Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1004 - 1004 990 The Maddened Fang Ziren

Chapter 1004: Chapter 990: The Maddened Fang Ziren Chapter 1004: Chapter 990: The Maddened Fang Ziren Like an arrow shot by the gods, his moves resembled a dance; gentle, yet brimming with a surging intent to kill.

Su Zhanze hastily countered, and Fang Ziren’s moves started to turn ruthless, each strike more ferocious than the last, assaulting from left, right, above, and below. He dared not be careless, for this was the Sect Leader of Heavenly City Sect. If it weren’t for some clever tricks, how could Fang Ziren have possibly become the Sect Leader of Heavenly City Sect?

Forced to retreat repeatedly, Su Zhanze had no choice but to dodge.

Of course, if Su Zhanze had truly shown his full capability, it would have taken no more than three moves for him to hit Fang Ziren, but he didn’t do so because that wasn’t what he wanted. What he desired was a conspiracy. He executed Ren Xiongbei’s Xiongbei Palm Technique, a move created by Ren Xiongbei himself. For this particular palm technique, both he and Yuan Jingxing had paid a significant price.

The Xiongbei Palm Technique was known for its domineering presence and its power to break through defenses.

Fang Ziren sneered, “You’ve already exposed your identity. What’s the point of wearing a mask? Take it off quickly; stop pretending to be a hypocrite. You can’t keep up this act.”

But Su Zhanze just gave a cold laugh. He recalled how, back then, Longhun, accompanied by Mitra Monk, had them surrounded in the Canyon. In order to help them break through the encirclement, he had planned in advance and kidnapped Shi Xueqin, but to his dismay, he was poisoned and almost went berserk. When he sought help, they treated him like a mad dog.

Not only did they not help, but they also struck him down the cliff, nearly killing him at the bottom of it and leaving him with a grotesque face half-gnawed by a dog.

“So what if you know?” Su Zhanze said in a suppressed voice, trying his best to mimic Ren Xiongbei’s tone. And truth be told, after a few days of practice, he did sound quite a bit like him.

“Thinking you can kill me? I’m afraid you don’t have the skills,” Fang Ziren said as he executed an ‘Eagle Spreading Wings,’ followed by an ‘Immortal Crane Divine Needle,’ akin to an eagle swooping down on its prey.

Like a whirlwind, energy was unleashed, and sabers and swords fell like rain.

Su Zhanze quickly conjured a Light Wave, using it like a shield before him, against the hundred sword rains that swarmed in.

Su Zhanze blocked them, but then came a canopy-shaped blade light, striking like thunder, right at the Energy Barrier, and with a loud bang, shattered the Light Wave.

Though Su Zhanze’s martial arts were exceedingly high, in order to make everyone believe that he was Ren Xiongbei, he had to use Ren Xiongbei’s martial arts. And although he had learned Ren Xiongbei’s moves, they were not his strongest suite, so he was at a slight disadvantage,

But he wasn’t in a hurry; let this fellow try to kill him a little longer and see how much stamina he had left; besides, he still had his secret weapons.

Fang Ziren himself was somewhat surprised that he broke through Ren Xiongbei’s Light Wave. Thrilled, he became even more aggressive as he said with a chilling laugh, “Still thinking about killing me? I don’t think you have the capability. Dream on if you think you can monopolize the Secret Manual.” He had been practicing hard recently, and today’s achievement was indeed no fluke.

Shua shua shua…

Out of nowhere, four men in black appeared, each unleashing different colored Green Dragons. Their martial arts were not simple and clearly not from the Immortal City Sect’s style.

However, this made sense. If Ren Xiongbei wanted to deal with him, of course, he’d be willing to spend money to enlist a few hermit masters to fight. The situation suddenly became tense, and since he was encircled by the enemy, who were well-prepared, it was best to break free soon.

Fang Ziren shouted, “Xiong Shuobo, get ready to break through!”

But then, the masked man produced a pearl—it was the Heavenly Pearl. However, the Heavenly Pearl resembled the Immortal Pearl significantly, and with a little deception, it was extremely hard for others to distinguish between them.

Xiong Shuobo, startled, exclaimed, “Immortal Pearl.” That was, after all, a magical item in Ren Xiongbei’s possession.

Fang Ziren suddenly became worried; he wasn’t confident he could face Ren Xiongbei who had the Immortal Pearl.

Beams of energy emitted from the Immortal Pearl surged towards Fang Ziren, forcing him to retreat step by step.

These four masters were no joke; picking out just one, Xiong Shuobo might not be able to win. Originally, the disciples of Heavenly City were inferior to those of Immortal City Sect, and at this moment it became even more evident.

The masked Chen Yu had brought people who were all loyal to Su Zhanze. Apart from the four great masters, all were disciples of Immortal City Sect, naturally employing the martial arts of the Immortal City Sect.

“Damn you, such hypocrisy. You’re really capable of such deeds; aren’t you afraid of what others will say when this gets out?”

“When you’re dead, no one else will know,” said Su Zhanze, now ruthless. Though still employing Ren Xiongbei’s martial arts, with the aid of the Heavenly Pearl, things were completely different.

Fang Ziren, still skeptical, unleashed a ‘Thunderbolt Power’—one of his most dazzling moves. Energy surged like a ferocious dragon, and with a blast, it aimed to engulf Su Zhanze.

At this moment, Su Zhanze was much calmer than Fang Ziren, as he had the help of the four great masters, and there was nothing to worry about. Plus, the formation of the Heavenly City Sect was disrupted, and they wouldn’t last long.

Eager for victory, Fang Ziren attacked with a ‘Sweeping Across Thousands’ followed by a ‘Pouring Down a Thousand Miles.’

But Su Zhanze became increasingly delighted upon seeing Yuan Jingxing like this. Although Yuan had sent out a distress signal, it was impossible for the rescuers to arrive so quickly. All Su had to do was to keep Fang Ziren engaged; that bunch of fools stood no chance against the four top experts and Chen Yu.

All he had to do was wait a little longer, and Fang Ziren would hardly have any strength left.

Fang Ziren launched consecutive deadly attacks, forcing Su Zhanze to retreat repeatedly; suddenly, he unleashed a series of moves that were a fusion of Thunderbolt Power and Immortal Crane Divine Needle, apparently seeking to settle the score with Ren Xiongbei once and for all.

In the end, Su Zhanze was still unable to defeat him using Ren Xiongbei’s techniques.

“You’re not…”

Before Fang Ziren could finish speaking, Su Zhanze began to exert his force, mixing his signature Dragon Slaying Palm technique into Ren Xiongbei’s moves. This forced the already exhausted Fang Ziren to lose his bearings. His sword conjured up a shield to protect himself.

Although Fang Ziren vaguely realized that the moves used by his opponent were Ren Xiongbei’s high-level techniques, they were not entirely the Thunderbolt Power Palm Technique.

“You’re not using the Thunderbolt Power Palm Technique.”

“Heh, you think I only know how to use the Thunderbolt Power Palm Technique?” A number of lightning bolts shot forth, and a lightning dragon released from the Heavenly Pearl shattered the shield. Su Zhanze used the Swift Movement Technique to appear before Fang Ziren, who, in a frenzy, launched his sword. In the moment of contact, Su Zhanze seized the opportunity to snatch the black tome from him.

Fang Ziren was furious, trying to slash off Su Zhanze’s arm; however, Su Zhanze pulled a vanishing act like a cicada shedding its shell, easily freeing himself from Fang Ziren’s grasp.

Fang Ziren attempted to snatch it back, but a bolt of lightning grabbed his sword, and immediately afterward, another palm sent forth a ghost-like black cloud. The cloud swooped in to envelop Fang Ziren’s face, then burrowed into his body.

Fang Ziren, as if possessed, began to scream chaotically, completely out of control, swinging his blade wildly, not caring whether his targets were friend or foe. He even ended up killing two of his own disciples.

Xiong Shuobo was terrified and didn’t know what to do. His survival instincts kicking in, he could care less about anything else. Fang Ziren, now like a mad dog, was unleashing his deadly moves indiscriminately, and no one dared to approach. The men in black didn’t dare to get too close either.

Xiong Shuobo quickly took the opportunity to throw poison needles, release black smoke, and let loose various ferocious beasts. Shockingly, he managed to break through the siege with his two subordinates — not because they really broke through, but because Su Zhanze intentionally allowed it. Everything was going according to plan. If no one escaped, who would learn that this was Ren Xiongbei’s doing? Su Zhanze wanted Ren Xiongbei to be blamed to such a degree that even diving into the Yellow River wouldn’t wash him clean.

Su Zhanze ensured that all those who didn’t escape, except for the frenzied Fang Ziren, were killed. He even shouted, “We must capture Xiong Shuobo and bring him back. We have to catch him.”

Soon, apart from the mad cries of Fang Ziren, everything quieted down.

Su Zhanze sneered coldly, “Weren’t you the one who called me a mad dog? Now let’s see who really looks like one.”

Fang Ziren’s calls for help made Su Zhanze remember the past; he too had been in such a situation before. But Fang Ziren had blasted him off the cliff with a single palm strike. Not sending Fang Ziren down the cliff now was the greatest mercy he could show. He knew too well the taste of being labeled a mad dog.

He opened the black tome and, indeed, it was what he wanted. He called out, “Let’s go.”

As long as he dealt with Ren Xiongbei, that would be enough.

The continuous cries like those of a slaughtered pig were still shouting out.

Xiong Shuobo, as if he had lost his soul, had no idea what kind of monster was on the loose, screaming madly. He dared not to stop, afraid that Fang Ziren’s fate might soon be his own. To those men, nothing was more important than life itself now.

He didn’t know how long he had been running; it had long since turned dark. Suddenly, a flicker of light appeared ahead. Xiong Shuobo halted in his tracks and cried out, “Could the men in black have gotten in front of us?” He frantically scrambled around, unsure what to do next.

“They shouldn’t have, we’ve already thrown them off,” one of his subordinates said.

“Ren Xiongbei said he would wipe us out completely, not sparing a single one. He has already said so,” Xiong Shuobo said.

“They couldn’t have returned that quickly.” Xiong Shuobo was scared to death, and the image of Fang Ziren possessed by a ghost made him shiver.

Then a familiar voice drifted their way; one of his subordinates seemed to hear it and said, “No, that sounds like Gu Xueyun.”

“Are you sure?”

The subordinate listened carefully again and confirmed, “Yes, that’s Gu Xueyun’s voice. It’s getting closer and closer, right ahead of us.”

Xiong Shuobo, still breaking out in a cold sweat, also heard it. Without a second thought, he ran towards it as if to a lover.

Gu Xueyun saw Xiong Shuobo, drenched in sweat, and didn’t know what had happened. He came running after seeing the distress signal, completely unaware that this evening, Fang Ziren was supposed to make a deal with Ren Xiongbei.