Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques-Chapter 205 - 198: Taking the Stage

In the concepts of certain Cultivation schools, the human body possesses seven Chakras. Hidden within these Chakras are the immense potential and mysteries of human life. If one can open all these Chakras, they will achieve a life of transcendence, reaching an unimaginable realm.

A Saint Awakening from the Zhong Family once drew upon this concept, fusing it with the Esoteric Teaching, the Zhong Family Palm Technique, and several other ultimate arts to create this powerful Martial Dao. If one could open all seven wheels and reach the state of the Seven Treasures Wheel, they would become a Saint Awakening of the Martial Dao.

And now, Zhong Wu Heng was using the profound power of the Dharma Artifact, the Seven Profound Jade, to temporarily glimpse the secrets of this realm.

"How… wonderful."

Although his body was in agony, Zhong Wu Heng's Spirit was filled with an irrepressible sense of euphoria. In that moment, he felt as if he had touched the true nature of the world.

The Saint Awakening Realm was a state of supreme bliss.

In this moment, he felt omnipotent. Even if a Martial Arts Myth stood before him, he could fight and win.

"Th-th-this…"

As exemplary modern university students who had always been taught the ways of science, Jiang Yun and the others were utterly stunned.

Projecting voices over a distance and bodies contorting violently was already absurd enough.

But now, what were they seeing?

A human body was actually emitting light, forming halos of brilliance?!

This completely surpassed their understanding, overturning everything they had ever been taught.

GASP!!

Zhong Wu Heng's current state also shocked the Martial Artists in attendance. They could, of course, see just how terrifying his power was.

Divine Travel Mechanism, Spiritual Light Self-generated.

'This is the realm of Immortal Gods. Has Zhong Wu Heng been hiding his true power all along? Is he also a Saint Awakening?'

Ignoring the crowd's shock and without lingering in that profound state for too long, Zhong Wu Heng quickly came to his senses. He knew this power wouldn't last, and he couldn't afford to waste time.

His gaze swept across the room. In this state, his sensitivity to magnetic fields was incredibly sharp. He immediately sensed an anomaly and locked his eyes on a specific direction.

There, a faint red pillar of light seemed to surge toward the heavens. The source of that red light was a young man with an ordinary build and unremarkable features, whose only distinguishing trait was his exceptionally fair skin.

The number placard on that table read thirty-four.

"Table thirty-four, show yourself!"

Zhong Wu Heng's deep voice boomed like thunder.

"Table thirty-four?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yun and his friends froze for a second, then hurriedly craned their necks, searching for table thirty-four.

Instead, they found that the eyes of everyone in attendance were fixed on them.

No, to be precise, on the table where they were sitting.

They immediately turned around. They hadn't noticed before, but now they realized they were sitting at table thirty-four.

A chilling sensation crept up their spines.

'What is going on?!'

'That incredible figure is at our table?!'

'Who is it?'

Their first instinct was to look toward Sun Ming and Fan Wugang, only to see them staring intently at Jiang Yun.

'Staring at me?'

'What's happening?'

'Am I the only one in the world who doesn't know I'm a Saint Awakening?'

Jiang Yun's mouth fell open, his mind a whirl of questions. Then, he quickly realized they weren't looking at him, but at the plain, unremarkable young man beside him who had barely registered until now.

'His name is Zhou Hong, right?'

He stiffly turned his head, his heart pounding, and saw the unremarkable young man beside him slowly rise to his feet.

"The Northern Martial Alliance has some tricks up its sleeve after all. This might actually be worth my time."

The young man named Zhou Hong said with a light chuckle.

'The Seven Profound Spirit Jade, is it?'

'The Data from the Chief Commissioner was accurate. So it is possible to wield Saint Awakening Level Power this way. However, judging from Zhong Wu Heng's condition, this state must come at a steep price and can't be maintained for long. There are likely other restrictions as well.'

'In other words, even if I don't make a move, he probably won't be able to maintain this state if I just drag things out for a while.'

But he wasn't going to do that. Even with this borrowed Saint Awakening Level Power, Zhong Wu Heng posed no threat to him.

'How could someone at a borrowed Saint Awakening Level, without the aid of special equipment or abilities, ever be a match for a true Saint Awakening?'

CRACK! CRACK!

As everyone watched, a series of sharp cracks echoed from Zhou Yuanjue's body. His previously unassuming frame began to swell as his compressed bones expanded, and his height shot upward.

At the same time, the muscles on his face rippled and shifted, reforming into his original features.

A height of nearly one-point-nine meters, impossibly broad shoulders, handsome features, serene eyes, and an indescribable aura that was like the stars in the heavens.

In less than three seconds, Zhou Yuanjue had transformed from an unremarkable young man into a living myth walking the earth.

Like a dragon hidden in the mortal world, he could be humble or grand, shrinking or expanding at will.

HUFF! HUFF!

Zhong Ming, Jiang Yun, and the others watched this transformation up close, their breathing becoming ragged and uncontrolled. They wanted to look, yet they didn't dare to gaze directly upon that figure.

In that moment, all their previous doubts vanished. They now believed every word Zhong Ming had said earlier.

For they too now felt that overwhelming sense of awe one feels before a divine idol—no, not an idol, but the true body of a Divine Buddha.

SWOOSH!

Zhou Yuanjue tapped his foot lightly, and his figure vanished, reappearing four or five meters away in an instant. He seemed to be walking calmly, but his speed was ghostly, reminiscent of the legendary technique, Shrinking Inches.

"To have eyes yet fail to see Mount Tai… To have eyes yet fail to see Mount Tai… A true master was right before my eyes, and I didn't even recognize him…"

Sun Ming and Fan Wugang stared blankly at Zhou Yuanjue's phantom-like figure, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside them.

'He's finally appeared! The new Saint Awakening! The youngest Saint Awakening in the thousands of years of Donghua's history!'

A fervent heat filled everyone's gaze.

Seeing how Zhou Yuanjue had stolen the entire spotlight with his mere appearance, Zhong Wu Heng's eyes narrowed, and a strange feeling arose within him.

'A Saint Awakening…'

SWISH!

In no time, Zhou Yuanjue arrived before the Martial Arts Arena. With a light tap of his foot, his body landed as gracefully as a bird upon the stage, coming face-to-face with Zhong Wu Heng, who was wreathed in the power of the Seven Treasures Wheel.

"A Saint Awakening is called a Martial Arts Myth. You are truly as elusive as a Divine Dragon. Today, I would like to properly test my skills against you."

Zhong Wu Heng said to Zhou Yuanjue, his expression calm.

"Since this is a friendly exchange, and you are not a true Saint Awakening, I won't overwhelm you with my power. I will make one move. If you can withstand it, this exchange will be considered the Northern Martial Alliance's victory."

Zhou Yuanjue replied, his own expression just as calm.

Hearing Zhou Yuanjue's words, Zhong Wu Heng's expression changed. His eyes darkened as he said in a low, grim voice:

"You may be a Saint Awakening, but that is far too arrogant!"