Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

Once Zhou Chen gained the upper hand, he had no reason to give up.

Tatata!

With each step, the stone bricks beneath Zhou Chen's feet shattered, sending fragments flying and piercing through the onrushing Ash-Clad Monsters.

Zhou Chen's body rolled in like a road roller, his long staff carrying a strong wind, aiming straight for the heart of the enemy.

Tong Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and the thirteen acupoints that had been opened spun rapidly, with vortexes of airflow faintly appearing around his body.

A large amount of primordial energy from heaven and earth was instantly absorbed into the acupoints. Tong Yu disregarded the pain of absorbing too much energy and only wanted to make his movements a few times faster.

"This kid's a complete novice who hasn't even learned to fly yet, how come his strength and speed are better than mine!"

At the critical moment, Tong Yu twisted his waist, creating a foot's distance to avoid Zhou Chen's attack.

However, this was only the first blow.

In an instant, the shadows of the sticks rained down on Tong Yu.

"Clang clang clang!"

Tong Yu wielded his soft sword swiftly, like a coiled snake blocking his path, while his internal energy was rapidly depleted.

After exchanging blows several times, Zhou Chen continued his offensive, but Tong Yu's face kept turning bitter.

In just a few breaths of fighting, he had already exhausted most of his internal energy. If the fight dragged on any longer, he feared he would perish here today.

On the other side, Zhou Chen was attacking with great gusto.

This was the first time he had faced an opponent at the Enlightenment Realm since breaking through to the Enlightenment Realm.

Surprisingly, aside from not being able to fly, his strength seemed to be quite good.

Just then, Zhou Chen used his old move, sweeping his staff horizontally.

Overwhelmed by the dense, rain-like attacks, Tong Yu's eyes lit up. He immediately flicked his soft sword, making the blade as straight as a spear and as fast as lightning.

Seeing this, Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced, letting the soft sword stab at him, and thrust out a stick at close range.

Tong Yu was overjoyed, realizing that the flaw he had deliberately created had worked.

Aside from his soft sword skills, Tong Yu was also extremely skilled with hidden weapons, wielding steel needles with unparalleled prowess.

Whenever he fought an opponent whose weapon was superior to his own, he would engage in a direct confrontation, tricking his opponent into using their strengths to exploit their weaknesses.

When the crucial moment arrived, he used a hidden weapon technique to throw a soft sword, unexpectedly ending the lives of several equally matched opponents.

He watched the long staff draw ever closer, a cold smile playing on his lips. The muscles in his right arm bulged, and he changed his grip on the sword from a grasping motion to a pushing motion.

The soft sword instantly transformed into a flash of cold light and flew towards Zhou Chen.

The next moment, Zhou Chen unexpectedly lowered his body, his upper body parallel to the ground, just enough to dodge the incoming soft sword.

The soft sword failed to hit Zhou Chen, but continued forward, piercing through the bodies of more than ten Ash-type monsters before slowly coming to a stop.

At the same time, Zhou Chen used the momentum of bending his body to push the long staff forward again.

"Bang!"

The tip of the stick struck Tong Yu's chest, unleashing immense power.

Tong Yu was struck so hard that he coughed up blood and flew backward.

On his chest, the protective armor had shattered inch by inch, exposing bone fragments and creating a large crater.

"How did you know my moves!" Tong Yu exclaimed, his eyes filled with confusion.

Since he mastered this technique of abandoning the sword to fight, everyone who has seen it has died.

When they ambushed Yi Yan that day, Yi Yan was only concerned with escaping and avoided fighting, so they did not use this move.

This method should be absolutely impossible to leak.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he racked his brains, he would never have known that there was such a supernatural power as telepathy, which could discern the direction of an opponent's muscle exertion.

Zhou Chen did not respond, but stepped forward and raised his long staff again!

Tong Yu was hit in the chest and was still not recovered. When he saw Zhou Chen attack again, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Have mercy, sir!"

As Zhou Chen's figure drew closer, he shouted loudly.

However, as Zhou Chen approached, Tong Yu's face showed no fear whatsoever, but instead revealed a smug smile of triumph.

With a flick of his left hand, several silver-white steel needles shot out, so fast that they were just afterimages.

"Let's see how you dodge this time!"

Zhou Chen neither dodged nor avoided, his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts circulated wildly, and his skin became as hard as iron.

The steel needles clanged and clattered, piercing only the outer clothing and leaving faint white marks on the skin.

And the Moonflower Staff in his hand had already smashed down!

"Impossible! How can a martial artist in the Qi Opening Realm withstand my steel needles without wearing armor!" Upon hearing the sound of the steel needles hitting the ground, Tong Yu's expression changed again, much like a chameleon.

At such a close distance, coupled with his unique hidden weapon technique, the power of the steel needles he shot was comparable to that of an expert at the middle dantian realm.

The person in front of me resisted so effortlessly, without even penetrating my skin.

With the long staff pointing at his head, Tong Yu, already exhausted, had no ability to resist.

"Bang!"

His head exploded, Tong Yu's body convulsed slightly, and he completely lost his life.

Just then, several black threads shot out from a distance like cats that had smelled blood, their target being Tong Yu's body, from which scalding blood was gushing out.

Zhou Chen abruptly stopped the long staff, and the force of the attack spread out, shattering the incoming black threads into dust.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of crimson flames surged from the Moonflower Staff, flowing down the staff and onto Tong Yu's corpse, instantly igniting a raging fire.

"He died just like that?" Gao Tian watched as his master's mortal enemy was killed by Zhou Chen in less than half a moment after appearing on the scene, as if in a dream.

If they had known that Junior Brother Zhou Chen was so powerful, then why did they disband the Crimson Flame Martial Arts School and live in constant fear of enemy attacks?

"Well done, Brother Zhou!" Shi Feng, who had the lowest cultivation level among those present, cheered.

Although he caught a glimpse of Tong Yu as soon as he appeared, all he saw after a few fleeting afterimages.

Then, a headless corpse lay on the ground, but that didn't stop him from cheering.

"I'm going to support Master, you all be careful!" Zhou Chen saw that the flesh and blood on Tong Yu's corpse had been burned away by the flames condensed from the Crimson Flame True Skill, so he put the official seal not far away into his pocket and left.

The increasingly dense horde of Ash-like monsters in front of him failed to hinder Zhou Chen's progress in the slightest.

Although he cannot fly, Zhou Chen is no slower than those flying in the sky in terms of straight-line speed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Then, Gao Tian and the others saw a figure rushing straight toward the direction where Yi Yan and Chi Chengzi were.

Zhou Chen did not move or dodge the houses blocking his way, but instead relied on his physical body to break through the walls.

The commotion was so great that it attracted the attention of many surviving martial artists.

In just a few dozen breaths, Zhou Chen had already approached Yi Yan's location.

At this moment, the long staff in Yi Yan's hand bent slightly, no longer straight.

His breathing was much weaker than before; he was barely holding on to his last breath.

Upon seeing Zhou Chen arrive, Yi Yan leaned against the wall, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes as he looked at him.

Having run a martial arts school for most of his life, he still has at least a few loyal and devoted disciples, which makes his journey to the county town for this opportunity worthwhile.

"Zhou Chen... let's go..."

"This fiend has awakened its powers; it's not someone you can handle."

Yi Yan shifted his feet and stood in front of Zhou Chen.

"Hahaha, you're really about to die, you can't even tell the difference between your own disciple's cultivation level!" Chi Chengzi laughed loudly, his eyes filled with killing intent as he looked at Zhou Chen.