Chapter 5: One Punch Knockout

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

After obtaining the *Vast Sea Tidal Technique*, Shen Chen spent only four or five days to master it, and during this period, he was fortunate enough to experience the sweetness of enlightenment once again.

Although Shen Chen could not accurately predict when he would enter the state of enlightenment, the fact that he had a much higher chance of entering this state compared to many others was his greatest reliance.

Think about it, when others were stuck at a bottleneck in their cultivation and could not break through for a long time, Shen Chen could occasionally achieve a sudden enlightenment and directly reach the peak of mastery. Such cultivation speed and talent, who in the Blood Fusion Realm could match him?

"Whoosh! Huh!" In the small forest on Luo Yan Peak, Shen Chen repeatedly threw punches, savoring the experience each time.

"Logically, I have already cultivated the *Vast Sea Tidal Technique* to the peak of mastery, so I should be able to fully unleash its power. But why do I not feel its overwhelming strength at all? Was the white-robed youth in that old man's memory really able to defeat much stronger martial artists using the *Vast Sea Tidal Technique*?" Shen Chen stood there, frowning deeply.

Ever since he cultivated the *Vast Sea Tidal Technique* to the peak of mastery, for over ten days, Shen Chen had been trying to replicate the power and style of the white-robed youth in his memory, but he never succeeded.

This made Shen Chen doubt the memory in his mind and even begin to regret whether choosing this seemingly useless *Vast Sea Tidal Technique* was a mistake.

"Clap, clap, clap..." A series of hurried footsteps sounded, and a disheveled figure suddenly darted out.

"Shen Chen, why are you here too! Run quickly! Senior Brother Liu Yong and his gang will be here soon." A tall, robust youth, dressed in the ordinary disciple attire of the Flowing Cloud Sect, with a face full of helplessness and unwillingness, shouted anxiously.

Shen Chen looked closely and recognized the robust youth as Wang Yue, the grandson of the old man Wang Hao who had saved him!

However, ever since Wang Yue joined the Flowing Cloud Sect, he had been focused on cultivation and gradually distanced himself from Shen Chen.

"Liu Yong is coming to抢淬体丹 again? Great! This time I'll let him taste my strength!" Shen Chen was not at all panicked but rather excited.

It was like a child who had just received a new toy, always eager to try it out and play with it to feel satisfied!

After breaking through to the second level of the Blood Fusion Realm and mastering the *Tiger Roar Fist*, Shen Chen had been waiting for this day.

"You... you! Sigh..." Wang Yue stammered, not knowing what to say. Moreover, Shen Chen was already at the edge of the cliff on Luo Yan Peak, with no way to escape. Wang Yue could only stand there dejectedly, saying nothing.

Wang Yue clearly remembered that when they participated in the Flowing Cloud Sect's selection, Shen Chen had barely managed to lift the thousand-pound bronze tripod, barely making it into the Flowing Cloud Sect.

Wang Yue, on the other hand, had easily lifted the thousand-pound bronze tripod and smoothly entered the Flowing Cloud Sect!

Even so, after half a month, Wang Yue had only reached the second level of the Blood Fusion Realm. Facing a third-level Blood Fusion Realm martial artist like Liu Yong, Wang Yue had no ability to resist, let alone Shen Chen, who had barely made it into the Flowing Cloud Sect!

However, Shen Chen boldly claimed he would teach the third-level Blood Fusion Realm Liu Yong a lesson. How could Wang Yue believe that?

Not long after, a series of hurried footsteps sounded from a distance, and soon, a group of six or seven people appeared before Shen Chen and Wang Yue. The leader was still Liu Yong.

"Hey! It turns out Wang Yue came to find Shen Chen! Great, we can take care of both of them at once."

"Two trash together! Truly, birds of a feather flock together!"

"Ha ha ha..."

...

Several Flowing Cloud Sect disciples mocked and ridiculed them without restraint.

"Enough talk! Hand over the Body Tempering Pill, or you'll suffer!" Another Flowing Cloud Sect disciple standing behind Liu Yong said coldly.

Wang Yue, standing to the side, wanted to refuse but was afraid of being beaten by Liu Yong and his gang, so he hesitated.

"Really talkative! If you have the guts, come and take it!" Shen Chen stepped forward, glared at the Flowing Cloud Sect disciple who had spoken, and coldly snorted.

"Hey! A few days haven't changed your attitude! Truly fearless! Don't blame me for being ruthless!" The Flowing Cloud Sect disciple glanced at Liu Yong, and upon seeing his nod, stepped forward and said disdainfully.

"Bang!" The Flowing Cloud Sect disciple stomped his foot and charged at Shen Chen.

While still in mid-air, the disciple activated his blood qi, and two pale green blood rays swirled around his arms, emitting a powerful force that could split mountains and rocks!

The fist had not even arrived, but the fierce wind from the punch already raged, creating a strong gale that made Shen Chen's clothes flutter violently.

No wonder the Flowing Cloud Sect disciple was so arrogant; he had reached the peak of the second level of the Blood Fusion Realm, with a strength of two thousand pounds!

"Whistling!" The surrounding air was torn by the disciple's powerful force, making a whistling sound.

"Hiss..." Wang Yue, standing to the side, drew a sharp breath.

As an ordinary disciple who had entered the Flowing Cloud Sect almost simultaneously with Shen Chen, Wang Yue's strength had only just reached the second level of the Blood Fusion Realm. If he faced this Flowing Cloud Sect disciple's full-strength attack, he would likely end up crippled, if not dead.

"Shen Chen is in trouble this time..." Wang Yue, unable to bear it, turned his head away, not wanting to see Shen Chen's miserable state.

"Hmph! Come on!" Shen Chen was not the least bit afraid. He spread his legs, clenched his right hand into a fist, and activated his blood qi, forming a faint green blood ray on his fist, which he swung out to meet the Flowing Cloud Sect disciple's punch.

"Tsk! Just a single blood ray, that's only the strength of the first level of the Blood Fusion Realm! Senior Brother Wu Gang is at the peak of the second level of the Blood Fusion Realm, with a punch strength of two thousand pounds, twice that of the first level! Shen Chen is truly fearless!"

"Exactly! Senior Brother Wu Gang uses the Blazing Flame Palm, which even other second-level Blood Fusion Realm martial artists might not be able to withstand, let alone a mere first-level Blood Fusion Realm martial artist!"

"Teach this Shen Chen a lesson, it will serve as a warning to others, so they don't harbor any侥幸!"

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The Flowing Cloud Sect disciples behind Liu Yong immediately started discussing.

Liu Yong looked at Shen Chen with disdain.

A mere first-level Blood Fusion Realm martial artist was the lowest of the low, meant to be bullied without any resistance. Last time, Liu Yong had already taught Shen Chen a lesson, and now he dared to resist again, which made Liu Yong very unhappy.

"Wu Gang! Don't hold back! Disable him!" Liu Yong suddenly coldly snorted.

"Sure thing!" Wu Gang, who was already formidable, suddenly had even stronger blood rays on his arms, and faint red flames began to appear.

The air was filled with a series of crackling sounds, and there was even a faint smell of burning.

The Blazing Flame Palm, although a low-tier human-grade technique, was greatly enhanced by the fiery flames, making it no less powerful than some mid-tier human-grade techniques! An ordinary second-level Blood Fusion Realm martial artist could not withstand even one punch, let alone a first-level Blood Fusion Realm martial artist.

"Die!" Wu Gang's eyes widened, his face full of smugness, and he roared.

The fierce wind from the punch made Shen Chen's hair fly up, and his face and body felt as if they were being cut by knives!

However, Shen Chen showed no fear, but rather a surging fighting spirit.

"Tiger Roar Fist!" Shen Chen roared, and his arm flashed with a blinding light.

"Roar!" Blood rays continuously swirled around Shen Chen's arm, and a massive tiger head appeared on his fist, followed by a thunderous roar!

With a loud "Bang!" Wu Gang's fist and Shen Chen's fist collided fiercely. The fierce wind from the punch raged in all directions, causing sand and stones to fly and leaves to scatter within several meters.

"Thud, thud, thud..." Shen Chen took five large steps back before he could stabilize himself. His long robe was torn into strips by the fierce wind, fluttering in the air.

On the other hand, Wu Gang was thrown back like a stone, crashing into the bushes several meters behind, unconscious and his fate unknown.

"Hisss..."

"This is the Tiger Roar Fist! The Tiger Roar Fist at the peak of mastery!"

"How is this possible?"

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For a moment, everyone present was stunned into silence.