Chapter 604 Guardian Asura (2/2)

All eyes fell on the two figures.

The two maintained the same position as before. Their fists were touching each other, and their bodies seemed to have not moved an inch.

“Who won?” Countless eyes were staring at them. Eyebrows were drawn together in puzzlement because it seemed impossible to determine the battle's outcome based on the scene in front of them.

Hou Tian was also staring at the courtyard. He frowned slightly, similarly unclear about the situation.

“What’s the situation?” the other chief disciples beside him asked.

Huo Tian said indifferently, “Zhao Jing should have won. His punch was so powerful that even I would have needed to use a lot of effort to withstand such a strike. That Zhou Yuan is asking for death by meeting that punch head on.”

The other Sacred Palace chief disciples nodded. They were equally aware of Zhao Jing’s strength.

None of them could have withstood that punch. That Zhou Yuan had to have undoubtedly died.

Tang Muxin and the others were also nervously watching the scene.

“That fool, why would he go head on against Zhao Jing!” Baili Che couldn't help but scold him through gritted teeth. If Zhou Yuan was killed, the Cangxuan Sect would be the one to lose face.

The other chief disciples didn't speak, but there was worry in their eyes.

On the pavilion, everyone was holding their breath. Even Zuoqiu Qingyu couldn’t help but clench her hands tightly. Her beautiful eyes were transfixed on the scene below, not daring to look away.

The atmosphere throughout the manor also seemed to have solidified along with the stillness of the two figures in the courtyard.

Such stillness lasted dozens of breaths.

In the center of the square, Zhou Yuan's eyelids moved slightly as he looked at the tall, ape-like figure before him. He slowly took a deep breath in through the nose.

His body was the first to move. He slowly withdrew his fist, but he did not take another glance at Zhao Jing. Instead, he brushed past Zhao Jing and headed straight towards Tang Muxin and the others.

On the other hand, Zhao Jing was still motionless.

Everybody stared at Zhou Yuan in astonishment.

“Zhao Jing, what are you doing?” Hou Tian thundered.

No one was certain as to what had happened.

“Boy, what have you done to him?” Huo Tian's gloomy eyes turned to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan halted his footsteps and spoke in a gentle voice: “It seems that the Sacred Palace's physical body technique is not as strong as I thought. So what reason do you have to laugh at my Cangxuan Sect?

“As for him?”

Zhou Yuan tilted his head slightly, his expression cold and detached. He stretched out two fingers. The next moment, a loud snap echoed across the courtyard.

Bang!

It was at that moment when he snapped his fingers that everyone was shocked to find that Zhao Jing’s thick, ape-like right arm had actually shattered into pieces!

Blood was jetting everywhere!

His entire arm had exploded!

Zhao Jing slowly began to collapse, his body falling backwards.

Hua!

The atmosphere of the whole manor was boiling, and countless gazes contained intense disbelief and horror.

All eyes then gathered on the young figure whose back was facing Zhao Jing.

Their eyes were all full of astonishment.

Who would have thought that Zhou Yuan, who seemed to have been at a disadvantage during that terrifying thunderous impact, could counter-attack with one punch and cause Zhao Jing’s ape-like arm to explode to pieces!

What kind of terrifying force was that?

Within the manor, fear gradually filled the eyes focusing on Zhou Yuan.

None of them would have thought that the newly appointed chief disciple of Saint Genesis Peak, who was a nobody amongst the seven chief disciples of Cangxuan Sect, was a guardian asura!

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