In such a state, so martial arts experts who are well-versed in the Martial Path can, in a very short ti, through rapid breathing and blood flow, cause their muscles to quickly engorge and expand, with their bones stretching in tandem.
Thus achieving giant transformation! To gain greater power and resistance to strikes.
If this terrifying secret martial arts technique were fully deployed in ancient tis, it would completely be called magic, and through miscommunication, would beco known as ’Heaven and Earth’.
In actuality, the principle behind this phenonon is very simple. After engaging in extrely intense anaerobic exercise, ordinary people’s muscles will also engorge and expand, and their muscle definition will beco clearer.
Martial artists experience the sa phenonon; however, an extrely skilled martial artist achieves this to a degree ten tis beyond that of ordinary people, and those more proficient in this art take it to the extre, thereby achieving a temporary giant transformation!
And this state is called ’Free Will’ by martial artists, with size adjusted at will!
The ultimate form can be referred to as ’Heaven and Earth’.
Like Tie Feng, after all, in ancient tis, having a super-strong martial artist of the Great Perfection Realm of Fist Technique erge, they would certainly be called a Grandmaster, one capable of defeating thousands.
"Good!!"
Tie Feng truly found excitent in the hunt; it had been a long ti since he’d t soone who could directly withstand his punch, let alone soone like Lu Ren, who was not yet at the Great Perfection Realm of Fist Technique.
He couldn’t help but shout loudly, his heart surging, as the hot blood within his strong physique surged through his limbs and bones, his spine like a towering dragon, fully awakening his terrifying physical qualities!
Every punch of his was like a giant elephant stomping the ground, with astonishing power, his fists tearing through the air with a whooshing sound.
He stood as firm as a rock, immovable as a mountain, with fists like rushing dragons and elephants, striking with extre fierceness, capable of shattering steel.
The shadow of his fists enveloped Lu Ren, and Tie Feng was like a tireless, rugged machine, opening wide and closing swiftly, overwhelmingly fierce and unstoppable.
The Dragon Elephant Rock Stream Fist was originally wide and bold, extrely suitable for soone like Tie Feng, with an inherently large and robust physique, to overpower others, quenching one force with ten, tearing enemies apart with the most ferocious stance!
Boom boom boom boom!!!
The sound of each punch landing between the two unleashed a terrifying, explosive noise, causing the ground beneath them to shatter and spew earth and stones, as trees around them, struck and scraped, exploded with fragnts, breaking into pieces.
And Lu Ren, even in front of Tie Feng, this Great Perfectionist of Fist Technique, was physically pushed back with great force, creating two long trenches in the ground.
He didn’t take a step back, yet was forcibly pushed back a great distance by the other’s imnse power.
The system sound of skill level prompts in his mind was a continuous blast, but Lu Ren had no energy to carefully look at it now.
At this mont, all his energy was focused on Tie Feng; the pressure brought by a Great Perfectionist of Fist Technique was the greatest he had faced so far, even in this world of Underworld Space.
As for that of the Corpse Demon, its level was too high, completely beyond comparison now.
The Phoenix Falcon Fist was ultimately not like the Dragon Elephant Rock Fist, which focused on external physical training.
He could withstand Tie Feng’s attacks purely because with every Tier One advancent in boxing skills through the system, he understood all the techniques at that level, and the enhanced control over his body that they brought.
This was a level far beyond what ordinary martial artists could reach, and from the perspective of micro-level body control, even the greatest boxing master, the peak martial artist who could push body potential to the extre, still could not reach perfect micro-level control.
This was the perfect control over the body.
This was Lu Ren’s strongest coping strategy against the Great Perfectionist of Fist Technique in front of him, the micro-level control power that allowed Lu Ren to mobilize every part of his body to respond to Tie Feng’s fists.
What made Lu Ren sowhat troubled was, Tie Feng himself was exceptionally gifted, naturally tall with long limbs, possessing imnse strength, and after years of rigorous training with the Dragon Elephant Rock Stream Fist, in terms of strength and physical ability, he fell far short of him.
This was a super-individual who had practiced first-class boxing skills to perfection, extracting the body’s potential to the extre state humans could achieve.
Tie Feng’s every punch was like a massive iron hamr, driving through the air with a dull thud, crazily pounding towards Lu Ren.
Even when blocking the fists with his boxing stance, Lu Ren could feel the terrifying power and vibration that could displace a small car.
Pain, numbness!
The very real sense of oppression brought Lu Ren extre pressure and stimulation, the feeling that if he faltered for even a mont, a single defensive error would allow the opponent’s fist to break through and shatter his body...
Yet, he suddenly didn’t feel overly scared, but rather sowhat excited, gradually entering a state where his skill level was rising in his mind...
"Ding, you’ve used Phoenix Falcon Fist in a life-and-death battle, gaining skill level 1"
"Ding, you’ve experienced so insights with Phoenix Falcon Fist in a life-and-death battle, gaining skill level 10"
"Ding, due to high-intensity exercise, your agility, and strength skill level 5"
"Ding..."
With the continuous improvent of skill level, Lu Ren could execute actions stronger than the last, dodge more quickly, and fight more swiftly.
He didn’t blink, and in this dark forest, his eyes were as bright as the moon!
Nothing outside his trance, only battle!
Tie Feng could clearly sense that every punch Lu Ren threw carried slightly more power than before, and his blocking was slightly faster.
The opponent’s power and speed seed to be increasing at a very slow rate during the battle; one should never underestimate this degree of improvent.
Each advance in the physical qualities of a top-tier martial artist is extrely difficult, and breaking through the limits within limits is essentially a trendously difficult endeavor.
But the Lu Ren before him hadn’t reached his limit yet; though he was an inch away from success, there was still considerable room for improvent.
This noticeable improvent was slowly balancing the scales of victory, even tipping towards Lu Ren.
This profoundly shocked Tie Feng, already harboring lethal intent that was now boiling over like water, refusing to stop.
He absolutely had to kill the person in front of him, or the next mont his own life would be forfeit.
This was a premonition he could clearly feel.
Tie Feng’s seemingly chaotic and violent punching, with each fist like a heavy cannon, enveloped Lu Ren like a shell fired from a cannon.
But in Lu Ren’s eyes, these chaotic fists had patterns, and the sequence of punches was gradually being distinguished.
He was quickly adapting to Tie Feng’s punch patterns, or rather, Tie Feng’s punches weren’t complicated from the start.
When absolute power can solve everything, complex moves and force variations beco quickly simplified, with exertion emphasizing the maximal display of strength, the fastest punch, the strongest power!
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