Chapter 46

An Zong did not stop there. After letting Feng Xiao down, he rushed towards Chen Zhou. "Heavenly Ascension Sect! I challenge you!"

At first, Chen Zhou was disappointed. He felt that his goal for the first stage was too low.

He thought that An Zhe would be very strong and would be qualified to be his opponent.

However, when Zhen Zhuangbi confirmed that there was no quality in the game, the feeling of loss in his heart reached its peak.

To humiliate such a weak opponent was far from what he had expected.

And the moment the struggle rushed at him, his excitement returned.

"Good timing!"

Chen Zhou shouted and rushed towards An Zhe.

An Zaiyue was unable to determine how powerful Chen Zhou was. Thus, he went all out as soon as he made his move, pushing his advantage in terms of speed to the limit.

He had been cultivating his body in the Heaven Defying Seal day and night in order to deal with the situation today.

He couldn't let Dean face danger. Although he was a bit thin but he didn't have actual combat experience. Moreover his talent and physique couldn't be considered outstanding. If the people of the Institute were to attack him ruthlessly then he wouldn't be able to deal with them. (NT: Darknorth = # 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000)

An He's fists were so fast that the surrounding commoners couldn't even see where his fists were.

Feng Xiao, who was at the peak of tier two, was defeated by An Zhe with only one move. This showed how fast An Zhe was fighting.

However, when An Zaihai's fist smashed towards Chen Zhou, Chen Zhou did not pay any attention to it at all.

"You said he was slow, but in my eyes, you were too slow."

Chen Zhou turned his head to the side and let An Zaihai's fist land on him. Then he disdainfully said, "I thought that you would be my opponent, but I never thought that you would actually be so weak."

So what if your body technique is successful?

I've left you behind. "

An Zaixin was shocked … how could Chen Zhou have improved so much?

Previously, when An Zhe had crippled Chen Zhou's arm, Chen Zhou's strength was far inferior to An Zhe's.

However, in Chen Zhou's eyes, the speed at which they were fighting was nothing at all.

It had only been a short period of time, so why did Chen Zhou's cultivation level rise so much?

An answer popped up in An Zhe's mind … a pill.

During this time, Chen Zhou must have consumed a lot of medicinal pills, causing his strength to continuously increase.

Chen Zhou had gained some of the hidden strength of the Chen Clan, so he had the ability to do so.

Not to mention that his aptitude was already pretty good. With the help of the pills, his cultivation level rose again and again.

"Are you ready to be humiliated by me?"

Chen Zhou looked at An Zui and grinned. "Just like the day you crippled my arm."

"I knew it was you."

Chen Zhou said, "So what if I know?"

The two of them maintained a very close distance. Chen Zhou's mouth was close to An Zaihai's ears as he softly said, "Right now, I have ten thousand ways to make you wish you were dead. It seems that there won't be any problems with you. Those people never imagined that your internal organs would be shattered by me."

When they leave, you will vomit blood and die.

"I will precisely control your strength so that you won't die that quickly."

An Zou retreated, then whipped his leg towards Chen Zhou's neck. "We'll talk about it after we've beaten him!"

Chen drew back again, his feet brushing past his neck.

In that split-second, Chen Zhou reached out and grabbed An Zeng's ankle. Then, he spun around and swung An Zeng out.

An Zhan forcefully twisted his body in mid-air. His hands and feet glided a few meters on the ground before finally coming to a stop.

"My God!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "This Chen Zhou is so powerful! His peaceful body techniques are almost at the pinnacle, and he doesn't have any advantage in speed at all!"

From what I see, this Chen Zhou's cultivation is at least that of a rank five Ascendant. "

"There's never been such a genius in the academy before. He's already at such a young age."

To be able to achieve the pinnacle of body technique, one must be able to fight against cultivators at the Ascending Realm. However, the prerequisite for this was that the opponent's body technique was inferior to his.

"Look, Chen Zhou's body technique doesn't seem to be any slower than An Zhe's technique, and it seems to be faster."

"That's right. This time, the Martial Arts Academy is done for. There's no way to fight them."

"Chen Zhou's strength is so great that even if he were to fight An Zaihai ten times with his fists, he would still be fine."

However, An Zhe only needed one punch from him to be done with it. A punch with the power of a rank 5 and above would be enough to shatter An Zhe's body. "* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Chen Zhou was very satisfied with the discussion of the people around him. At this moment, all the humiliation of having his arm crippled by An Zaiyue earlier was swept away.

He knew that he was about to take revenge, and that he was going to return the humiliation he had suffered back to his father a hundredfold.

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of onlookers, he was about to take revenge perfectly.

"It's no use even if you kneel down and beg for mercy."

Chen Zhou rushed forward, "You won't get my forgiveness."

An Zaixin turned his body to the side to avoid Chen Zhou's fist, then slashed his palm towards the back of Chen Zhou's neck.

Chen Zhou forcibly twisted his body, using one foot to support himself. He tilted his body 180 degrees to face An Zhe.

His fist smashed into An Zeng's armpit, and with a kacha sound, An Zhe's arm dislocated from the impact.

Chen Zhou wanted to humiliate An Zhe, so after this punch, he kicked on the back of An Zhe's knee, causing An Zhe to stagger and fall forward.

An Zhe dislocated his right arm. As he fell forward, his left hand pressed on the ground, then he flipped over and stood up.

However, Chen Zhou had already rushed over once again. His speed was so fast that the eyes of ordinary people simply couldn't keep up with him.

His foot stomped on the limestone floor, crushing it with a kacha sound. His body was like a cannonball as it rammed towards An Zeng.

In a daze, Chen Zhou's shoulder bumped into An Zeng's back.

An Zeng's body flew forward, bending backwards in an arc that made one's scalp tingle.

If this was an ordinary person, his lumbar spine would have been broken.

An Zeng forced himself to turn around while enduring the pain. He used his left hand to pull his right arm up and down, while his right arm returned to its original position.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the fighting spirit in his heart ignited like a flame.

At that moment, he remembered the last time he had started cultivating. He had competed and fought with all his might, which had led to his cultivation level of the Lesser Heaven stage.

Now that the blood was back, the fire burned in his eyes.

"Oh, she's not bad. She didn't break down at all."

Chen Zhou looked disdainfully at An Zhe. "Trash like you can't cultivate, so what if you rely on body transformation to reach the limit?"

In the end, you're just a piece of trash. If you just find a escort office or somewhere, you can earn money to support yourself as a guard.

You want to force your way into the world of cultivators, can you?

"This world is fair. Those who cannot cultivate will always remain the weak!"

He shook his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "You haven't won yet."

Chen Zhou laughed out loud. "Still not giving up?"

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

His body moved and created an afterimage.

An Zaiyue dodged to the side, but that was not Chen Zhou's original body at all.

This was the illusion created by Chen Zhou's rapid movement. Only when his speed reached a certain level would he be able to create such an illusion.

Chen waited in the direction where An Zeng dodged and then punched An Zeng in the stomach.

An Xuan bent his body. The intense pain coming from his lower abdomen made him dizzy for a moment.

"I said before, the weak is the weak. Those who can't cultivate are always trash."

"An Zhan, the biggest mistake you've made in your life is that you shouldn't challenge me. That way, you can live for a few more days."

He raised An Zeng up with one arm and threw him to the ground.

"Enough!"

The third senior stood up and said, "He's already lost."

"He didn't!"

Chen Zhou turned to look at the Third Brother and bellowed, "He still hasn't admitted defeat!"

An Zeng struggled to stand up, and then with a bloody smile, he said, "That's right, I haven't admitted defeat yet."

Chen Zhou turned around and disappeared once again, appearing behind An Zeng in an instant. He then punched the back of An Zeng's head. "This time, I will make you beg for death."

If the back of the head was hit hard, everyone knew what the consequences would be.

An Zhe closed his eyes. His current talent was too weak for his eyes to keep up with Chen Zhou's speed.

Thus, he could only rely on his senses. What he felt was more real than what his eyes could see.

The instant Chen Zhou's fist was about to land on An Zhe's head, An Zhe abruptly pressed his body forward, then kicked out.

Chen Zhou's fist hit nothing but air. His body leaned forward, and An Zeng's foot landed on his lower abdomen.

Chen Zhou was in so much pain that his expression changed, becoming even more furious.

He pressed his fists down hard on An Zeng's back.

An Zou's foot hooked onto Chen Zhou's leg and he exerted force on it, causing Chen Zhou to lose his balance. Taking advantage of this, An Zou slid backwards and landed a kick on Chen Zhou's back.

One second he was in front, the other second his foot was on Chen Zhou's back, exerting force.

Chen Zhou staggered two steps forward. The fury in his eyes was on the verge of erupting.

It was an unpardonable defeat for him to be struck twice by the struggle.

At this moment, no one shouted. The surrounding crowd was completely silent.

Everyone held their hearts and watched. Regardless of whether it was the people who won in the academy or the people who won in the academy, they all clenched their fists involuntarily.

This was no longer a competition between children, but a battle between men.

The indomitable spirit and fighting spirit of An Xin made everyone's hearts burn.

If it wasn't for someone blocking them, Qu Liuxi and Du Leisurely would have already rushed forward.

"He's done his best, but the difference in strength is too great."

Chen Zhou stumbled two steps forward, then abruptly turned around. At this moment, his arm suddenly became soft, turning into a python.

"Manifestation!"

"My God!"

"Middle level of the Art of Manifestation!"

The crowd was in an uproar once again as they cried out in alarm.

That was a middle level martial skill, it was priceless.

Cultivators in the Ascending Realm could not use their cultivation to transform their Qi into external Qi, so this kind of cultivation technique which could change the physical body could greatly increase the battle prowess of cultivators in the Ascending Realm.

Chen Zhou's arm transformed into a python, instantly increasing the range of his attack by a lot.

This time, An Zhe was caught off guard, and before he could react, he was bitten by the python.

Chen Zhou's fist had transformed into the head of a snake, and his five fingers into the mouth of a python.

The python bit into An Zhe's lower abdomen, its teeth digging into An Zhe's lower abdomen.

"Get over here!"

Chen Zhou let out an angry shout, then forcefully pulled An Xuan towards him.

But at that moment, he seemed to hear an extremely heavy sound of the door opening in his ears.

It was as if a huge bronze door had been pulled open as it scraped the ground.

Chen Zhou thought that it was his imagination, but he didn't care. His left arm transformed into a python and pulled An Zhe over.

He raised his right fist into a bear's paw, clawing towards An Zeng's face.

With this, it was enough to completely destroy An Zaihai's face!

"Stop!"

"Don't move!"

The third year shouted, wanting to stop him.

Zhen Zhuang Bi also shouted, blocking the way of the third senior brother.

At this point, no one could save An Zhe.

However, the corners of An Zaiyue's lips suddenly curved into a smile. "Thank you."

He said thank you?

Then, a mass of air suddenly exploded outside his body. With a "peng" sound, the mass of air surged out in all directions. The surrounding crowd was immediately knocked down by the explosion.

However, this was not the end. The ball of air appeared once again …

Two explosions caused the wall to collapse.

Three explosions and a tree avalanche!

The three consecutive explosions not only knocked everyone around An Zhe down to the ground, but also caused the fallen trees on the wall to break and Chen Zhou to retreat backwards.

As for An Zaiyue, he stood there in a pool of blood, like a demon beast awakening from its slumber.