Saber in one hand, Fang Xing circulated his skill, and the Dragon Scale Red Armor formed on his left arm.

The crimson Dragon Scale Red Armor looked like a piece of battle armor forged from real dragon scales.

CLANG!!!

As the saber came down, it instantly produced the sound of clashing metal.

On his left arm, the Dragon Scale Red Armor was completely unscathed, without a single scratch.

Looking at the Demon Suppression Treasure Saber, the blade vibrated, but it too was free of any nicks.

’It can’t even be broken by a hundred-times refined Profound Iron Divine Weapon...’

’It’s truly incredible!’

Looking at the Dragon Scale Red Armor, a very satisfied expression appeared on Fang Xing’s face.

Completing the first major stage of the Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt had certainly not disappointed him.

If it was this formidable after cultivating just the first major stage, then what about Twelfth Layer Perfection?

What kind of realm would that reach!

With just Physical Strength, shattering rivers and collapsing mountains would be entirely possible!

Sheathing the Demon Suppression Treasure Saber, Fang Xing then ceased circulating his skill.

After this one test, he was even more astounded by the defense of the Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt.

Twelve layers, four major stages.

Each major stage was a qualitative leap!

Impervious to blades and spears, immune to water and fire!

At the Extreme Realm Peak, it would be no less than Becoming a Saint in the Flesh.

Getting to his feet, Fang Xing walked out of the room and stretched his muscles.

Stepping out of his courtyard, Fang Xing headed for the training grounds.

He couldn’t possibly test the power of the Dragon Roar Palm inside his courtyard.

The difference between the second and third layers of the Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt was like night and day.

If he tried it here, he was afraid a single palm strike could collapse the entire courtyard wall.

Before long, Fang Xing arrived at the training grounds.

"Eh? Lord Fang!" A voice called out just as he arrived at the training grounds.

A young man approached, and Fang Xing looked at him.

It was one of the ten Captains from his unit, Zhuang Bufan.

He was also a Martial Artist at the Peak of Neutralizing Force, known for his Horizontal Refining Martial Arts.

He had cultivated a powerful Horizontal Refining Martial Arts technique.

Though they hadn’t interacted much, Fang Xing still remembered him.

He had gotten to know all ten Captains during the challenges on the first day.

"My lord, what brings you to the training grounds?"

Zhuang Bufan looked at him curiously.

"Just stretching my muscles," Fang Xing said with a slight smile.

Hearing this, Zhuang Bufan’s eyes immediately lit up.

This Vice Commander was the goal he was chasing.

He had experienced it firsthand back then.

Upon hearing this, he was suddenly itching for a chance. "My lord, I have a request. I wonder if you would grant it?"

Zhuang Bufan looked at Fang Xing and asked respectfully.

"What request?" Fang Xing looked at Zhuang Bufan, slightly surprised.

Zhuang Bufan took a deep breath and said, "My lord, I’ve recently had a breakthrough in my Martial Arts and would like to ask for your guidance."

"Guidance..."

Looking at Zhuang Bufan, Fang Xing nodded lightly. "Alright."

"Really, my lord?" Hearing this, Zhuang Bufan looked at him with an excited expression.

Fang Xing smiled. "Sparring is the way to improve in Martial Arts. It’s nothing. I was just planning on stretching my muscles today anyway."

"Then, my thanks, my lord." Zhuang Bufan cupped his fist.

The two then walked to the center of the training grounds.

"My lord, please go easy on me," Zhuang Bufan said, looking at Fang Xing.

Seeing Zhuang Bufan’s expression, Fang Xing naturally knew what he was worried about.

It was nothing more than the Power of his Red Fire Divine Skill.

The searing pain it caused was not a pleasant feeling.

Fang Xing smiled faintly. "Don’t worry. This is just a friendly spar. You just do your best."

Hearing this, Zhuang Bufan relaxed completely. He circulated the Power in his body, and a layer of dark light enveloped him as a powerful aura erupted from within.

"My lord, watch out."

"Ox Demon Heaven Stepping!"

With a low roar, Zhuang Bufan instantly unleashed Ox Demon Fist. A terrifying Fist Stance condensed, and surging Fist Force blasted toward Fang Xing with the speed of a thunderclap.

Facing the incoming fist, Fang Xing stood perfectly still.

THUD!!!

With a muffled bang, an invisible wave of air spread out in all directions.

The fully charged punch landed on Fang Xing’s chest, yet he didn’t move an inch.

STAGGER STAGGER STAGGER!!!

Zhuang Bufan’s pupils shrank. A powerful rebounding force washed over him, and his body was sent staggering backward.

"How is that possible?!"

After retreating several steps, Zhuang Bufan stopped, his eyes wide as he stared at Fang Xing.

His most prideful strike couldn’t even make Fang Xing budge.

What’s more, the terrifying part was that Fang Xing hadn’t used any Power at all.

’Is this Neutralizing Force?!’

Feeling the roiling qi and blood in his body, Zhuang Bufan started to question his life.

He had taken a full-power strike while standing still, without even using his Power.

The gap between them was simply despair-inducing.

They were both at the Peak of Neutralizing Force, but with a gap this wide, he felt it was no different from facing someone in the True Qi Realm.

"My lord, you haven’t broken through to the True Qi Realm, have you?" Zhuang Bufan asked, looking at Fang Xing.

"No, I’m still a little way off," Fang Xing said lightly.

Zhuang Bufan: "..."

’Still a little way off...’

’Then what does that make me...’

"Why have you stopped? Try again," Fang Xing’s voice drifted into his ears.

Zhuang Bufan came back to his senses and shook his head. "My lord, I’d rather not humiliate myself further. There’s no need for comparison."

His full-power strike couldn’t budge him in the slightest.

If Fang Xing were to attack, it would be an absolute instant kill.

A total blowout!

Seeing Zhuang Bufan’s expression, Fang Xing stepped forward and patted his shoulder. "Don’t be discouraged. Martial Arts Cultivation requires steady accumulation over time. Just keep practicing."

Zhuang Bufan’s expression froze. He looked at Fang Xing and said in a low voice, "My lord, I heard from Lord Shen that you reached the Peak of Neutralizing Force in about a year?"

"Yes." Fang Xing nodded.

"My lord, you truly are a Demon Fiend."

Fang Xing: "..."

"You can do it too, in the future," Fang Xing said lightly.

Looking at Fang Xing, Zhuang Bufan’s heart twitched.

"If you’re not continuing, then I’ll get on with my exercises," Fang Xing said.

Hearing this, Zhuang Bufan silently retreated to the side, his eyes filled with anticipation as he watched Fang Xing.

Standing in the center of the training grounds, Fang Xing was Concentrating and Calming his mind.

In his mind, every move of the Dragon Roar Palm surfaced involuntarily.

The Dragon Roar Palm had only nine techniques in total.

He had already comprehended all nine of these Dragon Roar Palm techniques.

The power of the Dragon Roar Palm was inextricably linked to the progress of his Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt.

With every layer he broke through, the power of the Dragon Roar Palm would also increase explosively.

This was especially true when crossing between major stages.

The growth was particularly immense!

With Dragon Qi surging through his body, Fang Xing instantly raised his hand.

ROAR—!!!

A low Dragon’s Roar echoed across the training grounds as air currents swirled, taking the form of a dragon.

BOOM!!!

With a single palm strike, the entire training ground couldn’t help but tremble.

Majestic Power vibrated out, and a potent Palm Force swept forward, blasting out a hundred feet.

The palm strike seemed to unleash the charge of a rushing dragon shadow.

Zhuang Bufan stood not far away, and watching this strike, he felt an incredibly intense pressure.

If that attack were to land on him, he was afraid he would be killed instantly.

’This is the lord’s true strength!!’

Zhuang Bufan’s heart trembled.

Power transformed into a dragon.

’What kind of Top Level Martial Arts is he cultivating?!’

Zhuang Bufan was certain that this was the kind of power only a Top Level Martial Arts could possess.

A Superior Martial Arts could never reach such a level.

ROAR—!!!

The second technique of the Dragon Roar Palm blasted out, as if a True Dragon had descended, its shadow weaving across the training grounds.

Fang Xing was immersed in his practice, executing the Nine Dragon Roar Techniques one after another without pause.

Besides being closely related to the realm of his Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt, the Dragon Roar Palm was also heavily dependent on his own True Qi.

The more abundant his True Qi, the more astonishing its power became.

Dragon shadows crisscrossed the field.

A powerful might swept across the entire training grounds.

A strong sense of pressure weighed on the heart.

Zhuang Bufan retreated to the edge of the training grounds, but he could still clearly perceive the might of the Martial Arts that Fang Xing unleashed.

The might of these Martial Arts had completely transcended the scope of a Neutralizing Force Martial Artist.

At least among Neutralizing Force Martial Artists, he had never encountered such a Demon Fiend.

Even Shen Ye, before he broke through to the True Qi Realm, didn’t possess this level of Martial Arts skill.

’This level of Martial Arts skill... he could probably even clash with a Martial Artist who has just entered the True Qi Realm.’

Watching Fang Xing "exercising," a thought flashed through Zhuang Bufan’s mind.

Using Neutralizing Force to contend with the True Qi Realm.

This was a qualitative leap.

The difference between True Qi and Power alone was an absolute suppression.

Pseudo-Immortal Cultivation, a Martial Dao God!

Power is illusory, True Qi is real!

The power of the True Qi Realm was so great that even a hundred cultivators at the Peak of Neutralizing Force working together couldn’t defeat one.

They could charge through an army of ten thousand with ease.

This was the strength of the Extraordinary!

A Neutralizing Force fighting a True Qi expert was a bigger mismatch than a three-year-old child fighting a grown man.

But at this moment, he felt that Fang Xing definitely had the strength to contend with the True Qi Realm.

He hadn’t seen him use such Martial Arts last time.

And then there was that special Flame Force, completely different from ordinary flame power.