Realizer of Death : The Reaper

Tenku and Kong Ming fiercely clashed in the arena, making Wang Ruyue and the others worry when they saw their battle. Even though Kong Ming was unarmed, the damage from his attacks was terrifying and dangerous. They feared Tenku would be seriously injured because of his opponent's finger technique.

They saw Tenku use the attack from the Thousand Weapon Emperor Technique that Wang Zeming had used in the previous match. But Tenku uses a spear as a medium and looks much stronger than him. Unfortunately, the weapon broke because it was not strong enough to withstand Kong Ming's attack.

Crack!

"What!? His weapon is broken! How will he fight against Kong Ming!?" Wang Ruyue said frantically. She heard Gu Qingyang's laughter when he saw the scene, but she didn't have time to think about it because she was worried about Tenku.

"Please calm down, Ruyue. Can't you see that they stopped their battle? I think Kong Ming allowed Tenku to change his weapon." Even though Wang Zeming didn't hear their words clearly, he could guess their conversation's content after seeing Kong Ming pointing at the weapons rack.

"Is that true?" Wang Ruyue asked to confirm his words. She couldn't believe that Kong Ming would be so kind as to give up his advantage in the match by letting Tenku replace his broken weapon. But before Wang Zeming could reply, they saw Tenku throw away his spear and intend to fight Kong Ming with his bare hands.

"What the hell is he thinking!? Didn't he see the power of Kong Ming's attack!? Why doesn't he change his weapon and instead fight him barehanded!?" Wang Ruyue subconsciously shouted in annoyance at Tenku's actions. It destroyed her image as a gentle and elegant girl, but Wang Ruyue didn't care because she worried for Tenku. Besides her, Huang Yuxin also felt the same way, but she could only stay silent and not say it as Wang Ruyue did.

"I don't know what he's planning. But what we can do now is trust him." Wang Zeming tried to calm Wang Ruyue even though he was also worried about Tenku.

"Tenku... I will preach to him all night after this competition is over!" Wang Ruyue said in a low voice. Even though she was angry, her worries for Tenku were much more significant. She didn't want anything bad to happen to Tenku, and the feelings of Huang Yuxin next to her were no different from hers.

After that, they saw Kong Ming attack Tenku, but the latter didn't show any signs of dodging. In other words, Tenku wanted to face Kong Ming's finger technique head-on.

"Tenku! What are you doing!? Dodge his attack!" Wang Ruyue couldn't bear to look at the situation any longer, and she shouted at Tenku. Even so, her words did not reach his ears, nor did the other party want to listen to her. The distance between the two people in the arena drew closer, making her face pale. Then Tenku threw his punch, and the two fists collided.

Booooooommmmmmmmmm!

"Tenku!" Huang Yuxin and Wang Ruyue stood up from their seats and shouted frantically. But then, the scene in the arena left the two dumbfounded, not only them but everyone watching the match.

They thought that Kong Ming's attack would seriously injure Tenku but what happened was the opposite. Tenku stood firmly in his position without moving an inch, and his opponent was knocked back while vomiting blood.

"What has happened?" Huang Yuxin looked at Wang Ruyue and asked.

"I do not know." Wang Ruyue shook her head and then looked at Wang Zeming.

"Do you know what happened? How can Tenku block Kong Ming's attack, who has practiced Vajra Holy body and has a higher cultivation base than him?" Wang Ruyue thought that Wang Zeming would know why after seeing his reaction.

"Impossible! This is impossible! Did he learn that practice!?" Wang Zeming said in a trembling voice.

"What do you mean by that? What practice?" Wang Ruyue didn't understand the meaning of Wang Zeming's words.

"Tyrant King Body Tempering Art. The first elder seems to have taught him that inhumane practice." Wang Zeming looked at Wang Ruyue and said.

He stated such things because that practice gave cultivators unbearable pain during the body tempering process. The higher the layer of the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art, the more terrifying the pain they would feel.

Moreover, that practice required cultivation resources that were both abundant and rare. Wang Zeming could hardly believe that Tenku had successfully trained the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art.

"What!?" Wang Ruyue's body trembled when she heard that.

She had heard from Wang Haotian about that practice and how painful the body tempering process was to break through each of its layers. Her grandfather strictly forbade her to learn the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art because it was unsuitable for a woman. But then Wang Ruyue shook her head vigorously to refute Wang Zeming's words.

"Are you not wrong about that!? My grandfather couldn't have taught Tenku such a practice." Wang Ruyue said in disbelief. She knew his grandfather well, and there was no way he would teach a practice that could harm his only student.

Most importantly, where could Tenku get the cultivation resources for body tempering? Wang Ruyue was sure that Wang Haotian didn't take anything with him when he left the Wang family many years ago.

"Then how can you explain the physical strength that can match the Vajra Holy body?" Wang Zeming smiled bitterly as he recalled his attempts to practice the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art in the past, and ended in failure because he couldn't endure the pain.

"That is…" Wang Ruyue was at a loss for words to answer Wang Zeming.

"What exactly are you guys talking about?" Huang Yuxin was confused by their conversation.

"We were talking about..." Wang Ruyue told Huang Yuxin about the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art without hesitation. Of course, he only told a small part about it.

"Does such practice exist? I know about the Vajra Holy Body and some of the body tempering practices, but none sounds that terrible." Huang Yuxin asked with a pale face. Her body shivered just hearing about Tyrant King Body Tempering Art from Huang Ruyue. She couldn't believe that Tenku had learned such painful physical practice.

Huang Yuxin had not known Tenku for long and knew nothing about him, including his reasons for getting stronger. After this competition ends, she is determined to get to know him better, whether he wants to be her fake boyfriend.

Wang Ruyue could only nod weakly in response to Huang Yuxin's question. Then she turned her eyes towards Tenku in the arena. She wasn't sure if Tenku learned the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art.

She intended to ask him directly after the match ended. If Tenku trained it, then Wang Ruyue would go to her grandfather and ask him for an explanation.

At the arena, Kong Ming was shocked when he was knocked back in a hand-to-hand clash by Tenku. He is confident with his physique and technique. Kong Ming believed that his body was stronger than Long Aotian and other cultivators who practiced physical tempering.

But now Kong was vomiting blood from just one fist. It made him dumbfounded and doubted that his opponent was the same age as him.

"Did you also learn body tempering practice?" Kong Ming looked at Tenku and asked.

"Yes." Tenku answered briefly.

"No wonder you can withstand my attacks. If you also learn body tempering practice, then it makes sense. Is what you are cultivating the Wang family's Tyrant King Body Tempering Art?" Kong Ming asked another question. This time Tenku just kept silent and had no intention of replying.

"I understand. Your physique is strong, but my Vajra Holy Body is not under your practice!" Kong Ming knew that Tenku didn't want to answer, so he didn't ask any further. He changed the shape of his hand from a fist to one finger and compressed it with Qi until it was enveloped in golden light.

"Then, let's prove which practice is stronger! Mine or yours!" Kong Ming said coldly and charged at Tenku with his index finger like he was thrusting a spear.

Tathagata Finger!

"I'm also curious about that." Tenku smiled, and he did the same as Kong Ming. He compressed a large amount of Qi in his finger and thrust it into his opponent.

Heavenly Finger!

Boooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmm!

Their fingers clashed, and Tenku's attack knocked back Kong Ming again.

"What!? The attack you used before was..." Kong Ming said in disbelief because Tenku's finger technique felt so familiar.

"You are right. I imitated you but changed it a bit. I combined the two training concepts into my attack. I used one of the moves of the Thousand Weapon Emperor Technique to the physical strength of the Tyrant King Body Tempering Art. I didn't expect that the result would be so strong! I thank you for that." Tenku explained.

"You! I can't believe your physique is more solid than mine!" Kong Ming was angry when he heard Tenku's words.

He couldn't accept that Tenku defeated the Vajra Holy Body that he was so proud of. Kong Ming became even more irritated when his opponent copied his technique and succeeded in one attempt. He changed the shape of his hand into a fist again and compressed more Qi. Then Kong Ming charged toward Tenku with terrifying speed.

Arhat Boxing!

"In that case, I shall try that technique as well." Tenku compressed Qi into his fist and punched Kong Ming.

Domination Fist!

Booooooommmmmmmmmm!

Their fists collided and turned the arena around them into a small crater.

"You!" Kong Ming gritted his teeth when he saw Tenku manage to copy his technique again. He added strength to his fists and threw consecutive punches.

Hundreds of fist images rained down on Tenku, but that didn't change the latter's face. Tenku also did the same as Kong Ming and bombarded him with punches.

Boom! boom! Boom!

The arena around them shattered every time their fists clashed. After enough fist-fighting, the two finally kept their distance from each other.

"You're great. I admit that my physique is not as strong as yours. Besides, it's my first time seeing a genius who can imitate other people's techniques in battle. You look a little scary. Even so, I will still fight hard to win this match. If you can withstand my next attack, I will admit defeat." Kong Ming sighed and looked at Tenku. He finally admits that his physique isn't as good as his opponent's, but that doesn't diminish his fighting spirit in the match.

"Thank you for your compliment. Then, come at me with all your might." Tenku responded to his words with a smile.

"If you can, copy my technique again!" Kong Ming said seriously and changed the shape of his hand from a fist to a palm. He compressed all the remaining Qi within his body and leaped into the air. Then he shot his palm toward Tenku in the arena.

Prajna Palm!