Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 301: Burst (I)

"Watch out!"

"Brother Zhao, be careful!"

"This is bad!"

At the instant Wang Chen transformed, Li Mengxi and the others beneath the arena could not help but cry out in alarm. Even Elder Yang, who was usually calm and composed, revealed an expression as if his eyes were about to split. If such a rare piece of uncut jade were to die here at the hands of remnants of the Yama Palace, he would regret it for a very long time.

Fortunately, Wang Chen did not succeed. Seeing that Lin Zheyu was unharmed, Elder Yang let out a breath of relief while not slowing down in the slightest. The betting area was not far from the arena, and with Elder Yang's speed, he could arrive in an instant. However, combat could change in countless ways, especially for martial artists of Wang Chen and Lin Zheyu's level. A moment of delay was enough for many unforeseen turns to occur.

"Hehe..."

Seeing Lin Zheyu escape from his grasp, Wang Chen was briefly surprised, but soon, an excited and ferocious grin spread across his face.

This kid is a rare genius martial artist. A genius is good!

Right after thinking this, Wang Chen underwent another change as threads of chilling aura slowly seeped out from him. To Lin Zheyu, it appeared to be black and sinister Yin energy. Within this dark and malevolent energy, there also flowed scorching blood qi energy like molten magma.

The two powerful energies entwined together, each containing the other to form a new and bizarre energy. The instant he sensed this sudden change, Lin Zheyu's expression changed drastically. He had originally thought that Wang Chen was merely a powerful martial artist who had cultivated a special technique, his strength abnormal but still manageable. However, after this energy erupted, he clearly understood how serious the situation truly was.

Bang!

The hard bluestone floor of the arena shattered under Wang Chen's overwhelming power.

"Die!"

Wang Chen's hoarse and ferocious voice rang out as he instantly appeared behind Lin Zheyu.

A terrifying sense of danger surged over Lin Zheyu. Without the slightest hesitation, he activated the Boiling Blood Secret Art that he had not used for a long time, causing the blood qi within his body to boil. Threads of golden blood qi were born. The moment they appeared, Lin Zheyu instantly infused the golden blood qi into his legs, and his already astonishing speed skyrocketed in an instant.

However, it was already too late. Wisps of black smoke rose from Wang Chen's massive fist, and within that smoke surged strands of scorching red blood qi energy. Wang Chen's terrifying punch crashed down, striking Lin Zheyu in the back and blasting him straight away. Lin Zheyu then slammed heavily into the ground, creating a huge crater beneath the arena.

Fortunately, his sudden burst just now had carried him some distance away, allowing the immense inertia to dissipate much of the force. Otherwise, that strike would have taken half his life.

With this brief delay, Elder Yang finally caught up, followed by the loud noise of intense fighting. Lin Zheyu, with blood covering his face, struggled to roll over as the surging energy unleashed by the Boiling Blood Secret Art repaired the shattered bones in his back.

I almost died...

Without sparing another thought, he pulled out a handful of medicinal pills from his robe, tossed them into his mouth, and hurriedly used Origin Force to recover.

Use 1 unit of Origin Force to cultivate the Barbaric Ox Fist.

Among the many techniques he had, Lin Zheyu chose the one that consumed the least amount of mental energy. In an instant, vast mysterious energy surged forth, guiding the energy of the medicinal pills he had swallowed to rapidly repair his body and physique. Within a few breaths, Lin Zheyu's pale face turned ruddy, and cracking sounds rang out from his broken bones along his spine as they instantly returned to normal.

"Young Master Zhao, are you all right?"

The first to rush over was Li Mengqi, being the strongest among the Li Family group.

Lin Zheyu opened his eyes, which were filled with exhaustion. Even though his body had been restored with Origin Force, he had activated the Boiling Blood Secret Art at a critical moment just now, burning his essence, qi, and spirit. His mind was currently overdrawn. Fortunately, after condensing two kinds of martial true intent, his mental resilience and strength had increased greatly. This slight mental exhaustion was not a major problem for him.

"I am fine. I just suffered some injuries."

Lin Zheyu opened his eyes and fully circulated the Tortoise Breath True Technique, concealing the aura within his body and putting on a weak appearance. He quickly took out an Origin Stabilizing Pill that could restore mental energy from his robe. After swallowing it, a cool sensation spread through his mind.

"Move quickly. That person is a yao martial artist, and his strength is terrifying. We should leave here first," Li Mengxi rushed over and said anxiously. He dashed forward and, together with Li Mengqi, supported Lin Zheyu as they hurriedly rushed out of the square.

In the arena, a black-red figure and a pale-blue figure were locked in fierce combat, producing terrifying collision sounds. The pale-blue figure was Elder Yang, with light-blue energy surging up to envelop his entire body. Lin Zheyu glanced at their battle but had no time to marvel, following Li Mengxi and the others out of the square first.

This was a battle between peak Force Transformation realm martial artists. Even the aftershocks from their fight could cause severe injuries with the slightest contact. Earlier, because the man named Wang Chen had underestimated Lin Zheyu and had not gone all out, Lin Zheyu was able to survive. Otherwise, whether he would still be alive would have been uncertain.

Boom!

A terrifying roar echoed above the arena. Black-red energy surged from Wang Chen's body, enveloping him completely, as his fearsome physique expanded once again, swelling to a height of three meters. He looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Hmph. Remnants of the Yama Palace still dare to come out and cause trouble? You should stay here since you have shown yourself," Elder Yang said coldly.

"Hehe. Old man, I am not a remnant of the Yama Palace. I belong to the Yao Heavenly Palace. Do you really think you can keep me here with just this bit of strength?" Wang Chen jeered with a sinister grin.

His figure abruptly vanished from where he stood, leaving behind a massive crater from the impact of his speed. The black-red figure shot out explosively, charging toward Lin Zheyu's direction. The moment Wang Chen moved, Elder Yang moved as well.

Bang! Boom, boom, boom!

Explosions rang out one after another. Massive energy detonated, turning the air into shockwaves that came in successive waves. The entire square descended into chaos as the fierce battle stirred up powerful gales, sending sand and stones flying everywhere. The martial artists in the square scattered and fled the moment they realized the situation was dire. In the vast square, only Elder Yang and Wang Chen remained.

"Pei Yuchun, this is the martial artist you hired? Damn it! This level of strength rivals the peak of the Force Transformation realm. How could you possibly hire a yao martial artist of this caliber? You did not completely defect to them, did you?" Tang Weizhong said in a lowered voice as he and Pei Yuchun rushed out of the square.

He was both shocked and afraid. Earlier, he had been puzzled as to why that remnant of the Yama Palace would be willing to risk his life to act. It turned out that the other party's strength was terrifying to such a degree.

"It seems Tang Zhentao did not tell you anything. Do not ask now. Pretend nothing happened and leave. What happened today has nothing to do with us," Pei Yuchun said calmly.

Hearing Pei Yuchun's words, Tang Weizhong was utterly shocked. Not only was the Pei Family connected to yao martial artists, but even the Tang Family was involved. He forcibly suppressed the urge to investigate further, blended into the crowd, and quickly left the square.

After advancing to the Force Transformation realm and achieving true strength, a martial artist's power would undergo earthshaking changes.

With strands of true strength condensed, a martial artist could easily slaughter the vast majority of Marrow Refining realm martial artists. This alone showed how powerful true strength was. Battles between Force Transformation realm martial artists were not something Marrow Refining realm martial artists like them could interfere with.

Even if Pei Yuchun had begun to advance and transform toward the Force Transformation realm, the same applied. He still had a long road ahead before he could twist all the force and energy in his body into one, merge it with true intent, and completely transform it into true strength.

After leaving the square, Lin Zheyu and the others slowed down. They looked back toward the square with grave expressions, sensing the terrifying energy fluctuations coming from within.

So this is a Force Transformation realm martial artist? What terrifying, destructive power.

Lin Zheyu clicked his tongue as he watched the two figures collide. Each massive surge of energy made him feel an intense sense of danger.

From the moment Wang Chen suddenly erupted and transformed to when Lin Zheyu rushed out of the square, the entire process took only a dozen seconds. The immense battle fluctuations also drew the attention of the experts within Wuji Manor. Lin Zheyu saw several rays of light in different colors soar into the air from various locations, rushing toward the square at astonishing speed.

Boom, boom! 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Wang Chen smashed Elder Yang down from the sky with a single punch, blasting a crater over two meters deep into the square. However, he seemed completely unharmed, bursting out of the crater with a thunderous sound as pale-blue true strength surged over his body and gathered on his hand.

Damn it, we agreed to move together. Where did those bastards go? And why is the boss still not making a move? If he does not act soon, I will run, Wang Chen cursed inwardly.

Boom.

His fist slammed out and collided with Elder Yang's palm. Using the immense rebound force, Wang Chen spun around and charged toward the outside of Wuji Manor. If it were only Elder Yang, he was confident he could slowly wear him down. However, the several powerful auras coming from afar made him wary. If he were surrounded, he would be finished sooner or later.

"Where do you think you are going?" Elder Yang shouted and struck out with another palm toward Wang Chen's back.

Suddenly, an abrupt change occurred. An extremely powerful aura surged from outside Wuji Manor, followed by several sinister and powerful auras erupting from various parts of Wuji Manor.

"They're finally making a move! Haha! Old man, prepare to die."

Sensing his companions acting, Wang Chen abandoned his escape and turned with a ferocious grin as he charged back at Elder Yang.