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Chapter 418: 263: Feng Zheng and the Defeat of Devouring Gate_2

With each convulsion.

The muscles on Zhong Shan’s body expanded once again.

Making him look both horrifying and terrifying.

This was the cultivation technique of the Devouring Gate.

Utilizing the strength of the soul, the body could be transformed into a container far larger than an ordinary physical body.

The food within the container could be mutually converted and stored.

As the cultivation deepens, the conversion rate could become higher and higher.

The body acting as the container had a capacity that verged on limitless expansion.

As a member of the Martial Arts Association.

Even if Food Mountain was still not as good as Sun Yihe or Xiang Li,

He was not someone a regular elder from the Power Sect could easily deal with.

Therefore,

If Food Mountain made a move, it would be a killing move.

Usually, all the fats accumulated around his body,

At this moment, were all transformed into muscles, enhancing Food Mountain’s strength.

Boom!!!

The air was blown up in mid-air.

The arm, thickly accumulated with muscles, swept towards Feng Zheng’s face like a hammer.

The fist had not yet arrived.

The forceful wind came first.

Like a blade, sparks were emitted on Feng Zheng’s hard skin.

“You want to compete in strength with me?”

“Looking for death!”

There was a chilling cold light in Feng Zheng’s eyes.

A step was not taken back.

He didn’t even plan to initiate his Breathing State.

The temperature around him rapidly rose.

Nuclear Fist!

Boom!!!

In front of Zhong Shan’s huge body.

Feng Zheng’s arm, emitting a bright red light, was as small as a toothpick.

No matter who it was.

Everyone did not think that Feng Zheng would gain the upper hand in this confrontation.

Unexpectedly,

At the moment when the fists collided.

On Food Mountain’s equally muscular face, a hint of surprise flashed instantly.

The next second.

Boundless waves of Qi spread across the mountain top.

The huge body, like an arrow off the string, shot out in an instant.

It was indeed Food Mountain.

Boom Boom Boom!!!

The grotesque muscles on his body continuously writhed, transforming into fats to reduce the impact.

Amidst the crisp noises,

The bones in Food Mountain’s two arms continuously extended, as if they were steel bars inserted into the ground.

For a moment,

Debris was flying around.

Dust was everywhere.

Food Mountain plowed two gullies on the ground that reached hundreds of meters, even crashing through the pavilion behind him.

All the way to the edge of the mountain top.

Only then did he manage to stabilize himself.

He returned to the ground again.

Fresh blood was seen at the corner of his mouth.

This was evidence of how formidable Feng Zheng’s punch was.

A regular elder from the Power Sect, and not even Xiang Li personally took action,

Could repell him with just one punch?!

This strength was extremely unusual.

Did the so-called medicine from the Power Sect have such effects?

A trace of horror flickered deep within Food Mountain’s eyes.

Being a supporter of Li Wuji,

Food Mountain naturally knew a bit more about what Xiang Li and the Respected Elder were doing behind the scenes.

He even managed to obtain some of it through his own channels.

But the effects of those medicines, at most, only enhanced one’s physical fitness by half, and they couldn’t even last for one hour.

They could not achieve such a formidable effect.

Did the Power Sect have other means?

Or…

Thoughts were flooding his mind,

Food Mountain had many doubts.

Unfortunately,

The current situation left him with no time to figure out these things.

“Deal with the ones who are still alive, then take them down the mountain.”

Having succeeded with a single punch.

Feng Zheng looked at Food Mountain, who was sprawled all over the ground, and ordered without turning his head.

“Yes!”

The three disciples behind him instantly agreed.

The purpose of their trip was not to kill.

But to bring these people, alive, back to Kyoto.

Once they were in front of the Respected Elder.

Every one of them here would become a force in the forthcoming war against the Heavenly People.

“Gourmand Sect Master.”

“It’s time for you to pay the price for what you once said.”

Feng Zheng looked up at the front.

His gaze seemed to cut through the layers of dust to land on Food Mountain.

He remembered how the latter had once insulted the Sect Master to his face.

And how he had made things difficult for the disciples of the Power Sect.

In his eyes,

Coldness was gradually taking root.

Boom!!!

The ground suddenly collapsed.

Like a fired cannonball, his body immediately disappeared into the dust.

The next second.

The mountain violently shook.

The huge shadow broke through the dust cloud, shooting from the mountain top towards the ground.

Boom!!!

It crashed into the trees on the ground, stirring up another wave of dust.

Feng Zheng pursued relentlessly, immediately following up.

In the following time.

The rumbling sound was constantly heard in the territory of the Devouring Gate.

The ground was shaking violently, with massive amounts of rocks slipping down.

It was comparable to a small earthquake.

However, Feng Zheng’s three disciples didn’t pay much attention to this commotion.

They quickly began to sort out the still breathing disciples of Devouring Gate on the square.

And started sending them down the mountain.

There were people already waiting down the mountain.

Next, these people would be sent directly to Kyoto.

Just like that.

Three minutes later.

Two small trucks stopped at the foot of the Devouring Gate mountain.

Due to the special reminder of the Disciples of the Devouring Gate.

Without using these large modes of transport, they might not have been able to move them.

In terms of personally escorting them.

It is quite a waste of time.

“Master!”

With Food Mountain, shaped like a dried bone, in his hand, Feng Zheng appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Three disciples swiftly paid their respects.

According to the original plan.

Feng Zheng would deal with a powerful combatant like Food Mountain while they would handle the disciples of the Devouring Gate of the same level.

But coming here.

Only Food Mountain is left in the entire Devouring Gate.

They felt somewhat ashamed that they were not able to help.

“It’s alright.”

“Aftet all, he is a member of the Association Committee.”

“Even if you were to consume the medicine, your strength would not match up.”

“Leave quickly and go offer support to other areas.”

With that said,

Feng Zheng casually swung his arm.

He directly threw the half-conscious Food Mountain into the nearby truck.

The truck slowly started up.

Driven off to the far distance.

Feng Zheng took out his phone to check the progress of other teams.

As for Xiang Li’s situation.

At present, Xiang Li could crush anyone in the Martial Arts Association.

On this,

Feng Zheng had no doubt.

Squeal–

But at this moment.

The harsh sound of tire friction suddenly rang out.

The truck, which was driving smoothly, suddenly stopped.

“What’s going on?”

Feng Zheng quickly shifted his gaze.

To look in the direction of the truck.

In the dark night.

A figure,

Blocked the truck’s path.

Drip drop.

Drip drop.

The sound of water droplets hitting the ground was particularly jarring in the darkness.

Hmm?

Feng Zheng’s brows knitted together.

Something was wrong.

He quickly looked at his disciples, and with a light wave of his hand, he signaled them to leave.

He didn’t feel anyone appear at all.

The power of the arrival, he feared, was not simple.

The three disciples had no intension to overestimate their abilities.

They quickly retreated until they disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing this,

Feng Zheng finally asked aloud.

“Who are you?”

Even deep within the darkness.

He could still see the newcomer’s wide physique.

Although not comparable to Food Mountain, or even a general disciple of the Devouring Gate.

But compared to ordinary people, it is still several circles wider.

Feng Zheng was musing over it.

The next second.

Thud!

The shadow began to move.

The ground trembled slightly.

“Hungry.”

“I am so hungry.”

The figure was walking towards Food Mountain step by step.

Finally,

A meaty mountain slowly stepped out of the darkness.

At the corner of his mouth, saliva flowed like a stream, constantly dripping onto his fat body, then onto the ground.

The sound of the water droplet was presumably from this.

With a silly expression across his face,

His eyes, filled with a glint of desire.

When he looked at Feng Zheng.

It didn’t feel like he was looking at a person.

But a piece of meat.

“I am very hungry.”

“Do you have something to eat?”

Faced with this fatty’s question.

Feng Zheng didn’t answer.

He just looked at the other’s facial features.

Though quite young,

He felt a sense of strong familiarity.

As if he had seen them somewhere before.

In Feng Zheng’s mind, various figures flashed across.

Feng Zheng searched through all the people he knew, trying to match this fatty’s face to one of them.

Finally,

The image in his mind.

Paused on a hunched old man.

If he’d rejuvenated the old man’s features and put them on this fatty….

Feng Zheng’s pupils contracted.

His breathing involuntarily became a little ragged.

Even when he was faced with Food Mountain, who was a member of Association Committee, he didn’t have such a reaction.

That was because,

Food Mountain’s power was not particularly outstanding among the committee members.

But the old man in mind was different.

He could be compared to Xiang Li before his breakthrough.

He was one of the top figures among the committee members.

Sun Yihe.