Chu Yang's pupils suddenly turned red, the tomoe spinning. In a flash, he appeared before Jue Wushen.
"You're courting death!"
Jue Wushen raised his Killing Fist, intending to smash this arrogant brat.
Boom!!!
His Killing Fist landed on Chu Yang's chest like a muffled drum. Jue Wushen's pupils shrank—his entire arm throbbed with pain.
"My turn."
Chu Yang threw a punch straight at Jue Wushen's face.
Jue Wushen crossed his arms to block, but a terrifying force erupted, making his golden aura surge violently.
Jue Wushen was horrified, barely stopping himself from screaming.
Just one punch nearly shattered his Indestructible Golden Body.
"I've learned it."
With that punch, Chu Yang's Sharingan had already memorized the flow of Indestructible Golden Body's internal energy.
"What?!"
Jue Wushen was stunned.
"I mean—you can go die now!"
Chu Yang suddenly swung his right fist, unleashing the power of Eleven Layers of Dragon Elephant Prajna. A force strong enough to split mountains and shatter stones struck Jue Wushen.
Boom!!!
The mighty Jue Wushen, who had ruled the East with his Indestructible Golden Body, was reduced to a pile of flesh and blood before everyone's eyes!
Jue Xin: "???"
Jue Tian: "???"
Jian Chen: "???"
Wuming: "…"
Holy crap!
My dad is gone!
Jue Xin and Jue Tian stared blankly at the mess on the ground, feeling like they were dreaming.
Even Wuming was startled. He never expected Jue Wushen to be killed in just two punches from Chu Yang.
After all, Indestructible Golden Body had endured hundreds of sword slashes.
Chu Yang's physical strength had once again redefined Wuming's understanding.
"Master, I will never offend Senior Ayang again…"
Jian Chen's legs trembled, his lower body a little damp.
Even when Jue Wushen had tortured him, he hadn't been this terrified.
A living person had just been reduced to a bloody pulp?
What happened to Indestructible Golden Body?
You withstood so many sword slashes—why couldn't you handle a pair of fists?!
"Sorry, I've been a bit hot-tempered lately."
Chu Yang flashed a friendly smile at the remaining Wushen Absolute Palace members.
"Aaahhh! Don't kill me!"
"Help! Please, spare me!"
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving right now!"
In a chorus of wailing, the remaining members fled in terror.
Are you kidding?!
Even the invincible Jue Wushen was dead—why would they stay?
For a paycheck of a few hundred bucks a month?!
Jue Tian, still young, stared blankly, unable to process what had happened.
Meanwhile, Jue Xin, swallowing his grief, prepared to retreat with the others.
"Take your father's remains with you. Don't pollute the environment."
Chu Yang kindly reminded them.
Jue Xin's legs trembled. Not daring to run, he suppressed his pain and resentment, gathering his father's remains.
It was a big mess. No idea how long it would take to clean.
Watching his brother scrape up their father's remains like wiping a table, Jue Tian vomited uncontrollably.
Jian Chen turned away—he was about to puke too.
Wuming cut Jian Chen's ropes loose.
"Thank you, Master, I—urgh…"
Jian Chen couldn't hold it in anymore and joined Jue Tian in retching.
"You youngsters lack training!"
Chu Yang shook his head, only to notice Wuming's face turning pale, his lips twitching.
"Now that Jue Wushen is dead, Wushen Absolute Palace should disappear just like Tianxia Society. There's no need to worry about it anymore," Chu Yang said to Wuming.
"The Eastern Ocean has coveted our Central Plains martial world for a long time. This time it was Jue Wushen, but next time, who knows who it will be?"
Wuming sighed. He had originally intended to stay out of worldly affairs, yet when the time came, he found he couldn't truly stand idly by.
"Senior, are you planning to come out of seclusion?"
Chu Yang was quite surprised. Wuming's change of heart was so sudden that even he was caught off guard.
Could it be that I influenced him?
"It can't exactly be called coming out of seclusion. I just want to use Zhonghua Pavilion as a base, secretly gathering strength to prepare for the future chaos and any unforeseen dangers."
Wuming answered in this manner.
"This means you're going head-to-head with Di Shitian."
Chu Yang's lips curled into a playful smirk. Things were suddenly becoming interesting.
Huh?
Di Shitian's plan seems quite similar to mine…
Am I becoming more and more like a villain?
Chu Yang quickly dismissed the absurd thought from his mind.
"Ayang, if you have nowhere to go, why not stay at Zhonghua Pavilion?"
Wuming's first recruitment target turned out to be Chu Yang.
What does this mean?
A Fengyun version of the Avengers?
Chu Yang nodded. "I have nowhere to go anyway. I might as well stay here and mooch off your food."
Wuming let out a relieved smile. "There will be plenty of food and an endless supply of wine."
Hearing their conversation, Jian Chen's face immediately turned ashen. He really didn't want to deal with Chu Yang anymore.
He had already suffered some serious psychological trauma.
"Brother Jian Chen, your expression seems to suggest that you're not very happy to see me?"
Chu Yang suddenly leaned in close, smiling mischievously at him.
"Senior Ayang, how could that be? Jian Chen deeply respects you! I would welcome you with open arms."
Jian Chen's face was full of sincerity.
…
One Punch Man World
The great prophet Shibabawa, who could predict disasters with 100% accuracy, had passed away!
Before her death, she left behind a note with just three words: "Earth is doomed."
Because of this, the Hero Association headquarters called for an emergency meeting, requiring all S-Class heroes to attend.
At Bang's dojo, Saitama and Genos were also temporarily drafted in.
Genos was fine—he was already an S-Class hero. However, Saitama, having failed to get credit for defeating the Deep Sea King, was still a C-Class hero.
Among a group of S-Class heroes, a lone C-Class hero stood out like a sore thumb.
The atmosphere was heavy, and everyone was eyeing Saitama with disdain.
Until…
Another C-Class hero, Sonic, arrived.
Suddenly, Saitama didn't feel so out of place. He even waved at Sonic in a friendly manner.
Sonic ignored him and respectfully stepped aside.
Chu Yang slowly walked into the conference room.
The tense atmosphere became even more oppressive!
Especially for Tatsumaki. The moment she saw Chu Yang, her heart skipped a beat before she quickly feigned indifference.
The other S-Class heroes were well aware of the outcome of her fight with Chu Yang.
Most of them had an amused expression, eager to watch the drama unfold.
Atomic Samurai, on the other hand, looked particularly displeased. His three disciples had suffered greatly at Sonic's hands.
Wasn't this indirectly saying that Chu Yang was a better teacher than him?
Flashy Flash's gaze lingered on Sonic, his expression complicated. Through the Deep Sea King incident, he had learned that Sonic had also joined the Hero Association.
As for Chu Yang, the association remained extremely cautious. If not for the fact that this crisis threatened the entire planet, they wouldn't have contacted him at all.
After all, things between them had been far from pleasant in the past.
Chu Yang casually sat down next to Saitama.
Saitama quietly scooted a little farther away.
Chu Yang chuckled and teased, "Are you afraid of me?"
Saitama shook his head. "I just don't want to have nightmares."
Chu Yang continued, "Aren't you interested in ninjutsu? Come to the House of Evolution sometime, and I can teach you!"
Saitama's eyes immediately lit up with excitement. "You're serious?"
Chu Yang nodded. "Of course!"
Having Saitama visit the House of Evolution regularly would be a good thing—it meant he wouldn't have to worry about running out of bloodline factors.
The two of them chatted enthusiastically, completely ignoring the purpose of the meeting.
The board members presiding over the meeting coughed repeatedly, but they couldn't interrupt Chu Yang and Saitama's conversation. They could only sigh helplessly and proceed with the meeting.
The core content was brief—just a few sentences. Some of the S-Class heroes took it very seriously, while others dismissed it as unimportant.
This clash of attitudes led to a heated argument among them.
"It's just a crisis that might happen in six months. Is there really a need to call everyone together right now…"
Before Child Emperor could finish his sentence, the entire building suddenly shook violently.
Outside the windows, a group of winged monsters, led by one calling himself Sky King, was attacking the Hero Association headquarters.
The heroes were about to strike back.
Suddenly, Sky King was sliced in half, his corpse plummeting from the sky.
Everyone looked up—
A massive interstellar battleship had appeared over City A!
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