Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

"Three moves, and I can kill you like slaughtering a dog."

Cao Zhenyu is arrogant, and he has the right to be arrogant.

Fifteen years ago, a group of geniuses graduated from the academy and entered various organizations to work. Cao Zhenyu was the number one on the combat power list of that group.

In the past thirty years, no one in Guangxiang Kingdom has broken through to the Liquid Aperture Realm; they are all waiting for the once-in-fifty-years Gathering of Heroes.

Breaking through to the Liquid Aperture Realm requires both talent and opportunity. When it comes to who can break through to the Liquid Aperture Realm, the first person that comes to mind is Cao Zhenyu.

The Cao family was a family of generals in Guangxiang Kingdom. The previous Grand General of Guangxiang Kingdom was Cao Zhenyu's father, Cao Yinzhi.

A long-established family and the crown prince of the team, Cao Zhenyu is tasked with clearing obstacles for Lu Yan and helping him win first place in the martial arts competition.

Zheng Qian smiled, extended three fingers with his left hand, waved to the audience with his right hand, and then put it to his ear.

"I'll give you three moves."

The audience shouted, then burst into laughter.

"Cao Zhenyu is a veteran powerhouse, but unfortunately he's too old."

"Why would Zheng Qian, who got full marks in three subjects, be afraid of Cao Zhenyu?"

"I bet five moves that Zheng Qian will kill Cao Zhenyu."

Cao Zhenyu's face was grim; he hadn't expected Zheng Qian to be so popular.

This was all thanks to Feng Wuhen. After talking with Zheng Qian, he directly donated 800,000 taels of gold in Zheng Qian's name to buy grain for the people in the north and south, and publicized it extensively.

One is a scion of a general's family, yet he has done no good for the people; the other is a student from an academy, who has donated his entire fortune to the people. It is clear to the people who they support.

At that moment, the people in the audience spontaneously began to sing.

"Zheng Gong's noble character soars to the heavens; he donated eighty taels of silver to relieve the people's hardship. People from both the north and south rejoice together, their gratitude as deep as the abyss."

Zheng Qian was very satisfied with Feng Wuhen's publicity methods; he never expected that poems would already be circulating.

That night, Feng Wuhen said, "Guangxiang Kingdom needs folk heroes to inspire the people's fighting spirit. You don't have a powerful background, nor are you from a noble family. By establishing your heroic image, you are the best role model for folk heroes."

Feng Wuhen is a man of extraordinary intelligence.

Hu Can personally handed the two men a death warrant, which Zheng Qian signed and then stood quietly.

After signing, Cao Zhenyu threw down the pen and said coldly, "You still have a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy now. Once I take action, you won't have a chance to beg for mercy anymore."

Zheng Qian asked, "Is death inevitable?"

Cao Zhenyu sneered: "They must die."

Zheng Qian turned to Lu Yan and asked, "Your Highness, did you hear that? Cao Zhenyu said he must die."

Lu Yan's eyes were calm as he said, "You are all the pride of my Guangxiang Kingdom. The death of any of you is a loss to our country. I, the Crown Prince, hope that you will stop here. However, the Gathering of Heroes is held once every fifty years. For the sake of honor, you should fight with all your might and bear the consequences of your own lives."

Zheng Qian shouted to the audience, "Everyone heard that! You are responsible for your own life and death. Anyone who begs for mercy today is a dog."

“We heard that. We’ll vouch for you. The Crown Prince is the first to agree.”

"Yes, we all heard it. You are responsible for your own life and death."

"A battle should be fought to the death. There's no room for argument. Whoever dies today is unlucky and has no one to blame."

Cao Zhenyu stood tall and straight, his black hair flowing like a waterfall, carrying a hint of unruliness and arrogance as he slowly took out his iron fist gloves and put them on under everyone's gaze.

He is at the late stage of the Dragon Shaping Realm and can break through to the Liquid Aperture Realm at any time. Even if Zheng Qian is a monster who has undergone the Ninefold Thunder Tribulation, he is confident that he can kill him.

Hu Can banged the gong in annoyance. He was the commander, and Cao Zhenyu hadn't even glanced at him after signing the document, and had even thrown the pen away.

I, the commander, will not be helping you in a moment; your life or death is in your own hands.

Clang...

"start."

As soon as Hu Can finished speaking, Cao Zhenyu vanished from his spot, and sonic booms echoed through the air. He launched a preemptive attack, delivering a fatal punch.

"Diamond Explosion, die."

The powerful gust of air lifted Zheng Qian's clothes and his long hair, revealing his resolute and determined gaze.

If you want to kill me, let's see if you have the ability.

Starlight flickered beneath his feet as Zheng Qian stepped in a triangular formation, leaving a trail of afterimages as he dodged Cao Zhenyu's iron fist.

Cao Zhenyu fought with increasing ferocity, all the while hurling insults at the same time.

"Zheng Qian, your advantage is speed. But my 'Explosive Fist' is a King-level technique, extremely powerful and fast, with lightning speed. What do you have to fight me with?"

A King-level cultivation technique is a high-level technique that can be cultivated to the True Core Realm.

"Heh, is that so? No matter how good you are, I'll give you three moves first."

Zheng Qian chuckled. He neither increased the distance between the two nor got close to Cao Zhenyu, but kept dodging and quietly observing Cao Zhenyu's attack methods.

Every time he throws a punch, another punch follows immediately. The after-effects of his attack are completely compensated by the next punch, making his attacks almost flawless.

Cao Zhenyu has some skill in using offense to compensate for defense.

Since his debut, Cao Zhenyu has been Zheng Qian's strongest opponent, much stronger than Mo Li and slightly stronger than Fan Tiexue.

If Cao Zhenyu and Fan Tiexue were to fight, Cao Zhenyu would initially have the upper hand, but the final outcome would depend on who could better grasp the details of the battle.

"Cao Zhenyu is too strong! I bet Zheng Qian will win in ten moves. Will I lose everything?"

"You don't know, there are rumors that Cao Zhenyu suppressed his cultivation level for the sake of the Heroes' Gathering, otherwise he would have broken through to the Liquid Aperture Realm five years ago."

"If he suppressed his cultivation level for five years for the Heroes' Gathering, then he could break through at any time. Wouldn't he be invincible in the Dragon Shaping Realm?"

"Not only is his cultivation level lower, but I've also heard that his 'Diamond Explosion' is a technique given to him by a powerful force from over fifty countries. It's a king-level technique that is extremely strong and powerful, and it has the ability to fight beyond one's level. So in this round, I'm betting on Cao Zhenyu to win."

Hearing these people's analysis, the gamblers turned ashen-faced.

Cao Zhenyu could break through to the Liquid Aperture Realm at any time, which would put him a whole realm above Zheng Qian. Furthermore, his cultivation technique was a King-level technique, possessing the ability to fight beyond realms. By all accounts, Zheng Qian was destined to lose.

Cao Zhenyu was equally confident. He was still hiding a great deal of strength, not for any other reason than to suppress his cultivation level.

Five years ago, he could have broken through the Dragon Shaping Realm to reach the Liquid Aperture Realm, but in order to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament and enter the Dual Absolute Domain, he endured for five years and honed his Dragon Shaping Realm skills for five years.

If it weren't for the Crown Prince's extremely prestigious status, Cao Zhenyu would have wanted to win first place in the martial arts competition.

The thought of a melee of thirty-two people was giving Cao Zhenyu a headache. Once they defeated all the enemies, they would have to rank them according to their power.

I should be in the top five, right?

While Cao Zhenyu was thinking, his hands moved without slowing down, punching Zheng Qian again and again.

Zheng Qian had no enmity with Cao Zhenyu, but the Crown Prince's order was to kill Zheng Qian, so Cao Zhenyu had no choice but to do everything in his power to kill him.

"Zheng Qian, be a smart person in your next life, otherwise you'll die a muddle-headed ghost."

Cao Zhenyu roared, his punches becoming faster and more ferocious.

Zheng Qian smiled slightly, stepped back, and held up three fingers.

"Three moves have passed, now it's time for me to fight back."