Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 206 - 122: The Mad Commandery Prince! True Martial Great Emperor Who Left a Deep Impression on Fan Wu! (A 10,000-word Mega - , Please Subscribe)_1

Chapter 206: Chapter 122: The Mad Commandery Prince! True Martial Great Emperor Who Left a Deep Impression on Fan Wu! (A 10,000-word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)_1

"Audacious villain! How dare you... How dare you... Eh?" The guy, who had been lying on the ground unconscious, spoke his first words with an angry face as he opened his eyes.

But before he could finish his sentence, he was completely stunned, frozen in place.

Then, as if by conditioned reflex, he sprang up into a sitting position.

His face was a mixture of astonishment and confusion.

He turned his head to look at the morning sun about to peek over the distant mountains and then at the dawn breaking through the darkness in the east.

He was in a dazed state.

"Is it dawn?!" Although he was a bit mad, he still could distinguish night from day; in certain situations, he was relatively normal.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have thought about compensating others with silver after hurting them in a fit of madness.

And then he noticed.

His waist token seemed to have fallen off.

He casually picked it up and stuffed the shiny, golden token back into his chest, then reached up to rub his splitting headache. Suddenly, he froze and exclaimed in shock, "Why is there a slight indentation on the top of my skull?!"

Touching the slightly dented spot, he winced and sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

It seemed like the bone was fractured.

Good gracious!

This was his head, after all!

If that indentation had been the slightest bit deeper.

He would be gone!

The events of last night flashed through his mind like a slideshow, the one memory that stood out most was the chopping hand strike!

That chop was powerful and heavy.

It was ludicrously fast.

It was as if a swordsman, deeply immersed in the art of swordplay for many years, had unleashed a sudden, concentrated attack with a drawn sword.

It caught him completely off guard.

He couldn’t even dodge!

And then...

"And then I passed out?!" After realizing what had transpired, he suddenly stood up, his face filled with shock as he muttered to himself, "How did he do it?!"

"Even though... my cultivation is no longer what it used to be, within this Nanjun Prefecture, there are no more than ten people who could defeat me in a single strike, aside from the deities in the temples and the Taoist Temple," he continued.

"And I know all ten of those people! So, who the devil was the one who knocked me out?!"

"I don’t recognize him!!"

After coming to his senses, he looked towards the guest room where Fan Wu was staying, his face showing a hint of eagerness to try his luck.

"Moo~" But a sudden bellow of an ox.

Snapped him back to reality.

He turned his head to look at the Old Blue Ox beside him and muttered in surprise, "That’s a robust ox, it would make an exquisite delicacy if used for a beef hotpot, wouldn’t it?"

"Indeed... if eaten, it could give one the taste of a day trip to the gates of the underworld," a voice suddenly chimed in from nearby, startling him unexpectedly.

When he turned his head,

He saw that the door to the guest room had been opened, and a figure so imposingly burly that it would shock anyone stood firm as a tower.

Though Fan Wu was clothed, obscuring a detailed view of every muscle on his body,

His massive trapezius muscles alone conveyed just how exaggerated every muscle on Fan Wu’s body must be.

This guy, what on earth does he eat—this was the first thought of the man standing before Fan Wu when he saw him.

He hadn’t seen clearly the night before, and he’d been in a frenzy.

So he hadn’t paid much attention to Fan Wu’s physique.

He hadn’t paid much attention to Fan Wu’s face either.

But now he took a good look.

And he was startled!

His status in the Great Zhou Dynasty was somewhat special, and he had seen many military braves. Some soldiers, no lesser than cultivators, could even use their Evil Qi to wield blood-soaked spears and fight to the death with Demons and Devils!

However,

He had never seen a being quite like Fan Wu, the overly natural ferocity, the uniquely inherent evil aura, the pressure that had such a profound effect on others...

They didn’t seem to be honed from amongst thousands of troops, but rather seemed to have been nurtured through solo killing sprees!

That’s even more inconceivable!

Without stepping into those battlefields of ten thousand or even a hundred thousand men, to cultivate such ferocity in one’s Evil Qi.

How many must he have killed?

A few dozen?

A few hundred?

Over a thousand?

Ten thousand?

It’s unimaginable!

It’s too terrifying to contemplate!

"I can overlook what you did last night," he said slowly, looking up at Fan Wu. "You’re the only one I’ve seen who dares to speak such blasphemous words against the gods in the temple." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

He narrowed his eyes and continued, "You’re even more arrogant and disrespectful than I am. How did you come to possess such strength?"

The curiosity in his eyes was utterly unmasked.

Fan Wu looked at him and casually replied, "Didn’t I inform you last night while we fought?"

"Hm?" He was taken aback, and then appeared to recall something, frowning, "Are you saying that those nonsensical words are the foundation of your strength?"

He thought Fan Wu was spouting nonsense again, talking about tempering muscles and bones, which was preposterous.

Humans are not Demons and Devils; the human body has known limits.