Chapter 222 - Battle Against Jin Dingtian the Heavenly Master!

Zhou Yu paid no attention to Huang Li; his gaze fell on Jin Dingtian, who was seated in the main chair.

At the same time, his Divine Sense instantly enveloped Jin Dingtian.

In Zhou Yu’s perception, around Jin Dingtian, there seemed to be an invisible, massive cauldron shrouding him, emanating an extremely robust aura.

Zhou Yu felt somewhat surprised in his heart.

It wasn’t for nothing that so many people praised this Heavenly Master.

This man was indeed an expert.

This was absolutely the strongest person he had encountered since entering the city.

Huang Li, seeing that Zhou Yu had ignored him, immediately became enraged.

“Die!”

With a roar of anger, Huang Li leapt forward, throwing a punch at Zhou Yu.

At the moment of throwing his punch, a violent Gang Jin burst forth from his body.

This Huang Li was a Martial Artist of Body Refinement in the middle stages of the Innate realm.

Facing Huang Li’s punch, Zhou Yu did not move a muscle.

In the instant the fist was about to hit him,

Zhou Yu raised his hand and struck out with his palm.

Bang!

A muffled sound was heard; like a cannonball, Huang Li was sent flying backward.

In just one move, Huang Li was defeated.

This scene gave Fang Chuan and his son a huge shock.

Huang Li hadn’t expected to be defeated by this youth in just one move either.

Feeling extremely disgraced, he roared angrily and was about to charge forward again.

But then, Jin Dingtian spoke up.

“Brother, step back, you’re no match for him,” he said.

Jin Dingtian looked at Zhou Yu, his face as calm as a still lake, showing not the slightest ripple.

“Such a young age, yet you’ve cultivated both Body Refinement and Qi Refinement, and reached the Innate stage in both disciplines.”

“No wonder you are so arrogant.”

“Indeed, you have the right to be arrogant.”

“This old man is actually interested in taking you as a disciple.”

As soon as Jin Dingtian uttered these words, Huang Li and the others were all stunned.

What?

Zhou Yu was cultivating both Body Refinement and Qi Refinement?

And had reached the Innate level in both?

So monstrous?

Zhou Yu indifferently said, “Too much nonsense, just get to the point.”

A cold light flashed in Jin Dingtian’s eyes.

“However, the wrong you committed is unforgivable.”

“So, no matter how monstrous you are, today, you must die.”

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, not showing any fear.

“At your age, nearly ready for the grave, you still dare to spout such nonsense; surviving till now is truly a miracle.”

Facing Zhou Yu’s taunt, Jin Dingtian slowly stood up and took a step forward.

Buzz!

Instantly, a metallic resonance filled the air.

At the same time, around Jin Dingtian, a golden cauldron appeared, its silhouette flickering and slowly spinning.

Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes.

“This must be the Jin Ding Technique; this shell, indeed, isn’t bad.”

A cold light passed through Jin Dingtian’s eyes.

“Boy, since you know of the great name of my Jin Ding Technique, you should kneel down and accept your death.”

Zhou Yu laughed and said,

“On the contrary, I came here specifically to test how hard this legendary turtle shell really is.”

Even with Jin Dingtian’s deep composure, Zhou Yu managed to provoke him slightly.

“Take one palm from me first and see if you can still talk tough!” he said.

Jin Dingtian moved like a rainbow, instantly appearing in front of Zhou Yu and striking down with his palm.

Although Zhou Yu was joking verbally, he was not careless at all.

He instantly activated his Gang Jin, meeting the attack with a punch.

Bang!

A heavy thud was heard.

Zhou Yu’s figure was forced back three large steps.

With each step, his feet sank deeply into the ground.

Jin Dingtian let out a cold laugh.

“Not bad.”

“Not many can take a punch from me and survive.”

“Of you’re age, there’s not one.”

As he spoke, Jin Dingtian threw another punch, aiming straight for Zhou Yu’s face.

Zhou Yu crossed his fists to block.

In the air, a sound like the striking of morning bells and evening drums resounded.

Zhou Yu’s figure was forced back more than ten steps again.

Jin Dingtian cracked a smile and said:

“Let’s see how many more punches you can block.”

As he spoke, punch after punch thundered forth.

Zhou Yu appeared to have no strength to counterattack, only able to defend weakly and continuously retreat.

Seeing this scene, Fang Chuan and the others showed signs of excitement.

“Zhou Yu is completely no match for my master.”

“He’s doomed.”

Fang Jianming also laughed spitefully.

“This kid doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, daring to counterattack a Heavenly Master; he’s finished.”

As he spoke, Zhou Yu had already been sent flying out of the door by Jin Dingtian’s punch.

Jin Dingtian said with a cold smile,

“Arrogant brat, won’t you admit defeat yet?”

“How much longer do you think you can resist?”

Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Is that so?”

As his words fell, Zhou Yu took the offensive for the first time.

His entire body surged with True Qi, and he struck out with a palm.

Nether Fire True Qi transformed into several sharp arrows, blasting toward Jin Dingtian.

Jin Dingtian wore a mocking smile on his lips.

Without dodging or avoiding, he directly faced the attack.

Just as the True Qi was about to reach him, around Jin Dingtian, a golden cauldron phantom flashed.

Zhou Yu’s Nether Fire True Qi was instantly shattered, vanishing into nothingness.

“Eh, fire attribute True Qi?”

“The quality is not bad, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak.”

“Such attacks are nothing but tickles to me.”

Jin Dingtian said with a face full of mockery.

Zhou Yu’s expression hardened, his last palm strike had not used any martial skills, but it was executed with his Nether Fire True Qi, which was nearly perfected.

Although Zhou Yu hadn’t expected the palm strike to harm Jin Dingtian, the fact that it didn’t cause even a slight injury to Jin Dingtian surprised him.

This Jin Ding Technique was indeed impressive.

“Is that so?

Then try this!”

Zhou Yu scoffed coldly, launching another palm strike.

This palm, seemingly even less imposing than the last,

Jin Dingtian, still unflinching, let the palm strike land on him.

The palm felt light and powerless.

Jin Dingtian paused for a moment.

“Is that it?”

At that moment, Zhou Yu snapped his fingers.

“Explode!”