Zheng Ya's smugness angered Lao Yuan, who challenged him to a duel, saying irritably, "You brat, you've taken such a big advantage of me. I think you need to be taught a lesson for your arrogant attitude."
"Oh ho, you want to spar with me?" Zheng Ya rubbed his hands together eagerly, really wanting to find someone to practice with and test his strength.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't know his own strength.
Old Yuan laughed in anger and strode towards the outer edge of the back mountain of the planting base where more than 600 people worked: "Come with me, I won't be satisfied until I beat you up today."
"What are you afraid of? Let's go." Zheng Ya took a few steps and followed after him, which attracted the attention of the soldiers working in the distance. Everyone was shocked and speechless. Wasn't that too fast?
A single step can cover tens of meters, like a flash of light, disappearing in an instant.
Is this the power of a martial arts master?
Just as the soldiers were shocked to witness the two men's swift escape, they arrived at an uninhabited area in the mountains three kilometers away, where they confronted each other amidst a pile of rocks.
Only a few shrubs grow in this pile of rocks.
It belongs to the weathering of Dongshan, where the mountain peak collapsed and rolled down, forming a rocky area with sparse vegetation.
The two men faced each other from north to south, each building up their own momentum.
Old Yuan resided in the north, his entire body emanating a corrosive inner force from his robes, causing the rocks beneath his feet to creak and corrode.
Even the bushes within ten meters of him were rapidly withered by his internal energy.
Compared to Zheng Ya, who exudes a gentle and effortless spiritual power, seemingly controlling the air in a small world, his breath causing it to vibrate and tremble, presenting two completely different existences—one still and one in motion.
Old Yuan only wanted to test his strength, not to fight him to the death. He slowly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and said, "Be careful with my Muchen Divine Skill and God-Slaying Fist?"
"Come on, let me experience the power of a martial arts grandmaster. Bajiquan, shall we fight?" Zheng Ya flipped his palm, gathered his strength, clenched his fist, and followed Old Yuan in throwing a punch forward: "Whoosh!"
The two unleashed a burst of fist energy in succession.
A fist formed from internal and spiritual energy tore through space and hurtled forward, leaving a trail of burning air in its wake.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar like that of tigers and leopards, they flashed forward and collided: "Boom!"
The two fist-forces collided and exploded, creating a powerful gust of wind that swept across the area and formed a shockwave that burst outwards.
Strangely, Zheng Ya's supernatural spiritual energy fist aura shattered Lao Yuan's corrosive fist aura, collapsing inward and destroying it before attacking Lao Yuan.
Old Yuan, astonished, unleashed a second punch, barely managing to deflect Zheng Ya's casual blow. He swallowed hard and exclaimed, "This is impossible!"
"Old Yuan, how was my punch?" Zheng Ya asked sincerely this time, without any hint of smugness, wanting to know the extent of his strength.
Zheng Ya has never had a standard to measure his own strength or someone to test his skills against.
If we catch Old Yuan testing his skills, then we won't hold back.
Old Yuan murmured in astonishment, "This is unbelievable! You actually unleashed the power of 300,000 jin?"
It is important to know that when a Grandmaster unleashes a punch with a force of 100,000 jin, it signifies the early stage of a Grandmaster's strength.
A Grandmaster with the strength of a mid-stage Grandmaster, possessing 600,000 jin of gold.
Nine hundred thousand jin is equivalent to the peak strength of a Grandmaster.
A strength exceeding one million jin of force in a punch is the realm of shattering the void.
"You only used a casual punch to unleash the power of an early-stage Grandmaster. It seems your strength is no less than that of a mid-stage Grandmaster. You are truly a formidable young man!"
"Uh, is that so?" Zheng Ya seemed thoughtful, not telling him that he had been holding back, and that it shouldn't be difficult for him to exert a force of a million jin when he went all out.
All things considered, the Martial Arts Shattering the Void Realm is nothing compared to the level of superpowers!
Of course, Zheng Ya understood that his strength lay in the combined characteristics of his three superpowers; a single superpower would not have given him such power.
Among them, the time-related ability grants the fist technique the indestructible characteristic.
Spatial abilities grant the fist technique its greatest destructive power.
The planning ability grants the fist technique an invincible guiding force of will.
When combined, they form a mixed-property fist aura, which easily destroys Old Yuan's corrosive fist aura.
Old Yuan had no choice but to agree, shaking his head with a wry smile and sighing, "Ah, I'm getting old!"
"Now it's your turn, the young people's turn!"
"Haha, so you mean I can completely crush you, Grandmaster!"
"Hmm, that's a good idea. We can renege on the debt, you don't mind, right?" Zheng Ya started to get smug.
Might makes right, and if you disagree, you'll get beaten up!
Old Yuan laughed in exasperation: "You brat, you really intend to renege on your debt?"
"What else?"
"Why don't you tell me some news about the Muchen Pearl and its gold foil? Don't worry, I'm just asking out of curiosity; I don't mean to steal it." Zheng Ya was genuinely curious about the whereabouts of the Muchen Pearl.
Unfortunately, Old Yuan's planning skills were not enough to discover the location of the Muchen Pearl.
However, based on Lao Yuan's practice of the Muchen Pearl near the Muchen Pearl, he knew that the Muchen Pearl was located in a place filled with red light and black mist, and that was all.
I know nothing about any further information.
Old Yuan rolled his eyes: "You brat, don't even think about it."
The existence of the Muchen Pearl and the gold foil represents what we guardians desperately protect and our duty to uphold.
"Of course, if you join our guardian team, I'll tell you..."
"Stop, you can go now, I'm going home." Zheng Ya turned and left. What a joke, being the guardian of the Muchen Pearl? Foolish!
It's just a broken bead.
That might be the core of a fallen planet, which, after burning through spacetime, ended up on this planet and possesses a certain degree of radiation.
Nature contains a special kind of energy.
It would be strange if the core of a planet didn't have any energy.
Old Yuan laughed in exasperation and quickly chased after him: "You brat, don't try to renege on your debt. Pay up!"
"Look at your petty attitude! It's just some spiritual herbs, take it!" Zheng Ya waved his hand behind him without turning his head, took out more than thirty hundred-year-old spiritual herbs from his supernatural space, and threw them out like trash.
Old Yuan was so shocked that he trembled all over. There were so many spiritual herbs. He hurriedly reached out to catch them, and then broke out in a cold sweat and complained, "You brat, are you wasting spiritual herbs?"
No, that's not right, where did you get that elixir from...?
"Old Yuan, where is the Muchen Pearl?" Zheng Ya stopped, turned around, and asked. Didn't he know that he shouldn't ask such a question?
Old Yuan choked. Yes, this kid hadn't even pressed him about the whereabouts of the Muchen Pearl, so why should he ask about his secret? "Ahem, I was too nosy. I won't ask anymore!"
"Well, if you want to remember my favor, capture more enemies for me to kill. They'll be useful. It's such a small thing, you won't refuse, will you?" Zheng Ya started recruiting!
Free labor is free, so why not take advantage of it!
Old Yuan said irritably, "Are you treating me like a slave to be controlled?"
"You said it yourself, I didn't force you, it's settled..."
"You're digging up weeds, you have no sportsmanship..."
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