Chapter 529: The Tan Family, All Together

BAM BAM BAM BAM!

In the blink of an eye, a rapid series of muffled explosions erupted. Lu Chao narrowed his eyes and threw a punch, remaining firmly rooted in place as he counterattacked with his own barrage of fists.

One punch, ten punches, a hundred punches!

In just a few short breaths, Tan Shanzhong unleashed a full hundred strikes. The sheer force boiled and distorted the surrounding air, almost turning the space into a vacuum.

Even other Peak Transcendence Level experts would have to steer clear of this life-sacrificing killing move. Ordinary Superpower Level combatants would find it outright impossible to track the trajectory of his fists with their naked eyes and dynamic vision.

However, Tan Shanzhong’s expression gradually grew grim.

He could clearly feel that Lu Chao was not losing ground. Furthermore, not a single one of his own punches had managed to pierce the young man’s defense or strike a vital spot.

“How is this possible…”

BAM BAM BAM BAM!

The fierce collision of fists continued, and his heart gradually sank to rock bottom.

Finally—

BOOM!!

Lu Chao’s aura suddenly surged. It was as if he had received some kind of invisible buff, vibrating the air and strengthening his overall physical attributes by a massive margin!

Tan Shanzhong’s pupils constricted just as a wave of intense pain shot through his fist.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Lu Chao mirrored his rapid-fire punches! Yet, the power was astonishingly stronger than his, and the speed was even faster.

BAM BAM BAM BAM!

In the blink of an eye, Tan Shanzhong was beaten back step by step. Blood splattered before his eyes, vaporizing into a red mist. The immense concussive force had severely injured his arms, causing blood to spray from his pores only to be instantly evaporated by his Qi Flame.

In his vision, Lu Chao looked like a god of death whose battle intent had been completely ignited. With a cold expression, Lu Chao pressed forward step by step. His bombarding fists completely suppressed Tan Shanzhong, pushing right to the brink of shattering his defense.

“You…”

THUD!!

Bolstered by its bastion-like state, Lu Chao’s fist bypassed his guard and slammed into his torso. Tan Shanzhong took the heavy blow, his chest caving in as he staggered backward. His shocked words were cut off before he could finish. Struggling, he threw another punch in a desperate bid to fight back.

CRUNCH!!

Another punch struck forward, hitting his fist head-on. His fractured right arm could no longer bear the force and exploded outright, causing his condensed Qi Flame to completely dissipate.

Tan Shanzhong’s face turned pale as he slid back another step.

His retreat was suddenly halted by a wall—without realizing it, he had been forced into the very last open space of the base. With a sinking heart, he fiercely thrust out his left palm, wanting to erupt his Qi Flame once more.

THUD!!

The bronze, bastion-like fist was faster, slamming straight into his heart.

BLEGH!!

Tan Shanzhong coughed up a massive mouthful of blood. His body flew back uncontrollably, crashing into the wall with enough force to shatter the concrete and embed him within it. A bloody hole in the shape of a Fist Seal appeared on his chest, accompanied by a mist of blood that exploded outward and drifted in the air.

STEP, STEP.

The next instant, contrary to his expectations, the torrential storm of punches ceased. Lu Chao suddenly slowed his assault and walked up to him.

“Is it over?” Lu Chao raised an eyebrow, looking down at him.

Tan Shanzhong had completely lost all his combat strength, and the lifeblood he had burned was utterly exhausted. His restored youthful appearance began to age at a terrifying speed. In a matter of moments, his face was covered in dense wrinkles, looking like withered tree bark. His grayish-black hair turned a shocking, blinding white all at once.

“A Secret Technique that burns life itself to suppress all injuries and negative effects, forcing the body into a state of hyper-arousal. I have to admit, you managed to spark a little battle intent in me just now,” Lu Chao said flatly, though his aura remained furious.

The layers of his Rock Core had constantly stacked and depleted. He was still in his bastion-like state, having even activated the first stage of the [Barbarian] enhancement.

Detecting the confidence in his tone, Tan Shanzhong, slumped within the cracks of the wall, managed to lift his withered, aged head to look up at him.

“You… didn’t use your full strength?”

His cloudy eyes trembled, reflecting the flickering lights on the ceiling. He seemed desperate for an answer. It was his pride as a Martial Artist. He refused to believe that his ultimate, life-burning Secret Technique had failed to force out his opponent’s true strength.

Seeing the unwillingness in the old man’s eyes, Lu Chao gave his answer.

“I don’t need my full strength to deal with you.” Lu Chao took a step closer, completely trampling over Tan Shanzhong’s dignity and pride.

In an instant, Tan Shanzhong’s eyes widened. He felt that all his past cultivation and scheming were nothing but a joke, utterly devoid of value. This was an outcome far more unacceptable to him than death.

“You…”

“Also,” Lu Chao looked down, lowering his voice. “There’s something you need to know.”

Tan Shanzhong froze slightly, instinctively meeting his gaze.

“Tan Yue… I was the one who killed him.”

SPLAT!!

His head exploded, sending blood splattering everywhere. A patch of crimson sprayed across the wall, blooming like a plum blossom. Tan Shanzhong’s wide, unblinking eyes fell to the floor, rolling several times in death.

The fortification room of the base, now riddled with cracks and shallow craters, fell into a deathly silence. Lu Chao stood in place, staring at the headless corpse for a few breaths. Finally, he shook his head and exhaled a long breath of stale air.

“The Tan family. Neat and tidy.”