I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 194 - 192: Domineering Body Cultivator

With the Tyrant Body, which integrated offense and defense, he was basically unrivaled by anyone around the Twentieth Layer, let alone the Fifteenth.

Tang Wei slammed his fist into the ground—Earthquake Wave!

Silence... followed by a RUMBLE. The entire Dueling Platform began to crumble as a surging Earthquake Wave swept outward.

This was the true power of a Power Cultivator!

Brute force conquers all techniques!

Wang Meng leaped into the air, but a sense of danger suddenly washed over him. Tang Wei had somehow appeared at his side, throwing a ferocious punch downward.

Wang Meng twisted his body to the side, locking Tang Wei’s arm with his Mighty Divine Arm. But this time, the Mighty Divine Arm was ineffective. How could it possibly restrain the surging power of the Tyrant Body? Most importantly, even the peak power of the Fifteenth Layer was not enough to harm Tang Wei.

BOOM...

Tang Wei’s left fist sent Wang Meng flying sideways.

Tyranny!

After landing, Tang Wei threw his head back and roared, his tyrannical aura soaring to the heavens. The Dueling Platform completely disintegrated. Wang Meng, who had also landed, instantly sprang back up and launched a fierce assault on Tang Wei, who neither dodged nor evaded, taking every single blow head-on.

Completely unscathed.

He swung his right arm in a wide arc... WHOOSH...

Wang Meng was thrown back again. At the last second, he had pushed off with his own power to escape, dodging the fatal blast of Powerful Qi. That Powerful Qi then violently scoured the ground.

Tang Wei spread his arms, and his figure abruptly vanished, reappearing in front of Wang Meng in the next instant.

BOOM...

He smashed a fist downward.

A speed that was simply indescribable!

This was a true Power Cultivator—the perfect fusion of power and speed!

All other skills were useless in comparison!

Wang Meng leaped into the air, swinging another kick at him. Tang Wei didn’t dodge. With a wild roar, he unleashed his Tyrant’s Will!

The kick was brought to a dead stop in mid-air. A heavy punch landed squarely on Wang Meng’s abdomen.

WHOOSH... BOOM...

That punch had been truly solid.

This was the Senior of Hengshan Hall, immovable as a mountain!

Song Zhong and the others stared at each other in dismay. They seriously doubted whether the Array Talisman Bow would have any effect on Tang Wei. Against the intimidating might of the Tyrant Body, such an Array Technique would probably be useless.

It was too shocking.

This was the strength of Hengshan Hall.

Mingren suddenly chuckled. "If Tang Wei wins, is Junior Sister Yang going to accept his proposal?"

With the battle at this stage, the outcome was already clear. Wang Meng was indeed talented and could use his Elemental Power to its limits, but so what? His Elemental Power was insufficient, and his Skill Techniques weren’t specialized. These were his fatal flaws.

Facing an opponent who was both talented and focused was a dead end.

Yang Ying gazed at Wang Meng, who lay amidst the rubble. ’Is he still that same incomparably majestic Wang Meng?’

Yang Ying asked herself, and to her surprise, the answer in her heart was yes. Even in defeat, Wang Meng was still Wang Meng.

She believed that if he were given enough time, Wang Meng would definitely surpass Tang Wei, and even the people of the Upper Three Halls.

The Hengshan Hall disciples were also stunned by Tang Wei’s fierce and domineering display. Strength was the ultimate truth. Tang Wei’s level was far beyond theirs. He could not only use the Tyrant Body, a technique that should only be accessible at the Twenty-Third Layer, but he could do so with such mastery. He was truly terrifying and ruthless.

The disciples from Hundred Herbs Hall and Beast Hall couldn’t help but sigh. They had come full of hope, but unfortunately, that hope now lay in the ruins. Reality was always so disappointing.

They had come to see Thunderlight Hall stir up trouble. With Wang Meng beaten half to death, there was no point in watching anymore. Who had nothing better to do than to stick around and watch the people from Hengshan Hall go on a rampage?

Zhang Xiaojiang struggled to his feet. The continuous booming had roused the half-conscious fatty.

His small eyes were wide and round. He wasn’t like the other Thunderlight Hall disciples. The higher they went, the stronger their opponents became, and even these disciples could feel a sense of powerlessness at the gap in strength. But Zhang Xiaopang didn’t buy into any of that. To him, Brother Meng was the strongest and most ruthless; no one could possibly defeat him.

"Brother Meng... Brother Meng... Get up! Beat him!"

Zhang Xiaopang’s voice was very faint. Liuu Mei was holding Zhang Xiaojiang. "Don’t watch anymore. If we lost, we lost. It’s no big deal. We’re already very strong."

"What is this woman talking about? Who the hell said Brother Meng lost!"

Zhang Xiaojiang roared, startling Liuu Mei. Ever since she had known Zhang Xiaojiang, she had never seen him lose his temper.

"Zhang Xiaopang, how can a real man lose his temper with a woman? I don’t recall ever teaching you that!"

Wang Meng stood up from the ruins, brushing the dust from his body as he walked out.

"A pretty good Tyrant Body. You’re able to utilize over eighty percent of your Elemental Power."

Wang Meng smiled faintly.

Tang Wei’s eyes narrowed. ’That last punch was a solid hit. Even if it didn’t kill him, there’s no way he should be able to stand up again!’

"The Tyrant Body is the ultimate technique of Power Cultivators. What right does a Sword Cultivator like you have to arrogantly comment on it? Don’t think you understand Power Cultivators just because you can imitate a few moves!"

Wang Meng spread his arms wide, and his Elemental Power rippled out in layers. His Fifteenth Layer of Elemental Power could only be described as pale in comparison to Tang Wei’s Tyrant Body. By contrast, his physique seemed even more slender.

Continuing to fight would only prolong his humiliation, which was undoubtedly something Hengshan Hall would welcome. Meanwhile, the disciples from Hundred Herbs Hall and the other Sub-Halls had already begun to leave.

"Let’s go, there’s nothing left to see. He’s not all that great after all!"

"He’s been beaten back to his true form."

"What’s he trying to do with only the Fifteenth Layer of Elemental Power? He’s just making things easy for Tang Wei."

"That kid Tang Wei sure is patient, hiding that he was already at the Twenty-Third Layer!"

"Tch. So what? You think he’s a match for our Senior? He’d be crushed in a single blow."

A few Dao Guang Hall disciples spoke with disdain. Although no one knew Ning Zhiquan’s true Elemental Power layer, there was no doubt it was well above Twenty Layers.

From the looks of it, Tang Wei clearly had ambitions. But in the eyes of the Dao Guang Hall disciples, anyone with such ambitions was merely chasing a Mirror Flower Water Moon fantasy.

So silly, so naive.

In just a short while, more than half of the crowd had left. The faster they came, the faster they went. The Thunderlight Hall disciples, of course, did not retreat, holding their ground until the very end.

"Why bother, Elder Wang? Just lie down obediently, and you can continue to be an Elder!"

Tang Wei’s eyes glinted with amusement. He hadn’t had his fill of fighting yet, and to his surprise, Wang Meng was being quite cooperative.

...

Tang Wei was struck dumb. Wang Meng was actually using his Elemental Power to try and replicate the Tyrant Body’s transformation...

He’s gone mad!

Everyone thought Wang Meng had lost his mind. The Hengshan Hall disciples erupted in curses. "A mere... a mere—"

BOOM...

A tyrannical aura erupted. It was actually the Tyrant Body!

A Tyrant Body formed with only the Fifteenth Layer of Elemental Power... Was that even possible?

WHOOSH...

Wang Meng’s figure blurred, and he threw a sudden punch. Tang Wei reacted, but he had forgotten that Wang Meng was now even faster—and this wasn’t the speed of a Sword Cultivator.

BOOM...

Tang Wei was sent flying.

Hengshan Hall fell deathly silent. It really was the Tyrant Body! If it wasn’t the Tyrant Body, how could he possibly have withstood the intimidating pressure it generated?

Remembering the legends about him, the hearts of the Hengshan Hall disciples suddenly went cold. ’Is it true? Could it be...?’

Qiao Qian and Jia Shidao had been preparing to leave, but as experts themselves, they felt they should at least wait for the final result. They never expected to witness such a turn of events.

It seemed the real show was just getting started. Back when Wang Meng had dealt with them... it had been just like this!

Wang Meng flexed his fist. "Actually, it’s not so bad using a Body Cultivator’s skills every once in a while."

In the world of his previous life, Body Cultivators and Power Cultivators weren’t distinguished from each other. Times had changed, and many things were different, but the essence was more or less the same.

Tang Wei stood up and wiped the corner of his mouth. He saw blood. He was actually bleeding.

He ground his teeth with a CRACK, and in an instant, his figure vanished, reappearing in front of Wang Meng. BOOM... (To be continued...)