Chapter 5 A casual strike of 8,000 jin—even an outer disciple couldn't match it!
"They're still far from meeting the selection criteria for outer disciples. They're a disgrace to the sect."
Xiao Cui sighed, her face filled with self-consciousness.
However, these words struck Zhu Zhuqing and millions of viewers of Douluo Continent like a thunderclap!
Boom!
"How much?!"
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank sharply, and her voice changed: "8,000 jin?!"
Xiao Cui blinked: "Yeah, 8,000 jin, that's weak, right? My senior sisters can easily strike with tens of thousands of jin."
Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy.
Just as Dai Mubai was about to drink water, he accidentally sprayed water all over Tang San's face.
Tang San froze, forgetting to wipe the water from his face, staring intently at the self-conscious girl on the screen.
8,000 jin?
"How is this possible?!"
Tang San's mentality collapsed. You must know that his proud Clear Sky Hammer is known as the number one weapon spirit in the world, with extremely domineering power.
But his current strength is at most a few hundred kilograms!
Even a pure strength-type Contra, like Hercules Titan, could only unleash a few thousand pounds of force at full power, right?
This girl, who claimed to have poor talent and was a lowly servant, could casually strike 8,000 jin (4,000 catties) with a single blow, while her senior sisters could easily strike tens of thousands of jin (30,000 kg).
That's what you call weak?!
What are they then? Disabled?
Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul trembled uncontrollably.
He glanced at the Bone Douluo Gu Rong beside him and said with a wry smile, "Old Bone, can your defense withstand a punch that weighs tens of thousands of pounds?"
Bone Douluo swallowed hard, his face grim: "If I don't use my ninth soul skill, I'm afraid..."
despair!
In an instant, a deep sense of despair permeated the entire Douluo Continent.
So, in this higher-dimensional world, even a lowly sweeping maid can easily defeat their titled Douluo. Is this the difference between dimensions?
"That… Miss Xiao Cui."
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and asked cautiously:
"Where is this ship going?"
Xiao Cui pointed to the misty horizon ahead, a hint of fervor and awe in her eyes:
"Let's go back to the sect."
"The Primordial Celestial Court!"
"That place is the absolute ruler of the vast wilderness spanning millions of miles; it is an unparalleled holy land!"
"And our sect leader, that supreme being..."
At this point, Xiao Cui lowered her voice considerably, as if afraid of disturbing the gods in heaven:
"I've heard that sir is a Celestial King who has lived for countless years!"
"That is a truly indescribable and unbearable existence!"
...
The Primordial Celestial Court, deep within.
This place is not in the mortal world, but an independent little world created in the void.
Purple clouds rise from the east for 30,000 miles, and a thousand auspicious rays spray purple mist.
Above the floating fairy islands, there are flowing springs and waterfalls, and cranes dancing.
And in the Primordial Temple at the highest point.
A young man dressed in white was lounging on a deck chair woven from the branches of the Enlightenment Tea tree.
His face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, with the flow of time seemingly passing through them as they opened and closed.
He exuded no terrifying aura and looked like an ordinary young master.
However, if a true immortal-level expert were here, they would be utterly terrified.
Because the space around this young man was constantly being created and destroyed!
Each of his breaths is a cycle of a small world!
This is Jiang Chen, the master of the Primordial Immortal Court, who has been in the Perfect World for countless years and has already attained the Dao of Immortal King!
"I'm so bored..."
Jiang Chen yawned, casually picked up a crystal-clear grape from the jade plate next to him, and popped it into his mouth.
The grapes melted in the mouth, transforming into a torrent of life-giving substances.
If this were placed in the outside world, this grape, which is of the level of an immortal elixir, would be enough to make even a supreme expert suffer a bloody defeat and stir up a dark upheaval.
But for Jiang Chen, it was nothing more than fruit after a meal.
"System, have you gotten anything good from signing in lately?" Jiang Chen asked lazily in his mind.
[Ding! Back to host, today's sign-in rewards: one True Dragon Immortality Elixir (incomplete), one scroll of the Ancient Scripture of the Fallen Emperor Era, and one case of Happy Water.]
"Another soft drink?"
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, casually waved his hand, and a case of cola from Earth appeared in front of him.
At his level, immortality was no longer the goal, and invincibility was a source of loneliness.
His only pleasure is probably reminiscing about his past life or cultivating his power, hoping to nurture a few strong individuals who can accompany him to the end in this cruel, perfect world.
"Um?"
Just then.
Jiang Chen's eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly opened a crack.
He sensed it.
At the entrance to the Primordial Celestial Court, there seemed to be a strange fluctuation that did not belong to this world.
"An alien aura? No, it's too weak, as weak as an ant."
A sense of curiosity arose in Jiang Chen's heart.
Upon reaching the Immortal King realm, a single sweep of divine thought can cover all the heavens and myriad realms.
Even a mosquito flying into the Celestial Court cannot escape his perception.
"Buzz!"
Jiang Chen did not get up, but simply moved his mind.
His gaze instantly pierced through layers of void and the barriers of the Immortal Palace, landing directly on the bronze warship that had just docked at the mountain gate square.
In that instant, he saw the girl in black who was following Xiao Cui cautiously, her face filled with shock.
"That girl..."
Jiang Chen's gaze lingered on Zhu Zhuqing for a moment.
"As expected, there are no runes or hidden realms within his body; he cultivates an extremely crude soul power system?"
"The Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul?"
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment.
As a time traveler, his long-buried memories were suddenly stirred.
"Black clothes, youthful face, giant... cough cough, aloof temperament, cat martial spirit."
"There's also this kind of pitifully weak cultivation system."
"Could it be..."
Jiang Chen sat up straight, a playful smile curving his lips.
With a thought, he activated the Great Karma Technique!
In an instant, a barely perceptible causal thread extended from Zhu Zhuqing, piercing through the endless temporal storm and connecting to an extremely distant and fragile bubble-like world.
In that world, there was Blue Silver Grass entwining, hammers smashing wildly, and a group of people playing some kind of soul skill.
"puff..."
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Douluo Continent?"
"That Douluo Continent, which is known for its fantastical floor tiles and where even a god-king can't lift 100,000 jin?"
Jiang Chen was surprised. He never expected that his extremely dangerous Perfect World, which was prone to destroying the world at any moment, would actually intersect with the Douluo World, which was like a child's play.
"interesting."
"So the spatial fluctuations I felt earlier were some kind of connection between two dimensions?"
Jiang Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, his gaze sweeping over Zhu Zhuqing once more.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was so shocked by the towering mountain gate of the Primordial Immortal Court that she was speechless.
The mountain gate was formed from the refining of two dead stars, and the gravitational field of the stars still remains on it. If it weren't for the formation to neutralize it, just getting close would crush you into mincemeat.
"There's even a live broadcast being streamed over a screen?"
(End of chapter)