Top-Tier Perception Starts From Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 79.2: Obliterated in Two Punches! (II)

In a flash, Lu Changsheng unleashed the full Second Wave. It surged forward like a boundless tide, sweeping swiftly toward Zhao Wuji.

The Second Wave increased strength by fifty percent. With the First Divine Dragon Transformation, Lu Changsheng's strength had surged to seventy-eight cauldrons—thirty more than what his opponent could muster.

Zhao Wuji would perhaps survive if the difference in strength was smaller. Even if his opponent was stronger by ten cauldrons, he could survive. But a gap of thirty cauldrons offered no chance at all.

The instant his punch collided with Lu Changsheng's Second Wave, Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, filled with shock, confusion, and pure terror.

"Ah—"

Sothing snapped. The overwhelming force bent Zhao Wuji's arm at a sickening angle.

Squelch!

The next instant, Zhao Wuji's entire form exploded into pieces with a deafening roar, blood and gore splattering in all directions. He hadn't even had the chance to scream.

This was the power of nearly eighty cauldrons. No flashy technique, only absolute, brutal annihilation.

The entire main hall was cloaked in deadly silence.

"The Elder Guardian... exploded?" Wang Feng, the Right Emissary of the Myriad Poison Cult, stood frozen. He was only a step away from breaking into the Divine Strength Realm himself, and yet he still could not fathom what he had just witnessed.

An Elder Guardian of the Myriad Poison Cult, a Divine Strength expert who had road the jianghu for more than ten years, respected and feared wherever he went... blown apart by a single punch? Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he never would have believed it.

Wang Feng was not the only one stunned into stillness. Although the na Zhuang Shisan of Nanyang had been spreading like wildfire, this was unprecedented. Indeed, he had slain the chief of the Blackwater Gang, Zhang Tianwu, but that man was nothing compared to an Elder Guardian of the Myriad Poison Cult.

And yet, Zhao Wuji had just been killed—not rely beaten, but blown apart in a head-on clash, with just so chunks of at and bone left of his body.

Lu Changsheng exhaled softly. This was the first ti he had nearly gone all out since reaching the Divine Strength Realm, and he was pleased with the result.

The Divine Dragon Transformation and the Threefold Waves work very well together. After all, Divine Dragon Transformation enhances the entire body, while Threefold Waves increases only raw strength. Once the two stack, the effect becos terrifying. By using the First Divine Dragon Transformation together with the Second Wave, my strength was almost doubled.

It all seed to click for Lu Changsheng. Eighty cauldrons of strength was already close to the Hundred Cauldron stage. No ordinary Divine Strength martial artist would withstand such fearso strength.

Lu Changsheng turned his gaze toward Wang Feng and the others.

"You have all seen and heard of my two-punch agreent with Zhao Wuji. He failed to withstand my second punch and is now dead. To rid evil completely, the rest of you will accompany Zhao Wuji as well."

"No, Great Hero Zhuang, please spare us..."

Wang Feng tried to beg for rcy, but Lu Changsheng gave him no chance. With a single wave of his hand, his terrifying blood qi condensed into countless threads from the Silken Thread Sword.

Whizz, whizz, whizz!

Each Silken Thread Sword was more terrifying than an arrow. Moreover, Lu Changsheng was still using the First Divine Dragon Transformation, which increased his physical power by thirty percent and likewise boosted his blood qi by thirty percent. The mont the threads from the Silken Thread Sword swept across the hall, nearly everyone from the Myriad Poison Cult collapsed into lifeless corpses.

Seeing this, Luo Yun, Official Xia, and the others drew sharp breaths. They had heard stories about Divine Strength experts, but witnessing one massacre multiple enemies before their eyes sent a chill straight into their bones.

Before a storm of these crimson threads, anyone below the Divine Strength Realm was dood. Even Luo Yun’s three thousand elite soldiers would likely stand no chance if they faced Zhuang Shisan head-on. His power defied common sense and essentially went beyond mortal limits.

"General Luo, Official Xia, the remaining Myriad Poison Cult stragglers inside the base will be left to you."

Like an imposing hero, Lu Changsheng clasped his hands behind his back, ready to get this over with. However, despite his nonchalant bearing, he was saddened by the fact that he could not claim the spoils from the corpses. Of course, he had no interest in the ordinary martial artists, and as for Zhao Wuji's corpse, there wasn't much of a corpse left. Naturally, everything Zhao Wuji had carried had also been obliterated by that second punch.

However, the other corpses surely had valuables worth claiming, as those of the Myriad Poison Cult rarely traveled empty-handed. But as Zhuang Shisan, he could not stoop to looting bodies. His persona was one of righteous fury and absolute integrity. To rummage through corpses now would shatter that image and cheapen the entire persona.

"Great Hero Zhuang, please wait," Official Xia cut in, quickly approaching. He had no idea that the man before him was actually Lu Changsheng. After all, Lu Changsheng's skilled disguise was already on par with Li Hongzhuang's, leaving almost no flaws.

"Great Hero Zhuang, thank you for acting righteously to eliminate the Myriad Poison Cult and save the people of Yan City. If the Myriad Poison Cult had succeeded, there's no telling what Yan City would have beco. Why not stay at the Xia residence for a few days? Allow to repay you with so hospitality."

Official Xia intended to invite Zhuang Shisan to the Xia residence as a guest. After all, a hero of this level, especially one who was a Divine Strength Realm expert, was soone worth forming a good relationship with.

"That won’t be necessary," Lu Changsheng said calmly. "I was only passing through Yan City, and this business with the Myriad Poison Cult was just a detour in my journey. If you truly wish to thank , then use whatever was seized from their base to benefit the people of Yan City. That way, this journey will not have been a waste."

"Great Hero Zhuang is truly noble and righteous. This is a blessing for the people of Yan City. Rest assured, my Xia Clan will use the ill-gotten gains from the Myriad Poison Cult’s base to repair roads and bridges in your na, bringing prosperity to Yan City," Official Xia said wholeheartedly.

"In that case, I am relieved." Lu Changsheng cast a final look at the corpses scattered across the floor. A faint trace of reluctance flashed across his eyes before he turned away and vanished swiftly.

Once Zhuang Shisan had disappeared from sight, both Official Xia and Luo Yun let out a breath of relief. Although the interaction had been rather cordial, being face to face with such a terrifying Divine Strength expert had placed trendous pressure on their hearts.

"Great Hero Zhuang truly lives up to his reputation. Righteous, fierce against evil, and full of heroic spirit."

"Thank goodness we t Great Hero Zhuang this ti. Otherwise, we might not have survived."

Both Official Xia and Luo Yun’s hearts were filled with deep gratitude. They had never imagined that the Myriad Poison Cult’s base in Yan City would have a Divine Strength Realm expert guarding it. Without Zhuang Shisan, the consequences would have been catastrophic.

So of the Myriad Poison Cult's surviving stragglers finally began to stir, relief washing over them upon Zhuang Shisan’s exit.

"We have to retrieve the Elder Guardian’s remains."

"But... Nanyang's Zhuang Shisan..."

Fear lingered in them. The stragglers had no idea whether Zhuang Shisan had truly left, and so none dared to do anything reckless. For now, all they could do was send news back to the Myriad Poison Cult and wait for their superiors to decide the next move.