Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 242 - 144: Three Cuts for One Pearl Chicken_3
With a punch thrown, it blazed like the morning sun, as if the rising sun was ascending from the horizon, making the surrounding light grow ever brighter!
At the sight of it, Ji Jingqiu's expression subtly changed.
Where did this "Little Sun" come from all of a sudden?!
Back in his past life, living alone, he relied on the Little Sun heater to survive the winters, fostering deep affection for it.
He still remembered that cat he had, which always liked to snuggle against the Little Sun, inevitably scorching a patch of its fur...
But back to the matter at hand, previously, when the Thunder Tree Cultivation Body was fully unleashed, resonating with the Heaven and Earth Law around, his pores erupted like thunderous lightning, as dignified as an ancient god patrolling the heavens and earth.
He had already been envious of this battle trait, which came with its own special effects.
Little did he expect to encounter someone even more formidable here!
Little Sun at full power!
In the brief moment their gazes crossed, Ji Jingqiu recognized the man's background.
Zhang Buzhou, a family member of the Divine Power Group's board of directors, and also somewhat entangled with the Dragon Tiger Dojo.
—Well, they were the ones who thought there was an entanglement.
Ji Jingqiu felt inwardly moved; this guy really had all his buffs maxed out.
A slash came down.
Between the punch and the slash, intense and dazzling flames erupted, like a sun exploding on the spot, releasing waves of Qi, sweeping in all directions!
The interwoven Dharma of the two swiftly collided and shattered!
The stand-off between them lasted only for a moment.
The long blade pressed down on the fist slowly but firmly.
Seeing himself being suppressed by Ji Jingqiu's sheer strength, Zhang Buzhou's expression darkened.
His blood circulated with faint thunderous sounds, he activated all his strength to transform his blood flow into Pure Yang Qi.
In the next moment, fist and blade struck each other apart.
Zhang Buzhou withdrew his fist, his chest heaving like bellows, taking a deep breath, then stepping forward once more, his internal Qi erupting like a volcano, delivering a second punch!
This punch was tyrannical and overbearing as the high noon sun, wrapping up a powerful force that made the very space twist where the punch traveled.
The formidable momentum was even more heart-pounding than before, with just the second punch, Zhang Buzhou's aura rose like fuel to a fire, reaching a peak in an instant!
Upon witnessing the power of this punch, the Martial Artists arriving later all stopped in place, with solemn expressions.
Including Li Chengfeng and Thunder Tree, as well as other remaining Martial Artists who felt the commotion and rushed over from all directions, among them were Yin Wushuang and others.
They put themselves in Ji Jingqiu's shoes.
Wondering if it were them facing this punch, how would they defend themselves?
Ultimately, they concluded that the only choice was to temporarily avoid the brunt, unable to withstand it head-on!
Zhang Buzhou's first punch was like the rising sun, his second punch as tyrannical as the noonday Arrogant Sun, his third punch would inevitably fall short!
That would be the best moment to counterattack.
However, contrary to their expectations, Ji Jingqiu did not yield. Every organ inside his body shook fiercely, producing a roaring sound like a dam breaking, as if a Flood Dragon was surging downward.
Hearing the sound of Ji Jingqiu's inner Qi Circulation, everyone's faces changed color.
The mere sound of such Qi circulation was terrifying to hear, indicating that any attack must be powerful but undoubtedly damaging to the body!
What kind of physique could withstand such Qi circulation?!
A profound and dangerous aura slowly spread from Ji Jingqiu's center, like the Eye of Returning Ruins lying beneath the deep sea, endlessly accommodating the boundless seawater, and also capable of erupting endlessly.
He took a step forward.
Suddenly, the sound of a blade echoed.
Splendidly, it cut through Heaven and Earth!
Zhang Buzhou was overbearing, but he would be even more so!
In his eyes, Zhang Buzhou at this moment, compared to the grand sun he had once "witnessed" running rampant ten thousand years ago, was far too lacking!
With this invisible slash, Ji Jingqiu faintly imagined himself as Marshal He standing between Heaven and Earth, wielding a blade against Heaven and Earth.
The same tyrannical will fully displayed, the same overbearing forces clashed, resulting in Zhang Buzhou retreating several steps, with the Divine Sun above his head dimmed as the outcome!
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For the first time, Zhang Buzhou took a deep look at Ji Jingqiu.
It seemed that only at this moment did he truly view the latter as a formidable enemy in Martial Arts!
He shouted deeply, as the three Divine Suns above his head abruptly dimmed, rapidly losing their brilliance as though entering twilight.
This punch was neither too fast nor too slow, lacking the previous overbearing dominance, but with a profound strength, like the tranquil dusk, even the sun would set.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Zhang Buzhou's third punch did not diminish in strength, but reached a sublime culmination!
This punch signified an end, and also a beginning.
Looking at the three Divine Suns almost collapsing and the interlacing Heaven and Earth Law formed around Zhang Buzhou, a twilight domain emerged as if encapsulating a realm.
Ji Jingqiu remained calm, unwaveringly unleashing the Bodhisattva World, firmly suppressing Zhang Buzhou's twilight domain!
Accompanied by Dharma resonance and erosion, the novice to this catastrophe, Zhang Buzhou, was unspeakably shocked.
But Ji Jingqiu did not give him a chance to adjust, his mind focused as one, his blade cry resonated like the chirping of cicadas, astonishing and unparalleled in this world.
With this slash, Ji Jingqiu exerted his full strength, holding nothing back.
At last, under Zhang Buzhou's shocked and furious gaze, as he wished—
The dusk sun in the sky thunderously fell!
With three slashes, Ji Jingqiu brought down the "Little Sun" of the Jinxing Zhang Family.
Ji Jingqiu stood quietly in place, his gaze profound and serene, his silhouette seemingly revealing an unshakable dignity and power.
Watching the streak of white light disappear, Thunder Tree subconsciously touched his own neck, wondering if Ji Jingqiu had been holding back just now?
Come to think of it... Zhang Buzhou's last astonished expression really looked satisfying!
When he and Ji Jingqiu had first crossed hands, he too was shocked by the latter's unreasonable abilities.
