Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 154

The two of them exchanged punches like two streaks of lightning. Even an expert like Murong Cang could not make out those punches. There was a loud bang, followed by a rumbling sound; it was as if there were thunderclaps right beside their ears. Tiles and bricks from the ring were ripped out by the ripples from their punches, and dust were swirling in the air.

“W-Who won?” The crowd waited eagerly for the outcome of this astonishing battle as they lifted their gaze to see who the winner of the match was.

There was a loud bang as two silhouettes parted away from each other. Master Wu walked out from the cloud of dust and let out a complacent laugh. “Hahaha, kid, why would I fear you when I have my super powers and I’m not even vulnerable to bullets? I’m afraid now your bones are completely shattered after taking that blow from me.” Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Master Wu had a grin on his face but he was puzzled when he saw Ma Sanyuan and his men staring at him with an appalled look in their eyes.

Master Wu felt a pain in his chest so he looked down toward his chest. There was a bloody hole in his chest and blood was oozing out from it.

“H-How is this possible? H-How did you injure me and how did you discover my Gate of Vitality?” Master Wu was in great disbelief. “You managed to disrupt my super powers, who are you really?”

“Bullets can't kill you, but I can!” Chu Feng strode across with a proud gaze and was showing himself off. “You’re just a refugee which escaped from the temple. You’re a wicked demon yet you dare to claim that you have supernormal powers? I’ve even decapitated the King of Gu [1] of the seven kings in the Holy Temple. So, who are you to challenge me?”

Master Wu’s face turned pale and he was still in disbelief. It was as if he had just been struck by thunder. “Y-You are Ashura!” he exclaimed in terror.

As soon as Master Wu finished his sentence, he collapsed to the ground and died on the spot. His face was filled with horror and fear until the very moment he took his last breath. It was as if the name ‘Ashura’ had filled him with dread and left a deep scar in his soul.

He was the legend who demolished the Holy Temple single-handedly and wiped out every demon in the entire western underworld.

The crowd once again fell into a pin-drop silence.

Master Wu, who was an intermediate grandmaster, had just been defeated by Chu Feng with one punch; it was that simple and straightforward.

Everyone was stunned, as if they had just been struck by lightning.

They had witnessed Master Wu’s strength who could stop bullets with his body and he could even penetrate a tank with one punch.

Even Murong Cang, who proclaimed himself to be the ‘number one expert in Jiangling’, would not survive one bout of Master Wu’s attacks; he would probably get torn apart by his opponent.

However, this young man who was standing in front of him, Chu Feng, had just demolished Master Wu. Master Wu’s body which could stop bullets earlier was just like a sheet of paper when he took that single punch from Chu Feng.

After gathering himself from the shock, Murong Cang trotted all the way to give a bow to Chu Feng with respect.

“I, Murong Cang, salute you, Grandmaster Chu.”

Meanwhile, Ma Sanyuan, Pesky Bear and the other gang leaders got up one after another and bowed down to Chu Feng. “We salute you, Grandmaster Chu.”

If Murong Cang and the others were already in astonishment and in shock when Chu Feng crippled Chen Song with one finger, they had nothing else for him now but respect and admiration as he had just pierced through Master Wu’s chest with a punch.

True strength had always been respected in the martial arts.

As for Chu Feng, it was obvious that he had the strength of a grandmaster, or even the strength of an eighth or ninth class grandmaster.

Zhou Zhenghao was also dumbfounded and terrified. He had no choice but to follow the others and bow to Chu Feng. He was so frightened that his heart had almost popped out, for that figure in front of him was the grandmaster of the martial arts, a god-like figure!

He was also a multi-billionaire who was friends with influential figures in the province and at the same time, a grandmaster in Jiangling who could even support an entire clan.

How would they have the audacity to disrespect Chu Feng?

Chu Feng just glanced at the crowd calmly and he did not act modest. Regardless of his identity or his strength, he deserved this kind of respect.

At this moment, Yun Muyu’s mouth was wide open and she was deeply shocked. All of a sudden, she started. “Ah, w-what is that?”

The crowd shifted their gaze toward her and noticed a worm that was as big as a hamster. It was covered in blood as it crawled out from Master Wu’s mouth. After that, it took off swiftly and attempted to flee the scene.

“Running away?” Chu Feng swayed his hand and flung a military knife which he had brought with him toward the worm, pinning the worm directly onto the wall.

“W-What is this creature?” The crowd was astounded.

“Quick, look! Master Wu’s body is starting to rot!”

They were just normal human beings after all; they had never witnessed such a strange phenomenon before.

[1] Gu or jincan was a venom-based poison associated with cultures of south China, particularly Nanyue. The traditional preparation of gu poison involved sealing several venomous creatures inside a closed container, where they devoured one another and allegedly concentrated their toxins into a single survivor.