The Ultimate Divine Class

Sun Zhengli's gaze lingered on Master Liudao Yuan for a moment, then immediately shifted to another person.

"Lu Yuan!"

A brief, low shout sounded beside him.

Sun Zhengli glanced to his side and saw Sun Zhihua, his face filled with apprehension, tightly covering his mouth.

At this moment, the two saw that the handsome young man had already walked to the center of the field. He stood before Master Liudao Yuan and the group from the Heart Refinement Sect, casually chatting with them.

As Sun Zhengli listened, the expression on his face turned strange.

He turned his head to Sun Zhihua and said, "After this, your father and I won't stop you from making friends with this brat from the Crane Sect. What strength does he really have? Daring to come to the Heart Refinement Sect to cause trouble? Even if he doesn't die tonight, he'll be crippled..."

Although Sun Zhihua was also shocked by the handsome young man's actions, a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

From what I understand about Brother Lu Yuan, he shouldn't do things without being reasonably certain...

As Sun Zhihua muttered this to himself, he raised his head to find Sun Zhengli's face growing dark and menacing. Remembering his uncle's previous scoldings, he quickly shut his mouth, looking as timid as a quail.

Angry, Sun Zhengli poked his forehead and scolded, "I think your brain is broken too..."

As he was scolding, he suddenly heard the intense sounds of fists and feet colliding from below.

The two instinctively looked towards the sound.

Once they saw the situation in the field, Sun Zhihua's jaw dropped, and he stood rooted to the spot in utter shock.

As for Sun Zhengli... he looked as if someone had hacked at his neck. He wheezed heavily, standing silently for a long moment, unable to utter a single word.

"Liudao Yuan, you dare to come back? Wasn't the beating this afternoon enough for you? Are you asking for death?!"

Inside the grounds of the enormous villa, a red-faced, energetic old man who looked to be in his fifties was staring daggers at Master Liudao Yuan, his voice cold.

Beside the old man stood a younger man in his thirties. He had short hair and a lean, powerful build. With arms crossed, he radiated an air of calm and potent self-assurance. He didn't say much, just casually looked at Lu Yuan and Master Liudao Yuan, his chin slightly raised, a look of indifference and disdain in his eyes.

"Planning to let your disciple make a move? My disciple, Xue Guangyao, reached True Intention at the age of thirty and possesses the potential of a Grandmaster. Are the worthless True Disciples of your Crane Sect even qualified to challenge him?" the Heart Refinement Sect Leader scoffed, continuously spouting trash talk.

However, neither Master Liudao Yuan nor Lu Yuan reacted to his words.

They continued their own conversation.

"Shall I make a move then?"

"Go ahead. This old fogey talks too much. I should have smashed his mouth in years ago..." Master Liudao Yuan replied, his expression grim.

"Alright."

Lu Yuan nodded, then calmly walked towards the incessantly chattering old man and the composed young man.

"He really dares to come forward? Heh—"

The Heart Refinement Sect Leader sneered. Pointing at the approaching Lu Yuan, he said to the young man beside him, "Just cripple him. Let this fellow know that the gap between people can sometimes be even bigger than that between humans and pigs."

After speaking, he took two steps back, watching with a cold smirk.

The young man didn't say anything, merely grunted in acknowledgment, his gaze fixed on Lu Yuan. Arms still crossed, he watched with interest as Lu Yuan drew closer.

Lu Yuan, his face serene, seemed to maintain his pace, yet he moved faster and faster.

When he was a certain distance away, he suddenly murmured, "Penglai..."

"Lofty!"

As the last word left his lips, he launched himself into the air, lifting his leg in a simple, almost casual kick forward.

The young man in the path of his attack saw it coming. A corner of his mouth twitched, as if in a smile. He then casually extended one hand, reaching to grab Lu Yuan's incoming leg.

However...

The whip kick, which had seemed slow, suddenly expanded in size. A radiant golden glow enveloped it. Its aura also changed abruptly. The original agility and ethereal nature of the Leg Skill vanished instantly. It was replaced by... a sense of power as if a heavenly pillar were collapsing, as if mountains were grinding everything in their path.

RUMBLE!

This kick even tore through the air with the violent sound of wind and thunder, accompanied by visible trails of white energy. All of this happened in less than a thousandth of a second.

The monumental shift in power drained the color from the young man's face!

The single hand he'd extended to block was instantly joined by the other. A powerful, white Light of Vigor erupted from his body. Following that, a phantasmal, formless True Intention that distorted the air around it materialized.

"Heart Ape Form!" he roared, thrusting both hands forward.

The ape-like True Intention above his head mimicked the gesture, pushing straight towards the terrifyingly powerful leg.

Then...

BANG!

BANG!

Two deafening explosions ripped through the air.

The white Vigor on the young man's hands and body, and the invisible True Intention above his head, shattered one after the other.

Then, his hands and arms emitted a series of sickening CRUNCHES that would make one's teeth ache. His shattered arms were slammed against his chest. His chest promptly caved in with a sickening CRACK. Finally, his entire body... With a thunderous BOOM, as if hit head-on by a massive truck barreling at 180 mph, he was launched backward like a cannonball. It was unclear where he landed, but a series of muffled thuds echoed out.

WHOOSH.

Lu Yuan retracted his leg and landed lightly on the ground. He looked as relaxed and at ease as if he had just finished a warm-up exercise.

Silence!

The surroundings were deathly still.

The Heart Refinement Sect Leader, who had been sneering from the sidelines, froze. His expression was petrified, his mouth agape. He stood motionless, as if he'd been clubbed hard on the head, his mind buzzing uncontrollably.

The other Heart Refinement Sect disciples, who had been waiting to enjoy the show, all wore expressions of terror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Lu Yuan turned to Master Liudao Yuan and asked, "Master, how was my True Skill strike?"

Master Liudao Yuan, seated in his wheelchair, looked as if he might float away at any moment. Every pore in his body seemed to exude pure satisfaction and exhilaration. He roared with laughter, his two mechanical prosthetics slamming against the armrests of the wheelchair with such force that they clattered loudly and even bent the metal rods.

"Lacking, very lacking... You haven't even mastered a tenth of the essence of the Crane Sect's True Skill."

Is that so...

Lu Yuan muttered quietly, then his hand shot out to grab the Heart Refinement Sect Leader, who was standing nearby.

Lu Yuan's fingers spread wide. A strong, golden glow circulated between them. Layer upon layer of air was pierced and torn apart. The terrifying force of his palm and fingers pressed down on the Heart Refinement Sect Leader like the legendary 'Five Finger Mountain' descending from the heavens.

The latter, as if jolted from a dream, showed an expression of utter horror and terror on his old face. With a low growl, his body flashed with dazzling white light, and a True Intention aura, identical in origin to the young man's, suddenly flared out.

Then...

BANG!

Lu Yuan's grasp directly caved in his entire chest. It exploded in a shower of blood, and the Sect Leader was sent flying, smashing into the villa's exterior wall with a thunderous BOOM.

"Then how about this Mistakenly Picked Immortal Orchid move?" Lu Yuan retracted his hand, casually flicked off the blood from his fingertips, and turned to ask Master Liudao Yuan.

Master Liudao Yuan's face was practically splitting with laughter, yet he still taunted, "Terrible! Absolutely terrible! You haven't learned a single bit of my skills..."

"Master, don't rush." Lu Yuan spread his hands, his gaze sweeping naturally over the remaining Heart Refinement Sect members. "I still have other moves I haven't demonstrated..."

The next moment, his figure vanished, instantly plunging into the crowd.

...

"Uh..."

Sun Zhengli and Sun Zhihua remained standing still, their mouths agape, for quite a while, until the fight in the courtyard ended.

The slender and handsome young man walked out of the villa, pushing an elder who was half-reclined in a wheelchair. A look of deep satisfaction was on the elder's face. As they walked, the two men conversed.

"How did you end up feuding with them in the first place?"

"Forgotten. Who remembers things from decades ago?"

"Think about it. If you were in the wrong, I can go back later and apologize for you."

"Apologize? My ass! In the Martial Arts Circle, strength has always determined right and wrong, not who is actually right. Don't you understand that?"

"Sigh... How many more are there?"

"About ten or so, I think."

"Then we'd better hurry..."

Their conversation was casual, like that between a junior and a senior out for a stroll, rambling from one topic to another.

Before they knew it, they had reached Sun Zhengli and Sun Zhihua.

SCREECH.

The wheelchair stopped.

The handsome young man and the elder in the wheelchair both turned their gazes towards the two onlookers.

Sun Zhihua gulped, swallowing hard, then stuttered, "Bro... Brother Lu Yuan."

"Mm."

The handsome young man nodded at Sun Zhihua with a smile. Sun Zhihua let out a huge sigh of relief, as if he'd instantly come back to life.

Immediately, the pressure switched to Sun Zhengli. His muscles tensed, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He tried desperately to speak, but not a single word came out.

Fortunately, the young man merely glanced at him before pushing the wheelchair away.

Only then did Sun Zhengli let out a great sigh of relief, like a drowning man finally crawling ashore.

But before he could relax for more than a moment, he heard the faint voices of the departing pair carried by the night wind.

"A friend of yours?"

"One of them is, I suppose."

"Mm, that kid's not bad. As for the other one, don't bother making friends with him. He looks like a good-for-nothing..."

"How can you talk about people like that behind their backs... Next time, remember to say it to their face."

"You little rascal..."

Recalling his own earlier rebukes to Sun Zhihua, Sun Zhengli's old face instantly turned bright red. However, this fleeting embarrassment was quickly overwhelmed by a torrent of shock, horror, and disbelief.

Sun Zhengli looked at the devastated villa grounds, then at the two figures quickly fading into the street lights and the darkness of the night. His head was buzzing.

One thought churned wildly in his mind:

A disciple of the Crane Sect... a disciple of Poison Hand Crane Demon, the former Sect Master of the Heaven Water Crane Sect, had defeated Xue Guangyao—the super prodigy of the Heart Refinement Sect and one of the South Twin Stars—and even the Heart Refinement Sect Leader himself! And it was a crushing, instant defeat each time! ?! Am I dreaming?