I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 195 - 193: Tremble, Mortals

Wang Meng was also sent flying.

Tang Wei laughed maniacally. "Fool! What’s the use of simple imitation? Even if you can use the Tyrant Body, it’s just a half-baked version at the Fifteenth Layer. How can you possibly fight me!?"

Before his laughter could fade, Wang Meng reappeared and returned the favor with a kick.

BOOM...

Magic was one thing to comprehend, but when it came to hand-to-hand combat, Wang Meng had no particular specialty. He had studied many materials on Body Cultivators, but at the level of a Holy Hall Branch, it was difficult to find any high-end techniques.

In the continuous exchange of blows, Tang Wei still held the upper hand. His strength and defense were clearly much stronger. Although Wang Meng, having activated his Tyrant Body, now had the power to counter-attack, he could only put up a bit of resistance.

Brutal Kill~~~

BOOM...

During their confrontation, Tang Wei was, after all, a true Body Cultivator. He instantly executed a perfect Brutal Kill, destroying Wang Meng’s attack.

Wang Meng was sent flying and collapsed once more.

The Tyrant Body was useless.

Tang Wei threw his arms up and roared wildly. The disciples of Hengshan Hall cheered frantically, tearing off their shirts and waving them desperately, jumping and roaring at Thunderlight Hall as if they were about to devour them.

All legends, all miracles, would end here at Heng Mountain!

Song Zhong couldn’t help but sigh in frustration. ’So close... Damn it all! Now I have to see that arrogant look on Tang Wei’s face again.’ His frustration was reaching its peak.

Sighs rippled through the entire audience. Without hope, there is no disappointment, but their hopes had been too high. And every time that hope was kindled, it was cruelly snuffed out.

’This is unbearable.’ Some disciples started to leave; they simply couldn’t stand this kind of torture.

If they didn’t watch, they could at least keep a sliver of illusion in their hearts—a fantasy they didn’t want reality to destroy.

They could leave, but the disciples of Thunderlight Hall could not. Today, here and now, they suddenly realized there was no turning back. Thunderlight Hall was no longer that bottom-ranking gathering place for rejects. They had already stood up, and they refused to fall down again!

The Thunderlight Hall disciples didn’t sigh or lament. They just stared at the spot where Wang Meng had fallen. As long as Hong Pan didn’t announce the result, it wasn’t over. As long as the fight wasn’t over, it had to continue. They couldn’t give up yet.

"Idiots! You morons from Thunderlight, are you still dreaming!?"

"Daring to challenge our Senior with a mere Fifteenth Layer... Utterly foolish!"

"Get up! Get up again! Let us watch the show a little longer, hahaha!"

Hong Pan stood up. ’It’s time to announce the result.’ The final victory still belonged to Hengshan Hall. He had intentionally given Tang Wei time to show off. ’That kid Tang Wei is very clever; he really knows how to ride the momentum. Although a three-to-two victory doesn’t sound great, the process was certainly satisfying.’

’Guo Rongjin will definitely have no problem taking the last match. That guy is much more reliable than the likes of the Steel Refiner and Huang Feng. Those two punks went out into the world for a few years and dared to look down on the Holy Hall. Truly foolish. If the Holy Hall were that weak, it would have been destroyed long ago. It wouldn’t need them to discover it.’

But just then, the rubble piled on top of Wang Meng suddenly stirred...

Tang Wei was also stunned. ’He can still get up?’

’That last Critical Strike used ninety percent of my power. It was more than enough to shatter Wang Meng’s attack. After all, this was a disciple the Ancestral Master had taken an interest in, so it wouldn’t be good for me to kill him. But if he stands up again, that’s another matter entirely.’

CRASH...

As expected, Wang Meng stood up again. But his body looked like a withered leaf in the wind. No one could take a heavy blow from a Tyrant Body and remain unscathed.

The ones clapping and cheering were the disciples of Hengshan Hall. They weren’t satisfied yet. ’He was taken down in just a few hits? How can that demonstrate our Senior’s might? The more he struggles, the better!’

Qiao Qian and the others exchanged glances. ’He’s already in this state, why is he getting up again? Where there’s life, there’s hope.’

Just as Wang Meng got to his feet, the others grew worried. Given his physical condition, Tang Wei would surely use his full power. The result was easy to imagine. But at a time like this, they couldn’t lose their morale, so everyone could only watch on nervously.

Ma Tian’Er’s hands were clenched so tightly that bloody marks appeared on her palms. Sometimes, she couldn’t understand the people around her—why did they train so desperately? Why did they have to fight? Wouldn’t it be better if everyone lived in peace? But at this moment, she didn’t want the person she was worried about to get hurt. ’So this, too, is the meaning of being strong.’

Wang Meng wiped the dirt from his face. ’Those few blows were indeed vicious. Among the Holy Hall Jiufen Hall, Hengshan Hall really is a watershed. Tang Wei’s moves are grand and sweeping, but at his current level of Elemental Power, that’s actually the most direct and effective way to exert his strength.’

’It’s not that he ignores technique, but rather that he’s made a choice based on his own understanding.’

Tang Wei gazed at Wang Meng and suddenly felt a hint of crisis. ’This...?’

Wang Meng tore off his tattered clothes, a smile spreading across his face. "A Body Cultivator’s attacks are truly fierce. Hengshan Hall’s reputation as the number one hall for Body Cultivators is well-deserved."

The Hengshan Hall disciples never expected to hear such words from Wang Meng. The taunts on the tips of their tongues were forcefully swallowed. They couldn’t very well curse someone who was praising them, could they?

’Has he admitted defeat? Surrendered to our Senior’s King’s Dominating Aura?’

Tang Wei’s expression, however, grew increasingly grave. ’Something’s not right... This fluctuation of power...’

From within Wang Meng’s seemingly frail body, WHOOSH, a gust of wind swept out, and Elemental Power began to surge forth.

Yang Ying and Mingren stared at each other. "How is that possible? He’s not injured at all???"

"Could it be?"

A look of delighted surprise appeared on Yang Ying’s face. This wave of Elemental Power was still deep and stable. This could only mean one thing: Wang Meng’s strength was greater than the Fifteenth Layer.

Soon, everyone else felt it too, and the atmosphere instantly turned strange.

Wang Meng’s Elemental Power continued to climb. It had already reached the Nineteenth Layer, but it showed no signs of stopping.

Song Zhong’s mouth fell open, but he was too stunned to utter a single word. ’How is this possible???’

The disciples of Thunderlight Hall felt as if something was about to burst from their chests. ’Is this real?’

’Is this possible?’

Everyone realized what was happening. But he had only joined the Holy Hall three years ago, starting from the Second Layer of Life Mark, and now...

There was no suspense, no obstruction. The Elemental Power of the Twenty Layers surged forth.

Hengshan Hall fell deathly silent. Every single gaze was fixed on Wang Meng!

Can you believe it?

Can you even believe it?

But reality was unfolding right before their very eyes. He had entered the Holy Hall with the trash-tier talent of a Second Layer Life Mark, yet in just three short years, he had advanced to the Twenty Layers of Elemental Power, breaking through the Twentieth Layer bottleneck that was the most difficult for Third Generation Disciples to overcome.

But something even more terrifying was yet to come.

Wang Meng slammed his fists together with a thunderous roar. The Elemental Power around him suddenly contracted, beginning to pour into his body.

A golden light appeared on Wang Meng’s body...

’A Body Cultivation Golden Body?’

Tang Wei’s grave expression had already turned to one of utter horror. ’This isn’t a Golden Body... It’s the Undying Golden Body!’

Under the sun, Wang Meng had transformed into a golden War God!

This was the state of the Undying Golden Body, a state that surpassed the Tyrant Body!

In the history of the Holy Hall, no one had ever successfully cultivated the Undying Golden Body below the Thirtieth Layer!

The Hengshan Hall disciples simply couldn’t believe their eyes. A sense of despair began to rise within them... ’This is too... ’

The disciples of Thunderlight Hall could finally no longer control their emotions and began to roar with unbridled joy.

’The Undying Golden Body! Even if Tang Wei had an extra life, it would be useless!’

Zhang Xiaojiang actually sprang up from the ground, feeling no pain at all. He waved his chubby fists and roared, "Tremble, mortals! This is a realm you can never hope to fathom!"

"Wang Meng~~~~~"

"Mighty~~~~~~"

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