Invincible Martial King

"The momentum is actually even stronger than my Mighty Dragon Elephant Fist Technique." Zhuo Yifan was surprised, but he quickly calmed down. He tensed up every muscle in his body and rushed towards Lu Chen like a fierce tiger that had just left its cage.    

Sensing his intentions, Lu Chen also turned into a ray of light.    

Boom!    

In the air, the two streaks of light collided heavily like a comet colliding with the moon, erupting into an energy wave that was like a violent storm.    

Bang.    

"Bang, bang …"    

Wu Tie's hair was in a mess and his body was emitting light. Golden soul power transformed into a cluster of divine flames. He was like a golden Fighting God. With each punch, he was as sharp and tyrannical as an eagle soaring through the sky.    

Zhuo Yifan's body was strong. His entire body was wrapped in purplish-gold armor and he was like a piece of purple steel. He was strong and violent. The energy fluctuations from every strike shook the entire space.    

The two of them had exchanged more than a thousand moves in an instant, and the two sides had even resorted to a variety of methods. Every clash was unusually sharp, and even if it were a battle in which an ordinary Ninth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master practitioner was drawn into, they could still be heavily injured in an instant!    

In this battle, even though Lu Chen was holding back, under the premise of Fourth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master, he erupted with the most ferocious and fierce attack, and the attack power of the Peerless Monarch Fist was even more terrifying, to the point where even half of Zhuo Yifan's indestructible armor was shattered.    

Of course, the other party's counterattack was also terrifying, causing quite a few wounds to appear on Lu Chen's body. However, relying on Chaos Body's abnormal self-healing ability, Lu Chen did not have any effect.    

The more Lu Chen fought, the more brave he became, like a giant beast smelling the scent of blood, and Zhuo Yifan was the same. The two of them fought until they almost went crazy, filling the sky and the ground with afterimages.    

"Bam!"    

After another clash, the two of them separated at top speed. Under such a high intensity battle, the energy consumption was huge, even someone as strong as Lu Chen would feel his limbs go numb, and a large portion of his soul power was lost, and this was with the constant replenishment of the Peerless Martial Spirit. It was obvious, from this, how great a burden this high intensity battle would have on the warriors.    

Zhuo Yifan was only a Superior Grade Martial Spirit. Although his cultivation was higher than Lu Chen's by a few small realms, his soul power had already reached the peak of twenty to thirty percent.    

"I didn't expect that you'd be strong to this extent and force me into such a situation."    

"Talent freshman, I, Zhuo Yifan, acknowledge you."    

Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Next up is my last strike. Use all of your skills in the end, otherwise, if you can't block it, you might even lose your life."    

"Are you going to reveal your trump card?" Hearing this, Lu Chen's gaze turned cold, and he did not dare to underestimate him. Even though the opponent was only a middle stage Ninth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master practitioner, his true combat strength was definitely comparable to a practitioner at the peak of the Ninth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master. The destructive power of the attack that could make him so serious in warning must be unimaginably strong.    

"Dragon Elephant Strike."    

Zhuo Yifan roared. The shadow of the dragon elephant above his head suddenly became more solid, as if it had been revived completely. It emitted a terrifying power that could swallow the sun, moon, and mountains.    

"Roar!"    

The thunderous roar shook the world. That dragon elephant shadow absorbed all of Zhuo Yifan's remaining soul power and became more and more solid. Then, it took a step forward and charged towards Wu Tie.    

The dragon and elephant phantoms were extremely terrifying. They rushed over as if they were rotten weeds. Wherever they passed, the earth would split open and the vegetation would be reduced to smithereens!    

"Monarch Fist Second Style!"    

Lu Chen slightly raised his eyelids and his eyes suddenly became sharp. Soul power erupted like a volcano as it gathered on his arm, causing his entire right arm to become crystal clear. One could even see the blood vessels and veins through his skin.    

The shadow of the mighty and domineering Emperor, which was above Lu Chen's head, swelled up in an instant. It was as if it wanted to squeeze the entire sky and the earth and explode!    

"Kill!"    

Lu Chen punched out and turned into a golden Milky Way waterfall. It pierced through the entire sky and with a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, it collided heavily with the incoming dragon and elephant.    

"Boom!"    

The two completely different energies violently collided. After which, they began to repeatedly consume each other. They merely paused for a moment before they were completely annihilated by an explosive sound!    

"Hu!"    

Suddenly, like a bird of prey, Lu Chen swooped down and appeared in front of Zhuo Yifan.    

"What!" Zhuo Yifan turned pale with fright. He wanted to fight back with all he had, but all the soul power in his body was exhausted. Under Wu Tie's thunderous punch, the strong and impenetrable armor on his body was shattered with a loud bang.    

"The victor has been decided."    

Lu Chen's fingers were like daggers as they pressed against Zhuo Yifan's throat. As long as the opponent dared to resist in the slightest, he could easily take Zhuo Yifan's life with just a thought.    

"I …"    

"I lost."    

Zhuo Yifan was stunned as he felt the ice-cold aura coming from his throat. Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face. He didn't expect that he would actually lose to Lu Chen, to the hands of this evildoer freshman.    

Previously, when Lu Chen defeated Yuwen Wu, he was disdainful of the news, but he didn't expect that in less than a month, he would become Yuwen Wu's defeated opponent.    

"Let go of my big brother."    

Han Biao reacted and was about to charge forward, but with just a glance from Lu Chen, the latter's entire body turned ice-cold, as if he was being stared at by a terrifying giant beast. That kind of feeling made one's heart palpitate.    

"What Fist Arts did you use just now?" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but ask in a deep voice as Lu Chen's terrifying punch echoed in his mind.    

"Imperial Fist."    

Lu Chen thought for a while and agreed.    

"Imperial Fist?"    

"I am quite familiar with the Martial Arts Hall and the martial arts collection in the palace. However, I have never heard of such a martial art. Could it be that this is an absolute art passed down in your family?"    

Zhuo Yifan revealed a suspicious look and couldn't help but ask.    

"No."    

"I started my own martial arts."    

Lu Chen shook his head and said directly.    

"You created this martial art?"    

"Could it be that you have created your own Arts Of Martial Tao?" Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan turned pale with fright. He looked at Lu Chen as if he had seen a ghost.    

"That's right."    

"As I thought, it looks like it wasn't a waste that I lost." Seeing Lu Chen nod, Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and shook his head with a wry smile.    

He naturally clearly understood what it meant to create a Arts Of Martial Tao!    

Even though Zhuo Yifan himself was honored as a genius, after becoming a practitioner of Ninth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master, he once tried to create his own Arts Of Martial Tao. In the end, because he did not have any clues, he just gave up on it and started studying hard, without even the slightest bit of progress. It was very clear that the difficulty was several times greater than breaking through the great cultivation realm.