Chapter 102: THREE KINGS INHERITANCE (6)
At Tian Ti mountain, Fang Zheng was facing Wei Wu Shang in the ultimate simp-off. Wei Wu Shang pulled out his trump card - injury wind Gu - which had Fang Zheng's crane army dropping out of the sky like flies. Chat was going wild:
CraneSimp44: NOT THE INJURY WIND GU 😭
HealingPathGOAT: WEI WU SHANG HIM!
BiXiaStan: FANG ZHENG SWEEP PLS
But just as Wei Wu Shang was about to secure the W, his primeval essence ran out. Fang Zheng, being the rizzler he is, offered a draw to save face. Wei Wu Shang took the L but secretly messaged: "I'll remember this, but I'm still coming for Bi Xia."
The drama didn't stop there. Soon, Gu Ting from Ancient Soul Sect started camping outside Fang Zheng's cave, malding about him being too close to Bi Xia. After seven days of this, Fang Zheng had enough:
"Fine. Let's throw hands."
Lord Sky Crane was hyped: "YES! COOK THIS HATER!"
San Cha Mountain Grindset (It's Giving Unhinged Behavior)
Meanwhile, Fang Yuan was on an absolute rampage. After clapping Tyrant Heng Mei, he challenged Fei Li - another rank four middle stage strength path Gu Master. The battle was brutal, and Fei Li ended up begging for mercy:
"Lord Fang Zheng, spare me! I'll give you my expend strength Gu!"
"Alr sure."
Fang Yuan took the Gu, then immediately sent him to the shadow realm anyway.
Twitch Chat exploded:
DemonicRizzler: BRO TOOK THE GU AND STILL CLAPPED HIM 💀
SigmaWatch: THIS IS PEAK VILLAIN BEHAVIOR
HuMeiErFan: Demoness queen would be proud
Then Fang Yuan dropped the ultimate bomb: "Tell Sky Tiger Xue San Si I'm coming for her next."
The entire mountain malded. Xue San Si was pressed: "Why me bruh?! I did nun'!"
The Biao Challenge (It's Giving Final Boss Energy)
Three days later, Fang Yuan faced Xue San Si in a valley. Instead of a normal fight, he proposed the most sigma rules ever:
"I'll stand here and let you hit me three times. Then I hit you once. Since you're a woman, I'll be generous."
Xue San Si took the deal, thinking she could clap him in three hits.
First hit: She turned her arms into tiger claws and sent Fang Yuan flying. He stood up with four broken ribs, laughing.
Second hit: She transformed into a giant tiger-woman hybrid and unleashed a Biao phantom - a winged tiger that's five times stronger than a regular tiger. Fang Yuan got absolutely mogged, but his bitter strength Gu made him stronger.
Third hit: She flew a kilometer into the sky and dive-bombed him with another Biao phantom, overlapping with her body. This was her ultimate move.
As she came crashing down, Fang Yuan just activated a measly rank three golden shield Gu. Chat was losing fr it:
CraneArmy: OUR GOAT FANG ZHENG HANDLING BUSINESS
WeiWuShanked: Bro took the L gracefully ngl
GuTingL: Ancient Soul Sect malding hard
XueSanSiSimp: Sky Tiger queen gonna win this
ExpendStrengthL: Fei Li got absolutely mogged
TyrantHengMeiL: Remember when he thought he was him?
HuMeiErWatch: Demoness plotting in the background
RizzAnalyst: Fang Yuan's reputation farming is next level
BiaoHype: WINGED TIGER PHANTOM IS HIM!
GoldenShieldCopium: No way rank three Gu blocks that
Shameless and Despicable Guy Right Here
Xue San Si was literally falling from the sky like a meteor, her Biao phantom making her look like some final boss in an RPG. The wind was screaming past her ears, and she had that villain smirk thinking she was about to clap Fang Yuan.
She saw him activate his weak little rank three golden shield Gu and almost laughed mid-air. "Bro thinks a rank three Gu can stop my ultimate move? Delulu lmao."
Meanwhile, the spectators were losing their minds:
"Fang Yuan is finished!"
"Serves this arrogant demon right!"
"Finally, someone putting this little beast king in his place!"
"Please not my Fang Goat :(((("
"L's for the chat lol!"
But the real plot twist? The entire valley was secretly teaming up against the black and white demons. Several Gu Masters quietly moved to block Bai Ning Bing from interfering. They had that "today we end this" energy.
The Sigma Gambit (It's Giving 500 IQ Play)
Just as Xue San Si was about to make impact, Fang Yuan pulled the most sigma move ever. He casually activated:
Horizontal charge Gu! → Sidestepped left
Vertical crash Gu! → Casually strolled 100 steps away
Xue San Si's tiger eyes went wide: "LITTLE BEAST KING, YOU—" but it was too late. She crashed into the ground like a failed rocket launch.
BOOM!
The impact was so violent the entire valley shook. Rocks flew everywhere, trees got uprooted, and a 30-meter wide crater appeared where Fang Yuan was standing moments before.
Xue San Si was left dazed in the crater, covered in dirt, ears ringing, completely disoriented. Her ultimate move had backfired spectacularly.
The Absolute Violation (It's Giving Overkill)
While everyone was still processing what happened, Fang Yuan charged back into the dust cloud like a sigma:
"HAHA TIME FOR MY SUPER COMBO"
Bitter strength Gu! (Stronger when injured)
All-out effort Gu! (Maximum power)
Strength Qi Gu! (Amplifying everything)
Then he unleashed the most disrespectful combo ever - EIGHT beast phantoms all at once:
🐗 Boar | 🐻 Brown Bear | 🐊 Crocodile | 🐂 Green Bull
🐎 Horse | 🐢 Stone Turtle | 🐘 White Elephant | 🐍 Black Python
The phantoms turned solid and life-like, then absolutely violated Xue San Si in the crater. The sounds of the beating echoed through the valley - it was giving UFC highlight reel energy.
Three minutes later, only five phantoms remained. Xue San Si was literally turned into human confetti - blood, bone fragments, and brain matter everywhere.
"Alright i know you guys are wondering what i just did so let me explain — listen up and try to keep up, because I'm not repeating myself for slow pupils. What you saw wasn't blind rage or random spectacle; it was a deliberately built sequence, a little machine of violence with three cogs and eight hammers, and every part has a name, a reason, and a timeline. First, I manufacture the situation: I shove myself back into the dust on purpose to compress decision time for my opponent; confusion is a weapon as real as a blade — when they flinch or freeze I win half the fight before the first phantom lands. Then comes the deliberate order of the Gu — Bitter Strength first, All-Out Effort second, Strength Qi third — and you must understand them as functions, not theatrics. Bitter Strength is the conversion of injury into torque: I allow controlled wounds at moments when my opponent expects me to falter because pain raises thresholds, tightens reflex arcs, and, crucially, poisons the enemy's calculation; they see blood and assume weakness while their model of me collapses. With that physiological spike in place, I detonate All-Out Effort — I yank the soft limits out of my body, borrowing from recovery, from joints, from every metabolic safety valve, because power without timing is waste and timing without power is useless; so I pair the borrowed, raw output to the pain-fueled rise and force an acute, short window of capability that far exceeds any normal sustainable fight. Finally, Strength Qi channels and shapes the accumulated brutality into directed forms; this Gu is the transducer that turns inner storms into external constructs, otherwise all you get is a berserk man thrashing — with Strength Qi I sculpt intent into the eight phantoms. Now the beasts: they are not random symbols but role players in an ordered choreography — the Boar is the posture breaker, a low, unstoppable charge to expose and unbalance; the Bear follows with compressive force to wreck skeletal alignment and make structure fail; the Crocodile is the gripper, designed to seize and immobilize a limb or collar, creating breathing room for the rest; the Bull brings unstoppable linear momentum to pin and tunnel the enemy into disadvantage; the Horse controls angles and pursuit, cutting escape vectors and forcing the target back into my zone; the Turtle soaks counters, holds position, and denies retaliatory windows while others strike; the Elephant is the siege weight, the deliberate collapse of what remains of resistance; the Python is the constrictor, the final denial that turns motion into stillness. Each phantom's action sets up the next — break, compress, seize, force, herd, hold, collapse, finish — a layered offensive system where every strike is also a setup. Timing and sequencing are everything: detonate Bitter Strength early enough to surprise, trigger All-Out during the physiological spike so the body yields more work than it should, then shape with Strength Qi so the burst becomes coherent force rather than chaotic damage. Risk management? Of course there's risk — borrowing against recovery and tolerating injury shortens my lifespan and invites counters if the opponent can exploit the recovery gap after the burst; that's why I compress time and manufacture confusion first, because if they can ever force a recalculation mid-combo, the math turns against me. Resource tradeoffs are intentional: I trade longevity and joint safety for immediate dominance because a finished opponent buys more sovereignty than decades of cautious survival. You also saw not all phantoms remain — attrition is part of the design; I expect some constructs to collapse once their role is done or when they take counterplay, and the ones that endure are the ones that maintain tactical utility; the spectacle of eight is as much about overwhelming mental bandwidth as it is about physical vectors — eight directions of threat overload the target's perception, make them commit to impossible defensive patterns, and create microwindows of absolute vulnerability. Lastly, there's psychology: I announce my Gu, I laugh, I act shamelessly because I want them to misread me; when you disguise calculation as madness you get the advantage of being underestimated and the enemy's counters are brash and late. So no, it wasn't random bloodlust — it was manufacturing a state, executing a three-stage transduction into eight role-specific constructs, sequencing them so each sets up the next, accepting the calculated cost, and finishing before recovery mathematics can punish me. That, little worms, is how you turn a fight into a proof of principle — precise, brutal, and pedagogical. Now wipe your faces and tell me someone else wants to test their theory against mine."
The Aftermath (It's Giving Malding Spectators)
When the dust cleared, the entire valley erupted:
"You went back on your agreement!"
"Holy yap what did I just read!?"
"This battle should be your loss!"
"Shameless! Despicable!"
Fang Yuan just stood there hands behind his back, completely unbothered: "Ok then I lost, whats next lol?"
Crickets Crickets Crickets
He then dropped the ultimate challenge: "Anyone want to avenge her? Come at me, all of you together!"
Nobody moved. Everyone remembered he'd just clapped three rank four middle stage experts in a row. The demonic path experts were too selfish to care, and the righteous path couldn't be seen avenging a demon.
Fang Yuan laughed and strutted away while everyone malded in his wake.
Twitch Chat Reacts
SigmaGigachad: BRO ADMITTED DEFEAT WHILE STANDING ON HER CORPSE 💀
BiaoSimp: I CANT BELIEVE HE JUST SIDESTEPPED THE ULTIMATE MOVE
XueSanSiL: Queen got absolutely violated in that crater
AgreementAndys: BUT HE PROMISED TO TAKE THREE HITS
DemonicRizzler: Poor souls who had to read that entire Fang Yuan yap session which was just AI
ReputationFarm: His clout farming strategy is actually genius
UnhingedBehavior: Eight beast phantoms is just overkill
NobodyMoved: Whole valley went quiet when he called them out
500IQ: He played her like a fiddle from the start
BaiNingBing: Queen was ready to throw hands too