“Could this fellow be some Grand Confucian of the Confucian school?”
A sudden sense of wariness rose within the Fire God Statue.
But it quickly dismissed the thought that had just flashed through its mind.
How could such a young Grand Confucian possibly exist in this world?
Moreover, Confucianism was not flourishing in the Xuanfeng Dynasty. Even in the only Water Cloud Academy, how many Confucian Cultivators were there who could actually fight?
Since that was the case, there was nothing to worry about.
Once it killed him, this little beauty would be its own!
When that time came, it would enjoy nights of revelry and song; it would be nothing short of pure bliss!
“I am the god in charge of flames. Foolish mortal, turn to ashes beneath my palm!”
The Fire God Statue’s five fingers reached down like a mountain, and the scorching waves of fire in its palm caused the very space to warp.
【Ding! Unyielding before the might of a pseudo-god; the Host’s bearing is truly that of the Confucian Dao.】
【Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the system reward—Pure Breeze in Both Sleeves.】
Upon hearing the system prompt, Chen Ning couldn't help but feel a pleasant surprise.
Even though this fellow was a fake, it had unexpectedly helped him trigger a system reward.
In that case, he would slay this pseudo-god as a token of his gratitude.
As the Fire God Statue’s palm descended, Chen Ning flicked his sleeves.
“Pure Breeze in Both Sleeves.”
Whoosh!
A gale suddenly erupted!
Although the pale green breeze appeared thin, it contained a terrifying amount of force.
This breeze instantly blew away the surging flames. Even the Fire God Statue’s arm was abruptly halted, and two of its fingers were snapped off on the spot by the powerful wind!
“Is this a Confucian technique?!”
The Fire God Statue was pale with shock. It could feel a scholar’s Confucian Qi within this breeze—one that did not fear power or authority.
Confucian Divine Abilities were few and far between. Aside from the rumored Commanding Law with Words that only a Confucian Saint could use, there were very few other well-known Divine Abilities.
But this strange power was definitely not inferior to the techniques of the Buddhist or Daoist sects.
“Brother Chen is actually a Confucian Cultivator!”
In the distance, even Qin Heng was startled.
Along the way, he had seen all sorts of Chen Ning’s overwhelming power, and he had almost begun to suspect that he was a Martial Cultivator who just happened to wear a scholar’s robe.
Now he understood; Chen Ning was simply so strong that he was abnormal.
Not only was his physical body abnormally strong, but his Divine Abilities were even more so!
...
“I can’t give him any more chances to catch his breath!”
The Fire God Statue knew full well that this opponent was not to be underestimated. One mistake, and it might even lose its own life.
It had to kill him directly with crushing power!
“Incense Faith Power, Devour!”
The Fire God Statue opened its wooden mouth wide, its chest swelling as it sucked in all the incense smoke lingering within the Fire God Temple.
After it had completely swallowed the smoke, its wooden-carved body actually began to gradually grow flesh and blood.
Not only did the two broken fingers from before instantly regrow, but a golden light also spread across the Fire God Statue’s surface. Even its flames became a blend of crimson and golden-yellow.
That golden flame originated precisely from the Incense Faith Power.
“Haha, this is the feeling!
I am the deity of you humans. Isn't it only natural for me to crush you mortals?
Turn to ashes for me!”
Crimson and golden flames cascaded down, setting the entire temple ablaze.
“Lord Fire God, please appease your anger!”
Several people near the temple were instantly swallowed by the flames. Seeing the Fire God’s wrath, the crowd began to flee in terror.
“You don’t think blowing wind is all I can do, do you?”
Chen Ning let out a cold laugh and lightly flicked his sleeves once more.
“Spring Breeze Turning into Rain.”
The pure breeze emerging from his sleeves instantly transformed into spring rain and sweet dew, rising toward the sky.
Although this dew appeared to be nothing more than a drizzling rain, it could not be blown away by the wind, nor could it be consumed by the fire.
The moment the spring rain merged into the sea of fire, the sky-filling flames were suddenly extinguished.
Amidst the dispersing smoke and dust, only a few cool droplets of dew drifted down.
Although this Divine Ability appeared soft on the surface, its true strength was not weaker than any other Divine Ability.
“How is this possible?”
The Fire God Statue finally showed a hint of solemnity.
Since when had Confucian Cultivators become this strong?
Because of the clash just now, the Fire God Temple had been set on fire, and a significant commotion had already occurred nearby.
If this continued, it probably wouldn't be able to give an account for itself.
“You are indeed the strongest Confucian Cultivator I have ever seen. However, as a Confucian Cultivator, you must have one fatal flaw.”
The Fire God Statue suddenly straightened its back, and the flames around its body converged toward its right arm.
The crimson and golden colors spiraled and fused, slowly merging into its arm.
Crack, crack.
Accompanied by the sound of twisting bones, white bones on the Fire God Statue’s right arm began to grow flesh. Blood-red muscles sprouted one by one, like the gnarled roots of an ancient tree, coiling around the arm.
In the end, the Fire God Statue’s right arm actually ballooned to more than two or three times the size of its left!
No matter how powerful a Confucian Cultivator was, before reaching the realm of a Confucian Saint who could use Commanding Law with Words, they would still fear absolute power.
No matter how strong that pure breeze was, it could blow away flames, but it could never block this punch.
“Little Confucian Cultivator, do you know what it means for absolute strength to crush all techniques?”
The Fire God Statue gave a sinister laugh as its giant fist, wrapped in flames, roared and smashed down.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t. Once you’ve been turned into a meat paste, you can slowly figure it out in the Yellow Springs!”
“Absolute strength crushing all techniques?
I know it. However, that’s always been my line,” Chen Ning said with a faint smile.
His composed attitude made the Fire God Statue feel an inexplicable sense of eeriness.
He wasn't using that strange Confucian Divine Ability from before?
Had he given up?
No matter, it would land this punch first!
“Mountain-Collapsing Punch.”
However, at the very moment the giant fist was about to land.
Chen Ning’s aura surged as he threw a punch.
After reaching Great Perfection in the Mountain-Collapsing Punch, not only could he stack ten layers of force, but the power of the very first punch had also increased several times over.
If it could shake a mountain, what was a mere wooden statue?
Boom!
The moment the two fists collided, a deafening explosion rang out.
But the power was overwhelming.
A violent force instantly swept through the Fire God Statue’s entire right arm, the terrifying strength directly shredding the coiled muscles.
Crack!
In the next second, that entire deformed and massive right arm actually disintegrated!
“Just what kind of power is this?!”
The Fire God Statue was struck with terror. It retreated several steps, even toppling the altar in the temple with one foot.
It finally understood why this human could be so composed.
You call this a Confucian Cultivator? Has the Confucian school started abandoning literature for martial arts now?!
At that moment, Chen Ning stepped onto the green tiles and shot forward like a projectile.
Boom!
With one punch, he blasted a large hole directly into the Fire God Statue’s abdomen.
“What are you doing?!”
This time, a fear that could no longer be hidden finally surfaced in the Fire God Statue’s voice.
Chen Ning smiled coldly and directly disemboweled the Fire God Statue.
“I want to see what kind of vermin is hiding inside pretending to be a god!”
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