Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
Zhou Bao punched the bronze mirror and was then sent flying to the void dozens of miles away. However, he jumped toward that mirror again with no intention of dodging it after standing firmly on the ground.
The Extreme Realm of Force and Vacuum-crushing Skill required such an indomitable spirit and aggressive momentum. The power to smash everything in front of oneself with one’s own strength was required as well.
“Bang!!”
As the second punch struck the mirror, Zhou Bao did not step back much. Nevertheless, Hei Chou’s face turned pale and he continually stepped back along with his mirror. There was also a look of surprise in his eyes.
How could this be? The Divine Wizard Mirror in his hand was a Middle-grade Taihao Fairy Weapon. It had many wonderful uses and was not used as a shield. However, in the face of the current situation, he simply had no other choice.
He had heard how powerful Zhou Bao was and was also aware that his punching skill was excellent. He even knew that Zhou Bao possessed a terrifying fist intent from a Genuine Immortal from the Divine Wind Palace. But never had he thought that Zhou Bao’s fist would be so horrifying.
The Divine Wizard Mirror was his protective treasure. Generally speaking, it was able to absorb and bounce back every kind of attack. When he had encountered powerful enemies before, as long as he took out this mirror, it could almost always block off the first round of attacks and was also able to bounce their attacks back. That meant he was almost invincible. After his enemies discovered the wonderful uses of this mirror, they would normally not attack again; instead, they would think of other means.
However, Zhou Bao was unusual because he continually attacked again and again.
Punches fell like raindrops, with each one of them being incredibly powerful. Moreover, Zhou Bao did not seem to care about the power that was bounced back by the mirror.
The mirror had the power to rebound almost every attack, but these attacks were mainly Divine Sense attacks and energy attacks.
However, when faced with physical attacks, this power would decline. After all, the most it could do was simulate the physical form of the attack with a powerful energy. Thus, its attacking force would decline by at least 50% compared to its original attack. If the weapon of the other person involved was also a fairy weapon, its attacking force would be 30% of the original attack at most.
Instead of using the fairy weapon, Zhou Bao used his fists to attack continuously.
This limited the rebounding power of the Divine Wizard Mirror. For Zhou Bao’s current body, the remaining 20% of the attacking force was useless and could not threaten him at all. On the contrary, it stimulated his ferocity.
“Bang, bang, bang…!”
As a series of impacts resounded out, Hei Chou’s face completely turned pale. The radiance of the mirror in front of him grew dim and then finally disappeared.
“Crack, crack—!”
At last, after being attacked by Zhou Bao’s Critical Hit, the mirror finally split into two and was sent flying far away.
“Pfft!!!”
Meanwhile, Hei Chou’s mind was badly hit. He spat out a mouthful of black blood with a strange luster and his body twisted violently.
“Hmm… Self-universe? Break!” As Zhou Bao saw that waves of ripples had been stirred up in the space around Hei Chou as he twisted, a disdainful smiled crept over the corners of his mouth.
What a damn Great Ancient Demon!
His fists moved extremely fast, as if they were meteors that never stopped in the void. He was able to execute countless punches in an instant without giving Hei Chou any chance to breathe. The mirror was a Middle-grade Taihao Fairy Weapon. Apart from being able to act as a shield and to rebound force, it had many other wonderful uses. However, Zhou Bao disrupted Hei Chou’s rhythm with quick punches. Therefore, there was no opportunity for him to utilize the other functions of the mirror. After his mirror was sent flying, Zhou Bao did not stop attacking him, sending one punch after another.
This was real hand-to-hand combat!
Although Hei Chou had a cultivation at the Immortal Realm and his strength was unmeasurable, moreover, he was a Great Ancient Demon with a strong body, only God knew how many years had passed since he had encountered anything like this. The opponents who fought him using purely hand-to-hand combat were very rare even in antiquity times. After that, such kind of thing had never happened. That meant he had not fought anyone like this for 81,000 years. Now, however, he joined Zhou Bao’s fighting rhythm by accident. Under Zhou Bao’s tempestuous attacks, he had no other choice but to brace himself and fight Zhou Bao with his bare hands.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”
Zhou Bao moved and appeared in front of Hei Chou. Step by step, he made his steps mysterious in the void, and one punch after the other, he attacked Hei Chou fiercely. However, his punches failed to hit Hei Chou and he completely fell into his Self-universe.
Every blow was extremely close to Hei Chou. But instead of hitting him, they all hit in his Self-universe.
It looked as if Zhou Bao was flogging a dead horse, but Hei Chou was unable to speak of his bitter suffering.
His Self-universe could not resist Zhou Bao’s attacks at all.
Zhou Bao’s first punch shattered a large area of spacetime and destroyed his Self-universe. He was now busy repairing it. How could he have the time and opportunity to fight back?
However, he still underestimated Zhou Bao’s punching force. Zhou Bao had integrated a giant star in his fist intent, so every blow of his was equivalent to the power of a giant star. Besides, the most terrible thing was that his fist intent, which imitated the universe, had concentrated on his fists. Thus, the fluctuations caused by each punch seemed to be a huge Universe Void that repressed Hei Chou’s Self-universe.
The Dharma of his Self-universe simply could not bear the heavy load and it started to collapse.
“Impossible, it’s impossible. He’s merely a Human Immortal, a guy who has just stepped into the Human Immortal Realm. How can he have such terrifying strength? He even nearly smashed my Self-universe!”
After several breaths, Zhou Bao still did not stop punching Hei Chou. By now, Hei Chou felt really frightened and realized that the crazy boy in front of him was really going to kill him with his fists.
“Goddamned, damn it! If I were given two seconds… no… a split second, just a split second, I can definitely kill him. F*ck, what the hell is this power and what kind of punching skill is it? The punches never cease and I cannot get away from them!”
Facing Zhou Bao’s punches dropping like meteors, Hei Chou retreated continuously and cursed in his heart. He was no longer the handsome man with an easy grace from before.
“Boom!!!”
At last, after Zhou Bao had moved 81 steps, he executed a Critical Hit once again!
“Rumble!!!!”
Hei Chou’s Self-universe was shattered.
“No—!”
Hei Chou uttered a shrill scream. His neat hair hung loose and his eyes went red. He stared at Zhou Bao maliciously and watched the fist growing bigger in front of him.
“Zhou Bao, you will be dead soon. I will kill you and everyone you know. I will kill all the creatures in the Heaven Realm World. I’m going to kill you!!!” Hei Chou roared crazily and a strange shadow appeared behind him. “Sharp Saber Dharma King, come out!!”
“Boom!!”
Zhou Bao could only feel his fist being caught when he was about to hit Hei Chou, as if he had hit a thick wall. His entire fist became numb due to the impact. Compared with the power rebounded by the Divine Wizard Mirror a moment ago, this was much stronger.
The Sharp Saber Dharma King!!
Zhou Bao did not know what it was. He retreated more than a dozen miles and then was able to make out the strange giant shadow in front of him. It was similar to the mystical Buddha statue of Esoteric Buddhism in his previous life. It had a wild-eyed face, three heads, and eight arms, with each of them holding an odd weapon. What stunned Zhou Bao the most was that these weapons were all fairy weapons. They emanated a strong air of celestial majesty that made Zhou Bao unable to keep from frowning.
However, Hei Chou was not paying the least attention to whether Zhou Bao was frowning or not. “Sharp Saber Dharma King, kill him!”
At this point, Zhou Bao saw the scene clearly. A purple-gold alms bowl appeared in Hei Chou’s hands, and he had no idea when it got there. It looked like the bowl that Tang Sanzang used to beg for food in a television series named A Journey to the West . However, it was much more powerful than that.
“A Heavenly Fairy Weapon!” Eyeing this alms bowl, Zhou Bao was stunned with shock, but then immediately recognized what it was. It had to be a Heavenly Fairy Weapon, and the Sharp Saber Dharma King had to be its device spirit.
“Boy, you are sure to die miserably today. I’m going to refine your soul and make you watch me kill everyone that you know one by one!”
Hei Chou detested Zhou Bao. Since his birth, he had never suffered any big loss like this!
Not only had the Divine Wizard Mirror, which had been given to him by the Old Demon of Black Mountain to protect himself, become badly damaged, but his Self-universe had been shattered by Zhou Bao as well. His pneuma was injured severely and was almost impossible to recover it without tens of thousands of years’ practice. Even if it did recover, there might be some hidden dangers. For him, a guy who sought to enter the Earthly Immortal Realm, it only meant that it would be much more difficult for his goal to come true. His hope of success was very slim from the beginning. Now, however, he was badly injured by Zhou Bao and this almost certainly meant that he had no chance to step into the Earthly Immortal Realm in this lifetime. He surely would bitterly resent Zhou Bao.
In his almost-hysterical roar, the Sharp Saber Dharma King attacked Zhou Bao crazily. The alms bowl hung over Hei Chou’s head and sent out rays of golden light. Every nine rays of light were condensed into a talisman, and every talisman gathered on the wizard weapons held by the Sharp Saber Dharma King.
The Sharp Saber Dharma King stretched out its eight arms and they crisscrossed in the void, drawing various mystic arcs to envelop Zhou Bao in them.
“A Heavenly Fairy Weapon, hmm!”
Zhou Bao snorted and waved his hands, where two green hammers appeared. Then he said, “I’d like to see whose weapon is more powerful. Is it your Heavenly Fairy Weapon or my hammers?”
While speaking, he wielded his hammers toward the Sharp Saber Dharma King without hesitation.
