Chapter 411 Arhat
Dust flew, earth and rocks splashed.
The two figures suddenly flew back, each smashing a huge deep pit on the ground.
Zhong Lin jumped out of the deep pit, patted the dust on his body, shook his head, and there was a crackling sound between his bones.
Suo Yu also jumped out of the pit, looked down at his tattered clothes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
He raised his head and roared, and the rolling air flow sprayed from his mouth like thunder to a height of more than ten feet.
Rumble!
He opened his arms, his ten fingers flicked in the air, and at the same time, he stepped on the ground, and crossed hundreds of meters to Zhong Lin's front, and his fist was in the air, and he hit Zhong Lin with his head and face.
"Step on the moon."
"Earth-shattering fist."
"Heavenly seal."
"Vajra hand."
"Blood shadow strike."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of fists, palms, fingers and claws were thrown out like a storm, and the vast energy and blood merged into the spiritual essence. With the help of the terrifying fist intention, Zhong Lin's body was hit into a vacuum.
It was like an invincible god of war in the world, domineering beyond imagination.
The terrifying power swept across the eight directions, shaking the ring under his feet, and collapsed and flew.
Waves of ripples expanded rapidly, turning into endless waves and rolling out. Suddenly, the surrounding land burst into countless cracks like a picture being torn apart.
The ground within hundreds of feet around Zhong Lin was swept away by the energy for several feet.
Countless mud was still shooting in the air, shaken into countless fragments by the great force of the two people fighting.
Zhong Lin stood tall, his hands flying, his face seemed to have no expression, but the murderous intent in his heart was constantly spreading.
Suo Yu's every move was full of murderous intent, all of which were aimed at his life. He really wanted to cripple him, cripple him, or even kill him.
"Aotouhui, Liu Ziyan..."
Zhong Lin secretly uttered a few words in his heart, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, constantly imprinting Suo Yu's every move, the circulation of blood and qi, and even the vibration of his spiritual essence.
"Good opportunity, now."
Zhong Lin moved his body with his heart, and suddenly punched out.
The sound of thousands of dragons roaring suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, densely packed, thousands of dragon-shaped phantoms drilled through the void and gathered from the acupoints around the body.
Grabbing, roaring, twisting, the body looming.
Finally, it turned into reality in front of him, condensed flesh and blood, and turned into a giant dragon, hovering on his arm.
At this moment, Zhong Lin's extremely fierce power suddenly condensed into this punch. A ray of extremely pure golden light broke through the void, carrying the sound of countless stars exploding like a cannon, and also carrying his unparalleled will.
"Come and die."
He suddenly swooped down and collided with Suo Yu's fist.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
It seemed that the space was collapsing. The ground under his feet was first quiet, and then shook wildly. The space of hundreds of feet was emptied in an instant, and there was nothing in it.
Only black and white things kept flowing.
Bang!
Suo Yu's figure staggered back more than ten feet.
Puff!
He couldn't help it anymore and spit out a mouthful of boiling blood like magma.
Hiss!
The blood fell on the ground with a hissing sound, just like molten iron falling into cold water, emitting billowing smoke.
Take advantage of your illness to kill you.
Zhong Lin did not stop at all, and rushed forward, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and smashed down.
Boom!
Ten thousand dragons roared in the void, and Zhong Lin was like a blue dragon, his breath surged, and a terrible pressure expanded from his body, and the dragon roared continuously. In the blink of an eye, four huge blue dragons roared and struggled out of his body, roaring and rushing towards Suo Yu.
Legend has it that the founder of Zhenhai Sect once witnessed the blue dragon fighting against the thunder tribulation and ascending to become a god. He used the blue dragon's true body to comprehend the legendary real dragon power and created the "Blue Dragon Eight Styles".
This martial art is a top-grade heavenly level, extremely domineering. When it is practiced to a high level, eight real dragons will appear immediately when it is used, galloping across the world, evolving the world, and almost invincible.
Zhong Lin is not so powerful that he cannot summon eight real dragons. Even now, three of the four blue dragons are virtual, but they are enough to burst out with terrifying power far beyond itself.
The outer disciples who had withdrawn to watch the battle from a dozen miles away felt that their minds and wills were enveloped by a huge fist mark, as if an ancient real dragon really appeared, showing the most essential power between heaven and earth, overwhelming heaven and earth.
"The essence of fist meaning? How is this possible? Didn't Zhong Lin comprehend the sword meaning? The artistic conceptions suppress each other, and one side must be strong or weak. The essence of fist meaning can only be achieved by comprehending the fist meaning to the fullest. Could it be that he majored in fist art?"
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"No, I have seen Zhong Lin perform sword energy and thunder sound, and his understanding of sword meaning is not weak at all. Could it be that he is practicing both fist and sword?"
"This is impossible? The artistic conceptions crush each other, and it is a blessing to be able to comprehend one. How can someone comprehend multiple artistic conceptions?"
The people watching the battle around were all stunned, looking at Zhong Lin as if they were looking at a god, and they really couldn't imagine how he did it.
The people watching were under such great pressure, not to mention Suo Yu who was the first to bear the brunt.
Boom!
The moment the four huge green dragons appeared, the air within a radius of several miles instantly exploded and disappeared under the huge pressure.
With Suo Yu as the center, the area within a few miles seemed to have become a vacuum zone.
"This boxing technique!"
Suo Yu's face trembled violently, and his fist intention almost broke under the pressure of this boxing technique. The mighty and strong fist intention had almost reached the essence.
"Impossible, how could your fist intention be so strong? I don't believe it."
"Fight!"
Suo Yu roared wildly, his muscles and bones vibrated, his ten fingers turned in the air one after another, and the fist intention condensed on his ten fingers, suddenly condensing a huge reaction.
"Now Tathagata, Yuanzhen Dharma Body, Tathagata Palm, Daqian Seal."
Boom!
Under the pressure of Zhong Lin, Suo Yu burst out with unprecedented potential, and a huge Tathagata Dharma Body phantom loomed behind him.
"Buddha Realm's martial arts?"
"Really, no wonder Suo Yu's body is so strong. It is said that many of the Buddha Realm's skills also have the ability to train the body. Martial artists who specialize in training the body are called Arhats. I just don't know which level of Arhat he is?"
"Are there levels of Arhats?"
"Of course, according to the strength of the physical body, they are divided into the first fruit, the second fruit, the third fruit, and the fourth fruit. The strongest fourth-fruit Arhat is also called the Golden Body Arhat, and it is said that he can rival the strong in the Nirvana Realm."
"Rival in Nirvana Realm, so strong?"
"I just heard it, and I don't know if it is true. It may be stronger or weaker. Don't ask, just watch the game."
"Oh oh!"
On the ring, Suo Yu's blood was roaring, and his fist was shaking, and he stepped suddenly.
The tall Tathagata Dharma body behind him raised both hands, and also stepped forward with two feet, shaking all over the body, each forming a huge fist print.
