C680 I Bombarded the Martial King

"Heavenly Martial Inn, no unauthorized entry!"

Woo Zhengyang had just arrived at the entrance of the Heavenly Martial Inn when two guards stopped him.

Zhengyang paid them no mind and kept walking.

"You're asking for it!"

Seeing that he intended to force his way in, the two guards drew their swords and swung at him.

"Clang... clang..."

With two light sounds, the guards' weapons were caught in Zhengyang's hands.

As Zhengyang approached the inn, people on the street had already taken notice. When they saw the guards make a move, many knew they were in for a show. Recently, several people had tried various ways to catch the attention of the Martial King experts. A few had even attempted to storm the Heavenly Martial Inn to show off their skills, but they all met tragic ends.

Sure, you might want to show off, but forcing your way into the Heavenly Martial Inn is like slapping the Heavenly Martial Sect in the face. Even if you get past the entrance, it's a dead-end. So, no one dared to try it anymore.

Now, suddenly, here was another bold soul, and naturally, the crowd was eager to watch. But no one expected this newcomer to be so formidable, catching the guards' weapons with his bare hands!

Shock!

That was the first thought in everyone's mind, including the guards.

Impressive!

This was everyone's second thought, and it was truly shocking.

Woo Zhengyang's signature move seemed to be disarming opponents with his bare hands!

Could this guy, carrying an ancient sword and dressed in a black robe, actually be Woo Zhengyang?

No way, no way!

Everyone quickly dismissed the idea.

If it really were Woo Zhengyang, he wouldn't be foolish enough to storm into the Heavenly Martial Sect's station. That would be a death wish...

"Murong, what's your friend's name again?" Xiaocui asked Murong Hen, covering her mouth in shock.

"Lee Yuanye... What is he up to!"

"But I have to admit, your friend has a bit of Woo Zhengyang's wild streak."

"That's not wild; that's suicidal."

Murong Hen smirked, surprised that this guy had stolen the spotlight so dramatically. If he did the same, would Xiaocui start liking him?

"Woo Zhengyang's recklessness seemed suicidal to outsiders too, but in the end..."

Xiaocui suddenly stopped speaking because the situation changed again. That guy, Lee Yuanye, had actually killed two of the Heavenly Martial Sect's gatekeepers...

Showing off some skills might have been a chance, but killing members of the Heavenly Martial Sect... that's truly a death wish.

Woo Zhengyang had no idea his actions were causing such a stir among the crowd.

Seeing the two weapons coming at him, Woo Zhengyang instinctively reached out to catch them. Although he had given the Profound Heavy Gathering Silk Gloves to Liu Dahu, it didn’t matter much. With his current physical strength, handling two ordinary weapons was a piece of cake.

After catching them, Woo Zhengyang casually sent the weapons back. With the force he could now exert, those two gatekeeping disciples, who were merely Martial Disciples, couldn’t withstand it. Their own weapons pierced through them, leaving them dead on the spot.

Woo Zhengyang was filled with anger and had no time to care about their fate, ignoring even the voice of Bing Yue in his ear.

Gathering together, feasting, and plotting to overthrow the Profound Heaven Sect and capture Woo Zhengyang? Fine, let them plan to their heart’s content!

With a wave of his hand, the Invincible Cannon Car appeared, smashing through the gates and much of the front of the Heavenly Martial Sect’s outpost. Woo Zhengyang then quickly climbed onto the Invincible Cannon Car.

“What’s going on?”

A figure emerged from the main hall of the outpost, having heard the commotion outside. It was Liao Qinghua, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Martial Sect, with only one arm. But as soon as he stepped out, Liao Qinghua was taken aback.

What was this massive, gleaming object outside the outpost? Though it didn’t look like a magical artifact, it exuded a sense of danger.

A sense of danger emanated from a strange, cylindrical object on the large contraption, its interior hollow and ominously dark. As Liao Qinghua looked closer, he noticed the cylinder was slowly moving, aiming downward at him and the buildings behind him.

Following the cylinder upward, Qinghua spotted a figure grinning at him—Woo Zhengyang! While others might mistake him, Qinghua could never forget the man who had just severed his arm.

Seeing Zhengyang, Qinghua's first thought was relief that the man had emerged. But almost immediately, a second thought struck him—danger! Zhengyang was here, and he wasn't alone; he had brought something big, and it was definitely not with good intentions.

At that moment, Qinghua noticed a faint light appearing in the dark opening of the cylinder. The dangerous aura made his hair stand on end, sending a chill through his body.

"Everyone, get out of the way!" Qinghua shouted to those in the main hall behind him, as he desperately leaped to the side.

"Boom..." A white flash streaked by, followed by a deafening explosion. The ground of Profound Heaven Town shook violently, and some hastily constructed buildings collapsed with the impact. Looking back at the center of the explosion, there was no trace left of the Heavenly Martial Sect's outpost.

A massive, seemingly bottomless pit had appeared, surrounded by a web of cracks stretching for hundreds of feet. In the widest part, a person could easily fall in. And sure enough, someone did, caught off guard.

A woman crouched at the edge, slowly pulling him up. "Murong, are you okay?"

"Ugh... yeah, I'm fine, just got a mouthful of dirt. What on earth is Lee Yuanye up to?"

"Murong, do you still think he's Lee Yuanye?"

"Not Lee Yuanye... ah... he's Woo Zhengyang!" Murong Hen finally realized, and in his shock, slipped and fell back in.

"He's Woo Zhengyang!"

"Oh my gosh, my idol has finally appeared!"

"I knew it! The legendary Woo Zhengyang wouldn't stay silent forever. When he returned, it was bound to be with a bang..."

As the crowd buzzed with excitement, a graceful figure quietly appeared on a nearby building, disbelief written all over her face. It was Bing Yue, the leader of the Ice Heart Sect.

"No wonder he headed for the center. He had such a bold plan. But this is too much! With one strike, he nearly wiped out twenty or thirty martial experts, leaving only a few injured survivors..."

Bing Yue was in shock, lost in her thoughts, when she suddenly heard Woo Zhengyang muttering something nearby. She listened closely and nearly choked. Woo Zhengyang was saying, "Sigh, I'm still too soft-hearted. I shouldn't have held back my strength..."

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