Seventy-Five Heavens (an Extra Chapter for Alliance Leader Ye Shang Kong Ming, 5/12)

Chapter 131: Seventy-Five Heavens (an Extra Chapter for Alliance Leader Ye Shang Kong Ming, 512)

"What the hell are you doing? Magneto is our common enemy! If you kill me, you won’t escape either!"

Carol shouted as she swung her leg in a sweeping kick at Zhan Liu’s abdomen.

Zhan Liu did not even dodge. His heavy palm came down and struck Carol squarely in the chest.

Carol could feel that Zhan Liu’s strength was clearly inferior to Magneto’s, yet it was still impossible to resist. A strange force seeped into her body and shattered all her internal organs.

"Urgh…" She spat out a huge mouthful of blood. Her knees buckled, and she knelt before Zhan Liu. After swaying a few times, she collapsed to the ground and died.

Even more bizarrely, Zhan Liu’s attack had not even cracked a single brick beneath her feet.

Magneto’s face darkened. Only after watching Zhan Liu kill Captain Marvel did he sneer, "As expected, you humans are all trash. You love killing one another. You should all be wiped out."

"Heh, I agree with the first half of what you said, but not the second half." Zhan Liu was still grinning, completely unaffected by his intimidating aura.

"Judging by the way you look, you’ve finally grasped the true essence of the Magnetic Lunatic!"

"Exterminate all of humanity and establish a world of Mutants. That’s lunacy!"

"You’re stronger than me!" Zhan Liu gave him a thumbs-up.

"Looks like my sending you onto the Way of Erik wasn’t in vain!"

"Unfortunately, Professor X has actually gone missing. He didn’t die at your hands, so you’re still not complete!"

Zhan Liu had no filter, constantly taunting Magneto and ruthlessly provoking his emotions.

"Tsk, your Complete State is far too lacking. You might not even be enough for me to beat!" Zhan Liu sighed regretfully.

The pain and despair of having his limbs crippled; the grief, anger, regret, and hopelessness he had felt while watching his fellow Mutants being tortured at Stryker Base, powerless to do anything—at this moment, all of it welled up from the depths of his memories and surged through his heart once more.

Magneto’s fury was instantly ignited by Zhan Liu. He roared:

"You talk too much! Go to hell!"

Magneto leaped into the air and brought a heavy punch crashing down toward Zhan Liu’s head.

Zhan Liu raised a hand to block. As their strength collided, a tremendous shockwave erupted, completely destroying the Martial Arts School building behind him. The aftershock spread for miles, reducing everything in its path to ruin. Buildings collapsed, vehicles were blown away, and the once-glorious world-famous city instantly became a scene from the apocalypse.

Although the punch was heavy, neither of them suffered so much as a scratch. Zhan Liu even smiled leisurely as he offered Magneto some pointers.

"Erik, why don’t you turn around and see just how great the difference in our control over power really is?"

Magneto turned around and saw that the buildings behind him were completely intact, still looking exactly as they had when he entered, as if the collision just now had never happened.

From the sky, a clear boundary could be seen running through the entire outskirts of the city at the point where the two stood. Everything behind Magneto was normal: the buildings looked new, and the flowers and grass were untouched. Behind Zhan Liu, however, there was only rubble and devastation.

"Do you understand now?" Zhan Liu lightly tapped the air with one finger, continuing without pause.

"Although your power is stronger than mine, your control over it is truly terrible. You waste a great deal of unnecessary power on useless things."

"When it comes to exterminating humanity, there was once someone in the World of Martial Gods who wiped out ninety percent of the world’s population with a single roar. His efficiency was countless times greater than yours."

"Want to learn?"

"With your aptitude, after learning the Ultimate Limit Sect’s martial arts, you’ll certainly surpass your master and blast me to death on the spot!"

Magneto’s eyebrows shot up, and he charged forward with another heavy punch, roaring:

"I created my own martial arts. Why would I need to learn from you?"

"Enough nagging! You talk too much crap!"

"Are you a long-tongued shrew?"

"You want to take me as your disciple? Blast me apart first!"

Magneto unleashed hundreds, even thousands, of punches in an instant. Zhan Liu caught them all with ease. Not a single strand of hair on him was harmed; the only result was that the ruins behind him were shattered even more thoroughly.

"Tsk!" Zhan Liu pursed his lips unhappily. "The influence of Magnetic Field Rotation is far too great. You’ve become a lunatic so quickly!"

"Fortunately, I practice Ultimate Limit Qigong, which merely simulates Magnetic Field Rotation. It’s still very different from the genuine thing."

"Otherwise, if you lose your temper the moment the battle starts and throw away all reason, what use is being strong?"

"Since you’re no longer useful, I might as well harvest you ahead of time!"

Zhan Liu threw another punch, no longer holding back. Magneto felt that the punch coming at him was clearly not overwhelmingly powerful, yet it was extraordinarily concentrated, like a steel needle piercing butter—completely impossible to resist.

Amid a thunderous boom, Magneto was sent flying, drawing a scarlet arc across the sky. It was blood gushing from his body.

His right arm was gone again.

The same thing had happened last time. Zhan Liu had shattered his right arm with a casual punch, and what followed had been a long nightmare.

But this time was different.

The current Magneto, after enduring the hellish cultivation of the "Way of Erik," was…stronger! By! A! Hundred! Times! than he had been that day!

He not only activated Cellular Reconstruction to rapidly regrow his right arm, but also used his unwavering will to push his strength even further.

"Magnetic Field Rotation, Seventieth Heaven!"

"Bipolar Fist—blast him apart!"

Zhan Liu’s eyes lit up when he saw the fist technique Magneto had created himself. He loudly praised him:

"Good!"

"Creating your own martial arts—your talent is impressive!"

"Then let me show you just how great the difference is between orthodox martial arts tempered through countless refinements and your juggling act!"

"Magnetic Field Rotation, Twenty-Five Heavens!"

"Ultimate Sinking Thunder Hand!"

He also gathered his strength and clashed head-on with Magneto.

This was how Magnetic Field Rotation experts fought. Only direct collisions like this were most likely to spur both sides to improve.

Although Zhan Liu’s Complete State could not match Bai Ci Nan in the World of Martial Gods, who could kill an Eightieth Heaven Magnetic Field Rotation expert with nothing but the power of Current Drive, dealing with a self-taught amateur like Magneto was no problem at all.

The two exchanged blow after blow, fighting until heaven and earth split apart. The entire city of New York was destroyed by the aftershocks of their battle.

They began by fighting on the ground. After Magneto suffered several losses, he decisively took to the air.

He thought his rich aerial-combat experience would let him catch Zhan Liu off guard, but he did not know that Zhan Liu had already fought Carol during the first cycle.

Although Zhan Liu had been the one getting beaten senseless at the time, the experience gained while at a disadvantage was even greater. In terms of aerial combat experience within the atmosphere, Zhan Liu was in no way inferior to him.

Thus, Magneto had no choice but to fly even higher, transferring the battlefield into outer space. Only then did he gain an advantage in aerial combat and make up for the disadvantage of being suppressed.

Their battle became a complete war of attrition. They fought for more than ten days without being able to determine a victor.

As their battle grew increasingly intense, their Magnetic Field Rotation accelerated faster and faster, and each of them rose by several Heavens.

But even when both sides advanced, there was still a huge difference.

When Zhan Liu rose by five Heavens, he merely reached the Thirtieth Heaven. But when Magneto rose by five Heavens, he reached the Seventy-Five Heavens!

Within the Magnetic Field Rotation Realm, every twenty-five Heavens brought about a qualitative change—a leap in realm. The magnitude of that leap far exceeded all those before it.

"Magnetic Field Rotation, Seventy-Five Heavens!"

"Bipolar Fist, Positive-Negative Collision!"

During battle, his thoughts moved at lightning speed, and martial arts inspiration surged endlessly. Magneto suddenly had a flash of insight and created a new move on the spot. He slammed his fists together with tremendous force, and amid the violent tremor, something resembling a black hole formed between them.

Magneto carried this black-hole-like mass with him as he brought it crashing down toward Zhan Liu’s head.