Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Beset on All Sides, Still Sweeping the Field (Second Update)
Everyone stared wide-eyed, not knowing what expression to show for a moment.
Before, Yang Pan was smashed into the ground, and it could still be said that he was caught off guard.
But now?
Jun Xiaoyao stood upright, pressing Yang Pan onto the ground with one palm.
What could this be considered?
Sss...
The sound of inhalation spread in all directions.
Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao with eyes full of astonishment.
"Why do I feel that the move just now by the Jun Family’s Divine Son had a celestial aura?"
"Yes, it’s terrifying. The Jun Family’s Divine Son is just at the Unity Realm, yet he gives off the impression of being akin to Immortal Gods."
Jun Xiaoyao doesn’t strike often.
But once he does, he is shocking beyond compare!
"How is it possible? How can he be this strong?" Xiao Chen was in a daze.
He thought that his current strength was gradually catching up with Jun Xiaoyao.
But now it seems, the gap is still insurmountable!
He was defeated by the Champion Marquis, and now the Champion Marquis was slapped into the ground by Jun Xiaoyao’s one palm.
This contrast further highlighted the unbridgeable gap between him and Jun Xiaoyao!
"This guy..." Ye Xingyun’s expression also became much more solemn.
Even though he had awakened some memories and his cultivation was skyrocketing.
But at this moment, seeing Jun Xiaoyao make a move, he too felt a sense of dread.
The other celestial prides also shared this thought.
In the stands, Wu Mingyue watched this scene with mixed feelings.
There was both relief and amazement.
At least, if Jun Xiaoyao could defeat Yang Pan, she wouldn’t have to marry Yang Pan.
But then...
Wouldn’t she have to marry Jun Xiaoyao?
Wu Mingyue bit her lip, her mind filled with fanciful thoughts.
If Jun Xiaoyao truly wanted to become the Prince Consort and marry her, what should she do?
But then again, with Jun Xiaoyao’s aloof and proud nature, he probably wouldn’t view her favorably.
Thinking about this, Wu Mingyue’s face turned slightly grim.
In Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes, she was merely a pawn to be used when threatened.
In the battlefield.
Yang Pan stood up from the ground, his expression colder than ever.
He knew that without utilizing the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword, it would be impossible to deal with Jun Xiaoyao.
At this moment, Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling emerged, directly attacking Jun Xiaoyao.
Their purpose here was to probe Jun Xiaoyao’s depth.
"Jun Xiaoyao, the grudge from the Immortal Jade Tower will be avenged today!" Feng Qingling raised her hand, transforming her abundant mana into a torrent that shot out.
Huang Xuanyi also made a move, phoenix runes emerged around him, as if red stars were bombarding Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao was indifferent, wielding the Soldier Control and Attack Technique, with myriad divine weapons appearing densely around him, transforming into a golden torrent sweeping toward the two.
Boom!
It was as if multiple stars exploded.
With Jun Xiaoyao’s current strength, any move was shockingly powerful.
Feng Qingling was impacted, vomiting a mouthful of blood, her delicate body flying backward.
She couldn’t even withstand a single move from Jun Xiaoyao.
Huang Xuanyi was slightly better, only being pushed back.
But his arms trembled slightly, and surprise was evident in his pupils.
Jun Xiaoyao’s strength far exceeded his expectations!
Just then, Ye Xingyun’s eyes flashed, and he also made a move.
He extended one hand, and a star appeared, crushing the void with astonishing waves.
"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao’s eyebrow raised slightly.
Ye Xingyun gave him a feeling that something was off.
Not just a simple increase in strength, but a subtle change.
Jun Xiaoyao also noticed that Ye Xingyun’s eyes were deep, carrying a hint of coldness and probing.
Far from the previous arrogant youth demeanor.
"Could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao had a certain suspicion in his heart.
He wasn’t idly standing, clasping the Human King Seal with one hand, a vast emperor figure manifesting between heaven and earth.
One seal suppressed the universe!
Ye Xingyun’s move was directly dismantled, his body shaken backward, his chest surging with turbulent blood.
"How did Jun Xiaoyao’s strength increase so rapidly?" Ye Xingyun’s eyes were cold.
He had thought that after awakening his memories, his cultivation speed was already extraordinary.
But unexpectedly, Jun Xiaoyao’s cultivation speed surpassed even his.
"Could it be that even my former self isn’t a match for Jun Xiaoyao?" Ye Xingyun suddenly thought.
He shook his head, thinking it impossible.
In his memory, that figure cloaked in the sun, moon, and stars was definitely the strongest in the world.
How could Jun Xiaoyao compare?
"The Jun Family’s Divine Son, let me, Wang Gang, have a taste!"
Suddenly, Wang Gang of the Northern Wang Family made his move.
He clasped his fists together, golden light erupted, his entire arm seemed to be rendered golden, with numerous runes imprinted.
"It’s the Wang Family’s ultimate skill, Vajra Slaughter Hand, rumored to be obtained from the Little Western Heaven." Some people showed surprise.
This is an extremely powerful divine technique, with one strike, it could shatter mountains and rivers, breaking anything in its path.
"Northern Wang Family?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
The most renowned in the Northern Wang Family was none other than their Young Emperor with the aura of a Great Emperor.
In Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes, he was like a well-fed leek waiting to be harvested.
The Young Emperor Wang’s destiny was even more terrifying than Yang Pan.
The Wang Gang before him was Wang Teng’s brother, and his strength was formidable.
But unfortunately, he faced Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao didn’t even use any divine martial arts, he just punched out simply.
Relying on the flesh strength of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body alone was enough to crush.
Snap!
Their fists clashed, Wang Gang’s expression changed dramatically.
He felt an unstoppable, terrifying counter-force emanating from Jun Xiaoyao’s fist.
His Vajra Slaughter Hand was shattered, and his entire arm seemed fractured, his body flying backward.
Seeing Wang Gang blasted back with one strike, many people were once again shocked.
Could it be that there’s really no celestial pride present who can match Jun Xiaoyao in a single exchange?
"Jun Xiaoyao, the vengeance of my father’s death and the hatred of my country’s ruin, I’ll make you repay it a thousandfold!"
Xiao Chen couldn’t hold back and finally made his move.
He transformed into a half-dragon form, pushing the Cyan Heaven Dragon Transformation Technique to the utmost.
Dragon wings stretched behind him, scales coated his body, and his hands turned into vicious and sharp dragon claws.
His speed was astonishing, turning into a cyan afterimage, he tore towards Jun Xiaoyao!
"Xiao Chen, haven’t you lived long enough?"
Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was indifferent, he summoned Dragon Qi, striking out with one hand, mana surging into a dragon claw.
It was the ultimate skill of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, the Dragon-Cutting Hand!
Boom!
This strike from Jun Xiaoyao was empowered with ten billion jin of immense force.
The surging and vast divine power caused the void to tremble, creating an ear-piercing sound as it sliced through the air.
Splurt!
This strike almost shattered half of Xiao Chen’s body, with blood spraying high into the sky.
Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was indifferent, taking one step forward, ripping apart the dragon wings on Xiao Chen’s back!
"Ah!"
Xiao Chen let out a miserable scream, spitting blood, his body drawing a parabolic arc before heavily crashing onto the ground.
Defeated by the Champion Marquis before, and now gravely injured by Jun Xiaoyao again.
Xiao Chen was finally and utterly defeated.