Chapter 351: Two Beast Fists

Roar!

A dragon roar reverberated and Zhuo Fan's face turned more and more savage as his left arm released a golden glow and a dragon image flowed along it.

Constant snapping sounds were heard and his skin actually transformed into dragon scales.

Lastly, his entire hand turned into a dragon claw. A mere twitch of his fingers was enough to tell you how sharp they were as they whistled through the air.

"Earth Dragon Claw!"

Zhuo Fan said. He turned his vicious eyes at the four scared cats and said, "Over the last month, I've trained to integrate with the Dragon Vein Soul. So transforming goes without saying, ha-ha-ha..."

Then he swung his claw at the ground.

Boom!

A yellow glow flashed and a glowing arc split the ground on the spot. It passed through everything, snapping things in two. Not even the mountains were spared.

It went strong for the better part of a mile, before the yellow wave attack vanished.

Everyone watched on in shock.

Zhuo Fan cultivated for just one month and he came out not only layers above, but even his body was monstrous now.

Even the renowned body cultivators in the Radiant Stage would be reduced to pieces under that claw.

They all watched Zhuo Fan with dread. Now even if he didn't use the Bloodworms, he could still put them in their place, not that they dared mess with him to begin with.

Zhuo Fan's body strength far exceeded theirs...

"Abominable four, which one of you little shits would like to go first?"

Zhuo Fan waved the dragon claw around, like a Demon Archon about to hand over the sentence to some imps.

The Four Scheming Demons were scared to death, choking on their own words.

[Holy hell! Is this a joke? What's going to be left of me after that punch?]

They were truly regretting it now, knowing Zhuo Fan's capacity for abnormality. Each time Steward Zhuo went into seclusion was like being born anew, coming up with new and outrageous ways to be overpowered.

Case in point, Zhuo Fan's current seclusion shot him way beyond all those present. They were totally unprepared, but now they had to roll with it.

They should've seen this coming and should've dropped on their knees to beg for mercy instead. But how were they supposed to do that now?

The four sighed, their smiles laid thick with a heavy sense of begrudging and self-deprecation.

But soon, Sly Demon's eyes probed, "Steward Zhuo, your Earth Dragon Claw is marvelous! I wonder though, can you do that with both hands?"

"Only the left."

Zhuo Fan could see his thinking from a mile away, yet he didn't hide it.

Sly Demon lit up and he gathered his pals around for a little bro talk, then they came out laughing.

Violent Demon puffed up his chest and stuck his chin out, "Steward Zhuo, didn't you say we can choose which hand? You're a man of your word, right?"

"But of course, though it won't change anything." Zhuo Fan smiled, "So I decided to use the left in dishing out your punishment."

"No, we've changed our minds. We want the right one." Violent Demon pointed at his brand new hand with a cackle.

Sending a condescending gaze his way, Zhuo Fan looked at his own right hand and shook his head, "This... won't end well..."

"And why not? Come on, Steward Zhuo, you are a clan's steward, your words are worth gold. You can't go saying something on one hand and do another on the other. Or no one would trust you."

Violent Demon urged on seeing him hesitate.

Zhuo Fan raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Oh, reverse psychology. Not bad at all. Alright, we'll do it your way. Here comes my right."

The four rejoiced, with Wimp Demon even giving a thumbs up and sucking up to his bro, "That's our bro, insightful and glib! He has just received that arm and hasn't practiced using it yet. It must be the weakest. It will snap like a twig the instant it touches us. Good going bro!"

"Dang right, or I ain't your eldest bro!" Violent Demon stuck out his chin.

Sly Demon was annoyed and backhanded Wimp Demon, "Cut the bull, that was my idea. Who's ass are you kissing? By all rights you should be kissing mine!"

Wimp Demon looked aggrieved with that red face.

Violent Demon was growing irate and backhanded Sly Demon too, "You're the bullshitting one! I'm the eldest bro. Without my wise leadership you'd never come up with this plan. All credit goes to me!"

"You're the one bullshitting. I said it first. It was my idea. Why should you take credit?"

Sly Demon was pissed off and started throwing punches at Violent Demon. The other two demons were cheering, but it wasn't long before they joined in for a much needed bonding.

And so, four little demons played their little act per usual - same old same old.

The elders having front row seats of the spectacle had brooding moods. [These little shits are a lost cause. They've already forgotten why Steward Zhuo was angry, why he was punishing them.]

They were going at it right in front of him, like everything was right as rain, no harm done.

Glancing over at Zhuo Fan, everyone could see the throbbing vein on his forehead.

"You four, are you ready for my fist?" Zhuo Fan's patience was running dangerously low.

The Four Scheming Demons weren't stopping on his account, yet they had the time to speak in unison, "Don't mind us, do your thing. Knock yourself out and have your fill of punching!"

Despise, condescension and contempt, these four demons weren't buying Zhuo Fan's bravado, thinking his right arm wasn't up to snuff.

Zhuo Fan smiled in anger and moved his hand around, "Ha-ha-ha, you sure are experts to want so many punches. That's fine, let's give you a little taste first, shall we?"

Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed with bloodthirst and he punched, "Tangible Projection, Sky Piercing Qilin Arm!"

Boom!

Like a flood, Zhuo Fan's right arm shined red and swelled. His thick arm became like a giant steel wall barreling straight for the demons.

That terrifying might stole the breath of even these 6th layer of Radiant Stage experts. Ducking their heads instinctively.

Whoosh!

The red glow shot over the demons into the sky.

Boom!

Like an artillery blast, the Qilin sacred arm rumbled the space wherever it passed and pulverized everything else.

With the space in front of the fist taking the brunt of the hit, warping constantly and making a three hundred feet tall cliff crumble into nothing.

Once silence sat in, all that was left in the eyes of the onlookers was desolation and not much else.

The shock was so great that they were in denial.

Everyone knew Zhuo Fan would have an outrageous power boost, but who'd have seen that one coming? Not them. That thing could crush the world. The Four Scheming Demons were shivering on the spot, their faces void of blood.

It was a deja vu moment for them. Gu Santong had done the same thing. One invincible punch to crush everything.

Gulping, the Four Scheming Demons found it hard to look at the red pillar in the sky. They knew they had messed up and were on the verge of crying.

[You call that a hand? That's a pylon! The slightest touch will turn us into meat patties! I'd take the dragon claw anytime, thank you very much! ]

They blindly took Zhuo Fan's new arm for a newborn's, when in fact it was a weapon of mass destruction.

[Moreover, are those the arms of a human?]

Gasping, Zhuo Fan withdrew the Qilin leg back to being his arm and nodded pleasingly.

Transformation was a secret art of changing shape. That meant turning his left arm into The Earth Dragon Claw, of a sacred beast taking human form .

While Tangible Projection meant transformation of returning to its original form.

His Qilin arm looked like an arm and was tough beyond imagination, but only through this Tangible Projection of turning the Qilin arm back to the Qilin leg, could he unleash the Sky-piercing Qilin power.

Yet this wasn't all the Qilin leg could do, limited as it was by his low cultivation. Had he put too much power into the blow, he'd be going down with it.

But even when limited, for the whole of Tianyu, it was more than enough.

With the Earth Dragon Claw on his left and the Qilin arm on his right, no enemy could contest him in Tianyu.

Zhuo Fan grinned, awfully full of himself.

Now that he took notice of the others, their minds had taken a vacation it seemed, betrayed by their dumb looks. While the four demons were shaking like leaves.

With a demonic smile, Zhuo Fan swished his right hand, "You four said to keep 'em coming right? Want another one?"

"No no no, Steward Zhuo, you're too awesome! We don't dare to play in front of you. How about you use the Blood Infant to punish us. That punch of yours will splatter us! You wouldn't want the Luo clan's last five years of investment to be for nothing, would you?" The four demons' heads were pounding and snot was coming out of their noses.

Zhuo Fan smiled, "Ha-ha-ha, you four just keep begging for mercy. Fine, I'll let it slide just this once, but you better get this straight. If I find you slacking on the job again, there won't be a next time. I'll flatten your heads on the spot! "

"Steward Zhuo, worry not, it won't happen again... " The four demons shook their heads and vowed.

Only then did Zhuo Fan nodded and looked in the distance, "Good. It's time we go to the Imperial capital and regroup with the others."

"Yes!"

Everyone cupped their hands as they accepted the order. Even the playful and sly demons turned respectful on the spot...