The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 198 A Huge Fist From the Fog

Girls who grew up in the wasteland are very innocent. When they encounter something that makes them happy, they will definitely put happiness on their faces, shouting and smiling, hoping to let everyone know their happiness.

Tang Xiaotang was very happy to be accepted as an apprentice by the powerful Mr. Twelve of the Academy whom he saw with his own eyes. A charming smile kept appearing on his face. The snow under my feet that has not changed for more than ten years can't help but feel pleasing to the eye.

Because of her cuteness, because she is not pretentious, and because of Ye Chao's evaluation of the Mozong in the Mozong Mountain Gate, Ning Que and the others quickly accepted her, even Ye who thought that the Mozong should not exist. Red Fish has to say that this girl is really likable.

So the few people walked for half a day among the snow-white mountain roads, and they didn't feel bored.

As the sun hung high above the sky, a few people came to a valley, which was filled with extremely thick fog, even if the wind in the mountains was strong, it couldn't make them shallow.

At this time, the girl stopped, pointed to the valley and said, "Master, we will reach the north shore of Daming Lake after we leave there."

Ye Chao nodded, and did not feel the joy of leaving the depths of the only snow-white Tianqi Mountains, but looked at the depths of the thick fog with some playfulness.

"Let's go."

After he finished speaking in a very calm tone, he walked towards the exit of the valley first. Several people felt that he was a little abnormal, but they followed without thinking about the joy of leaving the Tianqi Mountain Range.

The cold mist condensed between the valleys. Besides making the place even colder, the range of sight could only extend to a distance of less than one zhang.

Ning Que, who had walked into the valley, couldn't help but think, if someone was lying in ambush behind the rocks in the mist, heard the footsteps of his group coming, and then made a surprise attack, they might not even have a chance to react.

Just as he thought of this, the mist in the valley suddenly surged, and then he saw a big fist coming from a distance, bigger than the bowl he used to eat noodles in Laobizhai.

……

The fog was very dense, and even the icy cold wind on the wasteland could not shake them, but because of that fist, the fog that had been permeating for countless years and never dissipated was actually torn into tiny invisible particles.

In just a moment, it came in front of Ye Chao, and the blowing wind that followed was like the cold wind in the valley suddenly becoming tens of times stronger, rustling everyone's clothes and hair.

There were solid rocks crumbling beneath it, and snow-covered cedars crumbling to crumbs.

The owner of the fist knew that his target was Mr. Twelve of the academy, and he also knew that after this fist, he would offend the most terrifying force in the world, but he still wanted to do so, because once he had that wooden box, he would never have to be like that again. It is like a weed swaying in the wind in the world.

Mo Shanshan's expression became uneasy, she felt the terrifying power and indomitable momentum contained in that punch, and knew that even the talisman condensed by her master might not be able to stop it in the slightest, but Ye Wusha was entering Daming Lake He was seriously injured before.

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, and instantly cast the half-way talisman she had realized from the block formation.

On the one hand, Ye Hongyu recognized the identity of the person when the fist just appeared, because she knew the terror of that person, so she pulled out the long sword one step earlier than Mo Shanshan.

In the mist, a big black umbrella also bloomed like a black lotus flower.

The only ones who were not nervous in the arena were Dahei next to Ye Hongyu and the little sparrow in Ye Chao's clothes. They knew how strong Ye Chao was. Ye Chao couldn't stop it.

……

Looking at the fist that appeared in front of his eyes, Ye Chao calmly threw the wooden box in his hand to the ground, and then stretched out his right hand to grab the fist.

The fierce wind stopped, and the mist in the sky continued to surge and permeate back again.

The fist that seemed to destroy mountains and rivers stopped only because a hand whiter than a woman was holding it.

The middle-aged man raised his thick eyebrows, and looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief.

This punch was a punch he had prepared for a long time, it was the punch he came to the mountain gate again after decades, it was the punch he decided to destroy everything that bound his own existence, and it was also the most powerful punch he had since he practiced .

Tang, who only knows how to play with knives, couldn't catch this punch, and the Taoist with a wooden sword he met just now couldn't catch it, but it was caught by the injured Academy Twelve.

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The speed of punching was extremely fast, and Ye Chao's speed of receiving punches was also fast. Even before the wooden box that fell to the ground fell to the ground, the turbulent fog still stayed in place.

Ye Chao pulled his fist back onto his shoulder, twisted his body, and grabbed the man's arm with his left hand at the same time, his back muscles bulged in an instant, and a huge force suddenly emerged.

Almost at the same time, there was a small muffled sound and the sound of the wooden box falling to the ground at the same time, and a huge human-shaped pothole instantly appeared on the hard stone road.

Then, because of the air wave generated by the middle-aged man's rapid landing, the wooden box was destroyed, and white-gray dust and faint mist were intertwined in the air.

The middle-aged man didn't stand up to resist, because the fall had already shattered his meridians and viscera, and his proud body couldn't move at this moment.

Looking at the rising gray dust, he laughed self-deprecatingly, and the viscous blood and internal organs kept gushing out of his mouth.

"A person who grew up in the Demon Sect's mountain gate would be so stupid as to believe the dream uttered by the head of the Tianyu Academy, and even destroy everything he managed because of this dream. It's really stupid."

The middle-aged man stood up tremblingly from the pit, looked at Ye Chao who was rubbing his wrist, and said, "But Prince Jin is here, and Ye Su is here, and I even saw Mr. Da's trace, don't you Did you believe that person's dream?"

Ye Chaodao: "Ye Su came because he was stupid, I came because of the owner of this lump of ashes, and senior brother came because he didn't expect me to come."

The middle-aged man didn't say anything else, wiped off the blood on his face, stood up tremblingly and put the fly ash scattered on the ground back into the wooden box, then picked up the wooden box, looked at Ye Chao and said : "Thank you Mr. Twelve for not killing me."

Ye Chao shook his head and said, "You don't need to thank me for this kindness. I didn't kill you because of other reasons. Also, you don't have to take up the post of Zhenbei General."

The middle-aged man paused. He knew that if he resigned from the position of General Zhenbei, it would mean that he would face many people who wanted to kill him.

But feeling the killing intent coming from that person, he began to struggle and remain silent. After a long time, he looked up at Ye Chao and said, "Okay, it's just that the handover of military affairs is a very troublesome thing, I need time."

(End of this chapter)