Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 254: 254. This wave is not a loss

Chapter 254: 254. This wave is not a loss

Ti began to flow forward again, only at an exceedingly slow pace.

Fang Zhou maintained his punching stance, his fist gradually inching closer to Chang Kong’s towering chest—he wasn’t intentionally aiming for such an indecent area, but rather unconsciously targeting the largest area to ensure a hit, which is a mathematical issue.

Fang Zhou saw that at the mont just before the hit, Chang Kong’s body flickered slightly, evading his straight punch.

While dodging, Chang Kong’s hand had already pressed below Fang Zhou’s chest.

Fang Zhou distinctly felt a massive force erupt from Chang Kong’s hand, rapidly vibrating like ripples that thundered from his chest into his body.

The force nearly dissipated the spiritual energy and muscle strength inside Fang Zhou, paralyzing him instantly.

Chang Kong gently lifted her hand, sending Fang Zhou flying into the sky, and as ti resud its normal speed, he crashed heavily to the ground once again.

Fang Zhou saw stars from the impact again; that woman was definitely doing this on purpose, it was excruciating.

But this ti, Fang Zhou didn’t get angry, he got up from the ground and thoughtfully pondered over everything that happened in the ti replay.

Chang Kong’s displayed strength and speed indeed did not surpass the Foundation Establishnt Realm; it was just her perfect timing and skill that was remarkable. The key was her ability to deliver that blow to Fang Zhou, directly crippling his strong physique.

One experience isn’t enough; Fang Zhou took a deep breath and lunged at Chang Kong again.

As he approached, Fang Zhou imdiately cast the Illusion Control Technique, though they were using fists and feet, there’s no rule saying skills can’t be used, right?

What isn’t forbidden is permitted!

Chang Kong’s realm must be above the Innate Realm, but within the illusion, she lowered her realm to the Foundation Establishnt Realm, succumbing to the Illusion Control Technique with no resistance.

The duration might be less than a second, but for Fang Zhou, a second was enough.

He swung his fist toward Chang Kong’s chest again, consistency is key, and changing targets randomly isn’t advisable.

At the mont of impact, Chang Kong suddenly rotated her body, dodged the attack, and lightly pressed Fang Zhou’s chest in the sa spot.

Fang Zhou’s spiritual energy and strength were once again shattered by this vibrating ripple, causing him to fly backward even faster.

He endured the pain, sat up abruptly, and looked at Chang Kong with shocked eyes.

Chang Kong just then broke free from the Illusion Technique’s hold and said, “You violated the rules by using forces beyond just fists and feet, consider this a warning.”

Fang Zhou couldn’t bother arguing with Chang Kong; he was amazed and asked, “How did you avoid my attack and counter?!”

She was clearly still under the Illusion Technique at that ti.

Chang Kong replied coolly, “It’s the body’s natural reaction to incoming attacks.”

Fang Zhou opened his mouth but found himself montarily speechless.

He might as well have said that she was a robot with an automatic defense function.

He touched his chest, which was already so sore from being hit twice that it felt numb, with his strong physique seemingly ineffective.

Curious, he asked, “What skill is this?”

Chang Kong truthfully answered, “It’s a combat technique I developed myself. If you want to learn it, I can teach you.”

Fang Zhou stood up again and laughed, “Then let’s make a PY deal, you teach this technique, and I’ll exchange it with my Piling Machine Secret Technique, let’s share and learn.”

Chang Kong didn’t really understand what the Piling Machine Secret Technique was, probably sothing Fang Zhou picked up sowhere.

She wasn’t very interested, but motivating Fang Zhou was worthwhile, so she reached out and beckoned to him gently, “Continue.”

Fang Zhou lunged again, then was easily knocked away, and he repeated the process of attacking and being knocked away.

Being consecutively knocked away by this woman added fuel to Fang Zhou’s frustration, causing him to grit his teeth and persist.

“Your attack intention is too simple, the fist is too direct, lacking any technique,”

Chang Kong no longer sent Fang Zhou flying, just dodged with her hands behind her, offering her assessnt in an emotionless tone.

Fang Zhou was close to an “ORA ORA ORA ORA,” both fists throwing countless afterimages.

Yet Chang Kong dodged effortlessly amidst those countless afterimages, walking leisurely, like taking a stroll after breakfast.

Fang Zhou indeed knew no combat skills; his previous fights relied solely on overpowering others with speed and strength, along with so simple critical hit techniques derived from straightforward swordsmanship.

This combat style easily crushed opponents slower and weaker than him, but when facing a master like Chang Kong, Fang Zhou was no different from a brute force gorilla.

His attack intention was too simple, allowing Chang Kong to easily anticipate his moves; Fang Zhou’s speed advantage was negated, and without hitting, his strength was useless.

Conversely, Chang Kong’s Ripple Vibration that could unleash tenfold power with one-tenth force was enough to shatter Fang Zhou’s proud strong body.

This was complete suppression from every angle; this is what a true master is.

Only now did Fang Zhou realize that the enemies he encountered before were rely small fry.

True Master Yu Jian’s “Unbeatable below Innate” claim was clearly just boasting, but Fang Zhou took it seriously until Chang Kong brought him back to reality.

“Your fists and feet are aningless, use a weapon or any ans,”

Chang Kong casually remarked.

Fang Zhou wasn’t stubborn enough to suffer needlessly; with a thought, the Xuanyuan Sword burst out of its box, slashing towards Chang Kong.

Chang Kong easily evaded without the intent to counterattack.

Fang Zhou gritted his teeth, and instantly, the Xuanyuan Sword split into eight, along with Fang Zhou himself, launching a full-scale attack on Chang Kong.

Chang Kong’s actions weren’t as smoothly flowing as before, her dodges beca more concise and effective, and her hands were no longer behind her.

Seeing an opportunity, Fang Zhou deployed Illusion Control Technique, Invisible Sword Energy, Big Fireball Skill, Hu Lai’s left hand, his full arsenal on first full deploynt.

Front, back, above, below, left, right—all paths were sealed; there was no escape for Chang Kong.

She didn’t retreat but advanced, approaching Fang Zhou head-on, pressing his chest once again, unleashing Ripple Vibration.

Fang Zhou’s spiritual energy and strength were scattered, but he was prepared, his feet stuck to the ground like nails, preventing him from being knocked away.

Chang Kong stepped on his knee with one foot, leaping upwards intending to vault over his head.

At this mont, Fang Zhou finally saw an opportunity for counterattack, he jumped upwards following her, extending his arm as far as it could go.

Slipping between Chang Kong’s legs, he forcefully grabbed her butt.

Chang Kong swiftly spun mid-air, stepping on Fang Zhou’s face, pushing him down directly.

Fang Zhou was nearly stomped into the ground by her foot, but he quickly got back up, still imprinted with her shoe mark on his face, yet he raised his hand high and laughed loudly, “Excellent feel, worth it!”

Chang Kong leveraged the force to land softly so distance away, turning around slowly, looking at Fang Zhou expressionlessly.

Her deanor revealed no hint of anger, only a cold tone saying, “Well done.”