C39 A Great Battle with the Third Commander!

Sixteen individuals, each armed with a knife or spear, encircled Chu Yangxiang at the center.

Zhang Yang's face bore a taunting smile. "To think you've only been training for six months and can already withstand one of my punches. You truly are a genius."

Licking his lips, Zhang Yang exuded a bloodthirsty aura. "However, Chu Yuexing won't allow you to remain. If not for that, you'd indeed be the beacon of hope for the Chu Family's resurgence."

At these words, Chu Yangxiang felt a jolt in his heart. He had suspected as much, but the confirmation still sent shockwaves through him.

"So it was you, Chu Yuexing. I'm just a kid who's recently joined the Chu Family, and yet you've dealt with me so ruthlessly. Your son and his men ambushed me, leaving me half-dead, followed by your orders to have me killed. Now, you've even conspired with the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group to finish the job. Do we really have such an irreconcilable enmity?"

Chu Yangxiang's voice was icy as he spoke, "Save your breath. Make your move."

Zhang Yang stepped forward, the Howling Wind accompanying his movement. He lunged like a Demonic Beast, swinging his wooden shield at Chu Yangxiang with lethal force.

"Kid, prepare to die!"

Chu Yangxiang's gaze was frosty. His body, adorned with a shimmering green Tortoise Shell Pattern, radiated power. Profound Power surged through his fifty-two meridians as he stood, a veritable God of War, unleashing the South Bear Fist against Zhang Yang.

They traded blow for blow in a flurry of punches.

After a fierce exchange, both men staggered back seven or eight steps.

The Black Panther Profound Warrior Group watched in awe. Chu Yangxiang, with only six months of training and at the tender age of thirteen, was holding his own against the Third Commander!

"Could it be the green Tortoise Shell Pattern on the kid that's making the difference?"

"Possibly. The cultivation technique he's practicing must be of a superior level."

"Indeed. Taking on a stronger opponent is the hallmark of a prodigy. Such challenges are exceedingly rare and a testament to extraordinary talent."

The green tortoise shell pattern that enveloped Chu Yangxiang's entire body was a mystery. What kind of cultivation and martial skills did it signify? He harbored a secret unknown to all.

"Captain, do your best to take him alive for interrogation about his cultivation and martial skills."

Chu Yangxiang backed away as the three Profound Warriors behind him swung their swords and knives, aiming for him.

The gleam of blades and the shadow of swords shrouded Chu Yangxiang.

Zhang Yang bellowed, "Take him alive! This kid is valuable."

Chu Yangxiang's form twisted like a long snake, eluding the attacks of the three Profound Warrior Five-stars.

A glint of his dagger, and Chu Yangxiang charged from an uncanny angle.

The trio's throats were slashed open. Dropping their weapons, they clutched their necks, unable to utter a word.

Blood streamed through the fingers of the Profound Warrior Five-stars.

Their eyes bulged in disbelief. As fellow Profound Warrior Five-stars, they had all fallen to a single move from Chu Yangxiang.

Their bodies collapsed to the ground.

Silence fell over the arena as onlookers gazed at the young man, his face set with determination and radiating a deadly aura. A wave of terror surged through their hearts.

Three Profound Warrior Five-stars had been effortlessly dispatched by Chu Yangxiang, a Profound Master Two-star. It was an eerie turn of events.

"How can this be? How is this possible?"

"My God, what kind of power does this kid possess? His speed is incredible."

"We must not let Chu Yangxiang get away. If he's this formidable now, imagine how powerful he'll become."

"Encircle him! Hurry, surround Chu Yangxiang!"

Zhang Yang's frame shook as he shifted his Path of Fist, summoning the force of the wind through the trees.

His arms flailed, seemingly chaotic, like the desolate autumn breeze and the gentle spring wind rustling through the forest, branches swaying. His palms struck with the force of mountain shadows, bearing down on Chu Yangxiang.

Chu Yangxiang sensed the relentless pressure of the branches' shadows closing in on him.

The area was densely packed, not even a breath of air could pass through.

Chu Yangxiang was utterly stunned. It was clear that every martial master possessed formidable strength, something that Profound Warriors simply couldn't match.

The thirteen Profound Warriors from the Black Panther Profound Warrior Group had a gleam in their eyes. They recognized that the Third Commander had unleashed the Wind Shaking Trees Fist. His palm wind completely engulfed Chu Yangxiang, securing a dominant position. They couldn't help but root for their commander, "Excellent, truly excellent! Commander, capture Chu Yangxiang!"

"Experience really does trump all. Chu Yangxiang won't last much longer."

"Exactly. No matter how talented, without enough cultivation time, you can't make an impact."

Muttering the Martial God Heavenly Technique under his breath, Chu Yangxiang felt the tortoise shell patterns on his body overflow with a more vibrant green, as if he were encased in an impenetrable tortoise shell.

"Heaven Smashing Bash." Chu Yangxiang's fists suddenly bristled with layers of tortoise shell, sharp as daggers and rock spikes.

Zhang Yang's palms repeatedly struck Chu Yangxiang's body.

Each of Zhang Yang's blows carried roughly 2,000 kilograms of force, enough to pulverize stone into dust.

Chu Yangxiang had no choice but to endure the onslaught. He appeared completely devoid of any capacity to fight back.

"Hahaha, Chu Yangxiang is going to lose. He's completely out of countermeasures."

"That's right, a Profound Warrior is just that, and can't hold a candle to a Profound Master."

"I wonder if the Chu Family will regret this. It looks like their prodigy is about to fall."

Chu Yangxiang launched a punch. After withstanding more than a dozen blows, he finally retaliated with a punch of his own.

A sound like tearing silk filled the air as his fist rocketed towards Zhang Yang's chest at an incredible speed. Zhang Yang raised his left hand to deflect it, but Chu Yangxiang's punch landed squarely on his palm. Zhang Yang staggered backward, looking at his left palm to find over ten bloody holes gushing blood.

The exposed bones within the wounds were cracked and splintered.

Zhang Yang's left arm shook uncontrollably.

His chest felt as if it had been struck by a massive force, and he coughed up a spray of blood.

Blood trickled from the corner of Chu Yangxiang's mouth in thin streams.

The Profound Warriors were in shock. "How is this possible? How could our captain be injured?"

"Exactly, this kid is too bizarre."

With bloodshot eyes, Zhang Yang pointed at Chu Yangxiang and bellowed, "Brothers, go! We must kill Chu Yangxiang at all costs!"

Zhang Yang was genuinely frightened. His dozen palm strikes had barely affected Chu Yangxiang, whose defense surpassed even that of the Profound Master Outer Robe.

Chu Yangxiang's punch connected with Zhang Yang's left hand and chest, shattering the bones in his hand and causing internal injuries.

This young man indeed had the capability to eliminate Lian Ji and the rest. Given a bit more time, Chu Yangxiang could undoubtedly annihilate the Profound Warrior Group.

Thirteen Profound Warriors prepared to rush him, their swords and blades poised to strike Chu Yangxiang down.

The Swallow Sky Halberd materialized in Chu Yangxiang's grasp, his spirit unyielding.

Just then, a stream of golden light appeared, and a small Gold Tortoise hovered before Chu Yangxiang. With a flick of its tongue and a nonchalant air, it said, "Master, let me handle these trivial foes."

Chu Yangxiang was aware of Little Tortoise's mystical nature but hadn't anticipated its combat abilities. He inquired, "How will you deal with them?"

The Little Tortoise blinked playfully. "Just watch how I do it."

"Gold-sword Chop."

From the Little Gold Tortoise's head and limbs, five beams of golden light shot toward the five Profound Warriors, piercing their hearts. They collapsed, screaming in agony as blood gushed from their chests, meeting their untimely demise.

"Gold-sword Chop."

Another five golden sword energies were unleashed, and five more Profound Warriors fell to the Little Tortoise's might.

The last one faced the Swallow Sky Halberd in Chu Yangxiang's hands. The Crazy Dragon Out Of Water technique surged toward him.

The Profound Warrior tried to defend with his sword but was overpowered and sent flying by Chu Yangxiang's immense strength of two thousand kilograms, far outmatching his own seven hundred. How could he possibly withstand such a ferocious blow from Chu Yangxiang?

Chu Yangxiang had slain the Profound Warrior.

The remaining two Profound Warriors had been dispatched by the Little Gold Tortoise.

Zhang Yang was petrified with fear.

Within mere moments, the twenty men he had brought were completely annihilated. What on earth was this Little Gold Tortoise accompanying Chu Yangxiang? How could it possess such formidable power?

He released a pigeon into the sky to send a message to Black Panther.

The voice of the Little Gold Tortoise resonated in Chu Yangxiang's mind, "Get down here. Not a single Demonic Beast on Hyphosis Mountain dares to disobey. It can surely handle a pigeon."

The pigeon obediently settled on the tent, no longer attempting to fly away.

Chu Yangxiang was profoundly shaken. What exactly was this Little Tortoise? Its abilities were nothing short of miraculous.

Zhang Yang, witnessing the pigeon's compliance, was even more astounded. The day's events were cloaked in mystery. What was the secret behind Chu Yangxiang? Why did everything seem to transform in his presence?

"Kid, I'm ready to battle you to the end."