The Strongest Mythical Emperor-Chapter 72 - Overwhelming Force

72: Chapter 72: Overwhelming Force

72 -72: Overwhelming Force

As soon as Qin Jun’s words were spoken, everyone turned to look at him in unison, their faces exhibiting a myriad of bizarre expressions.

Although he held the esteemed title of King Yue and had super-powerful beings under his command, his own cultivation level was not recognized by anyone; hence, his challenge to Zhuo Junjie now elicited strange looks from the surrounding cultivators.

Could King Yue be trying to use Zhuo Junjie to boost his reputation?

But Zhuo Junjie was known for his arrogance—how could he possibly add a defeat to his record?

With this thought, the expressions of the cultivators turned to mockery.

Nan Yuxin opened her mouth wide, her face full of confusion as she watched Qin Jun approach Zhuo Junjie.

Having witnessed Zhuo Junjie’s formidable strength, how could this guy still dare to challenge him?

If he lost, it would be a disgrace to the royal family!

Chang Qianqian, on the other hand, was excited—Qin Jun had fought Zhuo Junjie before, perhaps he could once again turn the tables with his mysterious magic!

Unfortunately, this time Zhuo Junjie was not likely to be careless again.

Qin Jun came before Zhuo Junjie and smiled, saying, “Brother Zhuo, would you honor me with a battle?”

Zhuo Junjie was almost twice his age, yet Qin Jun still addressed him as a young hero—a shameless act that only Qin Jun could commit.

Zhuo Junjie was expressionless; shaking his sword in his right hand, he said coldly, “I seek to wash away my former disgrace!”

As these words were spoken, the entire venue was set ablaze with excitement.

Wash away his former disgrace?

Does that mean Zhuo Junjie had suffered at the hands of Qin Jun?

“Do you all remember?

Someone defeated Zhuo Junjie within the Xuanling Sect and then left unscathed!”

“Right, it could very well be King Yue—only he could defeat Zhuo Junjie and leave entirely intact.”

“Indeed, after all, King Yue was still a prince half a month ago, and the Xuanling Sect wouldn’t dare to mess with him.”

“Give it a rest, you’re all just guessing.

If King Yue could defeat Zhuo Junjie, I’d swallow this sword!”

“Exactly!

If King Yue wins, I’d eat the bowl!”

The cultivators were all buzzing with discussion, most of them still not believing that Qin Jun could defeat Zhuo Junjie.

Chang Qianqian asked Daji anxiously, “Sister Daji, can Qin Jun win?”

“He never does anything he’s unsure of.” Daji shook her head with a smile, enlightening Chang Qianqian.

Indeed, ever since she met Qin Jun, she had never seen him fail.

Nan Yuxin looked at Daji with surprise. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Because of her father, she had heard information about Daji—this woman had beauty capable of bringing down countries, but she was also a terrifying presence that had slain Xiahou En, an enemy even her father couldn’t kill.

Even if Daji might have used some tricks, her strength was still formidable.

Thus, the words spoken by Daji made Nan Yuxin believe them a bit—could it be that Qin Jun really had the strength?

At that moment, a burst of silver light shone, and everyone saw Qin Jun produce a spear three yards long, the Silver Dragon Execution Spear, which, along with his white robe, truly gave the impression of a deity possessed.

With the appearance of the Silver Dragon Execution Spear, everyone’s eyes lit up.

Such a magnificent spear, giving off an oppressive heaviness.

“What a fine spear!” exclaimed Zhuo Junjie, his eyes filled with admiration, while the recently defeated Lu Xuanfeng stared intently at the Silver Dragon Execution Spear.

Qin Jun understood the risks of carrying a valuable treasure, but he had no need to fear.

In the Qianyue Kingdom, with the protection of Daji and the Roaring Sky Dog, he feared no one, even if all three major sects were to come at him together.

For the Roaring Sky Dog could burst forth with power surpassing the Transforming Void Realm, existing at the Earth Immortal Realm!

“Come, this time I will defeat you fair and square!” Qin Jun said with a light chuckle, not bothering to lower his voice.

Most people could understand his meaning—he was implying that he had previously defeated Zhuo Junjie, albeit not by honorable means.

“How is that possible…” Lu Xuanfeng’s face showed utter disbelief.

Old Zhang was also staring at the Silver Dragon Execution Spear in Qin Jun’s hand, his experienced eyes recognizing its exceptional quality.

Qin Jun held up the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance with both hands and said with a smile to Zhuo Junjie, “Come on!”

But inside he was cursing furiously, damn, would you hurry up already, this lance weighs five thousand catties!

Zhuo Junjie gave a slight nod of his head and instantly raised his sword to stab at Qin Jun.

Since Qin Jun was of higher status, it made no sense to let Qin Jun make the first move.

Although the speed of this sword thrust was not his pinnacle, cultivators below the Foundation Establishment level simply could not defend against it in time.

Qin Jun’s experience was not as refined as those of the same rank, but his senses were on par.

He didn’t retreat but instead lifted the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance to smash towards Zhuo Junjie.

His movements were full of openings, eliciting a disdainful curve on Zhuo Junjie’s lips.

He quickly flicked his sword, aiming to knock the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance out of Qin Jun’s hands.

Unfortunately, he had not anticipated the terrifying weight of the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance.

Clang!

Zhuo Junjie’s expression changed as he saw his longsword get bent by the lance, which then barrelled towards his chest.

In an instant, he hastily dodged, but he lost his balance and uncontrollably stumbled backwards, taking more than a dozen steps before he finally came to a stop.

Silence!

The entire venue fell silent, and everyone’s eyes were wide open.

In the first round, Zhuo Junjie was repelled?

Lu Xuanfeng was also dumbstruck.

He knew all too well how difficult it was to force Zhuo Junjie back, let alone do so head-on.

A look of shock appeared on Zhuo Junjie’s face, and through gritted teeth, he asked, “How heavy is this lance of yours exactly?”

Just a moment ago, he felt that if he was even a step slower, he might have been seriously injured by the impact.

With a clang, Qin Jun grounded the butt of his lance on the floor and said with a light chuckle, “Not too heavy, just five thousand catties.”

Five thousand catties…

Hiss—

Everyone in the audience sucked in a breath, staring at Qin Jun as if he were a monster.

Nan Yuxin felt the same, recalling how the last time she saw Qin Jun wielding the lance, he was as tired as a dog, and she had mocked him for it.

Now thinking back, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Chang Qianqian was even more thrilled than before, not expecting Qin Jun to be so formidable, no longer needing to resort to tricks as he had previously.

“How is this possible, a longspeare weighing five thousand catties?

What material is it made of?”

“Perhaps there’s a spatial formation attached to it, hiding its weight.”

“King Yue looks frail, but who knew his strength was so terrifying!”

“Tsk tsk, it seems King Yue has the valor of a great ancestor!”

The cultivators around were abuzz with discussion when Qin Jun raised his lance and attacked Zhuo Junjie, seizing the moment of his panic to aim for his life!

The lance struck like a dragon, with bolts of lightning traveling from Qin Jun’s hands along the shaft of the lance, which became surrounded by crackling electricity in an instant, appearing like thousands of birds screeching under the night sky in a dazzling display.

This move was something Qin Jun had comprehended just a few days earlier, the combination of Thunder Palm and the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance, making his thrust faster and more destructive.

Zhuo Junjie’s pupils shrank, but he didn’t shy away and charged directly at Qin Jun.

Although the weight of the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance was terrifying, it also greatly limited Qin Jun’s speed.

“I will not lose!”

Zhuo Junjie’s eyes were cold as ice, and his longsword moved as fast as a whirlwind.

Just as the lance and sword were about to clash, he suddenly spun around, moving so quickly that afterimages appeared, sidestepping the Silver Dragon Soul-Sealing Lance and turning back to attempt decapitating Qin Jun with his sword.

This scene made the cultivators’ eyes widen.

Zhuo Junjie’s speed had reached its peak, and not a single Foundation Establishment cultivator would have had time to dodge!