Invincible Martial King

As Zhang Qiang's voice fell, an imposing aura of the fourth level of Innate Martial Master appeared out of nowhere. That heavy feeling of oppression engulfed the entire audience. The spectating disciples only felt as if they suddenly sank, and even their movements became a bit stiff.    

    

"Fourth Sky of Innate Martial Master." Lu Chen narrowed his eyes. This Zhang Qiang's strength wasn't bad, no wonder he dared to provoke him again and again. Moreover, he noticed that Zhang Qiang's Martial Spirit seemed to be of an extraordinary rank.    

    

"Lu Chen, let me see what you're capable of. It's worth Junior Sister Zhao treating you differently." Zhang Qiang sneered as he took a step forward. His soul power interweaved with the Divine Flames on his body and his body circulated with great power. His fist tore through the air as it charged towards Lu Chen like a rainbow.    

    

The light of the fist was scorching hot, and it was incomparably sharp.    

    

Zhang Qiang's attack was decisive and extremely terrifying. This attack caused many disciples to tremble in fear, and the berserk energy fluctuation was something that even ordinary Innate Martial Master experts would not be able to receive head-on.    

    

"Lu Chen …"    

    

Zhao Menger's eyes revealed a hint of concern. She was quite clear about Zhang Qiang's strength. The former had already become a senior direct disciple for several years, and his combat power was incomparable to a new senior direct disciple like Lei Cheng.    

    

Facing Zhang Qiang's bold attack, Lu Chen's eyes were calm and profound. He stepped forward and clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched forward roughly and simply. Bang! Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the incoming fist light was blasted away.    

    

This scene stunned everyone's jaws.    

    

After dispersing the opponent's attack, Lu Chen spread out his five fingers. Vigorous soul power interweaved and powerful energy weaved about. He was like a recovering Fighting God as he took the initiative to charge towards Zhang Qiang.    

    

At this moment, Lu Chen's soul power was not significant, but his aura was even more astonishing. With just a wave of his hand, endless energy fluctuations flowed out. His hair flew in the air and his eyes were like lightning. He looked like a ferocious tiger that had left its cage. His skin was suffused with a faint golden luster.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

"As expected of the Body Cultivator, you're quite capable." Zhang Qiang did not think so and did not use his full strength. He did not even use one-third of his strength. It was normal for Lu Chen to be able to block his attack. If he could not even block such a small attack, Lu Chen would not be worthy to be his opponent.    

    

From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Qiang did not dare to underestimate Lu Chen. The talent that Lu Chen, a newbie who had just joined the sect, had displayed had already surpassed all the direct disciples of the First Peak, making him a truly worthy opponent for him. Now that half a year had passed, he really wanted to see how far the latter had grown, and this was also the reason why he could not wait for the opportunity to make his move.    

    

Boom!    

    

The two figures heavily collided with each other and a violent shockwave spread out. Quite a number of disciples with weaker cultivations were unable to endure this energy wave and were flipped upside down.    

    

"At the second heaven of the Martial Master realm, can he be on par with the direct disciples of the Innate Martial Master Level?"    

    

"If I'm not wrong, he's definitely that monstrous newcomer from First Peak."    

    

… ….    

    

The surrounding disciples burst into an uproar. The eyes that they looked at Lu Chen with were filled with shock and curiosity. Until now, they had already confirmed Lu Chen's identity and created a huge commotion in the sect half a year ago.    

    

Zhang Qiang was confident that his strength and cultivation level could crush Lu Chen. He started to slowly exert his strength, his soul power erupted like a volcano, and his strength increased by several times. At this moment, Lu Chen's pressure suddenly increased by a lot.    

    

Although Lu Chen's strength had increased nonstop over the past half year, the difference of one small realm between his innate Martial Master Stage and another was like the difference between the sky and the earth.    

    

"Bang, bang …"    

    

The two figures interweaved with each other like lightning, exchanging over a hundred blows in an instant. Zhang Qiang's aura was as deep as the abyss. He opened and closed with great force. Energy poured out of his body, and his punches were like the drum of the heavens, forcing Lu Chen to slowly retreat.    

    

However, no matter how fierce his attack was, Lu Chen always dealt with it in an orderly manner without showing any signs of panic.    

    

"Boss, so powerful."    

    

"That guy is a strong figure with the Innate Martial Master of the fourth level."    

    

Looking at Lu Chen's figure, Wang Hao's eyes were filled with admiration. To be able to fight against a fourth stage Innate Martial Master master like Zhang Qiang, even if he did not win, who in the entire sect would be able to find a second record like this?    

    

"Don't be so happy so early. That bastard Zhang Qiang has started to use his strength. The ability of his Innate Martial Master is not limited to just this little bit." Even though he knew that Lu Chen was extremely powerful, but the other party was after all, a senior direct disciple. The background and means they had were definitely not that simple.    

    

Bang.    

    

The two fists collided heavily, producing a dull sound. Zhang Qiang stood tall and did not move. Lu Chen was pushed back five or six steps and several footprints were left on the ground.    

    

"Use whatever means you have, otherwise you won't have the slightest chance." Zhang Qiang had a faint smile on his face. He didn't even use half of his strength.    

    

Lu Chen was expressionless and could not be bothered with him.    

    

"Good kid, you still want to hang on?" Seeing Lu Chen's appearance, Zhang Qiang sneered. His attacks became even sharper. The violent and ferocious force brought along an overwhelming force as it came crashing down.    

    

The power of this attack had increased by more than a fold. Lu Chen's eyes turned cold as he felt quite a bit of pressure. Liu Ming's figure shot out and he was ready to dodge the attack. However, Zhang Qiang merely laughed coldly and tore the air with his large hand. The Qi instantly took the shape of a huge dragon and caught up to Lu Chen.    

    

Lu Chen's pupils contracted as the soul power within his body was about to gush out.    

    

Boom!    

    

A streak of light burst forth, and the colossal dragon was split into pieces. Before anyone could react, a human figure had already cut into their battle formation.    

    

"Lu Chen, we meet again."    

    

A magnetic voice was heard. A young man smiled at Lu Chen.    

    

"Bai Qingfeng!"    

    

The young man in front of him was the strongest direct disciple of the Third Peak, the Chief Disciple Bai Qingfeng. He was the most talented in Bai Family and his strength was only slightly weaker than Lee Mubai.    

    

"You dare to attack my friends? You must have some guts!" Bai Qingfeng let out a cold snort. As if the sound was real, the sound wave struck towards Zhang Qiang.    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

Zhang Qiang felt as if his brain was hit by a sledgehammer and his face instantly turned pale. His body staggered and he almost fell to the ground.    

    

Glancing at him, Bai Qingfeng turned around and smiled at Lu Chen. "I didn't expect that the famous new disciple would be you."