Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 280 - 176: Reaching the Pinnacle, Deciding the Strongest!_2

Chapter 280: Chapter 176: Reaching the Pinnacle, Deciding the Strongest!_2

Zhou Yuanchen’s lips grew increasingly cracked, and the blood in his body flowed like a rushing river, roaring and crashing.

The abundant life force blossomed from the flesh like strands of radiant light!

His legs felt as heavy as if filled with lead, the muscle groups throughout his body stretched to the extreme, already nearing the limit.

"I must stop. If the vitality of my flesh and blood cannot be replenished and I continue to climb, the risk of being assimilated will increase."

Zhou Yuanchen stopped, sat in a lotus position, and began to circulate the "Ten Directions Frost Demon Path."

This S-class martial art was most remarkable in that it reduced emotional fluctuations during practice.

Moreover, entering the "State of No Thought," the speed of thought and combat awareness multiplied tenfold!

"My two implants, one is the ’Blowing Throat,’ and the other is the ’Ice Soul Skin.’ The former is used to strengthen the throat, to emit the ’Frozen Demon Roar’; the latter makes training easier, transforming the Nether Cold Qi stream without being frostbitten, preventing necrosis."

Zhou Yuanchen’s mind became increasingly active as his emotions and distractions were cut off, the roaring and shouting in his ears like thunder receded.

With each breath, two thumb-sized white serpents of cold air swirled around his nose, and with the Nether Cold Qi streaming through his bones, a mist like shattered ice rose around him. freewebnøvel_com

Crack, crack, the space resounded with the sound of freezing and shattering, like boots stepping on snow.

Zhou Yuanchen silently practiced for over ten minutes, recovering about eighty percent of his depleted stamina and vitality.

"Climb, stop, rest, practice, maintain this rhythm, and by early tomorrow morning, I should reach the ’peak’ at the nine hundred and ninety-ninth level."

He slowly stood up, only to see a figure striding towards him with a massive and turbulent aura surging like a rolling ocean.

"Ji Yuqi?"

Zhou Yuanchen squinted his eyes.

"My name is Gromax!"

Ji Yuqi’s eyes were filled with a rusty green light, his voice hoarse like the grating of metal, sharp and piercing.

He stepped up the stairs step by step, his gaze fixed on Zhou Yuanchen, the massive shadow of an elephant-headed man condensing silently within the billowing black mist of his powerful aura.

"Your will is too weak. Your rating has dropped, you’re only fit to be an opponent at the ten billion level."

Zhou Yuanchen shook his head, surprised that Ji Yuqi, a top student at Qiguang Heng University, was the first to be assimilated.

"Gromax! Earth’s Burial!"

Ji Yuqi’s flesh wriggled like squeezed metal, tearing through his bulletproof vest and anti-stabbing suit, revealing an exaggerated form chiseled from black rock, with veins bulging like patterns densely packed on his body, outlining rugged mountain-like lines.

With some kind of demonic power augmenting him, Ji Yuqi’s life force spiked like a rocket, instantly reaching the threshold of ninety-nine points.

He raised his hand and slowly clenched his fist.

Boom!

The bronze steps, carved by countless laborers, were instantly torn apart, plowing a deep furrow.

Ji Yuqi seemed propelled by a cannonball, the air slightly twisting as his fist appeared before Zhou Yuanchen’s chest in an instant!

A terrifying impact force erupted, and domineering, scorching brilliance surged like a long-dormant volcano exploding!

Thud!

Zhou Yuanchen circulated the "Ten Directions Frost Demon Path," directly entering the State of No Thought, instantly enhancing his thought speed and combat awareness, his hand suddenly flared open, perfectly deflecting Ji Yuqi’s sudden attack.

His body shook, his powerful physique forcibly withstanding Ji Yuqi’s punch.

The Nether Cold Qi transformed from his vigorous life force clung tightly to Ji Yuqi’s arm like a parasite!

Crack, crack, the latter’s muscles were instantly covered with icy frost, reducing the vitality of his flesh and blood to a near frozen state.

"Ten Directions Frost Demon Path!"

Rusty green light flickered in Ji Yuqi’s eyes as he grinned and said:

"Can you withstand my "Thunderous Divine Thunder Flame"!"

The elephant-headed figure behind him suddenly stomped, raising its trunk to the sky, pouring violent force into every vein, swelling them several times over, as if they would burst, throbbing wildly.

The muscles of his paralyzed arm twisted like writhing dragons and serpents, instantly dissipating the cold.

Within Ji Yuqi’s bones, the flowing Qi multiplied by tenfold, a hundredfold, condensing quickly as if it were becoming real.

A dazzling beam of light suddenly leaped, steering his fist straight to Zhou Yuanchen’s heart!

The power behind this punch was extreme, the atmosphere seeming to be drained dry before striking, turning into a large vacuum.

His five fingers tightly gripped like a firework ready to explode!

"Junior Ji, you’re certainly deserving as a top student of Qiguang Heng University."

Zhou Yuanchen’s mind flashed fast, realizing there was no time to block, and if he were crushed by his opponent’s attack, he would immediately fall behind, losing the initiative irreversibly!

Therefore, he had to break the attack with an attack!

Frozen Demon Roar!

Without hesitation, Zhou Yuanchen opened his mouth, his throat contracted, and Nether Cold Qi solidified, myriad ice particles emerging in an instant!

Like a jet engine on a fighter plane, it spat out a storm of ice and snow that could pierce several meters of alloy steel in an instant!

Sound waves exploded, cold sweeping fiercely!

Before Ji Yuqi’s fist landed, Zhou Yuanchen’s Frozen Demon Roar had already struck first!

Roar!

Ji Yuqi’s brain felt like it had been bombarded, his eardrums nearly ruptured, and in the midst of the buzzing chaos, half of his body was engulfed by cold, as if he had been in an icebound world at minus thirty degrees for several days.

His flesh showed signs of freezing, even a few alarming icy scars appearing, as if a slight touch could shatter him into pieces.

"A mere ten billion, not even close!"

Fierce battle intent surged in Zhou Yuanchen, brimming with confidence, his brows raising like sharp blades.

His exceptional martial arts skills were forged through debts of over ten billion.

Every penny spent on the blade, unlike Ji Yuqi, a greenhouse flower!

"Gromax! Never Yield!"

Ji Yuqi’s gaze also gleamed with brilliance, enduring the severe damage of the Frozen Demon Roar, in the end operating the fierce aura of the other half of his body, like divine thunder flames.

A bright ring condensed in his hand, landing on Zhou Yuanchen’s chest in an electrifying instant, followed by seven layers of flame waves in a split second!

Spurt!

Zhou Yuanchen’s four layers of bulletproof vests were immediately pierced, the skin scalded red and purple!

Fortunately, Ji Yuqi had been injured by the Frozen Demon Roar, lacking follow-up strength, dulling the power of this attack.

Otherwise, it could truly have cost Zhou Yuanchen half his life!

"Damn! Forcing me to use my medical insurance to get treatment!"

Zhou Yuanchen growled in anger, his hand moved like playing a pipa, fingers shooting out extreme cold like silk from a silkworm, binding Ji Yuqi.

This was a top hundred competition, not a life-and-death battlefield.

He didn’t want to cause bloodshed, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

He simply used "Ice Silkworm Binding" to capture Ji Yuqi, eliminating him from the contest.

After capturing his opponent, Zhou Yuanchen, with a touch of personal grudge, stamped his forty-five size boot heavily on Ji Yuqi’s face, turning him into a pig’s head, kicking him rolling down!

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"Eh, senior Ji from Qiguang Heng University."

Reaching the three-hundredth step, Qin Shi saw a figure rolling down to his feet, barely recognizing the pig-headed swollen face as Ji Yuqi.

He sensed the demonic aura that had eroded about two-thirds of his body and the muttering "Gromax."

He couldn’t help but shake his head and said:

"I do enjoy helping others. Senior Ji, you should go down and reflect as well."

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Pei Han, sprawled out on the ground, finally mustered a bit of strength, piecing together his dislocated bones to support his body.

Before he could stand, he saw Ji Yuqi rolling over, noticing the pig head and half frozen, sculpted body, he instantly felt more at ease.

"Oh, isn’t this old Ji, how did you get beaten so badly? Come, come, come, let’s lie down together."

Ji Yuqi’s mouth moved, his voice muffled:

"Gromax..."

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"A descendant of the Nanhuang Daoist School."

Just about to use his medical insurance to heal his injuries, Zhou Yuanchen suddenly squinted his eyes, spotting Qin Shi several steps away.

His posture upright, moving with calculated steadiness, gaining rapidly on him.

"So, he is Zhou Yuanchen."

Qin Shi also looked up, seeing the short-haired man who had just experienced a fierce battle, his aura weaker but his momentum at its peak.