Tempest of the Stellar War

Chapter 1105: Don’t Force Me!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Regardless of how Yan Xiaosu’s battle was proceeding, Wang Zheng’s own battle was bloody.

Wang Zheng’s attack was about to connect, when Mars blocked it and instantly grabbed Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng immediately shrugged it off. In mid air, just as he was about to peel away, Mars unleashed a terrifying springing kick!

Fatal Scorpion Sting!

Ping...

Wang Zheng was sent tumbling, limbs askew. Mars, balancing on one leg, looked extremely menacing.

From mid air, Wang Zheng rolled and landed. Boom...

This was a real hit. His back was turned, and his target clear. He was already down, and one serious blow would see him gravely injured, if not dead.

This was the killer move of the Heavenly Overlord Attack. This was different from mecha. Human bodies had too many weak points, and they couldn’t all be defended, no matter how much one trained.

Zhang Zhun had seen it as well. He was speechless, as though his own backbone had been smashed.

It was over?

But Wang Zheng suddenly stood up from the ground and stretched. His bones cracked, and he smiled. “That was some kick!”

Mars’ pupils contracted. He knew the power of that kick. Although he had felt the resistance from Wang Zheng’s back, normal people could not train the backbone. Had he mis-kicked?

Impossible. Although Wang Zheng’s body was strong, he did not have the muscle to do it. More accurately, his muscles were not sufficiently developed to do such refined defenses. For example, Wang Zheng’s attack just now had been repelled by thick muscles.

The way Mars saw it, this could be called controlling type muscle.

But there was no time to dwell on this. Wang Zheng had already come flying at the speed of wind, a leg raised.

Mars frowned. Was he asking to die!?

It looked ferocious, but he had begun the kick too early. As Wang Zheng approached, a high whip flew towards Wang Zheng’s crotch.

This was a classic combo breaker. It was not aiming to render him impotent, but it could have such an effect.

But Wang Zheng sucked in drastically, and made a mind boggling flip in midair to dodge Mars’ attack. He gripped Mars’ skull, forcing Mars to control his head. He was too late to catch Wang Zheng’s hand, and a huge wave of vortex energy sped through. Mars had dodged the attack on his head like lightning, but his body was thrown. Wang Zheng had used his momentum to spin, landing back facing Mars. He lashed out like a rabbit shrugging free of a hawk.

Boom...

Mars was sent flying. In terms of agility, Mars was slightly behind Wang Zheng. He twisted in midair and landed on one leg, creating a crater where he stood.

Wang Zheng landed, but did not pursue. Hehe. It has to be said that Mars used his musculature well. He knew he could not dodge it, and his muscles had reacted rapidly to block the kick and protect him from harm.

Mars had a towering stature. Roughly, his chest thickness was two and a half times that of Wang Zheng’s – a completely different strength class.

Normally, such muscle density would affect one’s agility. A fighter did not need such a sculpted body, but Mars’ muscles were definitely not for show.

Every inch of muscle was filled with power and agility. It changed quickly, and allowed the Heavenly Overlord Arts to be channelled through every corner of his body.

Mars shed his tattered clothes. This guy was scary. Every inch of his body looked like a living creature. It was a terrifying scene. Zhang Zhun was close by. From what he could see, Wang Zheng’s attack had been completely blocked. It looked bleak, but he was not injured. It was Wang Zheng after all. How had he done it?

Wang Zheng’s muscles were not such an excellent “meat shield”. Could he have put iron into his backbone?

Mars took a deep breath, and his body trembled. With a pop, the excess energy on his body dissipated.

Such shedding abilities were already at the level of a human weapon.

Mars’ Ability X was terrifying, but compared to his physical skills, it was nothing. He had completely shaped himself into an invincible weapon.

Wang Zheng was quite excited. Such an opponent was rare. A completely different class. Often, overwhelming power was paired with poor agility, and excellent technique lacked muscle power. Mars had actually achieved the best of both. He did not know how he had done it, but Wang Zheng knew that he could not train his muscles to that level. He did not have the ability. This was the difference in their nature.

“Wang Zheng, those attacks will not cause me any damage. Stop holding back!” Mars said. He had chosen such a non-ideal situation to act because he knew that too many were looking to finish off Wang Zheng. A quiet week had not meant that they had given up, or were scared off by Wang Zheng. Rather, they were completing the basic requirements of the competition, and securing tags. What came next was to finish off Wang Zheng with all their might. And why give them the chance when he could take it himself?

Wang Zheng did not want to fight Mars under such circumstances. It was a waste. An exchange and a battle looked close, but were completely different notions. It was best to exchange with Mars, but Wang Zheng was faced with a life and death battle. He might not die, but a loss would see everything between Wang Zheng and Aina disappear in smoke. A loser had no grounds to spout nonsense in front of Kashawen. If she was in a good mood, she could entertain him, but if she was not, then she had ample reason to deal with Wang Zheng in other ways.

To Wang Zheng, that was actually a life and death battle.

Just as Mars had said, he had wanted to conserve energy, but that was too difficult against Mars.

Mars knew that Wang Zheng was conflicted. Even given that Wang Zheng could beat him, he would have to reveal his trump card. And once done, the next opponent that Wang Zheng faced would be even harder. And he might be injured.

But this was not part of Mars’ concerns. He simply wanted to know what level Wang Zheng’s physical condition was at. And if he could help him break through!

Seeing Mars’ body charge with power, and his impregnable stance, Wang Zheng shrugged exasperatedly. “You’re forcing me!”

Instantly, Wang Zheng’s aura spread out. The onlookers were increasing. Wang Zheng had to make a move, although he thought it was a waste!

Wang Zheng’s aura barrelled down on Mars like a tornado. Mars not only did not shrink away, but was filled with the need for battle. This was more like it. Suppress him? Impossible!

The Heavenly Overlord Attack was indomitable everywhere!

Kill!

Kill!

Both shouted at the same time, charging towards the middle. Mars’ intention was to tell Wang Zheng to use his ultimate move, and pit it against him. But in truth, Wang Zheng did not want to.

But both had their own reasons.

Wang Zheng did not want to use his full strength not just because of the next battles, but because to gain new enlightenment with Mars, purely killing moves would not do.

The reason?

As both neared, Wang Zheng’s shoulder dipped slightly. Mars’ eyes were watching, rapt. He knew that Wang Zheng’s best physical move was an elbow technique to the face. A vicious attack that expended all his strength. Mars had no intention of defending. He would see if this attack of Wang Zheng lived up to its name!

Boom...

The energy exploded, and Mars was open-mouthed...

How did this happen?

In front of the screen, three excited generals who had been anticipating a bloody battle were shocked as well. That was impossible.