Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1399 - 676
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Flame Kick!
With a sharp sonic boom, Fang Cheng breathed out and unleashed a heavy Whip Kick at close range.
Bang—
The kick landed solidly on Jiang Chen’s lower back.
The dull, explosive sound of flesh colliding was like spring thunder.
Jiang Chen’s bronze armor, untouched for two thousand years, shattered instantly upon impact, scattering countless sharp metal fragments in all directions.
The immense power penetrated Jiang Chen’s torso, causing his massive figure to lean slightly forward and lose balance.
Golden flames followed the gaps in the shattered armor, invading his withered flesh and burning the cold Corpse Qi with a sizzling sound.
Jiang Chen let out a low roar as the Bone Spurs on his back suddenly retracted.
Two spear-like spurs retaliated toward Fang Cheng while another two tried to pierce into the ground to stabilize his posture.
But Fang Cheng wouldn’t give him a chance to adjust and counterattack.
Leveraging the recoil from the Whip Kick, he pressed his left foot onto the ground.
The stone slab shattered instantly, and his figure soared up.
Fang Cheng twisted his waist and turned his hips, his spine channeling power to rotate his body rapidly in mid-air.
With this violent centrifugal force, his right leg whipped through the air, creating a fiery storm.
Tornado Kick!
True Sun Fire compressed rapidly along the leg’s shadow, briefly illuminating half the night sky.
This airborne strike nearly exhausted all of Fang Cheng’s muscle explosiveness and vitality.
In sheer destructive power, it was on par with a charged strike using the Kirin Arm.
Boom!
The foot, wrapped in an aura of destruction, slammed fiercely into the center of Jiang Chen’s back.
The overwhelming Power surged into Jiang Chen’s body, sending his huge figure flying sideways.
Jiang Chen, like a cannonball struck by a heavy hammer, skimmed the ground and flew backward.
Four Bone Spurs sparked a series of blinding sparks on the stone slab, carving several deep furrows in its path.
Crash—
He smashed heavily into the main hall of the ancestral temple, breaking several thick support pillars.
Accompanied by the crunch of breaking wood, the majestic roof of the main hall collapsed.
Debris, beams, and tiles rained down, quickly burying the once-invincible King of Zombies in the ruins.
At this moment, Xu Hao, thrown backward, fell from the sky along with a wooden stake.
"Ouch, damn it!"
He landed heavily in the distant mud.
The jolt from the fall shattered the stake into pieces, and the coarse hemp ropes binding him broke apart.
Xu Hao reacted quickly, rolling several times in the mud to disperse the impact.
He didn’t bother wiping the mud from his eyes, scrambling to his feet and craning his neck eagerly toward the main hall.
Seeing the scene before him, Xu Hao’s eyes widened, his mouth slowly opened, and he even forgot to breathe.
The entire courtyard of the temple fell into a deathly silence.
Supervisor Wu’s previously calm face twisted dramatically.
He stared blankly at the smoldering scorched furrow, his mind blank.
Qian Dongming lay on the ground, trembling violently as if convulsing.
His muddled old eyes showed unprecedented terror, and his throat emitted a gasping "gah gah" sound, as if someone was choking him.
That was the king they revered as a God, from whom they yearned for the gift of immortality!
Now, like an old sack, he was kicked into the ruins by a man.
The villagers in the corner were stunned, slumped to the ground, staring in shock at the collapsed main hall.
The scene of Jiang Chen being overwhelmed shattered their remaining comprehension.
Besides instinctively trembling, they were unable to respond in any other way.
The wind quieted, and Fang Cheng stood in place, exhaling a scorching white breath while the surging Golden Flame on his body slowly receded.
He flexed his right ankle, producing several crisp bone-cracking sounds.
He calmly watched the plume of dust rising from the ruins ahead.
The power of this Flaming Tornado Kick had already exceeded the limits of common understanding.
With Fang Cheng’s terrifying Agility and Strength attributes, enhanced by True Qi and coupled with the centrifugal force of the 360-degree turn in mid-air,
the impact force of this kick, upon landing, likely reached close to a hundred tons.
Not to mention flesh and blood; even if a heavy armored vehicle were positioned in front, it would be crushed, destroyed, and sent flying by this enormous force.
Jiang Chen managed to withstand this blow without being blasted apart.
It speaks to the resilience of the two-thousand-year-old zombie body.
A regular power user, on impact, would have their spine and internal organs shattered into mush.
Thick smoke swirled above the collapsed temple, and among the fragmented tiles, an occasional dull snap echoed.
"Hehehe..."
A low, sinister laugh emanated suddenly from the depths of the stone pile.
Fang Cheng’s brows furrowed slightly, his hands hanging at his sides suddenly clenched tight, focusing his gaze on the source of the sound.
"King!"
Hearing this, Supervisor Wu, hiding far away, clutched desperately at hope, blurting out with joy.
Beside him, Qian Dongming’s fearful eyes also flickered with a hint of hope.
"Boom!"
The rockpile exploded violently, with large stones scattering like shrapnel.
A claw with dark blue color emerged from the smoke, grabbing the edge of a broken wall and crushing the bricks.
