Boom!
A thunderous sound breaking all techniques reverberated as Jiang Tianzhen was instantly blown away, crashing into the mountainside a dozen ters away, leaving a deep crater.
As Wang Longhu landed, he bounced up again and charged into the deep pit caused by Jiang Tianzhen.
He directly grabbed Jiang Tianzhen’s hair and slamd his head forcefully against the nearby rocks.
Boom boom boom!
The entire interior of the mountainside roared with massive rumblings, making the place seem as if it would collapse.
Zhang Yuanying, standing outside, couldn’t see the situation clearly and was especially anxious.
Wang Longhu grabbed Jiang Tianzhen’s hair and continuously punched his face.
At first, Jiang Tianzhen was able to resist with Gang Qi, but soon even that couldn’t withstand Wang Longhu’s punches, leaving him bruised and battered, with even his facial bones shattered.
In the face of absolute might, he was utterly suppressed.
Yet even with such severe injuries, Jiang Tianzhen showed no sign of being gravely hurt.
He still actively resisted Wang Longhu’s strikes, grabbing Wang Longhu’s arm and throwing him onto the mountainside.
Then, his five fingers pressed against Wang Longhu’s chest as Gang Qi shot forth along the skin with a thud.
Sensing the pain in his chest, Wang Longhu retaliated with an elbow, causing blood to spray from his nostrils, then he grabbed Jiang Tianzhen’s nape and smashed his head against his own knee.
Every punch from Wang Longhu could make the mountain rumble incessantly.
Even a block of steel would be deford by Wang Longhu’s blows, yet Jiang Tianzhen grew braver as he fought, with a gradually excited battle spirit in his eyes.
"Hassan’s Paradise Garden! So it’s spiritual immortality!"
In the midst of being beaten, Jiang Tianzhen’s gaze grew clear, and he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
His injuries rapidly healed, with his wounds visibly nding, and even the bones broken by Wang Longhu were regenerating.
Apart from the bloodstains on his face, there was no evidence that this guy had just been rendered powerless by Wang Longhu.
"How is this possible?!" Wang Longhu’s eyes widened, unable to believe it.
He never believed in injuries healing quickly without supernatural abilities or special functions; such self-healing was unimaginable for the human body.
Whether it’s bleeding or bone fractures, fundantally they rely on the body’s regenerative and repair capabilities.
Through the regeneration of tissues and the proliferation of granulation, experiencing cell proliferation, epidermal and other tissue regeneration, ultimately achieving wound healing.
And bone fractures are similar; it also requires ti.
How could it be healed in the blink of an eye, unless the cell regeneration speed was a thousand tis that of normal people?
Even Wang Longhu, with a physique of 20.00, couldn’t achieve that.
"Formless Heaven targets spiritual cultivation. When one’s spirit is strong enough, they can control everything about the body — nerves, blood, skin, and even the rate of cell regeneration!
Li Qionghao, you really presented a great gift back then, hahaha, you witnessing my Formless Heaven is your fortune too.
Today, I’ll make an example of you; to die under my Formless Heaven, witnessing the path of the Upper Dantian, you won’t have lived in vain."
Jiang Tianzhen laughed wildly, bringing his palms together, two index fingers pressed side by side, and pointed directly at Wang Longhu.
Instantly, an exceptionally powerful Gang Qi burst forth, hitting Wang Longhu squarely at the Shanzhong Acupoint on his chest.
Caught off guard, Wang Longhu was blasted away, penetrating through seven or eight ters of rock before getting stuck among rubble.
A fist-sized, bloody round hole deep enough to see the bone appeared on his chest. If Jiang Tianzhen’s earlier White Lotus Thirty-Six Qi Swords were a handgun,
then the Gang Qi he just unleashed had the power of artillery.
Yet Wang Longhu wasn’t intimidated by Jiang Tianzhen’s transformation, instead, he pondered deeply over what Jiang Tianzhen just said.
"Spiritual cultivation, controlling everything about the body, the path of the Upper Dantian..." Wang Longhu murmured to himself.
Jiang Tianzhen’s words were like a key invisibly opening a door that Wang Longhu had never imagined.
The hardest part is finding the door to inspiration, and once it’s opened, endless ideas erge.
Wang Longhu was now imrsed in it; perhaps he finally understood what it takes to master the Condensing Pill of the Upper Dantian.
Without giving Wang Longhu ti to catch his breath, three Gang Qi swords followed closely.
They struck Wang Longhu’s shoulder, abdon, and thigh in succession.
Jiang Tianzhen, carrying an aura of dominance, strode forward, his face full of contempt for the world.
Above his body, the phantom of the White Dragon Turtle grew increasingly solid, indicating the rise of Jiang Tianzhen’s spirit.
A Martial Artist reaching the Hidden Pill Realm will be stuck at Gang Qi if they fail to find a path to condense the Pill in the Upper Dantian.
Unless like Wang Longhu, possessing a panel that can break all techniques with sheer force, most Gang Qi Grandmasters will end up having equivalent strength.
You have Gang Qi, I have Gang Qi too; unless there’s a twenty-year age gap, there won’t be much difference in physical strength.
To gain the upper hand, one must hone the use of Gang Qi.
The one who wields Gang Qi with greater power will naturally be stronger.
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