Chapter 146: Those who oppose me shall die!
Both kicked off the ground and, propelled by the rebound force, launched themselves high into the air, hurtling toward Chen Xian to deliver the fatal blow.
Crack! Crack!
The marble beneath the feet of Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi shattered into fine powder, a testament to the sheer brutality of their force.
Seeing this, the members of the Fang family could not help but feel a wave of deep anxiety for Chen Xian.
The heads of the Wu and Ke families were terrifyingly powerful, practically inhuman.
Even the bravest warrior would struggle against overwhelming odds!
Like a pair of human-shaped fierce birds, leveraging the rebound from the earth, the two soared continuously through the air for over two hundred meters, radiating a monstrous might.
The violent gales whipped up by their flight caused the garments of the onlookers below to flutter wildly and their cheeks to sting as if swept by a fierce hurricane. Dust billowed, and fallen leaves danced in the surrounding trees.
Madly channeling their true qi from their dantians, the two men had their arms swell, veins bulging like green serpents and pulsing with wild, explosive power. Resembling the Hulk from a Hollywood blockbuster, one clenched an iron fist while the other formed a palm blade, striking toward Chen Xian.
Though Fang Jing, standing beside Chen Xian, knew of his formidable strength, she still could not shake her worry for him.
"Just a couple of bedbugs, they can't do anything to me. Step aside for a moment!" Chen Xian's lips curved into a smile of peerless confidence as he spoke to his girlfriend.
Before Fang Jing could even reply, she felt a gentle yet irresistible force wrap around her body, carrying her smoothly to the side of her father, Fang Daimo.
Hearing Chen Xian's words as they closed in for the kill, Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi felt their fury blaze even higher, their anger threatening to burst their hearts.
That young man actually dared to refer to the esteemed half-step grandmaster heads of the Wu and Ke families as mere bedbugs?!
"Die!"
"I'll make you regret ever coming into this world!"
Boom, boom, boom!
Roaring with rage, Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi reached Chen Xian in an instant, their iron fists and palm blades raining down upon him like a violent tempest.
Countless overlapping images of fists and palms instantly formed around Chen Xian, dense and overwhelming, swallowing his figure completely.
Seeing this, the members of the Wu and Ke families wore cruel, mocking smiles.
"Hmph, that young man actually dared to speak insolently to the family heads. He's courting his own death!"
"My Wu family head's ultimate technique, the Mountain-Splitting Fist, is difficult for even ordinary half-step grandmasters to withstand. That boy is dead for sure."
"My Ke family head's ultimate technique, the Rushing Thunder Palm, is equally unmatched in its dominance. It can cleave a boulder into fragments; that boy is bound to be torn limb from limb!"
Utterly confident in their respective family heads, the members of the Wu and Ke camps believed Chen Xian's doom was certain.
Meanwhile, the Fang family members gripped their hearts with dread, watching Chen Xian swallowed by the sea of fists and palms.
If Chen Xian failed and was slain, their Fang family would truly be finished.
The attacks of Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi grew faster and increasingly fierce.
Amidst the storm of blows, Chen Xian stood completely unmoving, the corners of his mouth upturned in a defiant smile.
Glancing around his body, he watched as numerous red vortexes slowly spun, absorbing the offensive energy of the two half-step grandmasters. The smile on his lips deepened.
Closing his eyes, Chen Xian extended the feelers of his divine sense inward toward the mysterious transcendent divine tree within his mind.
wisps of red energy were infusing themselves into the tree, and its trunk was visibly solidifying at a rate discernible to the naked eye...
Still, Chen Xian felt it was far too slow. Even with the two half-step grandmasters joining forces, the energy of their attacks was far too inferior compared to that of a true grandmaster.
The difference between the two was as vast as clouds and mud, or rather, the distance between heaven and earth.
"It seems condensing the ninth divine fruit won't be easy after all. I still need to spar more with grandmaster-level powerhouses!" Chen Xian sighed inwardly.
With that, he opened his eyes, gazed through the dense blur of fists and palms at the two half-step grandmasters, and said indifferently, "You two bedbugs, your attacks are far too weak. It doesn't even tickle! If you have any stronger tricks left, you better use them right now, or you won't get another chance!"
As these words fell, an uproar erupted through the crowd.
"Holy shit, judging by that kid's tone, he seems completely unharmed!"
"In—inconceivable! Could it be that he is an existence surpassing the half-step grandmaster realm?"
"Th—that means this young man is most likely a grandmaster-level powerhouse?!"
Stunned beyond measure, the Fang family members began chattering excitedly. Their previous anxiety vanished completely, replaced by a surge of hot-blooded anticipation.
However, the faces of the Wu and Ke family members darkened unpleasantly.
They had fully expected Chen Xian to be dead by now.
As for the traitors like Fang Daihe and other members of the Fang family who had surrendered to the Wu and Ke alliances, their complexions turned even more ghastly.
Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi, the primary assailants, exchanged glances and saw profound shock and monstrous rage reflected in each other's eyes.
"Unleash our ultimate martial arts technique!" the two said in unison.
As the words left their lips, Wu Dingtian's hands began to trace mysterious trajectories in the air, and Ke Xueyi did the same. The aura surrounding both men seemed to soar drastically...
Yet, before absolute power, all resistance is ultimately futile.
A few minutes later, the two half-step grandmasters exhausted every ounce of true qi in their dantians and damaged their physical bodies to execute their proudest ultimate martial arts techniques.
However, the final outcome had already been sealed the moment Chen Xian decided to intervene in the affairs of the Fang family.
Having spent all their strength, the two family heads grew as pale as paper, their arms trembling like stalks of chaff as they watched the shadows of fists and palms rapidly fade away.
Soon, the fists and palm blades dissipated entirely, and the flat-topped young man's figure reappeared in everyone's line of sight.
Standing like an immemorial mountain, unshakeable and imbued with an overwhelming, domineering aura that looked down upon the entire world.
Chen Xian was completely unscathed. His eyelashes fluttered as he opened his eyes, brilliant divine light flashing within his pupils. He looked toward the ashen-faced Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi, and with a faint curve of his lips, he declared: "Those who defy me, die!"
His words sounded like a cold wind blowing from an ancient frozen plain, chilling souls to the bone, resembling the final verdict of the Grim Reaper: when the reaper demands your life, you must surrender it, and no one possesses the power to resist!
Before he even finished speaking, Chen Xian made no visible motion to attack.
Yet, fresh, crimson blood poured simultaneously from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of both Wu Dingtian and Ke Xueyi, the light of life rapidly extinguishing in their eyes.
"You... you are a... legal-martial grandmaster!" Wu Dingtian gasped in the throes of death, his face twisted with horror as he mustered his very last ounce of strength to utter those words.
With a heavy thud, he collapsed to the ground, utterly lifeless.
Ke Xueyi, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, lacked even the breath to voice his final words before plunging into death.
Silence descended upon the scene—a dead, absolute silence broken only by the rhythmic sound of breathing.
Every gaze focused entirely on that towering figure, the onlookers frozen in dumbstruck awe.
Sweeping a cold glance over the members of the Wu and Ke families, Chen Xian said indifferently, "If you wish to live, drop to your knees and surrender to me. If you wish to die, then resist!"