Chapter 361 - 270: The Secret of the Divine Statue Cultivation Technique

Chapter 361: Chapter 270: The Secret of the Divine Statue Cultivation Technique

CRACK!

A barely perceptible crack.

An ordinary pebble shattered.

The head of the Sixth Grade archer, who was holding a giant bow, exploded, splattering white brain matter and blood through the air.

Tang Wen made a quiet mental note.

He hadn’t won so easily because his own power was crushingly superior.

It was because his opponent had been far too careless.

The man thought he was Extraordinary, so he didn’t even activate his ability or use his core Fist Technique. He just tried to sneak in for a surprise attack to take him out in one go.

But he never expected that, when it came to close-quarters combat, he was still leagues behind.

If they were both bears, then Tang Wen was at least a mammoth.

They weren’t even in the same weight class.

A direct clash of raw strength in close quarters was even more dangerous than an exchange of Fist Techniques.

Ptui!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The other giant struggled up from the ground. Tang Wen bent down and picked up the other intact warhammer. "It couldn’t have been easy to train your skills to this level. I was going to give you a chance to surrender. But..."

He glanced around at the men’s corpses strewn amongst the ruins.

Dozens of women were rolling on the ground, wailing, their lower bodies a bloody, mangled mess.

WHOOM!

The warhammer swung.

The air seemed to crack from the force.

Tang Wen’s eyes were icy. "But you... you bastards aren’t even human!"

The giant’s feet slammed apart, and he slowly but steadily thrust his hands out to meet the warhammer.

Great Power Divine Fist·Shocking Fist—Giant Spirit Heaven-Smashing!

Although he didn’t know if the terrifyingly strong youth before him was an Extraordinary or a Sixth Grade.

He didn’t dare hold back in the slightest. He threw both fists forward, veins bulging on his body as a massive phantom image materialized behind him.

Tang Wen squinted. It was a giant Ox Demon Statue!

The Ox Demon’s eyes glowed like green lanterns. As he desperately channeled his Qi Force, a faint roar seemed to shake the surroundings.

An Exotic Extraordinary Power!

’An Ox Demon Statue. No wonder he’s so blindly confident in his own strength,’ Tang Wen thought.

In a flash of insight, Tang Wen understood a great deal. It seemed their early arrival in Five Families City was largely thanks to this Extraordinary Power of his.

The giant Ox Demon Statue’s eyes flashed with green light.

Spiritual Power poured out like mercury—Ox Demon Shock!

’An Extraordinary Ability that boosts both Spiritual Power and Constitution at the same time?!’

Tang Wen was inwardly amazed.

As the green light shot toward him, the thirty-six Ancient Hieroglyphic Characters in his Sea of Consciousness surged, lighting up one by one, unable to calm down for a long time.

The massive warhammer in Tang Wen’s hands tilted slightly, losing its aim.

The giant opposite him was overjoyed!

’No matter how talented you are, you’ll fall before the Ox Demon Shock.’

The spirits of the surrounding, heavily injured Martial Artists from Five Families City plummeted.

Just a moment ago, they had seen Tang Wen unleash his might, instantly killing a Sixth Grade expert. They had been ecstatic, finally seeing a glimmer of hope.

But now that the Ox Demon Shock had been released, even though it wasn’t aimed at them...

They felt even more hopeless than Tang Wen himself!

Below the city walls, the crowd looked up.

General Zhao’s expression shifted repeatedly, while the faces of the other few Extraordinary individuals grew even more solemn.

"Quick, save him! Save Young Master Tang! That man is terrifying—not even ten Extraordinary experts would be his match! You all need to run!"

Perhaps Tang Wen’s slap had been too light, or perhaps she was affected by the Mental Shock from a distance, but Zheng Nanzhu had regained consciousness, and her words were a confused jumble.

CLANG!

The fists smashed against the warhammer.

The giant’s face darkened; the easy victory he’d anticipated didn’t happen.

’He wasn’t affected by the Intimidation?!’

’How is that possible?’

In his shock, the warhammer, carrying the force of a thunderstorm, slammed solidly into his fists.

BAM!

His Shocking Fist was suppressed. The hammer was thrown high into the air, its handle completely bent.

’Evenly matched?’

"Is that all you’ve got?" The giant’s confidence returned, and he sneered.

Tang Wen raised an eyebrow, looking completely relaxed, as if he were greeting an old friend. "Oh?"

CRACK!

He vanished and reappeared in an instant, almost inside the giant’s guard.

His fist shot upwards, connecting with a hard chin.

Tenfold Shocking Fist!

The massive body was sent flying by the punch.

The giant’s vision exploded into a paint store of multicolored stars, followed by endless darkness.

His ears were filled with a great roar, which then faded into monotonous white noise!

White noise from the depths of his mind.

The giant Ox Demon Statue slowly dissipated.

Tang Wen watched in silence. ’This Ox Demon Superpower is clearly underdeveloped.’

’Did this guy just focus on Body Refining all the time?’

’What a waste of a good thing.’

Tang Wen’s Dark Superpower, White Tiger’s Wind Superpower, and others like fire and earth, were all orthodox, common abilities.

But an ability like the Giant Demon Statue’s phantom image was more mystical and esoteric.

And therefore, much harder to defend against.

If it were developed properly, combined with a core Fist Technique, and with well-tempered Spiritual Power, its wielder could easily become a top contender among those of the same rank.

’I don’t know how this guy managed to get by.’

Footsteps sounded.

The remaining Martial Artists and Extraordinary individuals had been captured by White Tiger in one fell swoop.

Under immense mental pressure, it was unclear if they were dead or alive.

They were all thrown to the ground, joining the Sixth Grade giant.

"Young Master Tang!" The voice was complicated.

Tang Wen turned to see Zheng Nanzhu and her handmaiden.

The two of them went weak at the knees and dropped to the ground. A wide patch of snowy white was visible at Zheng Nanzhu’s collar.

"Your enemies are right in front of you. Pick one and kill them yourself. Just leave this Sixth Grade one for now; he’s still useful."

Zheng Nanzhu didn’t get up. She kowtowed forcefully, a dull THUD echoing as her smooth forehead turned red.

Tang Wen accepted her gesture of respect.

Among the corpses on the ground, he had seen the Zheng Family Patriarch. He had just avenged her father’s death.

Besides, given his current status, countless Extraordinary individuals would have begged for the opportunity to kneel and curry his favor, but they didn’t even have the chance.

"Thank you, Young Master, for avenging my father, my grandfather, and all the dead and injured of my Zheng Family! This humble girl has no way to repay you. From now on, I am willing to follow you and serve you."

"Get up. You can follow me, but think it over carefully. Once you’re with me, there’s no turning back."