Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities-Chapter 693 - 0: A Punch to Explode_1

"I’m glad you agree, but I find it hard to trust you," Si Yangze said venomously. "Take out the Magical Treasure in your Dantian and your Space Ring. Set them aside and seal them with a Secret Technique Binding. This is to prevent you from using them or any other devastating weapons if you’re about to lose."

"Fine," Zhang Bin said coldly.

"Fists and feet have no eyes; accidents are unavoidable. We should sign a life-and-death contract," Si Yangze continued, pressing his advantage. He wanted to seize this golden opportunity to kill Zhang Bin once and for all.

He had obsessed day and night about how to kill Zhang Bin, but he had never found a good opportunity. Even the fearsome Black Bell Assassin Organization had failed to kill Zhang Bin; instead, he had wiped them out completely. He had even approached the top-ranked Demonic Assassin Organization recently, but their price was far too high. They demanded a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure, ten million Spirit Stones, and ten thousand Spiritual Medicines that were each over a thousand years old. The deal fell through.

Clearly, the Demonic Assassin Organization was also aware of how terrifying Zhang Bin was. They wouldn’t take the job for the same low price as the Black Bell Assassin Organization. Now that such an excellent opportunity to kill Zhang Bin had presented itself, how could Si Yangze possibly let it go?

Soon, the two had signed the life-and-death contract and stepped onto the life-and-death arena, where they faced off, eyeing each other like predators.

Zhao Dawei was still worried and asked Master Tianlong, "Does Zhang Bin really have the combat power to defeat an opponent two realms above his own?"

"Yes, isn’t that a bit risky?" Sun Tie added, his face tense.

"I’ve never heard of a Golden Core Realm cultivator being able to defeat an opponent two realms higher," Qian Bing said, even more concerned.

"Zhang Bin is an anomaly. Just you wait and see," Master Tianlong said with a relaxed smile, not a hint of tension on his face.

He knew that Zhang Bin had faced the Tribulation of the Fusion Realm alongside the Holy Mother of Black Bell. Zhang Bin had survived, while the Holy Mother had perished. Zhang Bin’s combat power was definitely comparable to someone at the Great Perfection stage of the Golden Core Realm.

"Zhang Bin is dead for sure this time. There’s absolutely no way he survives. Our Sect Leader will shatter his skull with a single punch."

"I bet the Sect Leader won’t kill him that quickly. He’ll humiliate him first, beating him until he’s crawling on the ground. Then, he’ll finally crush his head under his foot."

"..."

Most disciples of the Daoyi Sect were discussing the matter with vicious sneers. In their eyes, Zhang Bin was already a dead man.

"Zhang Bin, you are truly a talent. To reach the Golden Core Mid-Stage at only twenty-one... I am impressed," Si Yangze said, looking at Zhang Bin as if he were already a corpse. "However, you dared to kill my disciple and oppose me. For that, your fate was sealed—you will be beaten to death by my own hands."

"You moron, you shouldn’t be spouting nonsense. You should be thinking about your last words," Zhang Bin said flatly. "A scumbag like you was always destined to die before you turned eighty."

Si Yangze was seventy-nine years old, which was still young for a cultivator—the prime of his life. Yet, Zhang Bin had just declared he wouldn’t live past eighty. It was nothing short of a curse.

Si Yangze roared with fury. Too enraged to speak, he shot forward in an Arrow Step. His right fist, carrying an aura of absolute destruction, thundered toward Zhang Bin’s nose.

WHOOSH...

The air itself seemed to tear apart, emitting a piercing shriek that made the eardrums of the onlookers ache. A murderous aura surged forth like a tidal wave, engulfing Zhang Bin completely. This punch was powerful enough to shake the heavens and make ghosts weep; it could undoubtedly shatter a great mountain. It was horrifying beyond measure. It fully displayed the combat power of a cultivator at the Peak of the Golden Core Realm.

The faces of many cultivators twisted in horror.

Even I would have to be wary of that, Master Tianlong thought. If I faced a punch like that, I could only retreat and dodge. I would never dare to meet it head-on. If I went all out against Si Yangze, I could last ten moves at most before being defeated and killed. After all, I’m a whole realm beneath him. He comes from Kunlun and practices their orthodox True Cultivation Mystic Arts. His combat power is terrifying. It’s no wonder he looks down on all other cultivators in the Golden Core Realm.

Just as the fist was about to smash into Zhang Bin’s face, Zhang Bin’s own right fist shot out, slamming violently into his opponent’s.

BOOM!

A terrifying sound erupted as the impact blasted the air, kicking up a cloud of dust.

CRACK!

The sound of a fist shattering was followed by a spray of blood and gore.

"AAAAHHH!"

A piercing scream, like that of a pig being slaughtered, filled the air.

Most of the cultivators sighed to themselves. Poor Zhang Bin. His fist must be completely shattered.

Zhao Dawei and his two friends turned deathly pale.

"AAAAHHH..." The agonized wail continued.

Many of the cultivators stared, their eyes wide with disbelief, as a thought struck them. Huh? That’s not Zhang Bin’s voice... That sounds like Si Yangze!

They saw Si Yangze staggering back more than ten meters, his right fist utterly destroyed. His entire hand was gone, leaving only a bare, bloody wrist. Fragments of bone and flesh were splattered everywhere. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Zhang Bin, however, stood in the same spot, looking perfectly relaxed. He even pulled a tissue from his pocket and carefully wiped the blood from his knuckles. "Good thing I was prepared," he said with disdain. "Otherwise, this would be disgusting. This man’s heart is so twisted that even his blood stinks."

Although this was a slight exaggeration, he truly did detect a foul, dirty aura from Si Yangze’s blood.

If the Dragon Vein Elder were here, it would surely recoil. A person this vile could easily contaminate its body.

That was why Zhang Bin didn’t dare let Si Yangze’s blood stay on his fist for long.

"AAAAHHH!" Si Yangze was still screaming shrilly, his face a mask of utter shock and disbelief.

His steadfast Dao Heart almost shattered in that instant.

How can this be? Zhang Bin is only at the Golden Core Mid-Stage, yet his strength is so much greater than mine? And his fist... it’s impossibly hard, as if it’s made from some super-alloy, not flesh and blood!

The cultivators below the stage were equally stunned, staring like idiots. They had to wonder if they were dreaming. This outcome was something they couldn’t have imagined even in their wildest fantasies.

A Mid-Stage Golden Core cultivator is that much stronger than one at the Peak? How is that possible?

"Holy shit! My brother is on another level! He actually defeated an opponent two realms higher!" Zhao Dawei yelled, jumping up and down, his face a mixture of shock and utter admiration.

"He’s a monster! A total badass! How did he cultivate? How did he get so strong so fast?" Qian Bing and Sun Tie were so shocked they were practically stupefied. They knew his history. Just one year ago, he had only reached the Rushing Pulse Realm. He was only a little stronger than them back then. But now, only a year later, he was at the Golden Core Mid-Stage and possessed strength that far exceeded his cultivation level.

The third-ranking leader watched Zhang Bin with a look of profound admiration. This young man’s potential is limitless.

The seven Fairies, who had once reached the Mid-Nascent Soul Stage, sighed in their hearts. Our senior is a true genius. They knew that their own rapid advancement to the Mid-Nascent Soul Stage had been achieved by taking a shortcut, by absorbing the True Qi of others. But Zhang Bin had cultivated his own True Qi, growing stronger step by step. There were no hidden flaws in his cultivation. His foundation was incredibly solid. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to defeat an opponent two realms higher.

Zhang Bin disdainfully tossed the tissue to the ground. He looked at Si Yangze as if he were already dead and bellowed, "Si Yangze, now you may speak your last words."