of it, he is very angry."

"To be called trash, no matter who it is, no one can endure such humiliation, let alone Lu Jing."

"Yeah, if it was me, I wouldn't be able to take it either."

Wu Chen glanced at Lu Jing indifferently, but Wu Chen ignored him. Clenching his fist, he punched out fiercely, and the powerful Fist Force exploded out like lightning, striking Lu Jing's Eight Extreme Fist. Boom!

Boom!

The two Fist Force collided in the middle, and a shocking explosion occurred. The powerful explosion caused the entire pavilion to shake violently, and all the tables and chairs instantly turned to dust.

"Fifth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage."

Lu Jing's expression changed greatly. He still remembered that the first time he saw Wu Chen, her cultivation was only at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Stage. It had only been a short while, and his Fifth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage had already broken through.

When they first met Wu Chen, Wu Chen's cultivation was only at the Second Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage, but now, he had already broken through the Fifth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage. In less than half a month, he had consecutively broken through three levels.

"Eight Extreme Fist."

Lu Jing let out a furious roar as an extremely strong energy suddenly exploded out from his body. He then clenched both of his fists, and ruthlessly punched out.

Fist techniques were the most common skill among cultivators. Almost everyone was cultivating and using it. However, it was not an easy thing to use fist techniques well.

This punch of Lu Jing's was even more powerful than the previous one, and almost used a hundred percent of his strength. The powerful Fist Force, like a flood, fiercely attacked Wu Chen.

Facing Lu Jing's Fist Force, Wu Chen did not dare to be careless, and he raised his palm to strike.

Hexagonal Palm!

The moment the Hexagonal Palm was released, a strong burst of power erupted out in that moment, the powerful aura soared to the sky, and fiercely rushed out.

Bang!

The two powerful attacks collided in midair, and an earth-shattering explosion immediately occurred. A terrifying energy immediately tore the two attacks to shreds, turning them into a rain of light that fell down from the sky.

After shattering Lu Jing's Fist Force with a single palm strike, Wu Chen clenched his fist and directly charged forward. The powerful Fist Force, like an explosion of thunder, ruthlessly rushed at him.

"Not good."

Lu Jing's expression changed greatly. He did not expect that Wu Chen's attack speed would be so fast, and before he could even react, it had already attacked.

"Eight Extreme Slash."

However, Lu Jing was not someone who lived up to his name. He shouted loudly, his fists shook fiercely, and the ferocious Fist Force, suddenly erupted, forming two streaks of light that intersected and slashed towards Wu Chen.

"Not good."

Seeing this, many people turned pale with fright. This Eight Extreme Slash was Lu Jing's ultimate killing technique, its might was extremely tyrannical, capable of killing through all means. It was extremely terrifying.

From these two flashes, he could smell a terrifying power of death. It could be seen that Lu Jing's attack this time, was also very powerful.

"Heaven Slaughtering Style."

Wu Chen made a hand sign with his right hand, and powerful energy shot up into the sky. In an instant, it turned into a powerful attack, mixed with resplendent light, it was extremely dazzling.

"Suppress him!"

Using the Heaven Slaughtering Style, Wu Chen smashed down violently. The powerful ultimate skill carried an unstoppable force as it ruthlessly rushed down.

Bang!

The two powerful attacks collided fiercely, and a terrifying storm swept out from the center, shattering everything in its path.

"Lose."

At this time, Wu Chen threw out another punch, and the powerful Fist Force fiercely exploded out. Lu Jing was unable to dodge in time, and was struck by the fist, screaming miserably as he was directly sent flying, falling onto the ground. His entire person's aura had become sluggish in the blink of an eye.

"Oh my god, lost! His Lu Family was defeated in such a short amount of time!"

"It's only been a few moves, and Lu Jing has already been completely defeated. He is simply not a match for them."

"Scary, too scary. Is he even human?"

Everyone was shocked. Their eyes were wide open and their mouths were wide open. They did not dare to believe what they were seeing.

"How strong is this person?"

On the second floor, Cui Hao looked at the battered Lu Jing, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He did not expect that Lu Jing would actually lose to Wu Chen, and in such a miserable manner, lose all face.

"How is this possible? How can I be defeated?"

Lu Jing collapsed to the ground, his face decadent. He couldn't understand, he had just broken through the Eighth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage and became the number one person in the Qingyang City young generation, but before he even had the chance to enjoy this kind of honor, he was already defeated by Wu Chen. He instantly fell from the clouds into hell.

At this time, the gazes of the others no longer held the same fanaticism as when he first arrived. How could a loser be worthy of their respect?

"What, you're not convinced? If you're not convinced, then come again and fight. Even Yuan Xiaotian was killed by me, am I still afraid that you're just a little brat that's still wet behind the ears?"

What?

When these words came out, everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at Wu Chen in disbelief.

Five days ago, Yuan Xiaotian's death was discovered within the Qingyang Mountain, the cause of death was unknown, and the culprit was even more so unknown. All of them were guessing, who exactly killed Yuan Xiaotian, however, no matter how hard they thought they wracked their brains, they would never imagine that Yuan Xiaotian actually died in Wu Chen's hands.

"Heavens, Yuan Xiaotian actually died in his hands, is he even human?"

"Terrifying, too terrifying."

Yuan Xiaotian, was not some person who belonged to Yuan Hongying or Lu Jing. He was one of the four hegemons of Qingyang City, a genuine expert at Spirit Sea Stage, and within this Qingyang City, no one could kill him yet. Therefore, when they heard the news of Yuan Xiaotian's death, their first reaction was one of disbelief.

"This child is inhuman."

Everyone inhaled a breath of cold air. With the cultivation level of their Spiritual Rotation Stage, killing expert at Spirit Sea Stage in such a strong manner, forget about their Qingyang City, even in the entirety of their Great Qi Kingdom, they had never heard of such a thing before.

This youth was simply too terrifying and unimaginable.