103: Chapter 103 One punch sends him flying, who is this dark horse?

Under the horrified gazes of Chu Tianhe and the others, Zhao Ruoan actually used his Physical Body to forcefully crash straight through that green poisonous mist, which was potent enough to corrode refined steel into a puddle of molten iron!

The already tattered outer sect hempen azure robe on his body was instantly burned to a pile of flying ash the moment it made contact with the poisonous mist.

But!

When the poisonous mist dispersed and everyone saw Zhao Ruoan's exposed upper body, they all gasped sharply, their eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets!

Behold, upon Zhao Ruoan's bronze skin—which did not look overly robust, and even appeared slightly delicate—a faint, extremely obscure, and extremely sacred purplish-gold halo was flowing.

Those highly toxic mists, famed for causing instant death upon touch, failed to leave even a single white mark on his skin, sliding right off like water droplets falling onto a lotus leaf!

Crafted with a Ninth-Grade Immortal-Tier talent and baptized day and night by the Great Dao Scripture, his body had long since reached a freakish state of being immune to all poisons and invulnerable to blades and spears!

"With just this pathetic spitting trick, you dare to play boss?"

Zhao Ruoan's voice came out from behind the poisonous mist in an extremely arrogant manner.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of the Three-Headed Ice Soul Wolf King!

Facing this behemoth dozens of times larger than himself, a flash of excitement flickered in Zhao Ruoan's eyes.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, using no fancy martial arts Moves whatsoever, and simply poured all of his freakish strength of nearly one hundred thousand catties into that single fist!

"Get down—for me!!"

With an angry roar from Zhao Ruoan, his entire body dragged an afterimage across midair.

That fist, flashing with a faint golden light and carrying a piercing screech that shattered the air, smashed heavily, brutally, and unreasonably right onto the bridge of the nose of the largest head in the middle of the Three-Headed Ice Soul Wolf King!

"Boom—!!!"

A loud crash, practically resembling a meteorite striking the earth, exploded fiercely in the center of the entire battlefield!

A visible ring of violent Qi shockwaves expanded wildly in all directions, centered on the point of contact between Zhao Ruoan's fist and the wolf king's nasal bridge!

Those Tier 2 Yao Beasts within a dozen meters around them were blown away directly by this violent wave of Qi without even a single groan, bleeding from all seven orifices right there in midair!

As for that once overbearing Three-Headed Ice Soul Wolf King, which emitted the terrifying coercion of the Spirit Pill Realm, the bridge of the nose on its middle head directly emitted a crisp cracking sound of "crack" under this punch!

"Awooo—!!!"

The wolf king let out the most tragic and sorrowful howl of its life.

Its massive body, weighing tens of thousands of catties, was actually smashed so hard by Zhao Ruoan's seemingly mediocre punch that its legs left the ground.

Under the ghost-seeing gazes of everyone, it flew backward through the air for a full thirty-odd meters!

In the end, like a collapsed small hill, it smashed heavily into the dense forest behind, directly snapping a dozen towering trees that required three people to embrace, plowing a deep and long blood-colored ditch on the ground!

Silence.

At this very moment, the entire battlefield became as quiet as a graveyard.

The dozens of Yao Beasts surrounding them, which had originally been roaring wildly and preparing to slaughter humans, all shut their mouths instantly like ducks choked by the neck.

Looking at the bare-chested young man standing in the mud maintaining his punching posture, a fear a hundred times deeper than when facing the wolf king welled up in the depths of their eyes, their tails tightly tucked as they desperately shrank backward.

"Oh my god..."

Holding his longsword in his hand, Chu Tianhe looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his mouth wide open and unable to close for a long time.

A single punch!

A punch relying purely on Physical Body strength!

It actually smashed a Tier 3 Early Stage mutated wolf king of the Spirit Pill Realm flying dozens of meters away, shattering even its nasal bridge?!

What kind of monster is this?!

When did our Qingxuan Sect produce such a freak whose Physical Body strength is ten times more terrifying than an Elder who specialized in cultivating Body Refining Cultivation Techniques?!

"Sen—Senior Brother, who on earth is this person? The Cultivation Technique he's using is completely not from our Qingxuan Sect!"

The female Disciple beside him asked in a faint voice, her eyes filled with shock and awe.

Chu Tianhe smiled bitterly and shook his head.

A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed the depths of his eyes as he cried out, "I remember! I remember! That mysterious 'No. 9527' who just suddenly surged to first place on the Grand Tournament leaderboard with an outrageous speed! It's definitely him! Aside from him, the entire inner sect definitely can't find a second such outrageous ruthless person!"

Just as everyone was shocked and guessing, from the distant ruined dense forest, another extremely violent and furious roar came over!

"Rumble!"

Large swathes of trees were knocked aside.

The Three-Headed Ice Soul Wolf King struggled to crawl up from the ruins.

At this moment, the wolf king looked utterly tragic to the extreme.

Its largest middle head was completely smashed and collapsed, its face covered in blood, and one of its eyeballs had even been blasted to pieces by the immense force.

But this also completely stimulated the ferocious nature belonging to a mutated Yao Beast within its Bloodline!

"Roar—!!"

The remaining left and right heads opened their bloody maws simultaneously.

In the left head, an extremely cold ice ball the size of a millstone, radiating terrifying absolute zero chill, crazily condensed; in the right head, a tornado storm composed of countless cyan wind blades began to take shape!

The two completely distinct Spirit Pill Realm energies of ice and wind fused together extremely bizarrely in midair, transforming into a frost storm connecting heaven and earth, sufficient to destroy everything.

Carrying a terrifying momentum that could completely freeze and tear apart the entire basin, it swept crazily toward Zhao Ruoan!

"An ultimate Move of the Spirit Pill Realm? It actually looks the part."

Facing this heaven-destroying strike, not only did Zhao Ruoan not retreat in the slightest, but the corners of his mouth instead curled into an extremely flamboyant arc.

His right hand formed a sword finger, slowly raising it above his head.

He did not draw the Immortal Artifact ice soul in his storage ring, nor did he even pick up a branch from the ground.

He simply wanted to use his own flesh-and-blood fingers as the sharpest blade!

"Hum—!!"

Following this raised finger of his, a Fifth-Grade peak supreme Sword Intent—twice as condensed and terrifying as the one he faced Li Qingfeng with in the valley—erupted boisterously and without reservation from his fingertips!

A materialized sword Qi several zhang long, emitting brilliant golden light all over, soared into the sky from his joined fingers, illuminating the entire dim forest as bright as day!

"Revered Master said, a true expert exhibits Dao and Dharma in every gesture."

Zhao Ruoan looked at the sweeping frost storm, his eyes as calm as deep water.

His arm, carrying that brilliant golden sword Qi, slashed down with a single finger through the air extremely steadily and dominantly toward the lunging Three-Headed Ice Soul Wolf King!

"Slash!"