Chapter 93 - 83: Even 100 Moves Would Be Tough

Chapter 93: Chapter 83: Even 100 Moves Would Be Tough

Time passed amidst the rapid development of the Five Elements Sect.

With its current reputation, Valentine could no longer obstruct the Five Elements Sect’s paperwork.

Zhou Hao commissioned a sponsor and easily got several of the Five Elements Sect’s Qi and Blood-replenishing medicines through the approval process. He has already started building a factory for production, and sales are expected to begin by June at the latest.

The efficiency was astonishingly fast.

At the same time, the endorsements for the Five Elements Sect were also ready.

Chen Anhe and Fu Tian were both pulled in, and Zhang Ji also contributed a photo of himself with his arms crossed, looking cool.

The brand originally wanted Zhang Ji to show off more of his martial prowess and shoot a promotional video.

But when Zhang Ji saw their setup, he realized it would be a hassle for several days and immediately refused.

Although the brand would pay a little less this way, it was more than enough for Zhang Ji.

April 28th.

Zhang Ji finished his practice and stood up, feeling very satisfied with his progress during this period.

His Iron Body Skill had five crystals and four essences, and his True Qi Nourishing Spirit Skill had four crystals and six essences.

Although it wasn’t as fast as exclusively cultivating the "Five Elements True Skill" to obtain crystals, Zhang Ji felt that, overall, his strength had increased even more.

His physical defenses had become much stronger. Zhang Ji believed that if he were to face Falin again, he could take the man’s attacks head-on without dodging. If he were to experience being bombarded by missiles again, he wouldn’t suffer a broken leg or be so severely disfigured. At most, he would sustain minor injuries.

At the same time, his Spirit had greatly enhanced his self-Control. When exerting force, he could integrate his power more easily. His Control over his Yuan Qi became increasingly exquisite, strengthening the skills of the Profound Heart Stream. This made it easier for him to gain experience when practicing the Wind God Kick, and its power was greater when executed.

Zhang Ji felt that if he could really cultivate ten crystals of the True Qi Nourishing Spirit Skill and merge them into one (Excellent) crystal, he might truly be able to touch the threshold of Spiritualization.

As long as he could achieve a "Spirit Strike," it would be an absolute qualitative transformation.

Among those of the same rank, as long as he didn’t run into a freak of nature like a "Saint King Level genius," Zhang Ji dared to call himself invincible.

With his current physical attributes, if he unleashed a Spirit Strike, the shockwave from the attack alone would be enough to level a skyscraper.

Besides his own growth, the Five Elements Sect had also acquired some things based on the information Zhang Ji provided.

A jade marrow that refines one’s foundation, an earthworm-like exotic insect that slightly increases affinity with Zhen Di Sect combat techniques, and bamboo shoots that enhance the Spirit.

There was also a D-class Exotic Beast, which was C-class in Zhang Ji’s memory. It had evidently been promoted later on.

This Exotic Beast itself wasn’t important; it had already been killed and eaten.

What it guarded was what truly mattered.

In a wild mountain hollow over a thousand kilometers from Lanz, there grew a small shrub with red leaves that reached an adult’s chest height. This shrub was covered in thumb-sized white berries called Yan Fruits.

The function of the Yan Fruit was to enhance Qi and Blood and strengthen one’s constitution.

Of course, the attribute enhancement wasn’t significant.

This was especially true for players.

But the sheer quantity made up for it.

There were over one thousand two hundred and seventy of these shrubs here.

And there were also many saplings.

Zhou Hao made some arrangements and bought that piece of land.

Roman Country supported land privatization. As long as you were willing to pay, buying a barren mountain in the old forests under the pretext of farming was generally quite easy.

Zhou Hao immediately organized a team to harvest the ripe fruits. He also arranged for several reputable researchers to study them, intending to scale up production through grafting experiments and the like.

They would most likely build a branch base or something similar there later.

This was the foundation of a Sect.

Beyond that, there was a lot of information that couldn’t be verified. Zhang Ji guessed it was because the "version" was different, and some changes had occurred later.

After all, in the "Spatio-Temporal Disorder" version, even the terrain had changed somewhat.

Some other information was difficult to verify because it was too far from Roman Country, located in deep mountains and old forests. Just sending someone to check, without even considering the expense of using a helicopter, would take ten to fifteen days.

But Zhang Ji wasn’t in a hurry. His strength was steadily increasing, so he could take his time.

....

At the Lanz airport, Falin stepped off the plane. Looking at the warm sunlight outside, his mood brightened considerably.

Basking in the sunlight, he began to look up the location of the Five Elements Gate Club.

He was already fantasizing about his future after obtaining the Divine Blood.

In the sea, Zhang Ji could use the water to escape. Within the city, there was absolutely no way for Zhang Ji to run.

Moreover, he would not be careless this time. He wouldn’t try to capture him as intact as possible. He would use his full strength from the start, break Zhang Ji’s arms and legs, and completely rob him of his ability to move.

Hailing a self-driving taxi at the airport, Falin closed his eyes to rest.

In less than half an hour, he had arrived outside the Five Elements Gate Club.

The current Five Elements Gate Club was still under renovation.

The original senior sports center had been almost completely demolished. The surrounding area was also being rebuilt with many new facilities. Large construction vehicles and drones operated here day and night without stopping.

Fortunately, it required almost no manual labor, as AI was handling all the construction, so the speed was fast.

The initial phase of the renovation was expected to be completed by the end of June at the latest.

Falin stepped out of the taxi, glanced at the surroundings, but didn’t pay them much mind.

Then, he walked straight to the current front desk of the Five Elements Sect.

"Sir, how may I help you?" the receptionist asked.

"I’m looking for Zhang Ji, the owner of your club. I have a business proposal to discuss," Falin said.

"Do you have an appointment, sir?" the receptionist asked.

Falin frowned and said, "It’s a big deal. Just tell your boss."

"But we have a policy here. If you don’t have an appointment..." the receptionist said.

"BANG~!"

"CRASH~!"

Falin slammed his palm onto the front desk, shattering most of it with a single strike.

Amidst the splintering wood, Falin said to the receptionist, "Notify your boss."

The receptionist was a recently hired ordinary person. Faced with such a situation, her legs went weak with fear. Left with no choice, she directly dialed Zhang Ji’s number.

.....

On the rooftop, Zhang Ji was currently sunbathing, his entire body trembling rhythmically. Suddenly, a disciple of the Five Elements Sect walked over.

It was the assistant Zhou Hao had arranged for him, named Bai Xiaoxiao.

He was currently twenty-three years old and a professional Sixth Rank, which all things considered made him a minor genius.

Bai Xiaoxiao pointed at his phone, his expression a hard-to-read mix of emotions.

It seemed to be a mix of absurdity and confusion.

"What’s going on?" Zhang Ji asked.

"It looks like someone is here to challenge the Sect? He smashed the front desk and is asking for you by name. A few disciples tried to stop him and were injured..." Bai Xiaoxiao said hesitantly.

This whole thing was indeed absurd.

Zhang Ji was the champion of the World Martial Arts Association’s Spring Tournament. His performance was there for all to see.

Anyone who knew how strong he was would probably not be so irrational.

’Is he chasing fame at the cost of his life?’

"Let me see the security footage," Zhang Ji said.

Bai Xiaoxiao operated his phone and showed the situation to Zhang Ji.

In the reception hall was the shattered front desk, surrounded by fallen Five Elements Sect disciples. Some had broken arms, others broken legs. Although the man hadn’t killed them, his methods were ruthless.

And in the center of the security footage, a muscular, bald man who looked to be around thirty years old stood there, waiting quietly.

Zhang Ji recognized him immediately.

’Falin?’

’I thought he’d given up.’

’To think he’d chase me all the way here!’

’This is the perfect chance to settle the score between us for good.’

Seeing that Shen Han had already reached the stairwell, Zhang Ji immediately said, "Tell the disciples to hold back. I’ll go handle it right now."

"Understood," Bai Xiaoxiao said, immediately notifying the relevant personnel.

.....

Falin looked at the group of Five Elements Sect disciples surrounding him—wary, yet not daring to step forward—and sneered in contempt.

It wasn’t that he was merciful; it was that these mortals didn’t even have the right to die by his hand.

In ancient times, a being like him was called a Demigod.

A subordinate deity who directly served the gods.

He disdained to slaughter these mortals.

Spattering their blood and sending their mangled flesh flying would truly dirty his hands.

It was just like how a human could swat an insect dead with one slap, but under normal circumstances, would have no desire to do so.

Suddenly, the crowd of Five Elements Sect disciples stirred and parted, clearing a path.

Then, Falin saw a figure.

It was the very person he had long wanted to capture.

"He’s here!!" Falin said, a smirk playing on his lips.

"BOOM~!!"

In an instant, Falin erupted with his full power, pushing his speed to the absolute limit. The air itself seemed to crackle.

He was going to break the man’s arms and legs in a single moment, giving Zhang Ji no chance to escape.

However, the Zhang Ji in Falin’s eyes merely curled his lips into a smirk.

Zhang Ji’s muscles trembled all over his body, and a low hum emerged.

The floor beneath Zhang Ji’s feet instantly shattered, forming a crater, and then Zhang Ji lunged forward with a Tiger palm strike.

"WHUM~M! BANG, BOOM~!"

Palm met palm, instantly unleashing a violent shockwave of air. The surrounding atmosphere tore apart, and the Five Elements Sect disciples close to the two were directly thrown off their feet.

Falin, who bore the brunt of the attack, was sent flying out of the reception hall by Zhang Ji’s single strike. His body crashed through a wall and into the greenbelt outside. His feet carved long furrows in the ground as he landed, and he only came to a stop more than two hundred meters away from Zhang Ji.

"How is this possible?"

Falin felt the slight numbness spreading through his arm, his expression one of disbelief.

’Is it the Divine Blood?’

’Does the Divine Blood have such a powerful effect?’

’How could such a change in strength happen in such a short time?’

Before he could think further, Zhang Ji had already rushed out of the reception hall. Yuan Qi enveloped his body. With a light tap of his foot, his figure shot forward dozens of meters in an instant, his speed also breaking the sound barrier.

This was a burst of speed. It couldn’t compare to B+ class martial artists who could move at supersonic speeds normally. Zhang Ji could only maintain this speed for a little over ten minutes at most.

As he neared Falin, Zhang Ji threw a punch.

Yuan Qi surged around his fist as he thrust it forward.

"BOOM~!"

Falin met it with a punch of his own.

The air exploded, and a ring of dust billowed out.

In that instant, the ground shattered. A ring-shaped crater appeared, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out. Falin’s feet sank deep into the earth.

But with a slight exertion of force, he broke free and once again exchanged a punch with Zhang Ji.

"CRACK~! RUMBLE~!"

The shockwave spread. Falin was knocked back again, his body flying several dozen meters. He crashed through a building that was being demolished, smashing through a wall of cement and brick, and failed to stabilize himself, tumbling a great distance after hitting the ground.

"So this is your level? To think I thought we could go for at least a few hundred rounds. Looking at you now, I doubt you’ll even last a hundred!"

Amidst the dust and smoke, Zhang Ji’s voice and figure gradually drew closer, and Falin’s mindset began to shift ever so slightly.