Chapter 662 - 358: How Many of My Punches Can You Take?

However, as the attacks landed on him now, they could hardly cause any substantial damage. Even so, the strain on his Permanent Body under these circumstances was far from negligible.

"I estimate I can hold on for an hour or two. If I pull back on a few Secret Artifacts, I can hold out even longer," Su Chen mused.

He wasn’t sure about the strength of the others, nor did he know how long they could hold out. If it were a head-on fight, he was truly confident he could defeat Han Xingliu and the rest. But for this kind of endurance competition, he really couldn’t figure it out. After all, enduring with light injuries or severe injuries was still enduring; it only mattered how long you lasted, regardless of the severity of the wounds.

"This Flame Fire Golden Sand really isn’t easy to get. If I just keep enduring it, accidents might still happen." Su Chen’s eyes flickered. "Since that’s the case... then I simply won’t compete on who can hold out longer."

"World Slaughter Form, keep pushing higher!"

Boiling vitality surged out vastly. Even though he had already advanced to Tier Seven, forcefully elevating Secret Artifacts to Tier Nine still required a massive toll on him. He had calculated this before: currently, he could elevate at most two Secret Artifacts to Tier Nine at once, and his natural choice was his twin massive hammers.

"Executing the Ten Thousand Laws Shattering Technique through sheer force!"

An incomparably tyrannical power exploded within Su Chen’s body. The Holy Mark on his chest shattered as the Unmoving Vajra activated. A mist of blood instantly spewed out, only to be forcibly compressed and twisted, coalescing into countless needle-thin threads of crimson lightning.

His skin faintly took on a blood-gold hue, making him look like a descending god or demon. This was his absolute limit; even he wouldn’t be able to sustain this state for long.

"Power of Six Kings’ Condensation... let’s see how many of my punches you can take." Su Chen could no longer suppress the primal urge to unleash the power pent up within his body.

The King’s Shadow possessed no emotions, but it seemed to sense Su Chen’s ferocity. Faint explosions echoed from within its body as layers of Armor surfaced on its exterior. Starlight flowed around it, and miniature stars orbited its form.

It raised an arm, and the highly compressed elemental Flowing Light within the mist condensed. It morphed into a giant hand that grabbed at him head-on, looking as if it intended to crush him alive.

This strike was far from simple. Su Chen felt the space around him stagnate, as if he had sunk into a quagmire. With a deep shout, his long-charged fist lashed out like a wrathful thunderbolt tearing through the sky, vast and unstoppable. It forcefully smashed through the surrounding confinement. Wherever his fist passed, the air groaned under the unbearable pressure, and howling winds collided back and forth.

The entire Body Refining chamber felt as though it had been squeezed by a giant, invisible hand, causing every metal support pillar to buzz and tremble violently.

BANG!

The descending giant hand exploded instantly, shattering into overflowing streams of Flowing Light.

The ferocity of this strike exceeded even Su Chen’s own expectations. Without losing momentum, the punch slammed directly into the King’s Shadow’s exterior. Its body shuddered, and its subsequent movements were forcibly interrupted.

Power poured out like a flood. His left fist felt as if it had smashed against a massive boulder, sending a stinging pain through his arm bones. Even so, an indescribable sense of exhilaration washed over Su Chen. It had been a long time since he had erupted with his full strength.

BOOM!

Ripples of Energy surged and churned. The challenge room wasn’t particularly large; the shockwaves crashed against the walls, rebounded, and slammed into the expanding waves of Energy, repeating in a violent cycle. The entire challenge room roared, seemingly unable to bear such berserk Energy.

In that fleeting moment, Su Chen had thrown an uncountable number of punches. The entire room was completely saturated with omnipresent Elemental Particles.

Suddenly, Su Chen stopped and pulled his fist back. The King’s Shadow was already flying backward. Trailing light and shadow, it hurtled across the room and slammed heavily into the combined wall a hundred meters away.

CRASH—

The muffled impact sounded like a landslide. The King’s Shadow’s body was deeply embedded into the wall. The challenge room—which had hosted battles for countless Tier Seven Professionals—was now dented into a massive, concave crater.

CRACK—CRACK!

The body of the King’s Shadow was now covered in fractures, leaking out Flowing Light and shattered crystals. It clawed at the edges of the wall with both arms, seemingly trying to pull itself free.

"As expected of the Power of Six Kings’ Condensation. To think it didn’t shatter even after all that. Can this really be considered just Tier Seven?" Su Chen’s eyes filled with astonishment. He took a step forward and threw another punch.

BOOM!

A blinding light shot into the sky. The King’s Shadow shattered completely, disintegrating into fine powder and dissipating as Flowing Light.

Outside, watching the destruction of the King’s Shadow, every single spectator fell into dead silence.