Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: Do You Want to Steal Learning?

Looking at Wang Zhen, who was heavily injured in front of him, Wang Qian and his son Wang Zhankun were dumbfounded, unable to even crouch down to help him.

How is this possible?

Wang Zhen is at the mid-stage of Divinity Transformation, how could he be severely injured by a single palm of Kong Kong?

Kong Kong is merely a cultivator at the half-step Divinity Transformation stage, logically Wang Zhen shouldn’t be so easily defeated!

Yet regardless of Wang Qian and Wang Zhankun’s disbelief, the truth was right before them. The pale face, the crimson bloodstains, all proved that everything happening was real and truly occurring.

“Cough cough, impossible, I will not be injured by you. What is the name of the palm you just used?”

Wang Zhen struggled to support himself with his arms, standing up from the ground alone, swaying as if a gust of wind could knock him down at any moment, unwillingly questioning Kong Kong.

Listening to Wang Zhen’s questions, Wang Qingfeng was also very curious.

Even on the other side, Bai Xiaofan was fighting fiercely with the Witch Elder and the General, yet Wang Qingfeng didn’t have the time to consider who might win.

“Why should a humble monk tell you the name of this palm? Do you want to steal it? It’s useless. Only people as smart as a humble monk can possibly learn it; no one else has a chance!”

However, as Wang Qingfeng and Wang Zhen anticipated Kong Kong’s answer, Kong Kong glanced at them disinterestedly and spoke to himself.

Clearly, even a fool could hear that Kong Kong was mocking them.

Only the ‘smart ones’ can learn it—I’m not a fool; surely I can learn the move?

Besides, who told you we want to steal your move?

Aren’t you too self-loving?

I’ve seen shameless, but never someone so shameless!

Oh, something’s not right!

It seems that Bai Xiaofan on the other side is comparable to Kong Kong in this particular field.

As to which of these two is more self-loving and shameless, Wang Qingfeng and the others couldn’t easily determine.

“Hmph, arrogant, I might not be able to deal with Bai Xiaofan, but I surely can handle a little monk like you, can’t I?”

Though Wang Qingfeng was heavily wounded by the Stele, being a powerful late-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator, his recovery speed and physical strength were far more robust than ordinary people.

Seeing Wang Zhen injured, and with the opponent speaking so arrogantly, he stood out, coldly confronting Kong Kong.

“Amitabha, your killing intent is too heavy, perhaps you should hand over your heart to a humble monk, let him cleanse it with clear water, and return it to you.”

Upon hearing Wang Qingfeng’s words, Kong Kong seemed not to mind, clasped his hands, and quietly chanted a Buddhist mantra.

A Buddhist mantra sounded, and Kong Kong raised a single palm towards Wang Qingfeng.

With the release of Kong Kong’s palm, a blood-red gigantic hand, five meters high, suddenly appeared above.

The gigantic hand appeared like a meteorite, flying towards Wang Qingfeng.

A faint bloody smell emanated from the hand, wafting into the noses of Wang Qingfeng, Wang Zhen, and others, stimulating their nerves.

Curiously, everyone present had been through bloody storms, yet under the stimulus of this faint bloody smell, they felt a burst of frustration in their chests, as though they wanted to vomit.

Wang Qian and Wang Zhankun, with lower cultivation, felt drowsy—as if they had a post-lunch summer urge to sleep soundly.

Wang Qingfeng hastily took a deep breath, dispelling the frustration in his heart, then waved his hand, revealing a horsetail whisk on his arm.

Staring at the blood-red giant hand approaching him, Wang Qingfeng formed a seal with one hand and swung the whisk toward the hand.

Instantly, a mighty primal force gushed from the whisk like a flood, surging toward the blood-red hand.

Boom!

A loud crash!

Kong Kong’s body slightly trembled, spat a mouthful of blood, and staggered back.

On the other side, Wang Qingfeng’s body slightly trembled too, his throat moved imperceptibly, clearly indicating that this clash was not easy for him.

The mighty blood-red hand and the force exerted by Wang Qingfeng’s whisk continued to confront each other mid-air, much like the sudden stalemate in a tug-of-war.

Yet the stalemate didn’t last long.

With Kong Kong delivering another palm, the brief stalemate was instantly broken.

Kong Kong raised his hand lightly, and an identical blood-red hand appeared above.

Later, this newly appeared blood-red giant hand overlapped with the previous one, which was in a deadlock with Wang Qingfeng’s move.

The overlapped giant blood-red hands suddenly grew stronger, spreading a ripple of red from the palm, gradually extending toward Wang Qingfeng.

Bang!

Wang Qingfeng’s whisks force broke instantly, akin to a piece of tofu, offering no resistance.

As the whisks force shattered, Wang Qingfeng spat a mouthful of blood, as if his entire body’s blood and flesh were drained in an instant, turning his appearance significantly sallow, his body slightly swaying as if he might fall to the ground at any moment.

However, the converged blood-red hand continued advancing toward Wang Qingfeng, unaffected by the shattering of the whisks force.

At the moment, the Witch Elder and the General were still tangled with Bai Xiaofan’s Phantom Dragon technique, defensive and offensive, having no extra thoughts for others.

Beside him, Wang Zhen and Li Qiu, also severely wounded—no one in the valley could step up to save Wang Qingfeng now.

As the blood-red hand approached, Wang Qingfeng refused to give in to death.

His peripheral vision glimpsed Wang Zhankun beside him, and without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to grab Wang Zhankun.

Before Wang Zhankun could react, a powerful suction emanated from Wang Qingfeng’s palm.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhankun’s figure rapidly shriveled up as if all his blood had been drained, resembling Wang Qingfeng’s earlier condition.

Just then, the blood-red giant hand reached close to Wang Qingfeng, seemingly about to strike.

Yet as Wang Zhankun’s body shriveled, Wang Qingfeng’s sallow form rapidly recovered.

In the blink of an eye, he had regained his normal physique.