Chapter 108 - 96: Valua

Chapter 108: Chapter 96: Valua

Both Bai Xiaoxiao and Theo could see the mark left by that punch.

They had been drawn by the sounds of battle but couldn’t see the situation clearly.

Then, suddenly, there was a massive BOOM, like a cannon blast, and they saw the small hill had been hollowed out.

A giant fist print had appeared.

Zhang Ji used his Body Technique from a distance, taking two or three leaps before landing gracefully in front of the car.

He first glanced at the car’s glass, which had been shattered by the shockwave, then asked Bai Xiaoxiao, "Are you guys alright?"

"I’m fine," Bai Xiaoxiao said, nodding with a fervent look in his eyes.

"My ears still hurt a bit, and sounds are a little muffled. I think my eardrums might have ruptured..." Theo said, slightly more awestruck.

If not for the car window, that shockwave would have made him go deaf instantly.

’When these inhuman martial artists fight, I don’t even have the right to watch.’

"I’ll take you to a hospital later. For now, just endure it," Zhang Ji said.

A ruptured eardrum was a minor problem in this world.

Especially in the Roman Country.

It was just a small surgery.

If that didn’t work, they could use some Alchemy Technology, and it would be fixed in an instant.

Although Theo was in discomfort, he didn’t dare to object and could only nod in agreement.

After tearing off the cracked front windshield, Bai Xiaoxiao tried to start the car.

There was no problem; the engine started successfully.

This time, no one came to stop them.

Hypnos stood atop the hill that Zhang Ji had punched a hole through, watching the car drive away with an incredibly complex mix of emotions.

’The royal bloodline, revived outside the royal family... What a drama this is.’

.......

「Guning Country.」

Hasting and Hick received the message sent back by Hypnos.

At first, they refused to believe the fact that Hypnos had failed.

But with the video footage that was sent back, along with the shattered Sun God Stone on Hypnos’s person, they had to believe it even if they didn’t want to.

"This level of destruction..." Hick’s eyes were dazed as he muttered, "Could it be that the Divine Blood in him has fully awakened?!"

"We underestimated him this time and made the wrong decision. But it’s a good thing he didn’t kill Hypnos."

This was Hasting’s main concern.

As long as Zhang Ji hadn’t killed anyone, it meant the conflict between them had not escalated to an irreconcilable point.

Given the strength Zhang Ji had just displayed, this was, barely, a good thing.

"What if I married my daughter to him..." Hick said suddenly.

This method could win Zhang Ji over, and it might also allow them to inherit his Divine Blood.

"Your Majesty, before we understand Zhang Ji’s preferences, making a rash display of goodwill could also create a negative impression," Hasting spoke up, offering his advice. "We should start with the people around him. Falin previously trespassed into the Five Elements Sect and injured their disciples. It is time we made reparations."

The Guard of Knowledge, besides protecting core members of the royal family, also had the duty and authority to make wise decisions.

At this moment, even Hick was in a bit of a panic, but Hasting remained calm, immediately assessing the situation and offering the most advantageous advice for the current circumstances.

......

After driving to a small seaside town, they found a nearby clinic and got some medicated drops for Theo’s ears.

After resting for a night, the three of them rented a boat and set off toward the island.

They brought Theo because they needed him to translate.

Although Zhang Ji had already learned the Terjia language, according to what Theo taught him, it also required some accompanying body language to be fully expressive.

And that body language... well, Zhang Ji wasn’t very keen on learning it, nor was he keen on performing it.

If there was a need for in-depth communication, Zhang Ji planned to just hand it over to Theo.

He brought Bai Xiaoxiao because he didn’t want to pilot the boat himself this time.

With Buci Island, the situation was special. Zhang Ji’s strength hadn’t reached a certain level back then, and he didn’t want others to know he possessed the [Boat of Hope].

As for this time.

After he obtained the [Great Eater Skill], Zhang Ji felt he would most likely teach it to everyone in the Five Elements Sect.

It was an (Excellent)-grade skill that was very easy to learn.

All you had to do was eat, eat, and eat. Even a complete novice could learn something from it.

The entry barrier was exceptionally low.

Since that was the case, there was no need to hide its origin.

After sailing for the better part of half a day, the silhouette of an island appeared in the distance. Zhang Ji picked up a pair of binoculars and took a look.

"That must be Terjia Island over there, right?" Zhang Ji asked.

"Yes. We’ve been around here before," Theo said. "If we get too close to the island and the natives on it spot us, they’ll shout loudly for that Ascended-level native to come and drive us away. I heard that over a hundred years ago, a cruise ship was sunk near here just like that."

"Over a hundred years ago? He’s still alive now?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked, astonished.

"An Ascended-level martial artist can live for at least five hundred years. You don’t need to be so surprised," Zhang Ji said.

Bai Xiaoxiao wasn’t even a Transcendent Level Grandmaster, and these internal matters among Ascended-level martial artists weren’t spoken of publicly, so it was normal for him not to know.

"Five hundred years?" Bai Xiaoxiao said, shaken.

Zhang Ji shook his head slightly, not telling him that was a conservative estimate.

Under normal circumstances, a B-rank martial artist...

...as long as they didn’t excessively damage their own vital energy and spirit, could possibly live six or seven hundred years.

If it was a martial artist from the Solid Body Sect who also practiced a couple of life-preserving techniques, with their abundant physical essence, they could live upwards of eight hundred years.

"You guys wait here. I’ll go meet them," Zhang Ji said.

As his voice fell, Zhang Ji leaped from the deck. At the same time, the seawater beneath him surged, automatically forming a path and carrying him forward.

Just like that, he trod upon the water’s surface, drifting toward the island at an unhurried pace.

"He’s practically a god!" Theo exclaimed.

"A terrestrial immortal!" Bai Xiaoxiao muttered.

He was now certain of Zhang Ji’s realm.

The new Sect Leader of the Five Elements Sect had probably reached that legendary realm.

And within that realm, he was likely far from weak.

......

As Zhang Ji approached the island, he could see its size more clearly.

This island was relatively small, far smaller than Buci Island.

There were traces of construction all over the island.

There were also some lookout towers, manned by native lookouts.

As Zhang Ji neared the island, a native in one of the lookout towers raised a bone instrument that looked like a horn and blew into it.

"VUUUUUU~!"

He had impressive lung capacity; the low-pitched sound wave traveled far and was sustained for a considerable amount of time.

Then, a figure shot out from the depths of the island.

It was a short-haired man with brown skin, about 1.7 meters tall. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties at least. His body was covered in haphazard, colorful paintings, and he wore coarse, fiber-woven clothes. His exposed muscles were incredibly firm, displaying a bronze color like metal plates.

"Outsider, get lost!!" Valua roared.

His voice was so loud that if heard up close, it could truly shatter a person’s eardrums.

"Submit, or die!" Zhang Ji circulated his Primal Energy and spoke in the language of the Terjia tribe he had just learned.

The Terjia tribe had a rule passed down from ancient times.

The strong were to be revered.

The tribe would even hold regular fighting tournaments for elections.

As long as you could win, you could become a tribal elder, or even the king.

If players had the chance to become tribal residents, they could even directly obtain the [Great Eater Skill] through this combat method.

Of course, no one in the tribe had ever been able to defeat Valua, so Valua had always been the king.

He had been king for nearly three hundred years.

And his age was also approaching five hundred.

Zhang Ji remembered that when he played the game, the official description stated Valua was 462 years old. Now, he should be in his 440s.

The current Valua could be said to have more or less entered old age.

But the [Great Eater Skill] was truly potent. At this age, a typical B-rank martial artist whose vital energy and spirit were not at their peak would be considered to have one foot in the grave.

But Valua appeared to be in his prime.

Zhang Ji even suspected that if his story progressed and he was given some fortuitous encounter, he might become an A-rank martial artist.

"You’ll die!!!"

Valua bellowed and charged toward Zhang Ji.

He didn’t have the technique to control water; instead, he directly stepped on the sea with his bare feet.

A powerful force erupted. The seawater buckled, forming deep pits, but Valua sprinted toward Zhang Ji as if he were running on flat ground.

He kicked up waves over ten feet high along the way, looking like a missile launched just above the sea’s surface.

Once close, Valua kicked at Zhang Ji.

’A fine strike!’

Zhang Ji didn’t dodge or evade, kicking out with his own foot.

The air surged. Zhang Ji’s Primal Energy erupted as their feet collided.

BOOM~!

Valua was blasted backward.

A large area of seawater beneath Zhang Ji collapsed, and he too slid back a certain distance, though not as dramatically as Valua.

Slightly bending his knees, Zhang Ji pushed off the surface of the sea. Spirit particles struck the water and air, and his figure shot forward abruptly.

BANG~!

Zhang Ji caught up to Valua.

While in mid-air, he swept a leg down.

Valua only had time to shield himself with his arms.

BAM~!

BOOM~!

Valua was swept into the sea by Zhang Ji’s kick, sending up countless splashes of water.

Before he could even react in the water, he suddenly felt a force push him out from below, his body launched directly into the air.

Then, another of Zhang Ji’s kicks swept over.

WHAM~!

Like a power shot in soccer, this [Wind God Kick] sent Valua’s body crashing onto the island’s beach, where he tumbled and plowed a long trench in the sand.

This scene left all the natives dumbfounded.

They couldn’t believe that the king they considered invincible was being so thoroughly dominated by one person.

Valua barely managed to stabilize himself and get up. Zhang Ji’s figure arrived immediately after, landing on the beach and facing him.

"Submit, or die!" Zhang Ji said in the language of the Terjia tribe.

This time, there was much less anger in Valua’s heart.

He already understood the difference in their strength.

He was no match for Zhang Ji.

Not even close.

In their brief exchange, he hadn’t had a single chance to fight back from beginning to end.

But he was still unwilling to yield.

"Ahhhhh~!"

Valua roared, the sand beneath his feet caving in as his body shot toward Zhang Ji.

But what greeted him was a Divine Dragon Wave from Zhang Ji, containing eighty percent of his Primal Energy!

ROAR~!

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM~!

Valua was pushed back continuously by the energy wave. All the sand and dirt in its path were pulverized by the dragon-shaped Primal Energy. Valua was blasted back more than six hundred meters, his body deeply embedded in the island’s mountainside.

A crater, more than ten meters long, had been added to the mountain.

When the Primal Energy dissipated, Valua’s body fell limply to the ground, kneeling.

The skin on his body was a bloody mess, and his arms, which had taken the brunt of the attack, were flayed raw.

His body really was tough.

If it had been any other B-rank fighter, taking that move head-on would have left nothing but dust.

As Zhang Ji’s footsteps drew near, Valua ignored the pain and exhaustion racking his body and hastily cried out, "I submit! I submit!!!"