Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 232 - 147 Songhe Style, Expulsion_2

Crack!

No reply came; with a powerful squeeze, he crushed the skull in one go.

Every trace of life vanished as he stepped out of a house amidst ruins, gazing at the remaining members of the Songhe Style.

Entering Strength, Core...

A cold light lurked in his eyes, casting a shadow over everyone’s hearts, and behind him the Red Tiger coalesced, sweeping over the area like a ferocious beast, not sparing a shred of Power.

Drops of fresh blood seeped out, and Chen Feng took down the Songhe plaque hanging over the main gate.

Crack!

The plaque shattered.

"From today on."

"There is no longer a Songhe Style in the world."

...

Rolling flames shot up to the sky, and a plume of black smoke rose from atop a low hill.

What was once a prosperous Martial Arts Sect now seemed to have caught fire, with buildings collapsing one after another.

"What’s happening? How could there be a fire?"

"Wasn’t this supposed to be a major Martial Arts school of our Huai City, with a Martial Arts Master in charge? How could it catch fire?"

"Who knows, I don’t even know if the fire can be put out..."

Vehicles on the nearby road all stopped because of this, and passersby in the countryside quickly took out their phones, some to call the fire department, some to capture the scene.

For a moment, no one noticed.

A black sedan departed from the roadside, slowly leaving the area.

Cao Tong, sitting in the passenger seat, looked excited, turning his head to gaze out the window, feeling a sense of vengeance being served.

Zhao Tingxiao was driving, but he was also somewhat distracted.

He had killed Ting Xiao, destroyed the Mountain Gate, and crippled all the Cores.

In the rearview mirror, his senior brother was quietly reading a blue-gray book, seemingly calm, but Zhao Tingxiao felt his great presence all over again.

Even without the coverage of the Heavenly Eye, such a thunderous approach was not something he could do without a great deal of hesitation.

Chen Feng didn’t pay too much attention to this.

Kill when it’s time to kill, cripple when it’s necessary to cripple.

Since the Songhe Style dared to stand with the Flying Dragon Style, targeting them towards death, such consequences were nothing but expected.

As for those ordinary disciples not even skilled in Internal Training, he disdained to lift a hand against these weaklings who hadn’t even practiced Martial Arts True Skill.

If they cannot recognize reality, someone will inevitably send them to their deaths.

Immediately, he pushed away these stray thoughts, looking back at the book in his hands.

It was Martial Arts True Skill secret techniques found in the secret chamber of the Songhe Sect’s Mountain Gate. Everything else was more or less the same as that of the Flame Tiger Sect, but this one skill caught his attention.

[Crane Essence Technique]

[Once fully cultivated, one could consume Primordial Energy to stimulate Acupoints when severely injured, temporarily returning to peak condition...]

[Stage classification: Initial Yuan, Heavenly Yuan, Crane Yuan!]

Chen Feng flipped through it and roughly understood the principle behind the secret technique used by the Songhe Sect Master.

The human body possessed Primordial Energy, which was the most fundamental essence of life.

Using a certain method to consume it, filling the body’s acupoints, one could briefly stimulate the body, suppressing all negative states.

"It’s a pity..."

Shaking his head, Chen Feng had thought it was a secret technique that could directly heal injuries.

Its effects were flawed in many ways, not only difficult to cultivate, but the whole Songhe Style only had the Sect Leader who barely reached grand achievement.

Moreover, the consumption of Primordial Energy was high, and the more it was used, the greater the burden on the body and the weaker the subsequent stimulation effect.

This was also the reason why the Songhe Sect Leader began to retreat faster and faster afterwards, almost unable to suppress the negative impact of the injuries.

Even, remembering the other’s hair turning from black to white.

Chen Feng suspected that if the other party used it one more time, he would likely die directly without Chen Feng having to act.

"Keep it for now."

Better to have it than not, Chen Feng closed the copy of the True Skill.

Then, pretending to look out the window, roadside trees and wilderness continuously receded.

The whistling of the wind entered the ears, and the front panel subtly appeared in front of his eyes.

[Heart of Glory LV2:33/100]

Progress was slow, which Chen Feng had anticipated, not holding out much hope for the short term.

In contrast.

The real goal and gains of this trip.

[Green Armor LV4:1/100]

The nutrients provided by the three True Intents, along with the cumulative Fear of other Songhe Style disciples.

Finally, he had accrued enough to break through and upgrade the Green Armor.

He hadn’t had the chance to adapt to the specific effects, but he already had an understanding and had received feedback from inspiration.

Two changes in total.

First, the Green Armor moved at will.

The unicorn’s sturdy shell was no longer just a rigid covering; it could now partially shield the torso with just a thought.

The enhancements to strength and defense had also slightly increased.

Secondly, a unique skill.

Or rather, a skill that could only be utilized in the Green Armor Form.

Its power would need to be tested later, but...

"I am now capable of battling a Grandmaster."

A powerful intuition, the confidence that sprang from the feedback of the Green Armor’s upgrade, enabled Chen Feng to let go of all his worries.

Even if a Grandmaster were to arrive in person at this moment.

After activating the Green Armor Form, he could engage in direct combat without being outmatched.

Buzz Buzz!

As his thoughts flickered, his phone suddenly vibrated.

Quickly, a message came through. Chen Feng opened it and his gaze sharpened.

[Lin Xiaoyun: The Golden Splitting Eagle Sect has suffered a major defeat, the Flying Eagle Master seriously injured, and has now chosen to join the Southern Martial Alliance, serving as protectors alongside the Golden Saber Sect, with the Flying Dragon Style as the leader.]

[Additionally, the Flying Dragon Style has publicly announced that in three days, they will head to Yue City, Ze Province, to challenge the Giant Elephant Sect!]

...

"Everyone has received the news, right?"

Ze Province, bordering Feng Province to the east, located in the heartland of the continent.

A range of mountains stood towering, known as Yue Mountain in Ze Province.

Continuous buildings scattered across the mountainside and flat mountaintop, bustling with figures at this moment, especially within the guest room where over a dozen Martial Arts True Intent practitioners from different schools could be seen.

"The Flying Eagle Master is a veteran Grandmaster, yet has lost to Lu Xinglong."

"Now that the entire Gold-splitting Flying Eagle Stream has decided to submit, I’m afraid their next step will be to come to our Ze Province."

Some were filled with worry, and others around them nodded in agreement with gloomy faces.

But then, someone with a slight frown spoke up in opposition.

"The Flying Eagle Stream has been at the top for too many years, becoming too complacent, their defeat was within expectations."

"Let’s just wait and see how the Whale Body Covering Sea School and the Lion Heart Sect react."

These words immediately sparked discontent among others.

"The Lion Heart Sect? They’ve been tied up by the Golden Saber Sect already... and besides, the Mad Lion Master doesn’t have much time left, does he?"

"Instead of waiting for them, we should take the initiative to strike!"

The atmosphere once again became tense, and people’s expressions varied as they ultimately turned their gaze to the burly middle-aged man at the head of the table.

He wore a tight suit embroidered with the image of a giant elephant trampling the earth.

"Master Zhang, may I ask when will the Giant Elephant Master emerge from seclusion?"

"Today."

The burly middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and broad face spoke solemnly, "Additionally, the Whale Flow Master has already sent a message hoping to join forces with us against the Flying Dragon."

"Everyone, there are three days left, prepare yourselves early."

...

"The Flying Eagle Stream was defeated so quickly?"

On his way back, Cao Tong also received similar news, looking a bit uncomfortable.

In recent times, he had learned of Flame Tiger Sect’s past glory and grudges, but even at its peak, the Flame Tiger Sect was still somewhat inferior to the Gold-splitting Flying Eagle Stream, having never won first place at the Martial Arts Tournament.

For a moment, his mind was filled with chaotic thoughts, and as he returned to Nanjiang City, it took him time to regain his composure.

Zhao Tingxiao, walking by his side, seemed similarly troubled, both wearing uneasy expressions.

In the face of this, Chen Feng maintained his silence, simply looking out the window at the pedestrians on the street and some skyscrapers under construction.

"There isn’t much time left."

As the thought passed, Chen Feng was well aware that the Flying Dragon Style would not easily halt its expansion.

The Golden Splitting Eagle Sect had just fallen, and they were daring enough to continue declaring war in short order.

This could only mean they were extremely confident and assured of victory.

Likewise, it also indicated another matter.

He could no longer hesitate.

After all, if the Flying Dragon Style truly defeated the Giant Elephant Sect and the Whale Body Covering Sea School, then the Southern Martial Alliance would rise rapidly, dominating the entire Southern Martial Arts World.

At that time, with more than four or five Grandmasters pressing down on him in Nanjiang,

Even with the aid of the Holy Shield Giant, he wouldn’t be able to match them.

As for hiding, with Heavenly Eye and the entire Martial Arts World on alert, unless he took the Flame Tiger Sect into the deep mountains and forests for a lifetime or left Chi Country completely,

He would have nowhere to flee.

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His eyes flickered with cold light as Chen Feng looked out at the familiar sights beyond the window.

He had hoped to gather more strength until he could kill a Grandmaster before making a move.

But...

It was time to collect some interest.

That would be enough!