Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 316 - 292 Inspection

Kongxiang in the main hall threw away the grapes in his hand and stood up.

"Someone, go call Yuan Ying and Yuan Hong, let’s see who is so bold to come to my Wanghai Temple causing trouble?"

He was completely indifferent, not worrying about the strength or the number of intruders.

Because no matter who it is, before him, there’s only one outcome.

And that is death.

"Yes, Abbot."

The monk guarding the door of the main hall quickly bowed his head in reply.

One of them quickly jogged to the backyard to find the two Protectors.

There are many skilled fighters in Wanghai Temple, all of whom came to escape punishment and joined as ruthless criminals.

This group mostly ranks between the entries to Ninth Grade.

Within the temple, they formed the Twelve Protectors.

Those Twelve Protectors are known as Wanghai Temple’s twelve vicious monks.

Besides the Twelve Protectors, the strongest are the two brothers from the Yuan family.

These brothers followed Kongxiang to Citong and are truly Super Grade experts, rumored to be born with immense strength and robust physique, possessing Dragon Elephant Power!

As a result, the two have always been Kongxiang’s most capable assistants.

At this moment, at the intersection of the inner courtyard, two giants with copper-colored bodies, like bronze statues, rushed out quickly toward the front courtyard where the incident happened.

One had a turtle back and a shrunken neck, holding a thick zen staff.

The other had hanging earlobes resembling a Buddha.

They were precisely Yuan Ying and Yuan Hong, who had just heard the commotion and hurriedly came after getting dressed.

The scent of ladies’ perfumes still lingered on their bodies, and upon reaching the front courtyard, they saw black-clad masked individuals fighting fiercely with the martial monks.

Both sides were having victories and losses.

On the ground, the corpses, with even slightly more martial monk casualties.

Among the black-clad men, there was one who moved leisurely, his body technique swift, occasionally striking out to kill the most resisting martial monk.

The resistance among dozens in the front courtyard was continuously tilted by this person’s moves.

This person was none other than Zhang Yunqi from the Rebel Sect leading the team.

"A bunch of bastards, daring to ruin the Buddha’s affairs!" Yuan Ying grabbed his zen staff and strode towards that person.

The two brothers were originally disciples under a mountain hermit, but unable to endure the hardship of mountain retreat, they descended.

Later, the two indulged in women, accidentally causing the death of a local official’s daughter, and had to flee everywhere.

After being hunted for two years, the two’s strength grew immensely, encountered Kongxiang, and were subdued.

Upon learning of their crimes, Kongxiang immediately waved his large hand and led them to that official’s household, exterminating all forty-plus members.

Since then, the two have been deeply loyal to Kongxiang, mixing with him.

At this moment, Yuan Ying took a leap forward, vigorously swinging the zen staff at Zhang Yunqi.

Clang!

The zen staff was bounced back with huge force, almost slipping out of his hand.

Yuan Ying was startled, immediately channeling the White Ape Body Control Skill, his two-meter-tall body swiftly turned like a spiritual ape, rolling back to dodge.

Just narrowly avoiding Zhang Yunqi’s palm strike pursuit.

"Big brother, I’ll help you!" Yuan Hong growled from the side. The same White Ape Body Control Skill.

He had now reached the perfect realm of internal skill. At this moment, exerting full force, he was truly like a spiritual ape reincarnated, launching a series of palm strikes around Zhang Yunqi.

The surrounding black-clad individuals who were slightly closer were all bumped away spewing blood by his physique.

The flat white brick floor was also cracked step by step due to leverage.

Zhang Yunqi sighed lightly, suddenly executed the Eight Trigrams Iron Heart Palm, the palm strikes sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, sometimes heavy. Able to unleash the perfect force at the perfect moment.

Meanwhile, Yuan Ying again wielded his zen staff, joining his brother in the assault.

The two, being brothers, seemed accustomed to joining forces. At this moment, in their combined attack, they coordinated well, exhibiting strength far superior to individual force.

One’s flaws were timely supplemented by the other.

One’s weaknesses were swiftly covered by the other.

Adding four arms striking together... overpowering.

Boom!!

Zhang Yunqi once again clashes forcefully, the Yuan brothers simultaneously roared in anger, exerting all their force.

Miraculously pressing his hands into shaking, causing his body to retreat several steps continually.

"Courting death!" Finally, bloodshot eyes filled his vision, immediately his muscles swelled, enlarged, and turned red.

His palms seemed to grow larger as well.

’Extreme State: Flying Hong!’

In an instant, Zhang Yunqi pulled back both hands abruptly, then struck out, then pulled back again, then struck out again!

Within a second, he unleashed two moves.

Both moves were equally exerted at full force, equally propelled by the Limit-Breaking Skill in Extreme State.

With Extreme State activated, the power of Eight Trigrams Iron Heart Palm drastically increased, creating two intricate skillful trajectories, instantly striking the Yuan brothers’ shoulders.

Thud, thud, two muffled sounds.

The Yuan brothers simultaneously activated Extreme State, forcibly withstanding these two palms.

Strangely, despite enduring them, they merely trembled all over, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, moved their shoulders around, surprisingly not much affected overall.

"More!!" Yuan Hong wiped the blood off his mouth, grinning viciously as he lunged forward again.

From his injured shoulder, a silvery spiritual line flashed faintly.

The same was true for Yuan Ying beside him.

These two were actually Martial Artists! Moreover, they seemed specialized in hard skills!

After Zhang Yunqi’s burst, caught off guard, he was quickly entangled in their aggressive charge.

The three fought into a tangled mess, difficult to unravel.

Yet this time, he clearly was struggling.

His earlier burst had rapidly decreased his status, as he was no longer young in age.

After all, he wasn’t as he once was, just a little burst and his stamina quickly declined.

At such an age, he intended for a quick battle to resolve the two. But didn’t expect these two to excel in hard skills, merely wounded rather than losing their fighting capability.

In the heat of combat.

Suddenly, a cloud of crimson powder spread out from Yuan Ying’s hand.

The powder quickly enveloped Zhang Yunqi’s head.

He timely retreated with eyes shut, avoiding the trap.

On the other side, a figure, Yuan Hong, seized the opportunity to approach and swung his fist with full force towards his waist.

Zhang Yunqi snorted coldly, without even glancing to the side, crouched low, and brought his elbow down to meet Yuan Hong’s punch squarely.

Bang!

Their elbows clashed, sparking off an immediate confrontation.

"Let’s cripple this old guy together!!" Yuan Ying growled lowly, as his blood surged and muscles swelled again, with the veins on his face popping out.

His brother Yuan Hong was the same.

Their bodies inflated, especially their arms, with muscles ballooning up as if blown by air.

Both bowed, taking a stance akin to starting a race.

An indescribable prickling sensation suddenly made Zhang Yunqi’s scalp tingle, all his hairs standing on end.

He took a deep breath and held it.

The Extreme State continued to activate.

"The second Extreme State?!"

The air grew increasingly oppressive, and the surrounding sounds of combat seemed to recede into the distance.

It was as though Zhang Yunqi could hear nothing but his own heartbeat and the fierce tiger-like gaze of the Yuan brothers.

This strike.....

Swoosh!!

In an instant, both figures rocketed out like cannonballs.

The ground cracked with each step, stones splintering and further accelerating their speed.

This sprint had wholly transcended human limits!

The Yuan brothers’ legs were covered with cracks, their skin tearing, flesh ripping, blood seeping out.

But they paid no mind to their physical injuries, bursting forth at full speed toward Zhang Yunqi for a combined assault.

Sprint, sprint, sprint!

Then strike!!

"Twin Dragon Spine!!"

Boom!!

A speck of blood splattered.

The two instantly passed through Zhang Yunqi, forming a straight X.

Zhang Yunqi’s body trembled and wavered slightly, barely managing to stand.

He lowered his head, looking at his vibrating arms, a metallic taste slowly welling up in his throat.

Just one combined strike, and he was.... injured....

At this moment, the Yuan brothers turned around, their wounds already healed, maliciously smiling at Zhang Yunqi once more.

"To think he’s a Three Emptiness expert, but no matter, you’re not the only Three Emptiness to die by our hands."

Yuan Ying licked the blood off his fingers.

Zhang Yunqi turned, focusing intently on the two.

He hadn’t expected Wanghai Temple to have such formidable strength, proving that the Western Sect indeed surpassed other forces.

It’s no wonder they were capable of annihilating the Eastern Sect.

Staring at the two, he shook his sleeves, regaining composure.

So be it; since he misjudged, paying the price was only appropriate.

Combat and martial duels were inherently like this.....

He had fought all his life, taken countless lives, and ultimately dying by others’ hands—perhaps it was retribution.

It was just somewhat regrettable....

Regrettable, that he wouldn’t see what Zhenhai and the others’ future would be like....

Seeing the brothers assuming the Twin Dragon Spine stance again, Zhang Yunqi knew he couldn’t defend against a second strike.

His arm muscles had already fractured from the collision. Another round, and he feared he would surely die.

He opened his mouth, ready to order all Rebel Sect members present to retreat.

The situation today was a loss, irrecoverable.

The Yuan brothers crouched again, preparing to exert force.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Suddenly, a vibrating sound resonated from outside.

"What sound is that!?"

The two instinctively sensed something amiss, quickly turning to look in the direction of the vibration.

BOOM!!!!

In an instant, the wall to their right exploded.

Countless stones shot forth, and shattered wall bricks rained down like darts upon them.

Amidst the stone rain.

A massive figure, clad in black armor and wearing a horned helmet, trampled the ground with heavy steps, charging at the two like a savage beast.

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!!

The nearly three-meter tall, armored figure, weighing over five hundred pounds, crashed into them.

"What!!?"

The Yuan brothers turned in shock, but it was too late. The scattering stones and dust obscured their vision, and by the time they truly saw, the figure was already too close!

The two only had time to punch with all their might, attempting to ensure they weren’t sent flying and losing balance, exposing a fatal weakness.

BOOM!!!

The immense force drove the Yuan brothers through the battlefield, colliding with two battling martial monks and smashing into another wall of the temple.

The wall cracked again, revealing two distinct craters.

The horned black armored figure slowly stood up straight, releasing two bodies with half-smashed skeletons.

A hot breath exhaled from beneath the helmet.

"From now on, I’ll take over." He turned to look at the pale Zhang Yunqi.

"I want everyone to see, in Citong, what price they must pay for daring to challenge me!"

"Master....." Zhang Yunqi suppressed the pain in his chest, staring firmly at the figure. In that moment, something that had lain dormant in his heart seemed to awaken once more.