I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 45: Trash is Trash

"Han Zheng! You're asking for death!"

Shen Conghai's eyes were filled with murderous rage.

He had been having an unsatisfactory few days.

The elders of the Cang Mountain Sword Sect looked down on him, unwilling even to accept him as an outer sect disciple.

Outside, people were saying that the younger generation of the Shen Family, with the exception of Shen Congyun, were all useless.

Even within the Shen Family, many servants were gossiping, saying that Shen Conghai was far inferior to his older brother, and investing so much in him was simply a waste of resources.

This idle talk made Shen Conghai very irritable, so he simply went out to drink his sorrows away, and Pang Feiyan had specifically come to persuade him.

But now, Han Zheng, this nobody, dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, as if he really thought Shen Conghai was easy to deal with?

With one step forward, Shen Conghai executed a Sky Flipping Palm, the force of his palm raging and surging, smashing down towards Han Zheng's head!

The overwhelming palm force roared and surged with inner strength, as if sprinkled with starlight, like the vast starry sky, profound and immense.

The Shen Family's three ultimate skills, "Seven Stars Mysterious Origin Skill," "Six Harmonies Sky Flipping Palm," and "Five Elements Chasing Wind Sword," were all cultivation techniques of the Innate Realm.

The Dragon Elephant Wisdom had been pushed to its limits by Han Zheng, each step he took was like a heavy elephant stomping on the ground, an extremely stable stance.

In his hands, the White Ape Extended Arm Fist met the attack, arm swinging and smashing down, instantaneously the wind howled, fierce as thunder.

White Ape Riding Elephant!

Han Zheng had cultivated both the White Ape Extended Arm Fist and the Dragon Elephant Wisdom to perfection, these two cultivation techniques complemented each other flawlessly.

Especially the Dragon Elephant Wisdom.

Not only was the Dragon Elephant Wisdom a cultivation technique for inner strength, but Han Zheng also saw that its true intent for martial arts even contained methods that could be combined with any martial skill to exert greater power.

Shen Conghai's Six Harmonies Sky Flipping Palm came crashing down, bursting forth with a thunderous reverberation.

A titanic force transmitted, and Shen Conghai was actually flipped over and sent flying!

He felt as if his palm had hit a small mountain.

The opponent stood unshaken like a mountain, while he was blasted away by the rebounding force.

Shen Conghai couldn't believe what he was seeing in Han Zheng.

He could accept being inferior to his brother Shen Congyun, after all, that was a talent the Shen Family had seen only once in hundreds of years.

He could even accept being less skilled than Song Tianqing and Lin Qing, who were born with better physical conditions and talents?

But who was Han Zheng?

A commoner-born martial arts hall disciple, someone who would have to be carefully chosen to become a protector for the Shen Family, was able to repel him?

In that instant, Shen Conghai felt like he had suffered a tremendous humiliation, and with an angry shout, his body's blood and inner strength erupted violently, executing the Six Harmonies Sky Flipping Palm with great force, pressing down on Han Zheng from above.

The Shen Family's Seven Stars Mysterious Origin Skill cultivated with the power of the stars, and their practice speed at night was even faster than during daytime, their inner strength like a river of stars, robust and formidable.

Yet, it was utterly suppressed by the more robust and powerful Dragon Elephant Wisdom.

The Six Harmonies Sky Flipping Palm opened wide, but Shen Conghai's comprehension of the technique was evidently shallow.

He could only execute the form of the technique, missing its essence, which was crushed by Han Zheng's White Ape Extended Arm Fist, forcing him to retreat step by step.

A flower from the greenhouse is still a flower from the greenhouse; in Han Zheng's eyes, Shen Conghai's fighting ability wasn't even comparable to the severely injured Gao Kaiyuan.

Clasping a fist seal, Han Zheng's inner strength suddenly burst out.

Vajra Fury, subdue devilry!

Accompanied by the thunderous fall of the Vajra Demon Suppression Seal, Shen Conghai was directly blasted away, tumbling to the ground in disgrace.

"Brother Hai!"

Pang Feiyan's face was full of disbelief and anxious concern.

She had originally thought that Shen Conghai could easily handle Han Zheng, a nobody, with ease.

Yet, the one who ended up being easily handled was Shen Conghai.

"Brother Hai, catch the sword!"

Pang Feiyan suddenly thought of something, immediately ran upstairs, and threw a long sword with a hilt embedded with gems and a sharkskin scabbard to Shen Conghai.

Then Pang Feiyan leaped down from the second floor, a slender small sword emerging from her sleeve, stabbing straight at Han Zheng's back.

"You're courting death!"

A murderous rage flashed across Han Zheng's eyes.

Not using weapons could still be considered a conflict.

But the use of weapons meant a duel of life and death.

Did these young masters and miss really think he wouldn't dare to kill?

Today, Han Zheng had the backing of Zhang Tianyang from the Demon Cleansing Bureau, which was why he recklessly barged into the Qiuyue Pavilion and confronted the disciples of the Shen Family.

But even if Han Zheng had only the support of the ordinary county arrest officer Zhang Tianyang behind him, since the other party initiated a deadly attack, Han Zheng was equally willing to fight them to the death.

Better to be an outlaw roaming the ends of the earth than to live in fear!

Han Zheng didn't even turn his head, his White Ape Extended Arm Fist lashing out directly behind him like an iron whip.

This Pang Feiyan, at most, seemed to have opened eight meridians and could be considered at the Postnatal Perfection stage.

That small sword was so delicate, one might think she was holding a large toothpick to pick Han Zheng's teeth with.

Such an attack level couldn't even break through Han Zheng's body, which had already cultivated an iron hide.

With a crisp sound of metal exploding, the small sword in Pang Feiyan's hand was directly shattered by Han Zheng's swinging arm, and she herself was sent flying, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Han Zheng! How dare you hit me!? You're finished! I'll have my father kill you!"

Pang Feiyan clutched her chest and screamed in frenzy.

Pang Heihu, who had a daughter in his later years, doted on Pang Feiyan so much, fearing she would break if held in his palm or melt if in his mouth.

For all these years, when had she ever suffered such an indignity?

Shen Conghai's eyes were filled with a surge of murderous intent, "Han Zheng, you are seeking your own death!

Even if County Magistrate Zhang Tianyang were here, he couldn't save you!"

No sooner had the sound of his voice faded than the long sword in Shen Conghai's hand thrust forward with a chillingly sharp edge.

That sword technique was piercing and swift, aggressive as fire, sharp as metal, lingering like water, and defensive as a mountain.

The Five Elements Sword Technique—Shen Conghai had already mastered four of its essences; his swordsmanship was stronger than his hand skill.

A ghastly and frigid, bloodthirsty and frenzied aura suddenly surged around Han Zheng.

The Yanling Blade left its sheath, and the snow-bright blade edge seemed tainted with a hint of crimson.

The force of Blood Slaughter clung to the blade, and as he made his slash, the wild sword force instantly enveloped Shen Conghai.

No matter his sword technique, Han Zheng's Blood Slaughter Blade was utterly brutal in approach, every strike vicious, each slash lethal, forcing Shen Conghai into a defensive stance.

Furthermore, the evil Qi on the blade edge permeated into his body along his long sword, causing Shen Conghai's arm to go numb, his inner strength even being obstructed by the evil Qi, growing weaker as the battle wore on.

Seeing Shen Conghai's sword force weaken, Han Zheng's power of Blood Slaughter burst forth, and faint traces of sword energy even wafted from the Yanling Blade.

Accompanied by a clear, metallic ring like the chime of gold against iron, the valuable long sword in Shen Conghai's hand was directly cut to pieces by Han Zheng's slash!

Shen Conghai, too, was sent flying, his chest clothes torn open to reveal a golden-patterned armor.

Had it not been for that golden-patterned armor protecting his body, Han Zheng's slash would have certainly killed Shen Conghai, or at least carved a wound into him.

"Waste is a waste, no wonder everyone says you're not as good as your brother."

Sheathing his blade, Han Zheng made a beeline for the inner quarters of Qiuyue Pavilion.

If he caught people from the Smell Fragrance Sect, Zhang Tianyang would naturally shield him from any consequences.

Should he fail to catch them, his behavior today would amount to nothing but a provocative humiliation of the Shen Family.

"Stop!"

Shen Conghai's face changed drastically.

He had just tried to rise, but suddenly spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Han Zheng's slash had sent evil Qi coursing into his body, and although there were no external wounds, his innards had been severely damaged.

"Bang!"

A sudden explosion rang out from both sides of Zuiyue Building.

Two figures burst out of the windows on both sides.

Han Zheng's evil Qi erupted, and he threw the Yanling Blade in his hand.

At such close range, the Yanling Blade directly sliced into one of their legs, instantly severing the lower leg and eliciting a blood-curdling scream.

Li Sancheng, who was on guard there, immediately rushed over and subdued the intruder.

Simultaneously, Han Zheng chased after the other, his inner strength and blood Qi erupting to the extreme, and in three steps, he had already caught up with the fleeing figure.

The man turned and threw a punch, but Han Zheng's Vajra Demon Suppression Seal came crashing down, shattering one of his arms.

Grabbing the man by the throat, Han Zheng lifted him up, a smile suddenly appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't expect it to be an old acquaintance. Do you still want to let me spill blood for you to smell the fragrance now?"

The figure Han Zheng held up like a small chicken was none other than the Smell Fragrance Sect follower who had exchanged blows with Han Zheng outside Black Stone County.

He looked at Han Zheng in utter shock, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

How had the young martial artist, who hadn't dared to completely turn against them back then, who at best was evenly matched, suddenly broken through to the Innate Transcendence Realm and was now killing them as easily as one would butcher chickens?

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him escape."

Han Zheng casually tossed the man to Chen Zhao before walking in and revealing a cold smile towards Shen Conghai: "Young Master Shen, you've got some guts colluding with the Smell Fragrance Sect. I'm afraid you might have to make a trip to the government office now."

"Our Shen Family has been wealthy in Black Stone County for a hundred years, with a legitimate son who joined the Tiangang Sect; do you think we would idly conspire with the Smell Fragrance Sect just to court trouble?"

Accompanying the sound of an aged voice, Elder Shen Chengshan of the Shen Family walked into the Qiuyue Pavilion.

"Elder!"

Shen Conghai had just cried out when he was slapped to the ground by Shen Chengshan.

"Shut up!"

Shen Chengshan turned to look at Han Zheng and said sternly, "I remember you are a disciple of Li Jingzhong. Over the years, Li Jingzhong has taught many disciples, and you ought to be the most outstanding one among them, very good indeed.

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Even Li Jingzhong visited me when he first came to Black Stone County. Even the residence where Zhenwei Martial Arts Academy is located used to belong to our Shen Family, we've always had a reasonably good relationship.

Shen Conghai has been spoiled, and his temper is somewhat explosive. Let's just chalk today's incident up to a misunderstanding.

Take the people from Smell Fragrance Sect back with you for Zhang Tianyang to deal with; we'll consider this matter settled, so as not to make it awkward for all parties involved."

Han Zheng said nothing, just silently sensing the aura emanating from Shen Chengshan.

Perfect Innate Transcendence Realm, with the Water and Fire Immortal Clothes at Great Success.

His aura was blended into one, just one step away from transforming his True Qi into True Yuan and exuding Gang Qi to step into the Xuan Gang Realm.

He was no match for him in a direct confrontation.

Moreover, this elder of the Shen Family was not brainlessly arrogant like Shen Conghai.

The way he indirectly reminded Han Zheng of the relationship between Li Jingzhong and the Shen Family in the past was to tell him.

Your teacher had to pay respects to the Shen Family dock before he could even stand his ground in Black Stone County.

If faces were torn, Han Zheng, you won't be able to mix in Black Stone County!

"Elder Shen's words do seem rather casual. How would you know that two Smell Fragrance Sect devils will suffice to settle matters?"

Zhang Tianyang strode into the Qiuyue Pavilion, his gaze sharp, staring straight at Shen Chengshan.

"If Shen Conghai's collusion with the Smell Fragrance Sect is not dealt with by taking him in, this matter can't be closed!"