In an instant, Du Cheng, his face a mask of disdain and schadenfreude, shuddered. An inexplicable chill shot up from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his entire body.
"Hmph! A desperate last struggle!" Du Cheng bellowed, raising his voice to conceal his own nervousness. He gestured to everyone around him, saying, "Let's attack together and kill this piece of trash."
CLANG.
The broadsword rose from the ground, swift as light and lightning, charging straight toward Chen Yang. Yu Kun's whip tore through the void.
Chen Yang rely tilted his head up slightly. The wind roared like a drum.
Then, a cold glint of light shot out, a single point of force breaking through their combined front. It was as powerful as a rainbow piercing the sun, soaring into the sky.
A spear is like a roaming dragon, the king of all weapons.
It does not turn back, even before a thousand armies.
Behold the Dragon, Shed Armor.
BOOM!
The broadsword was pierced and the whip disintegrated. A dazzling burst of sparks erupted in the sky.
"This…"
Du Cheng was stunned. By the ti he ca to his senses, the god-like spear descending from the heavens was racing straight for him.
Retreat!
Yu Kun reacted even faster, desperately scrambling backward.
Rolling clouds and churning mist shatter mountains and rivers;
A single thrust of a spear vanquishes gods and demons.
This was the second thrust.
The spear's shaft vibrated, shattering the broadsword. Its tip pierced Du Cheng's heart, and in an instant, an endless spray of blood exploded outward.
BOOM!
"Old Du!" Yu Kun scread, his courage shattered as he turned to flee.
However, just as he took a step…
SWISH!
A spear pierced his chest.
Yu Kun's fleeing body froze mid-stride. He stared down at the blood gushing from his chest.
Unwillingness? Regret?
In the end, his head slumped to one side, suffering the sa fate as Du Cheng.
Tang Tai: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
Although those two were servants of their Antarctic Royal Family, they were also top-tier experts whose might could shake the heavens. In their pri, they had swept across the land unrivaled, defining an era.
And now, they were shattered like clay chickens and pottery dogs, with not even a scrap left behind?
The vast square fell deathly silent.
Expressions twisted in horror on every face. Everyone was tensed up, not daring to make a single move.
Tang Yunxing felt as if he had swallowed a dead fly. His eyes bulged, his lips were pale, and he wished he could disappear from Chen Yang's sight imdiately. He could never have imagined that the Forr Chief Military Commander's strength would be so incredibly formidable!
This…
"You… that's enough!" Tang Tai rebuked angrily, instinctively taking one step back, and then another.
The remaining royal family subordinates and their proxies had faces like they'd just lost their parents. They clenched their teeth, hunched their shoulders, and their limbs trembled violently.
This… even a dog isn't killed like this!
"I have one last spear."
A spear like heaven's hook—peerless, unmatched in all the world.
SWISH!
That year, on a rainy night, I was born with a wail. At eight, I entered the Military Camp. At eighteen, I led troops into battle. It was at the Battle of Night Quiet Valley, with this very spear, that I forged my formidable reputation.
A spear like heaven's hook.
Peerless.
Unmatched.
It shatters mountains and rivers, and suppresses gods and demons.
Across the world, there are countless spearn, but they fall into only two categories: other people's spears, and Chen Yang's spear.
The howling wind whipped through the air, its force withering and shattering all in its path. Forget the onlookers; even Tang Tai found himself unable to breathe.
At this very mont, despite the blazing sun overhead, Tang Tai felt as though he were trapped in an ice cellar. His blood was on the verge of freezing solid, and when he exhaled, his breath ca out in plus of white mist. In that instant, it seed as though the entire world was being encased in ice.
Before his eyes, the bodies of the royal retainers and their proxies cracked in unison.
BANG.
The spear shaft hit the ground. As a resonant thrum exploded outward, a web of cracks sprawled in all directions. Then, the corpses on the ground seed to disintegrate, returning to the heavens and the earth.
Chen Yang's mouth curved into a smile. "How was that final thrust?"
As the fierce wind swept past, those dozens of n simply vanished. If not for the lingering traces of blood on the ground, who wouldn't believe it had all been a dream?
Every person present was terrified, their insides ablaze with fear. They had thought that killing Du Cheng and Yu Kun with a single move was his limit. But as it turned out… for this forr Commander, perhaps that was rely the tip of the iceberg?
Too strong. Too terrifying!
Tang Yunxing barely managed to remain standing, his fingers trembling violently. In his wildest dreams, he could never have imagined that this man—soone he had dismissed from the start as easy to kill—could be so powerful. He finally understood. This man wasn't just exceptional at leading troops; his personal combat prowess was terrifying to a world-shaking degree.
Looking back on his own previous words now, how ridiculous and utterly ignorant he had been!
Yes, he was of royal blood, born noble and above the masses. But so what? Wasn't he still being crushed under the heel of a prodigy several years his junior, left gasping for breath on the ground? Even with their overwhelming numbers, they couldn't withstand three of his moves.
Dead… They were all dead!
Now, only the indifferent bystanders remained, staring at him as if he were a monkey in a circus. Those gazes were filled with mockery and pity.
Perhaps he had always placed himself too high, accustod to standing above everyone else no matter where he went. Had he, over so many years, forgotten his own actual strength?
"Just a bunch of trash, yet they gave you the confidence to look down on the world?" Chen Yang said indifferently, glancing at Tang Yunxing.
Tang Yunxing's hands clawed at the ground as he buried his head low. An incomparable sha gnawed at his very soul.
Trash? They really were trash!
Tang Tai was so ashad he wished the earth would swallow him whole. Consud by sha and fury, his face was so dark it seed water could be wrung from it. When had a noble of the Royal Family ever suffered such a humiliation?
"Your Antarctic Royal Family is nothing special." Chen Yang shook his head. He had stirred up such a storm, thinking he would get a satisfying fight, but he was left disappointed. They were all useless gluttons, unable to withstand a single blow.
"You are indeed very strong. But you've killed people, yet you continue to hound us. Is this the magnanimity and bearing of a Supre Martial Commander?" In a fit of rage, Tang Tai rebuked him, his eyes bloodshot. "With such a lack of character, your achievents will end here! Disrespecting the Royal Family, inflicting wanton humiliation… you have no upbringing at all!"
"Hmph. I will never submit to soone as morally bankrupt as you!" Tang Yunxing chid in.
SLAP.
Chen Yang's palm ca down. Tang Yunxing bled from all seven orifices as he collapsed, twitching uncontrollably on the ground.
Imdiately afterward, Chen Yang ford his fingers into a claw and seized Tang Tai from across the space.
Tang Tai, who had been imperiously delivering his rebuke just a mont ago, was instantly seized by the throat. His feet dangled, kicking wildly in the air.
"You…"
"So I, Chen Yang, have no manners? No upbringing?" Chen Yang asked with a tilt of his head. "For the past few days, who was it that was running around, shouting that I, Chen Yang, was a stray dog and scheming to kill ? Now that you know you're no match, you resort to a battle of words?"
Tang Tai: "..."
"So tell , who has questionable morals?" Chen Yang pressed. "Speak clearly, or I'll send you on your way."
"..."
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