646: Chapter 646 Another breakthrough!

Wang Shi could no longer maintain his composure.

He, Wang Shi, the head of one of the Five Great Families of the Capital and a powerhouse at the Heavenly Realm Peak, was respected and flattered wherever he went.

Now, a brat in his early twenties actually wanted to be his grandfather in public?

"You're looking for death!"

Wang Shi roared, stomped his foot, and lunged toward Chu Niubi like a goshawk pouncing on a rabbit.

Then.

His right hand shot out!

His five fingers formed a claw!

An icy blue light covered his palm, emitting a bone-chilling coldness.

"Ice Palm!"

The Wang Family's ancestral technique; once it hit, the cold energy would enter the body and freeze the meridians.

He wanted to cripple Chu Niubi in one move and let the boy know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!

Chu Niubi watched the palm strike coming toward him, his pupils shrinking slightly.

But he didn't dodge.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't.

Master had said that what he lacked was combat experience and that he needed time to adapt to his own power.

And the best way to adapt to power was to grow while being beaten.

"Bring it on!"

Chu Niubi grit his teeth and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

The next second.

"Bang!!!"

A muffled thud.

Chu Niubi felt as if he had been hit by a truck; his feet left the ground, and he flew backward.

He flew across the banquet hall, knocking over a table behind him; dishes shattered, and soup splashed everywhere.

After flying several more meters, his back hit a marble pillar before he crashed heavily onto the ground.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining the white carpet in front of him.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Chu Niubi, who was lying on the ground spitting blood.

"Niubi!"

Chu Shixiong suddenly stood up from his chair, his face pale and his legs weak.

He strode toward his son, his voice trembling: "Niubi! How are you? Don't scare me!"

Chu Niubi lay on the ground, coughed several times, and spat out more blood.

Then.

He slowly raised his head, looked at his father, and grinned.

"Dad, I'm fine. Don't come over!"

"I, Chu Niubi, want to tell everyone..."

"The Chu Family is not without someone!!!"

That smile was bloody and looked pitiful.

But those eyes were shockingly bright.

Chu Shixiong's steps came to a sudden halt; he froze in place, his eyes instantly turning red.

From a useless person who couldn't cultivate at the start, Chu Niubi had entered the path of cultivation with Ye Chen's help.

He was very happy and even more relieved.

Because his son, who had been called trash since childhood, could finally cultivate.

As a father, he was very proud.

Later.

Chu Niubi's cultivation speed became very slow.

He understood that no matter how powerful Ye Chen was, he couldn't turn someone judged as trash into a genius.

Therefore.

He had actually come to terms with it long ago.

Whether or not Chu Niubi could enter the Xuan Realm, he was still his precious son!

But he never thought...

That this very son would stand up when the family's survival was at stake.

Unafraid of life or death!

Using his own body to withstand a strike from a powerhouse at the Heavenly Realm Peak!

He cried.

Crying like an ordinary father.

Chu Niubi crawled up from the ground.

Immediately after.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned to look at Wang Shi, and extended his right hand, raising his middle finger.

"Old geezer, haven't you eaten? Why was that hit so weak?"

Wang Shi: "???"

Was this even human speech?

That single palm strike of his was enough to completely cripple an Early Heaven Realm powerhouse!

It could even make a Late Heaven Realm powerhouse unable to get up for a while!

Yet this kid not only got right back up but even said the hit was weak???

Wang Shi was shocked.

The banquet hall erupted in an uproar.

"Is Chu Niubi crazy? He's looking for death!"

"Exactly! He's been beaten like this and still talks back? Doesn't he value his life?"

"I think Instructor Ye's empowerment made him stupid; he doesn't even know how to spell the word 'death'!"

...

Wang Shi's face turned completely dark.

"Good, very good."

"Since you're looking for death, I will fulfill your wish!"

He lunged forward again and struck with another palm.

This time, the force was heavier than before, and the cold energy was thicker.

Wherever the palm wind passed, tiny ice crystals condensed in the air, flickering with an eerie light under the lamps.

Chu Niubi once again crossed his arms to block.

"Bang!!!"

Another muffled thud.

He flew out again.

This time he flew even further, knocking over three or four tables as dish fragments scattered everywhere.

Upon landing, he rolled several times on the ground before barely coming to a stop.

"Pfft—"

Another mouthful of blood.

Chu Shixiong's eyes grew even redder; his fists clenched so hard his nails dug deep into his palms.

But he didn't rush forward.

Because he saw that in his son's eyes, there was no fear, no retreat, only battle intent.

A raging battle intent.

Something he had never seen before!

Chu Niubi crawled up again.

This time, he got up slightly faster than before.

He wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Wang Shi with a mocking grin: "Old geezer, do you have a kidney deficiency? Why is each strike weaker than the last? I suggest you get your kidneys checked; my master can treat it!"

All the guests: "..."

This kid really isn't afraid of dying!

Wang Shi roared and struck out with one palm after another.

One strike!

Five strikes!

Ten strikes!

Chu Niubi flew out time and again.

But every single time, he got back up.

And the speed at which he got up became faster and faster, his standing posture becoming steadier.

At first, he needed to lean on a table to stand steadily.

Later, he only needed a slight wobble to steady himself.

Eventually, he didn't even wobble; he stood up as if nothing had happened.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall gradually changed.

Initially, everyone was mocking Chu Niubi for overestimating himself and looking for death.

But gradually, the laughter vanished.

It was replaced by silence.

By shock.

By disbelief.

"This... what is this kid made of? How is he unkillable?"

"A Heavenly Realm Peak powerhouse struck with full force more than a dozen times, and he can still stand up?"

"Have you noticed? Every time he stands up, the aura on him is a bit stronger than the last time!"

...

Wang Shi noticed it too.

He stopped, stood in place, and stared intently at Chu Niubi; the expression in his eyes shifted from anger to solemnity, and then from solemnity to horror.

This kid's aura...

It really was getting stronger!

And it wasn't the kind of superficial inflation from pills or external forces, but a solid, grounded strengthening!

With every beating and every mouthful of blood, his aura stabilized more, and his power became more condensed.

It was as if...

He was using the beating as a form of cultivation!

A thought flashed through Wang Shi's mind, and a layer of cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his back.

It couldn't go on like this.

He had to finish him in one move!

Wang Shi took a deep breath, the true qi in his body circulating frantically; the true qi in his energy center was like boiling water, surging relentlessly.

His hands slowly traced circles in front of him, the icy blue light in his palms growing more intense and brighter, dyeing his entire palms a transparent blue.

Like two pieces of thousand-year-old ice.

Ice Palm, Extreme Cold Form!

This was his trump card killing move, with a power more than three times that of a regular Ice Palm.

But the consumption was also immense; after striking with this palm, he would need at least three days of rest to recover.

Originally, he hadn't planned on using this move.

A mere brat wasn't worthy of him using his ultimate technique.

But at this moment, he couldn't care about that anymore.

"Kid, it is your honor to die under this move of mine!"

Wang Shi roared and struck out with both palms toward Chu Niubi.

Two icy blue palm winds, like two ice dragons, roared as they charged toward Chu Niubi.

Wherever they passed, moisture in the air froze, condensing into countless tiny ice crystals that shimmered with the light of death under the lamps.

Chu Niubi stood in place, watched the two roaring ice dragons, and took a deep breath.

He didn't dodge.

Nor did he block.

Instead...

He simply threw a punch.

But the power of this punch...

Actually! Actually! Actually! It soared to the Heavenly Realm Peak!!!

"Boom!!!"

The punch force collided head-on with the ice dragons, producing a world-shaking explosion.

The airwaves spread in all directions, flipping tables and chairs and shattering the crystal chandeliers.

Dust filled the air.

Debris flew everywhere.

When the dust settled, everyone saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives...

Chu Niubi stood in place, his feet deeply embedded in the shattered marble floor, his clothes in tatters and covered in blood.

But he was still standing.

And standing straight.

Opposite him, Wang Shi had retreated three steps, his chest heaving violently and his face as pale as paper.

His hands were trembling.

Not from anger, but from the backlash; his hands were in excruciating pain.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Chu Niubi as if they were seeing a ghost.

"Hea... Heavenly Realm Peak?"

"Did Chu Niubi really go from the Yellow Realm Peak to the Heavenly Realm Peak in less than one hour?"

"And he even seems to have suppressed the head of the Wang Family!"

"This is impossible! This violates the basic laws of cultivation! Is he fucking cheating?"

...

Chu Shixiong stood there, looking at his son's back, tears of joy streaming down his face.

He's finally made something of himself!

His son has truly grown up!

Chu Niubi stood there, staring at his own fist, dazed for several seconds.

The next second.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Shi.

"Old geezer, thanks a lot."

"If it weren't for those dozen or so palm strikes of yours, I really wouldn't have been able to break through."