Chapter 845 - The Strongest Move in History

Chapter 845: The Strongest Move in History
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It was extremely rare to see such a serious expression on Fang Zhengzhi’s face because he gave off a cynical vibe most of the time.
He was frivolous and didn’t care about anything that wasn’t related to him.
However, Chi Guyan wasn’t too surprised when she saw Fang Zhengzhi’s expression. She knew that this seemingly cynical and aloof shameless thief had never escaped from his duties.

Ok.
Chi Guyan nodded heavily and slowly closed her eyes, following which, a five-colored radiances appeared on her pale face.
She didn’t continue spectating the fight or racking her brain because she could recover in peace with Fang Zhengzhi in front of her.


At this moment, Ping Yang blinked at Fang Zhengzhi. Although she didn’t say anything when Chi Guyan was talking to Fang Zhengzhi, it didn’t mean that she wasn’t curious.

Shameless fellow, how did you get out of my mother’s Ling Yun Realm?


Well… It’s actually pretty simple. Move your head closer and I’ll tell you.
Fang Zhengzhi smiled and gestured at Ping Yang.

Ok!
Ping Yang obediently moved her head towards Fang Zhengzhi.

…
Fang Zhengzhi’s lips moved softly.

Woah, you’d actually do that? Does it mean that you’ve already…
Ping Yang’s expression was filled with disbelief after she heard Fang Zhengzhi.

That’s right. I’ve already comprehended the strongest technique, so I don’t care if Nangong Hao has the Blood Offering Illustration.
Fang Zhengzhi nodded and said confidently.

The strongest technique!
Ping Yang was visibly excited and overjoyed.
The surrounding disciples looked weird when they heard that. They glanced at each other and felt a burning sensation on their faces.

Did he actually say that he has comprehended the strongest technique?!




Is there anything in this world that is thicker than his skin?


In my opinion, even the thickest and toughest city wall in the world can’t compare to how thick his skin is!

All the disciples chatted amongst themselves softly but no one dared to raise his voice because no one knew if they would get struck by a lightning bolt again.
Boom! While these thoughts ran through their minds, a bolt of lightning landed right in the middle of the disciples. Then, the last disciple who spoke flew away.

…
All of them shut their mouths immediately.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi, the aggressor, snorted condescendingly. He used to be bound by the Great Xia Dynasty’s laws and he couldn’t blast someone with lightning as he wished, so he disregarded other people’s comments.
However, it was different now…
The Holy Region wasn’t bound by the laws of a dynasty so it was much simpler to do as he wished.
Of course, Fang Zhengzhi wouldn’t go so far as killing someone over a few comments. However, he believed that it was necessary to teach these people a lesson for making rude remarks even though they were watching a good show.

How dare you scold me? I’ll kick your ass! Are you not happy? If that’s the case, we can fight it out. If you can’t do it, you can even ask your sect leader. I’m willing to accept any challenges, be it one on one or a group fight!




…
The surrounding disciples fell silent instantly because even their sect leaders understood that silence is golden.
However, after the silence, they heard an extremely weak voice amidst the crowd,
Young Master Fang, you… You hit the wrong person. I didn’t… I didn’t say a word just now…


…

Boom! Another lightning bolt descended, following which, they heard his feeble cries of pain again.

Oh, did I hit the right person this time?
Fang Zhengzhi looked towards the crowd with an apologetic expression.

…
That disciple ultimately chose to keep quiet because he finally understood the reality of this world. The weak could never stand up against the strong.
Fang Zhengzhi curled his lips carefreely and that was the end. As the saying went, ‘A successful man never minds the trifles’, hence, he wouldn’t care too much about such insignificant matters.
Did he hit the wrong person?
Then he just had to do it again!
That would make things right!



Eh? Nangong Hao, you’re still here? I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten about you again. You… Wouldn’t mind, right?
Fang Zhengzhi finally turned toward Nangong Hao again.

…
The spectating disciples became speechless once again. However, no one dared to say even a single word this time.
Of course, Nangong Hao was an exception.

Die!
Nangong Hao yelled furiously. After all, he was already like a ball of raging fire because he felt embarrassed and angry. After more provocation, he’d definitely burn more ferociously and uncontrollably than before.
As a spectator, Nangong Tian’s expression changed because even he could clearly sense the violent and unstable aura on Nangong Hao.

Oh no, Hao’er is too emotional!
Nangong Tian wanted to remind him to calm down but it was too late. Nangong Hao had already moved.
He dashed towards Fang Zhengzhi at an extreme speed.

Fighting against this kid is totally… Even I wouldn’t be able to keep calm, not to mention Nangong Hao!
Mo Shanshi shook his head helplessly.

Yeah.
Gu Yuan also nodded softly.
As the saying went, ‘Tunnel vision blinds the participants but not the spectators’. Although Gu Yuan wasn’t the strongest, his insight was one of the best.


As a spectator of the fight, he naturally could see many things that the participants were oblivious to.
The state of mind had always been the most critical factor in the battle between experts. In terms of strength, Fang Zhengzhi wasn’t too far ahead of Nangong Hao. However, once one of them lost his cool…
The outcome of this fight became obvious.
Boom!
Boom!

…

The pace of the battle was so fast that the white jade stones covering the entire altar were close to getting uplifted. The altar was almost completely covered by cracks.
It was too fast.
The spectators could hardly see the fight.
All they saw were two figures clashing against each other repeatedly. Sometimes a bloody light would burst into the sky, while the deafening roars of a dragon could be heard at other times. The devilish purple light would occasionally cut into the bloody light and suppress it.
However, the bloody light would rise up again very quickly.

I’d like to see how much power your Blood Offering Illustration is capable of absorbing!
Following a cocky voice, a massive figure appeared in the air.
It was a black armor covered in a black flame. The thick armor gave off a mountainous pressure and the entire figure was over 15 meters tall.

…


What kind of technique is that?

Could that be the strongest technique?


Why does it look so similar to Nangong Hao’s bloodline of the Heaven God? However, it feels completely different. Do you guys think that this fellow has…


Shut up. Don’t use the word ‘fellow’. You have to call him Young Master Fang! Don’t drag me into this, I don’t want to be struck by lightning!


…

The surrounding disciples were shocked to their cores by the figure which was as tall as a hill. However, they were discussing as softly as they could.
After all, they could remember that ruthless scene vividly.
Rumble… The figure which was as tall as a hill charged towards Nangong Hao like a bull in a china shop and threw a punch towards him. Each step it took would send rubbles flying everywhere.
The bloody light soared once again.
However, Nangong Hao only managed to stand firm after he was forced back by 10 steps. His hair was already completely drenched by the sweat on his forehead.

Hao’er, don’t fight him with raw power, devour his Gifted Bloodline instead!
Nangong Tian shouted anxiously when he saw this.
Nangong Hao didn’t say a word, but his eyes were completely filled by the bloody light. Eight complicated blood symbols were revolving in his eyes constantly.
He obviously heard Nangong Tian. In fact, although he had lost his cool, it didn’t mean that he had thrown his fighting experience and instinct out of the window completely.
‘Devour his Gifted Bloodline?

‘Why couldn’t I do that?!

Nangong Hao kept asking himself this question in his mind. However, no one could answer his question. In reality, a new Gifted Bloodline didn’t appear in his body no matter how much he devoured. On the other hand, he was exhausting his strength rapidly.
After all, using Blood Offering Illustration’s power expended a considerable amount of his strength even though he could devour a decent amount of power in return.
However, the devoured power needed to go through a process of conversion and absorption. It couldn’t possibly become his own power right after it was devoured.
During the battle against Chi Guyan, Ping Yang, and the others, he merely returned the devoured power back. It was nothing more than a reflection of their own power.
However, fighting against Fang Zhengzhi was obviously different.
That was because Fang Zhengzhi was mostly fighting with his fists, Traceless Sword, and his speed. His fighting style was barbaric, almost unrestrained in fact.
Most importantly, Fang Zhengzhi’s moves were too fast and random.
Although Blood Offering Illustration could be used in a fight to devour Origin Energy, the cost of using it to devour the Origin Energy of punches and kicks far outweighed the return.
‘What’s going on?

‘Is it possible that the thing on his body isn’t a Gifted Bloodline?’
‘Impossible!’
‘If it isn’t a Gifted Bloodline, what could that black armor be?’
Nangong Hao felt his strength depleting rapidly, so he didn’t want the fight to continue like this. However, the reality remained that he was ‘tied up’ by Fang Zhengzhi.
There was no way out!

It seems like… Fang Zhengzhi has already figured out a way to overcome the Blood Offering Illustration!
Mu Qingfeng finally said something again when he saw Nangong Hao sweating profusely and the hill-like figure charging around wildly.

Yeah, I’m afraid that there are few people in the Holy Region who could overpower Nangong Hao without using Gifted Bloodline…
One of Heaven Dao Pavilion’s elders nodded and replied with a complicated expression.

Ok, pass my message down. After today’s competition, all Heaven Dao Pavilion’s disciples must treat Fang Zhengzhi like a sect leader!
Mu Qingfeng continued.

Treat him like a sect leader? Yes!
The elder was startled, but he quickly understood the purpose and passed Mu Qingfeng’s message down without any objections.
Meanwhile, Dao Hun was sitting on pins and needles.
After all, if Fang Zhengzhi defeated Nangong Hao and won this fight, Yin Yang Hall would be his last opponent in this competition.
Although Dao Hun was confident in Yan Xiu’s strength, nothing was 100% certain. Given Fang Zhengzhi’s current performance, Yan Xiu might not be capable of defeating him.
‘What should I do?’
Dao Hun kept glancing around anxiously.

Xiu, what do you think is the chance of you defeating Fang Zhengzhi?
Dao Xin’s voice wasn’t too loud, but Dao Hun heard her clearly.
Naturally, Dao Hun looked towards Dao Xin, who was standing beside Yan Xiu.

It’s originally less than 20%, but it should be 30% now.
Yan Xiu didn’t seem surprised by Dao Xin’s question and he replied coldly.

Why is it 30% now?
Dao Xin asked again.

One’s loss is another’s gain.
Yan Xiu replied monotonously.

Yeah.
Dao Xin nodded. She obviously knew what Yan Xiu meant. However, she didn’t mention the fact she knew very well how terrifying Fang Zhengzhi’s Origin Energy was.
‘One’s loss is another’s gain’ wasn’t wrong, but it only applied to normal people. Such logic didn’t exist for a monster like Fang Zhengzhi.
After a moment of silence, Dao Xin looked towards the altar again.
In the altar…
Fang Zhengzhi and Nangong Hao’s fight was still ongoing. However, the outcome was becoming more and more obvious. Fang Zhengzhi had clearly suppressed Nangong Hao already.

Xiu, what if I asked you to join the fight now?
Dao Xin clenched her fist as if she was making a difficult decision.

Now?
Yan Xiu’s lips moved. He glanced at the sweaty Nangong Hao, then at the hill-like Fang Zhengzhi. His expression changed rapidly before he quickly continued,
Do you want me to help Nangong Hao?


No. Nangong Nobles has openly challenged the Five Sects of the Holy Region, and Nangong Hao even possesses the Blood Offering Illustration. It doesn’t make any logical or emotional sense for us to help the Nangong Nobles. Hence, I wouldn’t do something so stupid. I want you to help Fang Zhengzhi!
Dao Xin shook her head and replied.