Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1279 - 183: Clash of Title Level Second Grade Great Grandmasters!

Chapter 1279: Chapter 183: Clash of Title Level Second Grade Great Grandmasters!

Zhi Xuan Mountain.

The five peaks stand together, high in the middle and low on both sides.

The Middle Finger Peak is the main peak, with two peaks on each side as secondary peaks.

Among the five peaks, they are connected only by simple iron chain bridges, with pavilions and towers seemingly haphazardly located atop the peaks.

Usually, Zhi Xuan Mountain is harmoniously peaceful.

As the top sect power of the Five Mountains Prefecture, the disciples of Zhi Xuan Mountain can leisurely practice their martial arts, debate their understanding of Martial Arts theories, and share insights.

But today.

Under the scorching sun, a faint tension pervades the five peaks.

At this moment, at the foot of Middle Finger Peak.

"Feng Zhen, Zhong Yue, you two have some nerve!" Zheng Changfeng glared angrily.

Behind Zheng Changfeng, figures descended from the sky.

Each of these figures carried an aura as vast as mountains and seas, incredibly profound.

The aura exuded by each was at the level of a Grandmaster.

Seeing these figures descend, Zhong Yue felt a sudden apprehension.

The current Zhi Xuan Mountain, even without the intervention of that Title Level Grandmaster, could easily suppress them.

Due to such imbalance of power, the Inspection Office, which had been established over a year ago, had not accomplished any significant feats and dared not provoke Zhi Xuan Mountain.

He also knew that the Master of Zhi Xuan Mountain was surely watching him now.

And yet, there was no response from the Marquis behind him.

At this moment.

Feng Zhen, the Deputy Mansion Master, stepped forward voluntarily.

As the Deputy Mansion Master of the Five Mountains Inspection Mansion, Feng Zhen was also a top-ranked Grandmaster.

Compared to Zhong Yue, his strength was far superior, surpassing by a whole level.

"Zheng Changfeng, let your Mountain Master come out! You’re not qualified to speak in my presence!"

As Feng Zhen stepped forward, an oppressive force rushed forward like mountains and seas.

In an instant.

Dust arose from the ground, robes billowed, and a strong wind emerged out of nowhere.

At this moment, Zheng Changfeng’s expression changed, and his stance wavered slightly.

He thought of his junior brother; if Fang Yu were here, he would not endure such humiliation.

"Feng Zhen, you’re too presumptuous!" A voice resounded from above.

As the sound waves spread, airwaves radiated downward.

Zhong Yue immediately looked up.

Only to see a shadow hurtling downward rapidly.

Boom——

The next moment.

The silhouette landed heavily on the ground.

The earth trembled instantly, earth waves surged, and a gust of wind swept up, raising dust and sand.

Facing this scene, Feng Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unchanged, his body unmoved.

The winds that rushed toward him dissipated three feet from his body.

But more than half of the Inspection Office members behind him retreated.

Some retreated half a step, some a step, some three steps...

"Fang Daoquan!" Feng Zhen uttered the name calmly.

"Am I qualified?" The man who had landed took another step forward.

With this step, an invisible pressure spread instantly.

At this moment.

Feng Zhen’s expression changed slightly.

"Mental pressure!!" His expression became very grave.

"Vice Mansion Master Feng, am I qualified?" Fang Daoquan spoke again, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

Faced with Fang Daoquan at this moment, he could no longer utter his earlier words.

The mental pressure formed a real suppression on him, indicating that it wouldn’t be long before Fang Daoquan entered the ranks of the Second Grade Grandmasters.

By then, Zhi Xuan Mountain would become a powerful force with two Second Grade Grandmasters.

And the current Fang Daoquan, being just a step away from a Second Grade Grandmaster, made it impossible for him to say the same words.

At this moment.

A sudden exclamation arose from the crowd.

"Look over there!!"

Everyone followed the voice and looked.

They immediately saw two figures appear at the horizon, tearing through the sky, creating white clouds and a distinct trail.

The presence was impressive, yet no sound could be heard.

Seeing the figures at the edge of the sky, Fang Daoquan’s eyes narrowed.

He knew that this phenomenon occurred only when breaking the sound barrier.

Those possessing such speed were generally Second Grade Grandmasters.

Even if they weren’t, they were exceptionally skilled Grandmasters in movement technique.

"Two of them?" he murmured to himself, thoughts flashing through his mind: "Besides that Marquis, who else could it be?"

At the same time.

Seeing the figure on the horizon, Feng Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.

Because the Marquis had arrived, he no longer needed to bear this heavy responsibility.

Elsewhere.

Jiang Ning glanced around and saw only the Inspection Office members at the foot of Middle Finger Mountain, and only the personnel of the Five Mountains Inspection Mansion.

"Marquis, where is the Fengming Army?" he couldn’t help but ask.

"In groups of three, merging into the mountain forests!" the Purple Robe Marquis replied.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning immediately understood.

It was clear that, in the Purple Robe Marquis’s arrangement, the Fengming Army’s task was to form a vast net around Zhi Xuan Mountain, hunting down the scattered and fleeing disciples of Zhi Xuan Mountain.

Except for Heavenly Persons and above who could walk on air, other Martial Artists, no matter how strong, still needed to travel on foot.

And with the Fengming Army merged into the forest in groups of three, it was a hidden threat, with intentions very clear.

This also demonstrated the Purple Robe Marquis’s confidence.

In an instant, he expanded his Divine Thought, covering over twenty miles, and instantly discovered the Fengming Army hidden in the forest.

Each was hidden well in groups of three.

If not for his powerful Divine Thought, it would have been hard for an ordinary Martial Artist to discover them with mere sight and observation.

In a moment, he scanned the area.

Then his gaze fell below the Middle Finger, upon Zhong Yue and the others.