The power in the multiverse worlds is actually based on energy, it's just called differently in different worlds. In the apocalyptic world, upgrading grants skills and talents, with organizations and camps. In the nuclear world, practicing enhances psionic proficiency for more precise control, with academies and psionic administration bureaus. In the current world, cultivation involves sects and skills, with established sects. In reality, they are all based on the same power system, just with different names. You taste it, you savor it.
“Teacher, my name is Yuan Zhiping…”
Before the green-haired man could finish speaking, his mouth fell open, unable to utter another word.
He distinctly felt a surge of immense power coursing into his body, a scorching energy seeping into every limb and bone, making him feel as if he had undergone a complete transformation!
As a golden light flashed through Yuan Zhiping’s pupils, the burning sensation vanished.
He felt remarkably light.
“Go, Pingping, take that guy down. Don’t shame our freshman class seven!”
Zhang Chen said with a leisurely air.
“You seem to be their leader. I think you should come out yourself. Your subordinates are no match for me!”
The man said confidently.
“To deal with you? It’s not worth my effort. My students are more than enough!”
“He’s already been enlightened by me. He’s more than capable of handling you!”
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
“Ha, a pat on the shoulder and a few encouraging words count as enlightenment?”
“If he can beat me like this, I doubt there would be any need for sects or anything of that sort in this world!”
The man said dismissively.
“We’ll know once we fight. Why all the nonsense?!”
“I absolutely won’t disappoint Teacher Zhang!”
Yuan Zhiping charged at the man again, still throwing that unorganized, unremarkable punch.
“Tsk… Is that all?”
“Your speed has improved a bit, but as I said, brute force alone will never defeat me!”
The man sidestepped the punch lightly and prepared to swing his fan, “Gale…”
Bang!
Yuan Zhiping suddenly unleashed a lightning-fast punch, sending the man flying backward.
The punch was so quick and powerful that the onlookers couldn’t even track it.
They only saw a blur before the man was sent flying.
“What… That… That’s someone from the Cloud Heaven Sect, and he was sent flying with one punch?!”
“This is too outrageous, how is that possible?”
“I’ve heard of a dark art that is said to temporarily enhance combat power by consuming one’s lifespan. Perhaps he’s using that kind of magic!”
“Isn’t that dark art a forbidden technique used by ancient demons? Could it be that the seal on the ancient demons has been broken?!”
“No wonder their attire is so strange. So they’re subordinates of ancient demons, everyone run!”
In an instant, the people in the plaza scattered.
Though they ran, they didn’t go far, instead hiding in distant shops and street corners, secretly watching.
“Phew, I was just careless earlier. Now I’ll show you my true abilities!”
The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gripped his fan with both hands, and then streams of energy began to surge from the fan’s surface.
“Wind Sweeping Clouds!”
Whoosh… Swish swish…
The signs of nearby shops trembled violently in the strong wind, and even the trees couldn’t withstand the gale, shedding leaves and branches.
“Break!”
The man roared and violently swung his fan.
Then, countless wind blades swept down like a torrential rain. The plants on the ground, struck by the wind blades, were immediately cut in half.
Even the wooden poles, as thick as a thumb, in the plaza were easily severed.
Boom!
All the wind blades slammed fiercely into Yuan Zhiping.
However, this time, not even Yuan Zhiping’s clothes were torn. He casually waved his hand, and all the wind blades were blocked.
“Didn’t you say that brute force alone couldn’t defeat you?”
“Today, I’ll teach you a lesson: in the face of absolute power, all techniques are mere flashy tricks!”
Yuan Zhiping roared, and a powerful force erupted from his body, his entire being turning red, muscles bulging with veins.
“Die!”
Yuan Zhiping’s figure grew again, his speed more than doubling from before.
This was his all-out state.
“Wind Style!”
A strong gust of wind slowly enveloped the man.
But before his technique could take effect, Yuan Zhiping directly punched him into the air, then leaped up, appeared above the man, clenched his fists, and slammed down again.
Bang!
Boom!
As the man reached his apex and his speed began to decrease, it suddenly reversed, and he was slammed hard into the ground.
The impact shattered all the paving stones in the plaza, and the earth below rippled outwards like waves.
“Satisfying!”
Yuan Zhiping landed and placed his foot on the man’s chest, saying triumphantly:
“How about it? Do you understand the gap between us now?”
“Cough… Pfft!”
The man, furious and agitated, spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Alright, Pingping, you won. As long as you didn’t bring shame to our freshman class seven, that’s enough.”
“Don’t be unforgiving. We should win people over with virtue. Do you understand?”
Zhang Chen said from the side.
“Yes, Teacher Zhang, I understand!”
Yuan Zhiping nodded and slowly returned to the group.
This scene made the surrounding students’ hearts pound with excitement.
“Teacher Zhang is amazing! He just patted Yuan Zhiping’s shoulder, and his strength increased by a large margin. That move just now was at least the strength of a level 5 Physique-based psionic!”
“Actually, I think what’s most awesome about Teacher Zhang is what he said: ‘My students are only to be bullied by me.’ It’s so domineering!”
“I suddenly have the urge to be Teacher Zhang’s student for life!”
“Who doesn’t? Learn more from Teacher Zhang, and you’ll benefit for life!”
The students looked at Zhang Chen with adoration.
“Who dares to attack someone from the Cloud Heaven Sect? Truly courting death!”
Suddenly, a voice reached everyone’s ears.
This wasn’t a voice that was loud enough for everyone to hear, but rather like a soft whisper directly into one’s ear.
“Sound-based psionics? Interesting!”
Zhang Chen smiled slightly and said.
Boom!
Suddenly, an old man descended from the sky, followed by seven or eight youths dressed in the same attire as the man on the ground.
“This humble elder is Tian Xuan of the Cloud Heaven Sect. May I know your esteemed name?”
The old man had white hair and a youthful complexion, exuding a faint aura of energy.
“Hmm, slightly stronger than the last one!”
Zhang Chen nodded and said.
“This… This is Elder Tian Xuan, one of the Four Great Elders of the Cloud Heaven Sect? Good heavens, this is going to be interesting!”
“Who said it wasn’t? The Cloud Heaven Sect is one of the Five Great Sects, and each of the Four Great Elders is highly skilled, basically considered peak experts in the world!”
“Go, Elder Tian Xuan, defeat these demons!”
The onlookers shouted from a distance.
“Let me clarify, it was your disciple who cut in line first, which is why we took action to teach them a lesson!”
“It wasn’t that we initiated the provocation. You need to understand this clearly!”
Zhang Chen said slowly.
“Ha, so you know to back down now? It’s too late!”
Elder Tian Xuan’s face turned stern, and he said coldly.