High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 213 - 134: Fuck You! I’m Not Going! (3-in-1)
Since in this world, those who honestly just wish to live see nothing but darkness before them.
Then let’s split it open and see if there’s even a sliver of light behind it!
In the instant Liu Qingcheng was about to open the door.
Chen Kuang spoke:
"Lady Liu, stop, they’re coming for me."
He didn’t use Divine Sense to convey his message, but spoke directly instead.
The sound pierced through the walls, reaching the ears of the three people.
Liu Qingcheng, Yu Xiangsi, and... another Death Warrior kept by the Prince’s Mansion — Tong Shi!
He had been quietly waiting in the shadows like a statue, and at this moment, due to Chen Kuang’s voice and his deliberate release of aura, he finally sensed Chen Kuang’s presence. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
In that instant, Tong Shi suddenly raised his head, lifted his arm, and launched a punch full of accumulated energy in the direction the voice came from.
Without reservation!
"Boom!!!"
The punch was cast; the fierce energy was like thunder.
Destroying everything in front with a single point, vaguely, a massive phantom of a roaring lion appeared behind the Death Warrior.
Those who saw this phantom seemed to hear a long roar echoing in their ears.
Amidst the roar, within ten miles, everyone who heard felt their Qi and blood surging; those weaker even spat blood instantly, damaging their viscera!
This punch even contained the Sound Killing Technique.
And in the midst of the thunderous sound.
In an instant, the entire Xuni Pavilion turned into ruins.
Roof tiles, beams, and walls crumbled like dust blown away... just like that, they turned into a sky full of dust and smoke.
Undoubtedly, the people inside the Xuni Pavilion couldn’t escape unscathed.
Whether connected to this matter or not, whether mortal or cultivator, whether official of the government office or a loose cultivator on the roadside... they all turned into blood mist, merging into that dust and smoke, becoming one.
Drifting in the air.
And the area affected by this Grandmaster’s full strength strike was far beyond just Xuni Pavilion.
The location of Xuni Pavilion was originally the busiest place of the entire Flower Street, where the crowd was densest.
A punch spanning three miles.
Dozens of houses were destroyed, and countless people were killed in an instant.
Chen Kuang couldn’t foresee it.
He knew the opponent was under King Jingnan’s command, so he assumed that a dignified Prince wouldn’t behave excessively towards his subjects on his own territory.
At least, when conflicts are not yet irreconcilable, some restraint should be shown, instead of resorting to such drastic measures.
Chen Kuang assumed, not by luck, but by logical thinking as a normal person—
This is the Yang Kingdom, and Chen Kuang hadn’t even touched the other’s offspring, nor had he spent enough time to offend anyone, as he’s been in the Yang Kingdom’s territory for just three days, with the only kill being a demon!
This period, he had been quite law-abiding.
In this situation, he revealed himself, hoping the opponent would target only him and not vent anger on others.
Like the Martial Saint Pavilion, the pursuit of him had become a relentless chase, using any means necessary, which was entirely warranted.
But King Jingnan’s ruthless, unyielding action was unwarranted!
Because he and Chen Kuang had no interaction whatsoever before this!
When the opponent’s punch was released, Chen Kuang’s sudden forewarning reached its peak, but by the time he reacted, only time enough remained to dash in front of Liu Qingcheng and block most of the damage with his body.
"The wind tree depends" along with the physical strength brought by Demon Race’s talent, the Spiritual Qi defense woven by the "Moon Robe," the durability of "the invincible when glimpsing gods," the healing ability of "Meat Ganoderma," and the massive surge brought by "Extreme Counter-kill"—all reached their limits instantly!
Yet even so, it could only barely withstand the immediate impact.
This punch’s remaining shockwaves nearly flattened the area within three miles, and the pervasive sound killing could only be borne by Liu Qingcheng alone.
Liu Qingcheng, although possessing a quarter of Demon Race blood, was almost indistinguishable from a mortal.
At this moment, it was fortunate she had that sliver of Demon Race blood, making her physical strength different from mortals, at least far stronger than average people.
With Chen Kuang blocking most of the damage, she didn’t perish instantly.
Chen Kuang embraced Liu Qingcheng, rolling away in an instant, falling into the storm of dust and blood mist alongside the collapsing wall.
Liu Qingcheng’s mind was almost blank.
"Puff!"
At the moment she felt pain, she involuntarily spat a large amount of blood.
Her body had already cracked, as if entering deep sea or outer space without protective measures, subjected to unbearable power compression, causing her lungs and organs to struggle, spreading large to small cracks from the heart behind her.
This delicate beauty, akin to a fragile porcelain, was about to shatter.
Chen Kuang almost tearing-eyed and roared:
"Concentrate!"
"The ’Spring Pivot Sutra’ focuses on preservation, Spiritual Qi protects heart and veins, maximizing survival!"
He didn’t have time for the latter sentence.
Fortunately, Liu Qingcheng had tried cultivating the ’Spring Pivot Sutra’ before, and she hadn’t had the chance to tell Chen Kuang—she seems to be a late-blooming genius.
According to the examples recorded in ’Spring Pivot Sutra’, it’s an extraordinary talent for an ordinary person to feel Qi in a day, but Liu Qingcheng... took just a quarter hour.
