Faced with Zhong Lin’s terrifying punch, Yuan Fei roared to the sky, and the giant ape’s phantom behind him unexpectedly rged directly into his body. Imdiately, an even more dreadful aura exploded from him, and his flesh grew another ter out of thin air, reaching a height of four ters, resembling the Immortal of Colossal Spirit.
"Is that it? If that’s all, then die!"
Zhong Lin snorted coldly, and the "Divine Mountain" ford by his Fist Intent howled out, imdiately pressing down on Yuan Fei.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions echoed in the void as Yuan Fei’s massive body collided repeatedly with the "Divine Mountain" ford by Zhong Lin. Waves of violent air roared upward from the sky, transforming into endless tornadoes that swept up the sand and dust from the ground.
"Is this... Fist Intent?"
Wan Pu exclaid, sensing the terrifying Fist Intent of Zhong Lin, his expression changing drastically.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
The aftermath of their battle had already instilled fear in him. Taking advantage of the mont when the Fist Intent loosened during Zhong Lin’s fight with Yuan Fei, he shouted for his fellow disciples to retreat quickly, withdrawing several hundred ters.
"Senior brother, Elder Zhong is clearly only at the Spirit Sea Realm in cultivation, how can his aura be so powerful?"
"Indeed! And why does the mountain phantom make feel like I’m being suppressed by a real mountain?"
Wan Pu’s eyes were tightly fixed on Zhong Lin battling in the sky, filled with fervor.
"Fist Intent, it is because Elder Zhong has comprehended Fist Intent."
Hearing this, the others were montarily stunned, then gasped in shock.
The Conception, Elder Zhong actually comprehended the Conception.
Fist Intent is a kind of Conception. Only when one has practiced their punching art to the utmost and sublimated that utmost point, can one comprehend the Conception of the world and integrate it into oneself, thus shaping one’s Fist Intent.
Just like the Sword Intent of the Sword Cultivator, the Sword Intent of the Sword Cultivator, and the Gun Intent of the Spear Cultivator...
Only by comprehending one’s own Conception can one take the first step towards becoming stronger.
In the void, Zhong Lin and Yuan Fei had already exchanged hands countless tis, each collision causing the Heaven and Earth’s Essence Qi to tremble.
At this mont, Yuan Fei had blood at the corners of his mouth, and his fur was slightly disheveled. Just now, in that fierce clash, his internal organs were severely injured, gaining no advantage whatsoever.
One must know, he was a strong person at the Spirit Embryo Realm, a whole realm higher than Zhong Lin. Yet not only did he fail to kill him, but he himself was seriously injured instead.
At this ti, Yuan Fei looked at Zhong Lin with fear. He also sensed the terrifying Fist Intent surging from Zhong Lin, and his killing intent beca more intense.
This is a genius.
Those who can comprehend the Conception are geniuses.
Yet their hero is my enemy.
"Human Clan, I didn’t expect you to comprehend Fist Intent. Unfortunately, you must die today; no one can save you."
Yuan Fei dared not be arrogant anymore, grabbing a golden iron rod from the void with his right hand.
No, not a rod.
More like an iron pillar, this iron rod was as thick as a rice bowl, emitting a faint golden light.
"No, that Water Monkey in his hand is a Spiritual Artifact; damn it, he doesn’t follow martial ethics; why take up weapons when it was clearly a bare-handed fight?"
Xu Youde pointed at Yuan Fei, shouting in anger.
Friends of Zhong Lin, Lei Jun, and Tong Ming also started to curse loudly.
Wan Pu’s face turned extrely unpleasant: "The Spiritual Artifact I gave to Elder Zhong was a sword. Zhong Lin has comprehended Fist Intent; the Spirit Sword can’t unleash his power."
Ignoring Xu Youde and others, who were like ants on a hot pan, Zhong Lin exhaled and shouted, pulling his fist into his abdon; an overwhelming ferocious aura suddenly burst from him.
"Want to kill ? Then let’s see if you have the ability. I have one punch, please taste it."
As his voice fell, a low, wailing roar ca from the void, and the phantoms of fierce beasts appeared behind Zhong Ling.
If one looked closely, they would find these phantoms were precisely the Sea Beasts on the current battlefield.
Zhong Lin was using the "Ancient Ferocious Beast Fist"; this boxing technique has only one move, which is to visualize nurous fierce beasts and integrate them into a punch. The more fierce beasts visualized, the stronger this punch becos.
According to the Full Level boxing experience, theoretically, up to eighty-one thousand different fierce beasts can be integrated into this punch.
However, few have accomplished this.
After all, the more fierce beast phantoms are integrated, the more ferocious aura bombards one’s mind.
This boxing technique is sowhat similar to the "Seven Injuries Fist" from novels of past lives; practice causes seven injuries, first harming oneself, then the enemy.
Zhong Lin continuously road the battlefield in the previous fight, observing these Sea Beasts coming ashore, seizing the opportunity to visualize their ferocity and integrate it into his boxing technique.
Ordinary people naturally couldn’t do this; after all, visualizing a fierce beast into one’s boxing technique is not sothing accomplished overnight.
But who let Zhong Lin have a hack!
With the System’s assistance and Full Level experience, he had already mastered this boxing technique, needing only accumulation.
Moreover, Zhong Lin discovered that the Ancient Ferocious Beast Fist has another extrely powerful attribute.
It is the Illusionary Attack.
By using the ferocious aura of the fierce beasts when punching, it can actually induce illusions in an opponent.
Rounding it all up, isn’t this equivalent to the soul attacks that only soone at the Yunling Realm can achieve?
Without further hesitation, Zhong Lin waved his right hand and imdiately punched out.
"Boom!"
With a trendous sound, Zhong Lin punched out, the Fist Qi swift as a teor, and nurous Sea Beasts’ phantoms on the fist unexpectedly rged together, forming heads and limbs, turning into a fierce beast monster with a copper head and iron claws, a prominent horn on its head, and wings at its ribs. As it stepped on the void, rolling black clouds ford under its feet.
Roar!
Faced with this terrifying punch, Yuan Fei lifted the golden iron rod in his hand, the montum formidable enough to topple mountains and overturn seas.
Boom!
With a violent roar, the punch and rod collided, the void shattered, only the screech of fierce beasts’ cries, explosions echoed continuously.
Just when Yuan Fei relaxed, the fierce beast phantom unexpectedly passed through his iron rod, rushing into his mind amidst his horrified gaze.
In an instant, Yuan Fei felt enveloped by endless ferocity, his mind brimming with strange phenona, he seed to be in an endless battlefield, surrounded by various marine fierce beasts charging towards him without fear of life or death.
"Now."
A flash of Divine Light glead in Zhong Lin’s eyes; he stepped forward and appeared in front of Yuan Fei as if teleporting.
He clenched his right fist, threw an unremarkable punch, using no Martial Arts but rely relying on that unparalleled strength.
Bang!
Yuan Fei’s head exploded on the spot under this punch like a waterlon, with various red and white matter spilling all over, and his body also fell from the sky.
Zhong Lin grabbed and directly stored the corpse in his bracelet.
This was a Spirit Embryo Realm Sea Clan body; how could it be wasted?
Looking at the Sea Ape corpse lacking a head in the Storage Bracelet, a boundless heroic spirit arose in Zhong Lin’s heart.
He did it!
With the Spirit Sea Realm, he slew a Spirit Embryo Realm strong foe.
Killing an enemy across a realm.
"So it turns out I also have the bearing of a protagonist."
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