Lu Chengfeng took a deep breath, fully integrating the gift from the Zhao Family Ancestor. Although his spiritual will was not yet resilient and clear, and lacking resources, he could not achieve the Half-Step Celestial Human in one leap.
But even when faced with a top master who had refined their martial arts technique to the Twenty-Seventh Layer of Perfection, he could hold his own against them.
As for those whose spiritual will was inferior to his, he could kill them as easily as slaughtering a dog. Even Li Xiaotian among a thousand troops would be speared to death by him.
Even if he wasn’t as good as Zhu Yuxian, he shouldn’t be utterly powerless. Since Zhu Yuxian wasn’t using Black Fiend Soul-Stealing Qi, could it be that he couldn’t even block a single punch?
He inhaled and exhaled, the True Qi circulating through his limbs and every part of his body, rging Essence, Qi, and Spirit, the Red Dragon True Intent roaring, the profound aning of the Blazing Fire Spear swirling in his mind.
Among the various martial arts he had learned, he had gained the deepest insight from the Blazing Fire Spear, as this martial art had been cultivated to the Twenty-Seventh Layer of Perfection by the Zhao Family Ancestor.
Lu Chengfeng settled his heart, rging true intent with True Qi, as if a red dragon within him was rolling and roaring, yearning to break free and soar to the heavens.
His body was like a prison, as if shackling a flood dragon, harnessing its power for his own use, while the montum on him steadily rose like a fire blazing ever more fiercely.
Compared to him, Zhu Yuxian seed exceptionally calm, her white robes fluttering gently, her long hair dancing ssily, with her left hand behind her back and her right hand clenched into a fist, quietly watching Lu Chengfeng gather his strength.
After about a dozen breaths, Lu Chengfeng’s entire montum reached its peak, like a bronze furnace burning with fiery flas, with a faint sound of a dragon’s roar echoing.
"Watch closely!"
Zhu Yuxian said lightly, and the next mont, her fist ca crashing down, devoid of any earth-shattering montum, no flashy changes, nor any intricate transfer of power.
Yet this seemingly ordinary punch continued to hurl towards Lu Chengfeng.
"Blazing Fire Spear, Ignite the Heavens!" In Lu Chengfeng’s eyes, it seed like fire flickered, he unhesitantly executed one of the killing moves of the Prairie Fire Spear Technique, stepping forward suddenly like a dragon breaking free from confinent, his body like a flood dragon, fiercely pouncing forward.
This strike unleashed all his power, rging Essence, Qi, and Spirit into one, turning into a red dragon soaring skyward, the True Qi within him burning fiercely, making the air outside his body seem to distort.
Fiery, vigorous, violent, like a true dragon clawing wildly forward.
The profound aning of the Eight Desolates Divine Fire Dragon, the profound aning of the Blazing Fire Spear, at this mont rged into one, all integrated into Lu Chengfeng’s fists and palms, pouring out with his Red Dragon True Intent.
The rage of a common man, blood splattering within five steps!
Lu Chengfeng’s will seed to roar, wanting to overthrow the woman pressing down upon him.
Boom!
Their fists and palms collided.
Lu Chengfeng only felt an irresistible, firm, overwhelming will surge in like a mountain-shattering wave.
Too terrifying!
Too horrifying!
That will was transcendental, containing an aura of dread and fear, obliterating his Red Dragon True Intent, shattering his common man’s rage, and crushing his True Qi.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Lu Chengfeng even heard the wailing of his muscles and bones, his organs trembling, his blood reversing, and then his entire body was slamd back, soaring a dozen zhang into the air, then falling to the ground, colliding with ice and rocks.
Pain! Inconceivable pain!
Lu Chengfeng couldn’t help but let out a roar, "This is impossible?!"
He couldn’t believe that his full-strength strike was so fragile, utterly crushed by just one punch, and if Zhu Yuxian hadn’t held back, he would have been smashed into a bloody pulp by that punch.
"I don’t believe it, co again!"
Lu Chengfeng endured the numbness and pain in his muscles and bones, flipping up directly from the ground, roaring, unleashing the profound aning of the Eight Desolates Divine Fire Dragon Grand Outline, the Blazing Fire Spear, and the Eight Desolates Sea-Swallowing Skill perfectly rging together.
Whew!
As he exhaled, a fierce wind swept across the cliff top, as if a giant creature was exhaling.
Lu Chengfeng had never been so serious; Zhu Yuxian’s punch just now nearly collapsed his will and shattered his faith.
Since spearing Li Xiaoyun, he considered that as long as he didn’t provoke the Celestial Human, he could roam freely in the Martial World, but he never expected to be so easily defeated today.
Lu Chengfeng was filled with anger, the profound aning of the Eight Desolates Divine Fire Dragon Cultivation Technique flowing, the two unparalleled martial arts perfectly rging.
He stepped forward, each step causing the ice and rocks beneath to burst open, with the fierce wind howling, lifting ice and snow, blotting out the sky.
Zhu Yuxian remained standing quietly in place, her robes fluttering as if she was a fairy ready to soar with the wind.
When only one zhang of distance remained between them, Zhu Yuxian made her move once more, still delivering that seemingly ordinary punch, her jade-like hand forming a fist, flowing with a warm luster and then crashing down.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The mont when their entire scene collided, Lu Chengfeng felt as if his mind was about to explode.
In a daze, he saw a scroll, a red dragon surrounded by fiery flas rolling and roaring, crying out to the heavens, and in the heavens above, a female immortal surrounded by immortal light, standing on clouds, reached out her hand and then...
Seized the dragon with one hand!
No matter how the red dragon struggled viciously, it was firmly suppressed by that celestial hand, unable to break free.
This scene flashed by, and Lu Chengfeng suddenly spat out blood, retreating seven steps, the ground completely collapsing, carving out a deep gully.
He suddenly knelt to one knee, motionless for a long while.
The scene just now was neither real nor illusionary, but a spiritual phenonon generated during the confrontation of their spiritual wills.
This ti, Lu Chengfeng finally felt Zhu Yuxian’s spiritual will with crystal clarity.
It was a will completely transcending the mundane, terrifyingly overriding his own, capable of annihilating his spirit, causing instant death.
For the first ti, he truly realized Zhu Yuxian’s strength and horror wasn’t in the Black Fiend Soul-Stealing Qi divine skill, nor in her True Qi and martial arts, but her spiritual will.
An incomparably surpassing spiritual will, far beyond even the Zhao Family Ancestor at his peak!
That was... the Immortal Will!
In this life, in this world, only to beco an immortal!
That will was so intense, almost tangible, breaking barriers, creating tangible scenarios.
Too terrifying!
Lu Chengfeng had never seen such steadfast, persistent, and formidable spiritual will, as if, through endless reincarnation, she was determined to beco an immortal even in Hell.
Indestructible, unchangeable, unshakable!
Hundred years of the Red Dust, only to beco an immortal!
This was Zhu Yuxian’s will, her path.
For a mont, Lu Chengfeng even genuinely thought Zhu Yuxian was an immortal reincarnated, else how could soone have such intense, pure, even terrifying and fearso Immortal Will.
In the world, there are countless legends of immortals and gods, yet these legends have always been elusive, who can confirm the existence of immortals in this world?
Without witnessing firsthand, how can one be so resolute?
Lu Chengfeng knelt on the ground for a long ti before slowly standing up, his eyes becoming incomparably pure, the True Qi within him completely burning.
"Master, I want to take one more punch!"
Zhu Yuxian looked into his eyes, instantly understanding everything, showing a faint smile, "Alright!"
"Watch closely, I will make one last punch."
As the words fell, a punch crossed the air, aid at Lu Chengfeng’s brow.
Boom!
The fierce and vigorous punch wind made Lu Chengfeng’s clothes flutter wildly, his hair flying backward, dancing in the wind.
That jade-like handprint stopped half a cun from Lu Chengfeng’s brow, not off by a fraction, precise to the utmost.
But Lu Chengfeng had already closed his eyes at so point.
Compared to the previous two punches, Zhu Yuxian’s punch this ti was without any True Qi and martial arts support, containing only the purest spiritual will.
Lu Chengfeng seed to hear a woman whisper in his ear, "I want to beco an immortal!"
The words were light, yet carried a determination not to fall through three lifetis!
Compared to this, his so-called thoughts of a common man seed so feeble and weak.
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