Chapter 269: Fist Formation Reflects, Fist Technique Grandmaster!

Chapter 269: Fist Formation Reflects, Fist Technique Grandmaster!



On the vast expanse of ice, a fierce blizzard raged across the heavens and earth.

At this moment, a towering creature with six arms, four legs, and standing over ten feet tall, strode across the thick ice, rushing towards a solitary island rising from the snowy landscape.

With each breath, it covered a distance of a li, its massive body stirring up a terrifying storm, causing layers of snow to swirl in its wake.

Three hundred meters away, Jiang Ning stood atop a cliff, calmly observing the rapidly approaching Wind Deity Messenger.

The Wind Deity Messenger, in its Divine Descendant form, exerted considerable pressure on Jiang Ning's mind.

After all, the arrows he had shot, imbued with the power of gale and thunder, had failed to inflict even the slightest injury on the current Wind Deity Messenger.

Jiang Ning's Gale Thunder Arrow Technique was a middle-tier martial art, and it had broken limits three times.

The power of such a martial art had already surpassed that of ordinary high-tier martial arts.

Although the longbow he held in his hand couldn't fully unleash the potential of his arrow technique, Jiang Ning estimated that even with a suitable bow and arrow, allowing him to utilize his arrow technique to its fullest, it would still be difficult to pose a lethal threat to the Wind Deity Messenger in its current state.

After all, the Wind Deity Messenger, in its Divine Descendant form, not only possessed a formidable physical body but also had an almost immortal physique.

Even severe injuries would heal at a visible rate.

This recovery speed, combined with its robust body, made it incredibly challenging to defeat.

Unless the Wind Deity Messenger offered no resistance and allowed Jiang Ning's arrows to penetrate its skull, there was little chance of killing it.

Of course, this was just Jiang Ning's estimation.

There was still a suitable bow and arrow that could allow him to fully unleash the power of his arrow technique.

Everything was based on ideal conditions, which were far from the current situation.

However, instead of feeling tense or terrified, Jiang Ning felt a strange excitement.

Since embarking on the path of martial arts, he had never encountered such a suitable opponent to test his strength.

Previous opponents were either too strong, leaving him powerless to retaliate, or too weak, easily defeated by a few of his moves.

The Wind Deity Messenger, in Jiang Ning's eyes, was just right.

It provided him with significant pressure while still allowing him to feel that there was a chance to fight.

Now, with his strength significantly improved, he needed a formidable opponent to test his abilities.

As Jiang Ning watched the Wind Deity Messenger, three hundred meters away and rapidly closing in, he slowly clenched his fist.

He was gradually accumulating his fist formation.

In his heart, it was as if a fierce tiger had appeared.

A tiger engulfed in blazing flames.

This tiger was trapped within the confines of his heart, a cage for this king of the beasts.

But being the ruler of the forest, how could it bear to be confined in such a small space?

Within this tiny world, it raised its head, gazing upwards.

Its eyes burned with intense heat, fueled by an unyielding rage.

It gathered its strength, amassing the power to break free from its prison in one go.

On the other side, the Wind Deity Messenger, even in its transformed state with six arms as a Divine Descendant, faced greater wind resistance due to its massive size compared to before.

Yet, its speed remained undiminished, still capable of covering over a li with each breath.

In a mere three hundred meters, it didn't even need a full breath, a distance it could cover in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the six-armed Divine Descendant Wind Deity Messenger took a step forward, its heavy footfall causing a weathered rock that had withstood the elements to shatter into pieces.

The ten-foot-tall Wind Deity Messenger, now resembling a cannonball, shot towards Jiang Ning.

A thousand meters away, Star Guardian fixed his gaze on the scene unfolding on the island.

After spending so many days in Luo Shui County, he was well aware of one thing.

Jiang Commander was a clever man.

As a clever man, if he didn't flee, there must be a reason.

Star Guardian was curious about what that reason was, what reliance Jiang Ning had that allowed him to face such a terrifying existence without changing his expression or showing any fear.

On the cliff, the wind howled, causing Jiang Ning's clothes to flutter.

His black hair, already in disarray, danced wildly in the wind.

Jiang Ning's eyes were now closed, as he continued to accumulate his fist formation, testing himself.

Even as the Wind Deity Messenger, having shattered the rock and rising like a cannonball, approached within ten zhang, Jiang Ning's expression remained unchanged.

With his heightened senses, there was no difference between having his eyes closed or open.

Moreover, his spiritual field had already expanded, enveloping everything within a hundred meters.

Thus, every movement of the six-armed Divine Descendant Wind Deity Messenger was captured clearly in Jiang Ning's mind.

Then, when the Divine Descendant Wind Deity Messenger was only seven zhang away from the cliff where Jiang Ning stood, he remained motionless.

As the Wind Deity Messenger rose higher, its potential energy weakened accordingly, so Jiang Ning didn't rush.

As the distance between them narrowed further, six zhang, five zhang, four zhang...

When it was only three zhang away, Jiang Ning could even feel the astonishing heat emanating from the six-armed Divine Descendant Wind Deity Messenger.

The Divine Descendant Wind Deity Messenger's body temperature was clearly much higher than that of a normal person.

As the distance between the two narrowed to just two zhang, Jiang Ning remained unmoving.

The compressed air formed a fist wind that rushed towards him, causing the stray hairs on his temples to fly backwards.

When they were just one zhang apart, Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.

In that moment, two flaming tigers appeared in his pupils, one on each side.

The tigers roared towards the sky, as if howling at the vast heavens.

With his eyes open, the accumulated energy within him surged, and he chose to strike with a punch.

His body moved, and he unleashed a powerful blow.

Roar—

In an instant, Xing Huofa, a thousand li away, heard a tiger's roar that reverberated through the nine heavens.

At the same time, he saw a flaming tiger leap from the mountain cliff towards the ascending Feng Huofa.

"Fist Formation!"

"What an incredible fist formation!!"

Xing Huofa's expression changed drastically, filled with deep apprehension.

His mind had entertained numerous speculations, but he never imagined that Jiang Ning's reliance would be a fist formation, a tiger bathed in flames, roaring to the heavens.

This punch revealed to him a grandmaster who would soon surpass the threshold of fist technique.

He was also well aware that the flaming tiger and the reverberating tiger's roar were not truly there.

Just like the roaring sound, if he had closed his eyes and not witnessed the collision on the mountain cliff, he wouldn't have heard the reverberating tiger's roar.

Whether it was the tiger's roar or the flaming tiger reflected in his eyes, they were all projections of the fist formation in his mind, in his spiritual world.

These were non-existent illusions, what people often called hallucinations.

But these illusions were not entirely unreal.

They were the reflections of the fist formation in the spiritual realm, and being unable to escape its influence made it no different from reality.

Being enveloped by the fist formation, one's spirit would be suppressed, and their actions would be weakened by a third.

Every movement would be sluggish, and their reactions would be greatly diminished.

The stronger the fist formation, the more pronounced this influence would be.

In exaggerated cases, the mere suppression of the formation could cause the opponent's spirit to lose balance, leaving them unable to even think of making a move.

It was like a mouse encountering a cat, frozen in fear.

This was the terror of the formation.

Only by breaking free from the suppression of the formation could one fully unleash their true strength.

At the same time, in Jiang Ning's observed world, he had transformed into a flaming tiger, and each strike was accompanied by a resounding roar that shook the heavens.

This surging anger was palpable even from a distance of a thousand li.

Looking at this scene, a deep sense of envy filled his eyes.

To possess such a powerful fist formation was to hold the key to advancing from the fifth rank to the fourth.

He yearned for this key with all his heart.

Yet, he now saw this key in the hands of Jiang Ning, who was over a decade younger than him.

In that moment, he realized the vast gap between himself and the true geniuses.

A gap that left him feeling hopeless.

A hopelessness that he could never surpass in his lifetime.

Having taken a shortcut to reach this point, the next step for him was akin to crossing an insurmountable chasm.

On the mountain cliff, after a single strike, Jiang Ning felt an immense force crashing into him.

This force was far stronger than anything he had experienced before.

It was like a needle meeting a wheat awn.

Although he had momentarily pushed back the Wind Divine Messenger, he also felt his physical body bearing the brunt of this terrifying force, his muscles and bones shifting as if displaced, and a tearing pain coursing through his flesh.

"What terrifying strength!" Jiang Ning couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

In just one strike, he realized his inferiority in terms of strength and physical resilience compared to the Wind Divine Messenger in his divine descendant form.

The next moment, he felt a tingling sensation throughout his body.

His slightly displaced bones returned to their original positions.

The torn muscle fibers rapidly healed, returning to their original state.

In the blink of an eye, countless minor injuries throughout his body healed instantly, restoring him to his initial state.

This was the power of the authority he now possessed.

He could also sense that, under this influence, the Mystical Bone, which had just been forged, was rapidly enhancing his physical body.

At this moment, due to the short-term breaking and rebuilding of the physical body, its strength had increased significantly.

The progress that would have taken several hours to achieve was completed in this brief moment of breaking and rebuilding.

Looking at the Wind Divine Messenger, who had leaped up from below the mountain cliff again, Jiang Ning's body suddenly moved.

Roar—

In the eyes of the Wind Divine Messenger, he had just climbed onto the mountain cliff when he saw a flaming tiger, like a ferocious predator, pouncing towards him.

Accompanying this was a heart-shaking tiger's roar.

Without time for further preparation, he braced for the impact.

Boom—

The powerful collision sent Jiang Ning flying several zhang away.

But in the next moment, he saw Jiang Ning transform into a flaming tiger once more, pouncing towards him.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Each collision between the two created a deafening roar.

The ground beneath them shattered, sending fragments flying in all directions like cannonballs. Large trees with trunks as thick as bowls were snapped in two by the onslaught of debris. Nearby, towering boulders were reduced to rubble within moments, their fragments scattering across the ground. Even the ice layer below the cliff was not spared, as a massive rock, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, smashed into it, creating a spider web of cracks.

At this moment, the Wind Deity Messenger's heart was filled with growing alarm. He could clearly sense that even though his mind was captivated by the fist formation, he could only exert seven or eight parts of his strength.

Yet, despite this, each strike was more powerful than Jiang Ning's. Every blow effortlessly sent Jiang Ning flying.

He was also well aware that the strength of his physical body, combined with the power he was exerting, could split mountains with a single strike. A few punches could shatter the gates of an ordinary county town.

This terrifying force, even without directly hitting Jiang Ning's body, was enough to injure his five viscera and six bowels with the sheer impact.

As the injuries accumulated, after just a few moves, Jiang Ning would be left without any ability to defend himself.

However, the reality was entirely different from his imagination.

After more than ten clashes, each time Jiang Ning was struck and sent flying, he would bounce back, full of life and vigor.

Moreover, it seemed that with each exchange, Jiang Ning's physical body was growing stronger. The impact he delivered became more powerful with each encounter.

And every time they clashed, it was a brief touch and then separation, without any entanglement, preventing the Wind Deity Messenger from utilizing the advantage of his six arms.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands.

With his current six arms, he should have easily handled three opponents. The advantage of having four extra arms was most evident in close-quarters combat.

However, in their confrontation, Jiang Ning didn't give him the slightest opportunity.

On the other side, Jiang Ning fought with increasing exhilaration. The clash of fists ignited a fiery passion within him.

As for the injuries sustained from the intense collisions, they healed completely in an instant.

The transformation after breaking through limitations accelerated the metamorphosis of his physical body, which should have taken three to eight days after casting the Jade Bone.

As his physical strength and power continued to grow, he felt an unparalleled sense of exhilaration.

The next moment, after a strike, Jiang Ning leaped away like an ape, evading the Wind Deity Messenger's sweeping hands.

From a thousand meters away, Star Guardian witnessed this transformation. He saw Jiang Ning, who had been bathed in flames as a fierce tiger, suddenly become a white ape enveloped in white light.

Each hair on the white ape seemed to be imbued with pure white radiance, making it appear sacred yet giving off a sharp, piercing aura.

It was as if those weren't the ape's hairs but divine swords emitting sword beams.

"A tiger bathed in flames and now a white ape! Could it be the Five Animal Fist?!" Star Guardian muttered to himself, his expression filled with astonishment and doubt.

Having spent many days in Luo Shui County investigating Jiang Ning, he was well aware of the Five Animal Fist martial art.

"It can't be. The Five Animal Fist is merely a low-tier martial art! How could it possibly manifest a fist formation?!" Star Guardian shook his head in denial.

However, after a brief moment, he witnessed another transformation. Jiang Ning, now bathed in earthy yellow, transformed into a savage bear and collided forcefully with the Wind Deity Messenger in his Divine Descendant Form, sending him flying nearly ten zhang away.

Subsequently, Jiang Ning demonstrated the unique abilities of the Kidney Water Crane and Liver Wood Deer.

As the fight progressed, Jiang Ning continuously shifted between the five animal forms. At times, he became a fierce tiger enveloped in flames, and at other moments, he transformed into a white ape surrounded by countless sword beams, or seized the opportunity to become a savage bear, standing firmly on the ground and channeling the power of the earth.

Throughout the battle, although the Wind Deity Messenger in his Divine Descendant Form with six arms showed no signs of weakening and maintained dominance over Jiang Ning, Star Guardian knew that the Wind Deity Messenger was on the verge of defeat.

Revealing the Divine Descendant Form with six arms meant that defeat was imminent if a swift victory was not achieved.

Or, to put it another way, if the battle dragged on, it would inevitably lead to a loss.

The longer this state was maintained, the more severe the erosion of rationality would become.

Eventually, there would be a moment when all rationality was lost, and the original state could never be restored.

That would be the Divine Puppet.

The complete loss of rationality, turning into a Divine Puppet, was something that had already occurred several times within the church.

Those individuals, with the help of the Deity, the Blood and Flesh Deity, before they lost their rationality, had become Divine Puppets.

Since the awakening of a true deity's residual will, the Worshipping God Sect had transformed from a church led by two high priests into one dominated by that deity.

In his heart, he had already formed a belief.

The martial arts achieved through reliance on that deity would ultimately lead to becoming a Divine Puppet, devoid of rationality.

To prevent the loss of rationality and becoming a Divine Puppet, he, as one of the church's guardians, had refrained from transforming into the Divine Descendant Form for over a year.

(End of Chapter)

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