[In the 273rd year, I still made no progress. This ti I couldn’t see the road ahead at all because I am the furthest along the path.]
[I have evolved the Spring Thunder Technique, which at its peak only reached Great Success, to the level of Breaking Limit. No one in the world understands it better than I do.]
[I let out a sigh.]
In the clinic, Zhang Fusheng’s brows were tightly closed, the bones in his body crackling. A smile erged on his face. He extended a finger, and a sound like thunder burst from the fingertip, followed by a shockwave like an explosive detonation!
The shockwave swept across. The surgical bed was flipped over, bottles and jars shattered, and the floor cracked, revealing the potent explosives buried underneath.
This was the Thunder Bursting Force.
"Breaking Limit Spring Thunder Technique..."
"No, it shouldn’t be called Spring Thunder Technique anymore."
Zhang Fusheng breathed steadily, ten ters, a hundred ters, a thousand ters!
A thousand ters around of Mysterious Factors surged madly, converging above his head into a small vortex, desperately pouring into his body!
In just a few breaths.
The thousand ters of Mysterious Factors around him... were completely absorbed by him.
After breaking the chain of limits, the Spring Thunder Technique is a Breathing Technique, but it no longer quite resembles a Breathing Technique.
"The Spring Thunder True Intent originally only aligned with my body; now, it is integrated with my blood and qi."
"The Great Tide True Intent is progressing the least, only circulating in my hands. The Yin Snake True Intent covers half my body, and the Spring Thunder True Intent is pervasive in my body, even existing within my blood and qi..."
"Is this the second stage of True Intent?"
"Intention and Body Unity, Intention and Qi Integration... The next stage, could it be Intention and Spirit Unity?"
Zhang Fusheng quietly sensed the changes within his body. At the Martial Artist stage, it was impossible to separate qi and blood from the body, but he could take a different route.
He cut open his fingertip, and the crimson blood flowed out,
Zhang Fusheng exerted force, and his qi and blood roiled, mixing with the blood and shooting out from his fingertip. At the mont the blood, qi, and blood separated from the body!
’Boom!’
The crimson blood was stained with a bright white hue, fiercely striking the wall. The wall was pierced through,
Even the dense earth and stone behind it were penetrated for several ters, showing a charred black pattern like lightning—just as if struck by a thunderbolt!
"It isn’t Thunder Bursting Force, nor Spring Thunder True Intent, nor Spring Thunder Breathing Technique..."
"After Breaking Limit, they should be called [True Thunder]."
"True Thunder Force! True Thunder Intent! True Thunder Technique!"
Zhang Fusheng laughed heartily, the vicissitudes of nearly three hundred years quickly fading from him,
But the scarlet hue still lingered in his eyes—an aura of violence.
Almost suppressing it beca impossible.
"Now, it is eighty years of martial arts!"
Liao Xianji’s eighty years of martial arts cultivation were taken by him.
[In the first year, I advanced like a bamboo splitting open, entering the Eight Refinents Perfection]
[In the second year, I advanced like a bamboo splitting open, entering the Ninth Refinent]
[In the third year, my calm breathing drained the Mysterious Factors within a kiloter, I had no need for ti accumulation]
[In a month, I reached Nine Refinents Perfection. Also, in this year, I advanced like a bamboo splitting open, achieving Ten Refinents]
[The first shackle in my bones was broken, and under the infusion of Mysterious Factors, the marrow within my bones was like jade]
In the cluttered basent clinic, Zhang Fusheng suddenly burst into tears.
"Three years....."
"Just three years!"
"I finally, finally beca a genius too!"
"My talent now stands unparalleled, brilliance lasting through the ages!"
The hardships of going from a diocrity to a genius, the difficulties of these past half a month, only he knew!
Well, it didn’t seem all that hard, nor all that difficult.
[In the fourth year, my cultivation progress slowed, but still advanced like a bamboo splitting open. Within a year, Ten Refinents Great Success was achieved.]
[Two years later, in the sixth year, I successfully stepped into the Eleventh Refinent]
[Seven years later, in my thirteenth year of bitter cultivation, I reached Twelve Refinents Perfection, with a strength of 108,000 catties!]
[In the fourteenth year, I launched an attack on the level of Martial Arts Master, trying to uncover the great secrets within my five viscera.]
[I failed]
[In the fifteenth year, I dug deep into research and launched another attack on the level of Martial Arts Master, and failed again.]
[In the sixteenth year.....]
Zhang Fusheng’s smile gradually disappeared, turning increasingly ferocious.
[In the thirty-seventh year, I still couldn’t beco a Martial Arts Master. I felt that sothing critical was missing—what exactly is it!!]
[In the thirty-eighth year, my grand aspirations remained undying, my spirit still bold. The path through the five viscera was impassable, so I opened a new path!]
[In the forty-second year, I still hadn’t uncovered the great secrets of the five viscera, always missing sothing, but I succeeded again]
[I used Giant’s Observation as a reference to develop a brand new path, allowing to grow my body to three ters high]
[It is growth, not expansion]
[When I liberated the three-ter true form, my strength broke through 150,000 jin]
[I nad it the Thirteenth Refinent!]
[Twenty years later, in the sixty-third year, with the complete liberation of the true form, I was over five ters tall, but I found this was also the limit]
[I could no longer continue to grow]
[Another seventeen years passed]
[In the eightieth year, I still couldn’t uncover the great secret of the five organs, the Thirteenth Refinent seed truly the end, the over five ters height was the limit, I completely gave up]
[I stood atop a tall mountain, liberated the six-ter true form, and cursed the heavens in anger]
[Damn you, thieving heavens!]
Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes.
His body swelled, no, it grew.
Compressed bones and organs expanded proportionally, the power buried for decades was liberated, breaking through the basent.
Over five ters tall, precisely a zhang and six chi.
Exactly the "asure of zhang six."
Legend has it, the Buddha had a golden body of zhang six.
Muscles knotted and bulged, after consuming the Fearless Lion’s at, that golden Buddha’s light hidden beneath the skin erged,
Zhang Fusheng looked like a giant golden man of zhang six height.
But this ti, even the Buddha’s light could not suppress the rage in his heart.
Eighty years of mories crashed in his mind, that initial ambition and determination,
then the anger at being unable to break through the realm, followed by the hardship of paving the path, the grievance of not advancing despite all efforts...
"Damn you, thieving heavens!" The giant golden man roared, the basent, the clinic, earth and stone...
all were torn apart and soared into the sky amidst the roar!!
Dust billowed, covering a hundred ters radius, surging twenty to thirty ters into the sky.
Above, there was a faint sense of being watched.
It was the Sky Eye Satellite, the massive dust had attracted it.
"Peeking at again..."
Zhang Fusheng’s eyes were like bronze bells, exuding a crimson fury, his lower body buried in the collapsed basent, his upper body protruding from the ground.
He brushed aside the rubble, tore off a fractured pavent over three ters large, holding this massive chunk of reinforced concrete.
Despite the dust obstructing the view, unable to see the Sky Eye Satellite— in reality, even without the dust, it couldn’t be seen from such a height.
But Zhang Fusheng could sense it.
He roared, bellowed, his palms cracked, blood mixed with qi and blood soaked into the reinforced concrete, twisting his waist, rotating, exerting strength!
The imnse force over 300,000 jin was fully accumulated, the Great Tide True Intent began to ’ebb’, like the bowstring pulled tight,
like the sudden massive ebb of the tide hinting at an imminent tsunami,
the Great Tide True Intent ebbed to the limit, then exploded.
"Look, look, look at your mother’s head!"
Throwing.
No, it should be called ’shooting’.
Using the body as a bow, the stone as an arrow.
This conically fractured pavent, under the reverse thrust of the Great Tide True Intent, was like an arrow off the string, breaking the sound barrier the instant it left the hands, unleashing a sharp whistle, tearing through the air, tearing through the dust!
Not just supersonic!!
True Thunder Intent attached to it, a second explosion, a second acceleration!
The fractured pavent shot toward the celestial vault, under extre speed, enormous friction brought terrifying heat, the reinforced concrete glowed with a fiery red!
The shattered stones scraped off under high-speed friction also turned fiery red, trailing behind the fractured pavent,
like the long tail fla dragged by a fire teor.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Thirty seconds.
The fire teor surged upward.
Yet to reach the one hundred kiloters high sky,
the fire teor’s montum ceased, began to disintegrate and fall, only an invisible clump of qi and blood remained after the blood burned dry, continuing upward.
It reached the edge of the atmosphere.
An invisible clump of qi and blood exploded with the remaining True Thunder Intent.
’Boom! Crack!’
The sound of thunder exploded in the sky, a bright white Thunderbolt blossod on the edge of the atmosphere.
Burning fragnts and satellite remnants,
fell towards the earth.
He shot down the satellite.
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