Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

"A major war? Don't overestimate yourself."

Zheng Qian's voice was like snow in the dead of winter, instantly freezing Huang Chaogui's brain and making his body feel cold.

In the realm of ethereal clarity, the practitioner's mind reaches a state of emptiness and clarity, their spiritual energy resonates with heaven and earth, enabling them to perceive the essence of all things and foresee good and bad fortune; the power of the mind becomes their most powerful weapon.

The power of the mind is something that can only be encountered by chance, much like a person's sixth sense—mysterious yet accurate.

At that moment, Huang Chaogui's mental power erupted like a volcano, warning him of danger and that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous.

I've been famous for over twenty years, and I can't even beat a transfer student in his early twenties?

I don't believe it. Tonight I must cripple him and hand him over to the young sect leader.

If all else fails, just kill him and send his body to the young sect leader.

Under the influence of the domineering Heavenly Gang Technique, Huang Chaogui did not believe in his sixth sense. He unleashed his spiritual power without reservation, let out a loud roar, and his momentum was like a rainbow. His greatsword emitted a brilliant yellow light, illuminating the sky.

"Heavenly Gang Slash".

The blade shadow was over ten meters long, completely enveloping Zheng Qian, as if it wanted to devour him.

Starlight twinkled beneath Zheng Qian's feet, and his seemingly slow movements left afterimages in place.

"You exerted all your strength without reservation, but you dispersed it in a disorganized way, only unleashing three or four tenths of its power. What a waste of your thick lips."

Thick lips?

Holy crap, what does this have to do with thick lips?

Before Huang Chaogui could think, he saw Zheng Qian completely avoid the attack from below the blade and approach his body.

Thud... Pfft...

Zheng Qian swung his right fist, striking Huang Chaogui directly in the waist. Huang Chaogui's body flew into the air, spitting out blood.

"Ah, you actually fucked my kidneys, how despicable."

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Qian took a step forward, and before Huang Chaogui could land, he calmly swung his fist again.

bang...

With what seemed like a light punch, Huang Chaogui's body flew into the air again, unable to land.

"The punch was powerful enough to send him flying five meters high, if not blow him to pieces. But the power still dissipated slightly, and the angle of the twist when using the waist was ten degrees smaller."

With each punch Zheng Qian threw, he mentally analyzed the situation.

The power of control allows him to see whether his own power is being used properly, and it also helps him understand how to use the least amount of power to deal the greatest damage.

While possessing ample theoretical knowledge, practical skills still require improvement. Every punch is a practical activity, a way to enhance muscle memory, and ultimately achieve a state of perfect harmony between man and machine.

Qin Lieyan lay prone in the grass, watching in disbelief as Zheng Qian threw punches again and again, sending Huang Chaogui flying into the air time and time again.

My God, is Zheng Qian that strong?

Even hitting a sandbag isn't this smooth; every time, it's precisely launched into the air, and it manages to dodge Huang Chaogui's broadsword.

Indeed, although Huang Chaogui did not fall from the sky, he swung his knife the moment Zheng Qian approached, intending to cut Zheng Qian.

But Zheng Qian always managed to punch him before he could swing his knife, sending him flying into the air.

No matter how much effort he exerted or how much spiritual power he expended, he couldn't hit or touch Zheng Qian in the slightest.

How could this be? Wasn't Zheng Qian just a transfer student who got into Youzi's class through connections?

How can someone with connections have such high combat effectiveness?

Huang Chaogui was terrified. He activated the Overbearing Heavenly Gang Technique, which transformed his fear into rage. He didn't know how many bones Zheng Qian had broken, and his whole body was in excruciating pain. He roared.

"Zheng Qian, if you have the guts, let me down and we'll fight three hundred rounds."

I couldn't hit them, and I was even used as a punching bag. It's infuriating and infuriating.

"Okay, here you go."

Zheng Qian sneered and punched Huang Chaogui in the stomach the instant Huang landed.

Thud... Pfft...

Huang Chaogui's body flew out horizontally, crashing into a tree as thick as a water bucket and spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"what……"

Huang Chaogui roared at the sky, his blood surging through his veins like a torrent, almost bursting him.

If he doesn't get a outlet for his anger, he'll explode and die without Zheng Qian even hitting him.

Huang Chaogui took the bow and arrow from his back, nocked an arrow, aimed at Zheng Qian, and shouted.

"My signature move isn't just the Heavenly Gang Slash, but also the Overlord Arrow Rain. Die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Chaogui released the bowstring, and the arrow whistled as it pierced the darkness, shooting towards Zheng Qian's brow.

"You can't even aim accurately when you're ambushing someone, what's the point of shooting right in front of them?"

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, as the arrow entered within three meters, he felt the ripples in the space, gently tilted his head, and the arrow flew past his ear and into the darkness.

No sooner had one arrow been shot than a second arrow was nocked and fired at Zheng Qian.

Then, the third, the fourth...

Huang Chaogui was like a transmitter, firing arrows at Zheng Qian relentlessly.

Zheng Qian dodged arrows by nodding and tilting his head. His actions seemed dangerous, but they were not safe at all. At the same time, he slowly walked towards Huang Chaogui.

"What's the use of having such thick lips if the arrows shoot so slowly?"

puff……

Huang Chaogui spat out a mouthful of blood, his blood and qi flowed backward, his heart fire flared up, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

What does my thick lips have to do with archery?

Oh, what does it have to do with anything?

Why did you miss?

The more anxious Huang Chaogui became, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the faster his blood and qi flowed backward.

The Overbearing Heavenly Gang Technique is a martial art that uses battle to fuel further battle; the stronger the confrontation, the more powerful the technique becomes. Conversely, the weaker the confrontation, the less outlet the technique has, and the more ferocious the user becomes.

Without resistance, the cultivation technique is like a dam blocking a flood; if it cannot be cleared, the final result is the loss of reason, turning into a raging beast, and ultimately exploding and dying.

Qin Lieyan stared at Zheng Qian in horror; he was actually able to walk amidst the rain of arrows.

It's important to know that Huang Chaogui was a master who slaughtered three thousand members of the Undying Sect, and blasted apart a late-stage Dragon Shaping Realm expert and a Void Spirit Realm expert with a single arrow.

Unexpectedly, such a powerful figure, capable of killing a late-stage Dragon Shaping Realm expert with a single arrow, was unable to even touch Zheng Qian.

So, just how strong is Zheng Qian?

Invincible in the Dragon Shaping Realm?

Or is it beyond the Dragon Shaping Realm, capable of contending with the Liquid Aperture Realm?

Qin Lieyan suddenly felt very fortunate that Zheng Qian had only stepped on his face yesterday and hadn't tried to kill him. He was even more fortunate that he had arrived a tiny bit late tonight, otherwise he would have been the one to suffer.

At this moment, Huang Chaogui's face turned red. The disadvantage of his domineering Heavenly Gang Technique, which had no outlet for its power, became apparent, and the reverse flow of his qi and blood caused him to lose his mind.

If I can hit the target, then I will hit the target.

Huang Chaogui's obsession with shooting Zheng Qian fueled his inner demons and caused him to lose his reason. Now, he only wants to hit Zheng Qian once to release his blood and emotions, which will allow him to release his energy and reason and regain his sanity.

Unfortunately, Zheng Qian seemed to have anticipated his attack and perfectly dodged it.

As the arrow was shot, Huang Chaogui's fingers grew thicker, then his feet began to swell, his eyes bulged, and his body gradually became bloated.

Zheng Qian stopped and looked at Huang Chaogui with a puzzled expression.

What kind of technique is this that can make the body grow so large, especially the lips, which are so swollen that the nose is no longer visible?

"Thick lips, what kind of technique is that?"

"Roar……"

Huang Chaogui let out a beast-like howl, which shocked Qin Lieyan, who was hiding in the grass, causing his blood to churn and making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zheng Qian, this transfer student, is unfathomable. From now on, if I, Qin Lieyan, encounter him, I will take a detour. Anyone who breaks their oath is a dog.

"Thick lips, did thick lips eat your food? Huh, did they eat your food?"

Huang Chaogui roared and reached for his quiver, only to find it empty; he had already fired all the arrows.

I'm so angry, so infuriating!

I'm not reconciled. Why can't I hit him even once? Why?

The stronger Huang Chaogui's obsession became, the faster his blood and qi flowed backward, and his body became increasingly bloated. His blood vessels and meridians became thicker and continued to grow larger.

“Zheng Tian (Qian), I will definitely beat you to a pulp.”

Huang Chaogui roared incoherently, threw down his bow and arrows, and charged at Zheng Qian with his broadsword.

As he ran, he was like a ball of flesh rolling, and this ball of flesh was rapidly growing larger.

Huang Chaogui's feet couldn't withstand the pressure and exploded with a bang. Immediately afterwards, his hands and eyes exploded.

bang...

In the end, Huang Chaogui's body exploded on the spot, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.