"Boom!!!"
The massive luxury cruise ship shattered into countless pieces, then erupted in flames, slowly sinking beneath the surface of the port.
Chen Jiuyang and Taron still stood in the void.
Chen Jiuyang was in perfect harmony with heaven and earth. If he hadn't actively made a move, stirring his blood and qi, Taron would never have been able to detect his identity amidst thousands of ordinary people. Moreover, this punch was aimed directly at him.
Seeing Chen Jiuyang take his punch without a scratch, not even retreating half a step in the void, Taron's eyes immediately ignited with fighting spirit. He suddenly retreated, creating distance.
Facing an opponent of equal combat strength, he could not be careless. After one failed punch, he had to be wary of the opponent's counterattack, let alone the fact that the opponent had once shone brightly in the Martial Rankings World Championship, slaughtering the world's prodigies from various countries.
Taron stared at Chen Jiuyang and slowly said, "Mr. Chen, your disguise skills are indeed exceptional. Even to my senses, you were just an ordinary person with no special characteristics. This must be a special technique from the demonic path of Dragon Country."
"After I cross-referenced the crew list and recalled, there was an extra person on the ship."
"This extra person has no information; even our Lighthouse Country has no record of them."
"So I thought I'd give it a try. As they say in Dragon Country, for a powerful individual like Mr. Chen, it's better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."
"I didn't expect that this test would be bingo! I hit the jackpot!"
"Jackpot?" Chen Jiuyang nodded with interest. "I didn't expect my identity to be exposed because of this matter."
"Have you ever considered that this jackpot might cost you your life?"
As Chen Jiuyang spoke, he slowly shed his disguise, revealing his true face, and stared coldly at Taron.
Taron slowly assumed a stance and spoke in fluent Dragon Country language:
"Just as I wish. Let us decide not only the victor but also life and death!"
"Very well, I shall grant your wish."
Chen Jiuyang's figure suddenly moved, flashing before Taron. One hand turned into a palm and slammed down, carrying immense gravity, smashing the port built of steel and concrete into pieces.
"Boom!"
A sacred, divine white light erupted from Taron's body as he met Chen Jiuyang's palm head-on.
"Rumble!!!"
The clear azure sky stirred with layers of airwaves, like ripples on water, followed by rolling giant waves! The sonic boom had already exceeded the Hertz limit imperceptible to ordinary humans.
Then.
"Tap! Tap!"
Taron involuntarily retreated two steps, a look of astonishment on his face. His face then showed even more fervent fighting spirit, his body trembling slightly with excitement. "Very strong!"
"Very good!"
Chen Jiuyang's ordinary punch could make him retreat two steps. Among peers, this was the first time he had seen someone whose combat power could be compared to his. The leader of the Hongmen sect, having mastered the Art of War, at the peak of five blood exchanges, was greatly feared by many, even he had to concede two points. Because, with the Art of War unleashed, life and death were decided in an instant.
Chen Jiuyang's eyes held a hint of surprise. On this Earth, were there truly people other than those in Dragon Country and the Indian Divine Kingdom who cultivated martial arts, focusing on the physical body? And this person was from the Alpha organization, known for its superpowers. Moreover, Taron's physique was also very strong; taking his punch only made him retreat two steps and slightly affected his internal qi and blood. This Taron had far surpassed many venerable masters of Dragon Country!
Indeed, he was worth a fight!
"Boom!"
It had been a long time since he had encountered such an opponent. Chen Jiuyang's twelve great acupoints churned with blood and qi, his true liquid mana was mobilized, and his five divine treasures roared. Then, Chen Jiuyang's palm turned into a fist, devoid of any imposing fist shadows, only a fist that had returned to its original simplicity. This punch! It could shatter mountains and rivers, and break great rivers!
As the punch was thrown, it was reflected in Taron's pupils, causing his pressure to suddenly increase. As this punch struck him, in his perception, it was as if the pressure of all things in heaven and earth was crushing down on him, trying to expel him, to force him, with the aim of crushing and blowing him up!
"Divine Technique! Rakshasa Golden Body!"
"Clang!"
Taron's physique immediately turned golden, emitting a sacred radiance, and he also threw a punch, meeting Chen Jiuyang head-on. This time, the night sky exploded with brilliant firelight due to this punch, even the air was scorched. Chen Jiuyang's punch sounded like striking the pure gold Buddha statue of the Little Thunder Sound Temple, emitting a clanging sound.
A moment later.
"Crack! Snap!"
Taron's golden arm emitted the sound of bone breaking, and his figure was sent flying back dozens of feet. "Such power, how overbearing! It's astonishing!" His eyes showed shock.
Shen Qingqing and the others watching from below saw this level of combat, their faces filled with solemnity and their eyes with horror. How could such a scene, created by mere ordinary exchanges between such supreme experts, not inspire dread? Shen Qingqing was even more shocked beyond measure. The young man surnamed Chen who boarded the ship and refused to reveal his name was actually so powerful, capable of rivaling her Hongmen sect leader. Thinking back to how she had mocked Chen Jiuyang earlier, boasting about the Hongmen's power, she now turned pale, feeling utterly humiliated. It was like showing off a broadsword in front of Guan Gong, utterly ignorant.
Chen Jiuyang looked at Taron with interest. "A superpower from Lighthouse Country's Alpha organization has actually learned a divine technique from the Little Thunder Sound Temple of the Indian Divine Kingdom. This is quite unexpected for me."
Seeing that Chen Jiuyang was giving him time to recover from his injuries, Taron's expression darkened, and he felt a surge of anger. He was clearly being underestimated by Chen Jiuyang. His killing intent intensified, and he spoke:
"The path of superpowers is to worship gods, allowing us to possess surging and immense power in a short period. Although this path is good, in the final analysis, it only brings us closer to becoming gods, not to becoming gods!"
"The path of martial arts can break the inner demons, martial will can shatter all gods in the world, and martial will can allow oneself to ascend to become an immortal or a god!"
Taron's words were more like those of a Dragon Country native than a Dragon Country person. After the Great Era's revival, cultivators of the immortal path far outnumbered those who practiced martial arts. By joining a sect and obtaining a cultivation method, and with decent aptitude, one could attain longevity and extraordinary power. Only those with top-tier aptitude would fully pursue the martial path, striving for their own peak and reaching a higher level.
Chen Jiuyang slowly nodded and said, "Well said. This point indeed aligns with mine."
"If you hadn't appeared here today and forced me to reveal myself, I might have gained a friend in this world."
"But unfortunately, I just want to go home quietly. Why did you insist on forcing me?"
Chen Jiuyang's tone grew colder, his words revealing a sharp killing intent.
"Since you chose to force me to reveal myself, I must send you on your way!"
"Die!"