Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Zhu Tianshou Stands Up Again
Feng Tianzong, having decided to kill, walked towards Zhu Chengyou without hesitation.
The overwhelming aura of a Unique Tier power was so strong that even a Grandmaster Level expert like Zhu Chengyou felt a tremendous oppression, shaking to his core.
But as the strongest fighter of the Zhu Family at the moment, Zhu Chengyou felt a grave responsibility on his shoulders.
If he surrendered without a fight, the Zhu Family would be completely finished.
Of course, he knew he couldn’t stop Feng Tianzong, and that resisting was futile, but the Zhu Family’s spirit couldn’t be lost.
"Come on, Feng Tianzong, let me see just how strong you are," Zhu Chengyou roared with a spirit soaring, eyes locked on Feng Tianzong, his fighting intent surging like a storm.
A hint of disdain flickered in Feng Tianzong’s eyes, "You’re not even worth seeing my full strength. To suppress you, why would I need to exert all my effort?"
As his words fell, he bore down with his imposing presence and suddenly quickened his pace towards Zhu Chengyou.
The furious aura undulated through the void, an invisible force pushing the surrounding air, causing a fierce wind to rise within the area.
Zhu Chengyou’s heart sank as he felt an immense threat.
"If you can withstand three moves, I’ll turn around and leave," said Feng Tianzong indifferently.
"Come on!" Zhu Chengyou’s eyes shot out a sharp light as he called out loudly.
Feng Tianzong raised his hand and delivered a palm strike.
This palm seemed light and gentle, and both the speed and the power appeared weak, but as Feng Tianzong struck out, Zhu Chengyou suddenly felt an endless surge of Palm Force within the void around him, leaving him with no place to evade, forced to take the hit head-on.
"Bang!"
As fist met palm, Zhu Chengyou’s face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, getting thrown backward by the impact.
However, Feng Tianzong stood proud and unmoving, hands behind his back.
"So strong. Zhu Chengyou is an Energy Transformation Grandmaster, yet he was defeated in one move!"
"Indeed, as a Unique Tier existence, no one apart from National Guardian Level fighters stands a chance against Feng Tianzong."
"Right, with Unique Tier’s incredible power, even those in the Innate Realm would struggle to cut them down without some effort."
"The Zhu Family’s Zhu Chengyou and Zhu Chengpeng are quite powerful too, but in the end, they lack peak combat power and can’t fight against the Feng Family anymore."
The surrounding onlookers murmured among themselves.
For today’s events, the Jiangbei Martial World Alliance had, in fact, anticipated them; now that it was actually unfolding before their eyes, while they outwardly supported the Feng Family, they couldn’t help feeling sympathy and resignation for the Zhu Family.
Barely able to withstand even one of Feng Tianzong’s blows, Zhu Chengyou was inwardly horrified, as shocked by the gap between their strengths as he forcibly suppressed the churning energy and blood within his body, looking at the opponent with a heavy gaze.
Feng Tianzong nodded, smiling, "I only used seventy percent of my strength in that strike. The fact that you survived it and didn’t die is worthy of Zhu Tianshou’s son."
Zhu Chengyou snorted, saying nothing.
Feng Tianzong now displayed his magnanimity, "Now if you bow your head to me, admit your wrongdoing, and hand over the culprit who injured my grandson, I will still spare your Zhu Family."
He understood Zhu Chengyou’s temperament and knew that the Zhu Family was stubborn and would not yield easily, so he deliberately offered this generous option, even though he had no intention of sparing any of the Zhu Family members.
If you don’t eradicate the roots when cutting weeds, troubles will follow endlessly.
Some things are better left undone, but once you do them, you must be thorough.
Sure enough, Zhu Chengyou responded with indignation, "If you want the Zhu Family to bow their heads, you’ll have to cut off our heads. Feng Tianzong, don’t pretend to be righteous here. Don’t I know you? With all the commotion you’ve stirred up today, you won’t rest until you’ve wiped out all the martial artists of the Zhu Family."
Feng Tianzong snorted coldly, "I gave you a chance. Since you stubbornly refuse to be sensible and insist on opposing my Feng Family, then I can only send you on your way."
Originally planning three moves, he now decided he would kill Zhu Chengyou on the second to shock the representatives of the various powers within the Jiangbei Martial World present.
To make them understand that from now on in Jiangbei, he, Feng Tianzong, was the one in control.
Gathering energy in his palm, Feng Tianzong took large strides towards Zhu Chengyou: "Try and take another palm from me."
Although Zhu Chengyou faced Feng Tianzong with pride, his heart was filled with despair.
The gap was too great. He saw Feng Tianzong’s intent to kill and knew that he might not be able to withstand his second move.
Feng Tianzong strode forward, instantly closing the distance between them, and slowly raised his hand to strike Zhu Chengyou.
It seemed as if the breath of heaven and earth were being drawn in. Zhu Chengyou felt his entire body under the pressure of an immense palm force, with nowhere to hide.
"Hahaha, Feng Tianzong, you really are as timid as a mouse," laughed a voice robustly. "I have been paralyzed for seventeen years, and all this time, you didn’t dare to replace my Zhu family. Now that one of my feet has stepped into the Ghost Gate, you come to my Zhu family to show off your power. How do you manage to be so unlucky?"
Just then, a deep and resonant voice drifted out from within the Zhu family’s inner courtyard.
All those present were startled and showed expressions of disbelief and uncertainty.
Feng Tianzong’s face changed as he abruptly looked towards the Zhu family’s inner house and stopped his action.
Zhu Chengyou, however, was overjoyed and turned back to look in the direction of the inner courtyard, exclaiming in shock, "Father, you... are you better now?"
The voice they had just heard was full of energy, clearly carried by the power of vigorous True Yuan.
Zhu Chengyou had taken care of his father for years and, although he knew his father’s spirit was growing stronger, his body had been stiff as deadwood, his martial meridians blocked, his breath unsmooth. He had long been a useless person.
Yet, now his father’s voice was clearly empowered by vigorous True Yuan—how could it not shock him?
Could Yang Fei really have cured his father?
For a moment, the hearts of the Zhu family members were like stormy seas.
It was as if the voice belonged to the old master, and with such a strong presence, how could it be that of a bedridden, weak-breathed patient?
"What’s going on? That sounded like Master Zhu Tianshou’s voice!"
"That’s right, I visited him just last year; it’s definitely his voice."
"With such vigor, how can he sound like a paralyzed useless person? What exactly is happening?"
"Yes, how can this be? Could he really be cured?"
"Wasn’t it said that the Zhu family invited a doctor to treat him? The Feng family made trouble because that doctor had injured Feng Yufei. Could it be that the doctor really has such remarkable skills to cure someone paralyzed for seventeen years?"
Suddenly, the crowd erupted with exclamations of amazement.
Amongst those present, the most shocked was Feng Tianzong.
He had never even considered the possibility that Zhu Tianshou could be cured by someone.
But he was certain that the voice was Zhu Tianshou’s, and not only did it have the energy of past years, it was even more resonant than before.
Could he have heard wrong?
His face went through several changes of expression before he spoke loudly, "Zhu Tianshou, are you playing tricks on us?"
"Hahahahaha, I, Zhu Tianshou, have lived an upright and open life, why would I ever stoop to such trickery?"
The ringing voice came once again.
As the voice ceased, several figures strode out from the Zhu family’s main gate.
Seeing these figures, the Zhu family members quivered, some with tears brimming in their eyes, they knelt in reverence and exclaimed, "Old Master, you... you can stand up now?"
"The Old Master is better!"
"This is great, our Zhu family is saved."
"Heaven finally opens its eyes."
In no time, a group was kneeling at the Zhu family’s gate, many descendants and disciples of the Zhu family weeping continuously.
They might have pride and the determination to live or die with their clan, but who truly wishes for death?
Now that the old ancestor had risen again, with his prestige, he would surely safeguard the Zhu family’s legacy.