God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 708 - 778: Kill Zhou Wei

Zhou Wei had Heavenly Level strength, but his power was derived from being transformed into a monster, which means that his power came from external sources.

As for Fang Yi’s Heavenly Level, he had earned it step by step, slowly climbing his way up. Although he used the Demon Technique "Inverse Demon Seven Turns," burning Essence Blood and lifespan, this was still a path Fang Yi walked by himself.

Fang Yi once heard an old man say that external power could be borrowed, but the most orthodox power was from within oneself. If one’s internal power was suppressed by power gained from outside, on the path of Martial Arts, one could not go far.

And now, Zhou Wei was the most obvious example; he obtained Heavenly Level power by being transformed into a monster, but his own inner strength was greatly weakened. Moreover, Fang Yi himself was different from other martial artists of the same level.

It was like comparing a student who cheated to score a hundred percent with a hard-working top scholar who earned that hundred percent honestly. If the former and the latter were to be compared in an important exam, the latter would undoubtedly win. There was no doubt about it.

Zhou Wei had been transformed into an Alligator Man. His arm was torn off by Fang Yi, blood splattering everywhere, yet he felt no pain because his pain nerves had been extracted from his body.

Nevertheless, this was enough to make Zhou Wei furious. He could have easily suppressed Fang Yi, but the strength Fang Yi displayed casually shocked him.

Zhou Wei had thought he could toy with Fang Yi with ease, but at this moment, he realized that he had been daydreaming.

"I won’t admit defeat! I refuse!" Zhou Wei’s anger surged as he glared at Fang Yi with blood-red eyes, roaring, "Fang Yi, I’ll kill you! I must have my revenge! Even if it means dying together, I’ll not hesitate!"

"You might not have been capable before, but now..." Fang Yi shook his head slightly, "No, you still can’t."

Zhou Wei wasn’t listening to any of this. He roared and charged at Fang Yi, the ground trembling, his presence formidable.

Zhou Wei was charging straight at Fang Yi, not even bothering with punches or kicks. He wanted to use his transformed body to trap Fang Yi and die together with him.

However, Fang Yi could obviously see through this.

But Fang Yi didn’t move, he let Zhou Wei come at him, and when Zhou Wei was close enough, Fang Yi threw a punch.

The punch landed on Zhou Wei’s chest, as hard as stone, and the crocodile’s scales on Zhou Wei’s chest were directly shattered by the Qi Force, turning into thumb-sized fragments.

Shattered fragments!

This was Mountain Breaking, a move that Fang Yi used casually. For Fang Yi now, how much Mountain Breaking he used didn’t matter, for he had so much True Qi to support it.

Zhou Wei, now with only his left arm, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth with a ferocious and twisted face, roared, "My body is as tough as steel. Fang Yi, you can’t kill me in an instant. I’ll make sure we both perish!"

"But I don’t think so," Fang Yi said calmly.

Fang Yi slightly retracted his fist, which opened into a palm for a split second before reshaping into a fist. However, this punch carried hidden sharpness, the Inner Strength flowing continuously!

Inch Strength!

With this punch from Fang Yi, on top of the Qi Force left from his previous punch, Zhou Wei’s chest was directly pierced, bursting into a bloody hole.

Zhou Wei looked down somewhat dazedly. When he saw the bloody hole in his chest, his expression became clear, the eyes hidden within the crocodile scales turned pale, filled with extreme disbelief.

"How can this be... impossible... impossible..." Zhou Wei’s roars turned into a mutter, as if he had fallen from Heaven to Hell. The stark contrast was too much for Zhou Wei to remain calm.

Ultimately, Zhou Wei lifted his head and, fixing his gaze upon Fang Yi’s calm countenance, howled towards the sky, "Fang Yi, even if I become a vengeful ghost, even if I am on the path of the Netherworld Yellow Springs, as a ghost I will not let you go!!!"

Fang Yi replied with a faint smile, "Good, I will be waiting for you to return as a vengeful ghost to find me." That smile inflicted a massive humiliation on Zhou Wei.

Fang Yi didn’t disrespect his enemy out of malice, but even as Zhou Wei had become this pathetic figure, Fang Yi chose to maintain his disrespect because the enmity between them was a matter of life and death.

Now, as the saying goes, the victor becomes king and the loser becomes the outlaw. There was nothing more to say.

Pushing Zhou Wei away, Zhou Wei staggered and, after his body swayed a few times, finally collapsed on the ground. Fang Yi lit a cigarette and gently exhaled a puff of smoke.

The next moment, Fang Yi shouted in a deep voice, "Everyone, retreat behind me!"

This thunderous call spread across the entire battlefield. Many of the Dragon Soul members and assassins, who were severely injured, returned. Fang Yi glanced over them roughly. There had been over a hundred before, but now fewer than forty remained—less than half.

Looking at the piles of corpses on the ground, even though most of them were monsters, they were mere cannon fodder, yet Fang Yi still felt a twinge of pain.

As if by unspoken agreement, the monsters also retreated. A slow clapping sound arose, and the monsters parted from the middle, opening a vacant path. The demonic man, Su Ling, slowly stepped out from among the crowd.

With his hand clapping, Su Ling came forward, a smile like a gentle breeze across his handsome face: "Not bad, not bad, you’ve finally broken through to the Heavenly Level."

Fang Yi was also watching him, his tone cold, "Where is Shen Xiaoxiao?"

Su Ling said, "Don’t be anxious. She’s right behind, as long as you can defeat me, naturally you will see the girl."

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow, "What you mean is... I can’t defeat you?"

Su Ling nodded with a smile.

A two-meter-tall werewolf emerged from the ranks, and the ground trembled slightly as the werewolf leisurely approached behind Su Ling. Majestic and powerful, it looked at Fang Yi mockingly with its crimson fangs showing at the corners of its mouth, as if to threaten.

"Su Ling, is this mongrel your reliance?" Fang Yi’s lips curled up in a playful smile.

"Hehe, this mongrel is my pet, and he is merely the first barrier to face you. Don’t worry, there will be many more difficulties if you want to kill me. I will slowly play with you," Su Ling stated, calm and composed, his face reflecting a confidence that came from within.

Fang Yi felt pressure, but it was a pressure he was already enduring. Thus, when he heard Su Ling’s words, Fang Yi responded with a smile and gestured for everyone to retreat further.

Then Fang Yi casually picked up a weapon from the ground, a long spear with a bloodstained tip, and he walked towards Su Ling.

"Awooo..." the werewolf howled again.

Upon hearing the werewolf’s howl, the resting monster army, following the command, swarmed toward Fang Yi like locusts, engulfing him in a torrent of ferocious power in a blink of an eye.

"You’re merely at the first tier of the Heavenly Level, while my pet’s power is of the second tier," Su Ling said, looking at Fang Yi who walked alone toward him and became enveloped. "Besides it, I have more trump cards. Fang Yi, let’s see how you can outplay me."

Su Ling, watching Fang Yi, who while alone seemed ludicrous, thought. Merely a person at the first tier of the Heavenly Level, no matter how defying, how strong can he really be?