C159 Body Forging Mythology Fourteenth Chapter(2)

“Stunned, huh... uh...”

Ma Tenglong's mocking laughter abruptly stopped as he looked in disbelief at his own abdomen.

Woo Zhengyang's finger had pierced through his protective armor as if it were nothing, striking directly at his core.

A surge of violent energy shot from Woo Zhengyang's finger into Ma Tenglong's core, instantly igniting the vital energy within.

The explosive energy tore through Ma Tenglong's meridians, followed by the shattering of his core...

“My core is shattered... my power is gone!”

That was Ma Tenglong's first thought.

Before he could even mourn, a second thought emerged: “I'm dead...”

Woo Zhengyang transformed his finger into a fist, relying solely on his raw strength, and struck Ma Tenglong.

With his inner armor damaged and his power destroyed, Ma Tenglong had no energy left to protect himself. He couldn't withstand the punch, and his internal organs were shattered as he was sent flying off the platform...

The entire arena fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

When Ma Tenglong advanced, everyone thought Woo Zhengyang was done for.

But no one expected the battle to change so quickly—Woo Zhengyang only had an injured arm, while Ma Tenglong was finished!

With the cost of a severely injured arm, Woo Zhengyang managed to kill Ma Tenglong, who had just advanced to the Martial Master Stage. Everyone found it hard to believe their eyes. Could a Body Tempering cultivator be rewriting history?

At least in Woo Zhengyang's case, a new legend was born. A Body Tempering Martial Disciple had challenged and defeated a Martial Master, creating a myth of its own! In today's world, if a Martial Disciple could challenge a Martial Master, they would already be considered a genius. To actually defeat one would be a miracle. So, what else could you call a Body Tempering Disciple who vanquishes a Martial Master but a legend?

"Thud..."

The sound of Ma Tenglong's body hitting the ground echoed clearly across the unusually silent Heavenly Martial Plaza. The crowd, initially in shock, finally snapped back to reality, confirming that what they had just witnessed was no illusion.

"Long'er..." Ma Feiyi cried out in anguish, collapsing to the ground. The death of Ma Tengyue had already shattered him, and now Ma Tenglong was gone too, killed by Woo Zhengyang right after his advancement. The emotional rollercoaster was too much; bleeding was insufficient to express Ma Feiyi's grief as he fainted, blood streaming from his orifices.

"Is... is this real? Did Mr. Zhengyang really kill Ma Tenglong, who had just reached the Martial Master Stage?" Liang Ruoxuan murmured in disbelief.

Compared to everyone else, Liang Ruoxuan was the most shocked. From the start of the Dan King competition, Woo Zhengyang had repeatedly surprised her. Just when she thought she understood him, he shattered her expectations again, leaving her in awe.

"Miss, this person... is definitely not ordinary!" Uncle Hai remarked, acknowledging Woo Zhengyang for the first time.

"Ruoxuan, I think your marriage prospects are looking up..." Yu Jun teased, leaning in with a grin.

"Uncle Yu Jun, please don't tease me... We... it's impossible..." Liang Ruoxuan smiled, though her voice wavered slightly.

Just as Yu Jun was about to speak again, Liang Ruoxuan suddenly realized, exclaiming, "Oh no... Zhengyang's arm is injured, Uncle Hai, quickly get some medicine!"

But someone was quicker than them. Already by Woo Zhengyang's side, Loong Zhiwu handed him a pill.

Seeing Loong Zhiwu offer the medicine, Woo Zhengyang was bewildered. As the head of Heavenly Martial Academy, didn't she realize he had just killed their top outer disciple? Instead of addressing the death of her student, she was offering medicine to the killer. What kind of logic was this?

More importantly, Woo Zhengyang had another unresolved issue with the Heavenly Martial Sect, one far more shocking than killing Ma Tenglong. So, faced with the pill from Loong Zhiwu, Woo Zhengyang hesitated for a long time, unsure whether to accept it.

Loong Zhiwu, despite being the first to step into the ring, relied on her agility. She was still in shock. At such a young age, achieving the pinnacle of alchemy and now creating a legend by having a Body Tempering cultivator defeat a Martial Master—either accomplishment would make someone famous worldwide. Yet, all these feats were embodied in one person.

Known for her genius, Loong Zhiwu was encountering a talent that even she found astonishing, leaving her momentarily lost in thought.

"How can such a prodigy be at the Profound Heaven Sect? I should recruit him... Heavenly Martial Academy? No, they couldn't possibly contain his potential!"

The scene unfolded with Loong Zhiwu offering a healing pill, while Woo Zhengyang looked at her, unsure of what to do. Meanwhile, Loong Zhiwu was preoccupied with thoughts of recruiting him, and they both remained in this state, seemingly gazing at each other with deep affection.

In the audience, Liang Ruoxuan's expression dimmed for a moment but quickly recovered. "Zhengyang, stop the bleeding first!"

Hearing Liang Ruoxuan's call, Woo Zhengyang and Loong Zhiwu realized they were staring at each other, and both felt a wave of embarrassment.