Absolute Choice 10

by Pear Lands In The Autumn Spring

  Would Chairman Jiang remain ambivalent towards Zhang Meng's unbridled act?

  However, no one expected that the 'honest and upright' Chairman Jiang still had a peaceful smile on his face. It was as though he had not seen such an 'unfair' scene. He had taken the position of being an indifferent spectator.

  This made the crowd heave a sigh of relief.

  It also made Zhang Meng go from bad to worse.

  He scoffed as he raised his right foot to step on Yama Minamiya's shoulder. He said mockingly, "What happened to the Division Minister Minamiya that would not be subdued with force? Aren't you still obediently kneeling before me? Why? Do you find it unacceptable? Then stand up!"

  Yama Minamiya bellowed angrily as he tried his best to stand up, but his attempt only left him spitting out a mouthful of blood. His body turned limp once again as the color drained from his face.

  The mockery in everyone's eyes turned more intense.

  "Trash!"

  Zhang Meng chuckled disdainfully before he realized something. Yama Minamiya's eyes were filled with defiance and he was still trying his best to straighten his back. Suddenly an indescribable sense of anger rose up in him as killing intent flashed in his eyes.

  He lifted his foot and was about to kick at Yama Minamiya's head!

  "Boom!"

  Suddenly a deafening explosion sounded. Everyone jumped in shock before they turned to the source of the explosion. They saw a gigantic hole in the meeting room's wall.

  Rubble was crumbling as debris flew in every direction. The hole was about half the size of the wall!

  A figure walked into the meeting room from outside the wall that had a hole smashed into it.

  Everyone's eyes looked at the figure as they drew cold gasps.

  Bald, yellow-colored skin-tight clothes, a red cape and a blade by his waist. The person's identity was obvious.

  "One-Pun!"

  Zhang Meng's eyes widened as the right foot he had raised in mid-air stiffened in place.

  One-Pun calmly glanced at Zhang Meng before turning to look at the white-browed elder.

  The white-browed elder was still smiling amiably. Finally, he said for the first time after he entered the meeting room, "I did not see a thing."

  One-Pun nodded and responded, "Then please continue to ignore whatever happens next."

  As One-Pun said that, he suddenly turned his head to grin at everyone in the meeting room.

  His facial features were simple and his expression was dazed. He looked so very 'harmless'.

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  Chapter470 Leaning on Furniture Cannot be Obscene, Turning Wet at a Glance

  One-Pun hung a 'harmless'-looking smile on his face. He scanned everyone in the meeting room ambivalently without releasing his Overlord Suppression like Zhang Meng.

  Most of the people that attended the meeting were members of the upper echelons of their respective organizations, so they enjoyed statuses that were superior to others. However, having reveled in their high positions and enjoyed comfortable lives, many of them had cultivation realms that were even inferior to Yama Minamiya. Only a few of them possessed true strength. Instead of releasing the power of his Psionic Imperial Realm, One-Pun could simply use Soul Suppression to leave a large number of people in the meeting room wailing while sprawled to the ground.

  However, One-Pun did not do so. It was not because he wasn't furious. In fact, it was the exact opposite. The way the crowd had cheapened Yama Minamiya's existence had infuriated the typically mild-tempered One-Pun. However, if he were to use his fist to suppress others, how different would he be from the bastard, Zhang Meng?

  Therefore, One-Pun only glanced at the crowd nonchalantly. The glance looked rather mild on the surface, but in fact, it contained emotions that were like tumultuous waves in a stormy sea.

  The crowd immediately felt like they were facing an ice cellar or as if they had plummeted into an abyss. An intricate chill seemed to rise up from the bottom of their hearts with no way to stop it. Just being glared at by One-Pun made them feel like they were given a deathly stare from a ferocious beast that would pounce on them at any time to rip them into pieces. The spontaneous fear made their bodies tremble involuntarily.

  A few of the timid ones shrunk their bodies as they shut their eyes and trembled.

  A death-fearing man who had renal problems peed his pants while trembling.

  The courtesan that had attained her position through under-the-table means was leaning on a piece of furniture, barely propping up her limp body. She could not help but squeeze her thighs tightly. As someone who was into masochism, she was feeling both fear and pleasure that was nearing perverseness. Her pale face flushed red as her legs trembled while they rubbed against each other. There were tears of fear at the corners of her eyes while her tiny mouth gradually gaped. She could not help but moan as her panties instantly turned wet from the spewing of two completely different liquids.

  The middle-aged woman and the suited man were given special attention. One-Pun's gaze had landed on them for three full seconds. During those three seconds, they felt like they had been enshrouded by endless darkness. The sound of gnashing teeth that resembled that of wild beasts' resounded as countless sharp teeth seemed to simultaneously rest on their skin. As the sharp teeth grazed against every inch of their skin, it was as though their bodies would be riddled with holes at the very next instant or be torn into a bloody pulp.

  At that moment, be it the middle-aged woman who had a hot temper due to menopause or the suited man that derived joy from his machinations, they both felt utterly powerless and a deep sense of fear.

  Can a gaze kill?

  They would have treated it as a joke in the past, but now, they could not laugh in any way.

  That was because a gaze could truly kill!

  One-Pun's gaze swept across the crowd before landing on Zhang Meng.

  Zhang Meng slowly retracted his right foot and slowly dissipated the Overlord Suppression that was pressing on Yama Minamiya. With a stiff expression, he locked eyes with One-Pun but soon, he unnaturally looked to the side.

  Since he was at the Psionic Imperial Realm, he naturally would not feel apprehensive from a single gaze. However, the might of One-Pun was something he had long heard and was aware of. He knew that he was probably not One-Pun's match; therefore, he did not wish to stare back at One-Pun's gaze that had hidden flames of fury.

  When Yama Minamiya felt the pressure on his body decrease and noticed the 'interesting' look on everyone's trembling faces, the pent up anger that he had was greatly reduced. He tried standing up, but due to the pain in his knees, he ended up drawing a cold gasp. His kneecaps had probably shattered into many pieces. Zhang Meng's ruthlessness was clear.

  Yama Minamiya did not wish to continue kneeling despite not being able to stand. As such, he ended up sitting on the ground. He looked up at One-Pun and wanted to say something. Suddenly, he noticed the wall that had been blasted through. Immediately, he found it amusing.

  This scene was something he had once seen. At the end of Gaia and Zeus's battle exchange, Heartless had used a forceful attitude to cancel the tradition of the battle exchange. Back then, Shi Xiaobai had smashed through the metallic walls of the stadium and ended up changing everything. Wasn't One-Pun doing the same?

  Could it be that 'smashing a wall to appear' was one of their fine traditions of Gaia?

  Yama Minamiya's baffling smile left the crowd confused and embarrassed. One-Pun's expression turned sullen after he took a few glances at Yama Minamiya. He suddenly turned to look at Zhang Meng and said, "Complete shattering of kneecaps, serious internal injuries… Do you want to do it yourself or do you need me to do it for you."

  Everyone was secretly alarmed. They never expected One-Pun to demand that Zhang Meng suffered the same injuries as Yama Minamiya.

  Who was Zhang Meng?

  He was an A-class hero, one of the important p
owerhouses of Thor. He was a famous person at the Psionic Imperial Realm!

  Shattering Zhang Meng's knees and inflicting serious internal injuries similar to Yama Minamiya’s, would greatly weaken the hero faction and Thor. How was he comparable to a trivial figure like Yama Minamiya?

  To put it harshly, a trivial figure like Yama Minamiya could die tragically on the spot without causing much of a stir. However, if Zhang Meng were to be seriously injured, Thor and the Hero Association would definitely not sit idle.

  A civil war between Psionic Imperial warriors was typically banned.

  One-Pun was actually seeking revenge while disregarding everything else?

  Zhang Meng's eyes that had originally lacked confidence immediately turned cold. The dignity of being at the Psionic Imperial realm prevented him from enduring One-Pun's threat. He felt extremely humiliated as he suddenly turned to look at One-Pun and said coldly, "Are you joking?"

  One-Pun did not respond but stared at Zhang Meng in a deadpan manner. He repeated once again, "Do you want to do it yourself or do you need me to do it for you."

  One-Pun obviously wasn't joking.

  He might not engage in evil deeds like the suppressing others with his fist, but it did not mean that he would not use his fist to fight for justice! Or it could be said that One-Pun's punch was born for that reason!

  As for weakening the Hero Association and Thor?

  Why would it matter to him?

  He was a hero, a hero for victims and not a hero for a hero faction, much less a hero for the Hero Association!

  The crowd in the meeting room turned alarmed and afraid when they realized that One-Pun was truly enraged. They wanted to persuade One-Pun to calm down and think of the consequences, but no one had the guts to speak up as they were afraid that they would implicate themselves.

  The suited man who had always been eloquent sealed his lips tightly with an ashen expression. The middle-aged woman that was not bad at her 'mouth work' was shuddering in fear. She did not even dare move her tongue.

  Zhang Meng's expression was extremely cold. The hot-tempered him could not tolerate the provocation of others. If not for One-Pun being truly powerful, he would have attacked in rage. So even though One-Pun was strong, it did not mean he could swallow his anger!

  "You are taking bullying to the extreme! I did not want to go so far as to fight you, but you ended up thinking that I'm a coward that can be bullied by the likes of you?"

  Zhang Meng said with a scoff, "You and I are both at the Psionic Imperial Realm. Even if you are stronger than me, how much stronger can you be? How can my knees be something you can shatter as you please!?"

  Zhang Meng had never bowed his head to beg for mercy even when Thor’s Thunder Emperor was angered. Brute Ax Boor similarly would not succumb to force!

  "Then, I'll be making my move," said One-Pun calmly.

  He suddenly took a step forward!

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  Chapter471 Is this the time to act cute?

  Right after One-Pun took his first step, Zhang Meng raised his Thunderclap Ax. The muscles on his arms bulged like protruding dragons as he stared at his opponent with a furious glare. He took a big step forward before charging like an ox!

  He roared angrily and with a sudden wave of his arms, the Thunderclap Ax came crashing down at One-Pun!

  With a thundering blast, the Thunderclap Ax surprisingly produced devastating thunderbolts!

  Peng! Peng! Peng!

  All the lights in the meeting room shattered in response!

  Zhang Meng knew that he was no match for One-Pun, so how could he allow One-Pun to take the initiative?

  The only thing he could do was to strike preemptively!

  Zhang Meng used all his strength and he no longer held back his Psionic Imperial Suppression. All of it was released in an instant and the immense power was like a massive power crashing down from the sky. The members of the upper echelons who had led comfortable lives obviously could not escape unscathed. Immediately, many of them gaped and turned limp, while others knelt to the ground with tied tongues. Some even fainted!

  Zhang Meng's Psionic Imperial domain was fully released in an instant. Psionic power in a fifty-kilometer radius around him was transformed by him into lightning. With a roar, he gathered the lightning on his ax, conjuring devastating thunderbolts!

  This strike was powered by the full strength of a Psionic Imperial expert. It was also Brute Ax Boor Zhang Meng's strongest attack!

  One-Pun's expression remained calm. His dull and inert eyes did not appear alarmed in any way despite facing Zhang Meng's sudden attack. All he did was to come to an abrupt stop and with a lift of his shoulders, he bent his arm upwards as his forearm moved to his side. His slightly clenched fist was thrust head on like a baton!

  Everyone was stunned. One-Pun, who had the title of Moon Reflection Sword Master, had not pulled the Moon Reflection Blade by his waist while facing Zhang Meng's powerful strike?

  Only the eyes of the white-browed elder, who had his head lowered in a subservient look, flashed with a glimmer. All the turbid moonlight instantly gathered on One-Pun's fist!

  The punch was not considered 'heavy'. Not only did it lack the force of Mt Tai, it was even inferior to the strength of tigers and leopards!

  However, the punch was absolutely not 'light' either. That was because the devastating thunderbolts in the meeting room had instantly crumbled from the straight punch!

  No, what shattered was not only limited to the thunderbolts!

  "Boom!"

  The Thunderclap Ax that had been tempered from refined steel clashed with One-Pun's fist of flesh and blood; but in an instant, the Thunderclap Ax began to crack, and with a deafening explosion, it shattered!

  The alarmed Zhang Meng's eyes were filled with disbelief. His Psionic Imperial domain had been so easily destroyed? Even the Thunderclap Ax had been shattered with a single punch?

  The Thunderclap Ax was not considered a powerful divine weapon, but it had some fame to it. It could be said to be in the top hundred of China's weapon rankings. It had fought alongside him for more than a decade, chopping through astral beasts and cleaving calamity fiends apart. It was bound to be damaged, but it was so easily turned to smithereens from a punch?

  How could that happen!?

  Zhang Meng only maintained his shock for a moment because the fist was still continuing on its trajectory!

  Thunderclap Ax was only the beginning. One-Pun's fist had already moved past the shattered ax head as it slammed straight toward Zhang Meng's chest!

  "I don't believe it!"

  Zhang Meng widened his eyes angrily. He suddenly threw up his chest to take on One-Pun's fist!

  Zhang Meng roared as his brawny chest was immediately covered in a blackish-gold halo. It was as though he was wearing blackish-gold armor!

  Psionic Imperial Hardening Armor!

  After a Psionite entered the Psionic Imperial Realm, even the simplest Psionic Hardening would be enhanced to Psionic Imperial Hardening Armor. Furthermore, Zhang Meng was not using the most basic Psionic Imperial Hardening Armor, but the A-class psionic defensive skill—Blackgold Combat Armor!

  Brute Ax Boor, Zhang Meng, had once relied on the Blackgold Combat Armor's defense to rush in and out of Astral Calamity Beasts' encirclements. He had slaughtered all of them without being injured at all!

  He refused to believe that One-Pun's fist could smash through his Blackgold Combat Armor!

  However, at the moment Zhang Meng's chest was struck by One-Pun's fist, he suddenly realized what it meant by the idiom—a mantis obstructing a chariot!

  "Pu!"

  Zhang Meng spurted out a mouthful of boiling blood. His Blackgold Combat Armor had been instantly shattered by the fist while his chest was caved in like a sand pit. If One-Pun had not shown him mercy, it was very likely that the punch was enough to penetrate his chest. But even so, Zhang Meng still flew out
like a cannonball. With a bang, he broke through the wall and flew out of the meeting room. He had nearly fainted in mid-air.

  Everyone drew a gasp as they stared at the wall that Zhang Meng had crashed through as if they had seen a ghost.

  No, what wall was there?

  The wind that accompanied the retraction of One-Pun's fist had caused the entire wall slab of the meeting room to crumble into rubble! Burning hot sunlight immediately entered the room but the members of the various organizations only felt a coldness sweep through their bodies.

  As they stiffly turned their heads to look out, they were appalled to realize that Zhang Meng had already flown away with no clear sight of him.