Chapter 692
The force behind the punch was overwhelming. This was Ashton’s most devastating blow since breaking through the semi- divine realm.
Without holding anything back, the feeling of unleashing everything was exhilarating. This was exactly why he’d been anticipating a battle with the Sage.
What Ashton lacked now wasn’t just spiritual energy.
He needed a true, extreme fight that would force him into a life–and–death situation.
Without going through a battle where death was on the line, how could he break through his restraints and push past his limits!
Lawrence swallowed hard and muttered to himself, “He’s actually coming at me for real. At this level, he’s got such terrifying, destructive power.”
Lawrence didn’t dare lower his guard. His voice boomed, saying, “Watch closely, Ash! I’ll show you what a real Sixfold Carnage Fist looks like.”
In an instant, Lawrence clenched his five fingers in the air.
Six distinct streams of energy converged, twisted, and fused into a single explosive force. The power behind his punch surged upward, then he drove his fist straight at Ashton.
Ashton’s punch came down with a thunderous roar, like the fury of Lord Ashdrake diving from the sky.
Lawrence met it head–on. His strike was dominant and overwhelming, the kind of blow thrown by a ruler who expected the world to yield. The two fists collided in midair with brutal force.
Deafening sonic booms erupted. With Lawrence and Ashton at the center, waves of force blasted outward, rippling through the air in blinding flashes.
The surrounding space buckled and roared. Ashton’s eyes flew wide in disbelief. Only then did he realize the truth. Lawrence’s punch did not strike once but came in layers.
Each wave was building on the last, growing progressively stronger until it formed an overwhelming, crushing force. With unstoppable power, it shattered Ashton’s strike and hurled him backward.
Ashton slammed into the wall. His body shook violently as blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.
“Mr. Clarkson Senior!”
Ignoring his own injuries, Ashton rushed to Lawrence’s side and took out 12 silver needles. He inserted them into specific acupoints on Lawrence’s body to stabilize his energy flow and prevent his internal injuries from worsening.
“I’m fine…” Lawrence said, grinning proudly.
His eyes shone with admiration as he looked at Ashton. Then, he broke into wild, excited laughter.
“You’ve surpassed me. That’s great. If I’d been born in your generation, you’d have crushed me without even trying. And these bastards with their so–called prodigies?
“If they had to face you, it would have been their nightmare. Just thinking about it makes me want to laugh.”
Ashton, writhing in pain, couldn’t help blurting out, “Mr. Clarkson Senior, you knock me flying and then sing my praises? Isn’t that a little much?”
“What do you know?” Lawrence retorted, cuffing him lightly on the back of the head. “My Sixfold Carnage Fist is unbeatable within the same realm and can even kill opponents above my level. And the punch I just threw at you? I used the full power of the
divine realm.”
Chapter 692
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He sighed and added, “I’m getting older…”
“You’re still as powerful as ever. Don’t call yourself old.”
“That’s enough. Stop flattering me,” Lawrence said, then his expression grew serious. “Ash, how much of the Sixfold Carnage Fist did you just learn?”
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