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Chapter 164 - 154: Old Demon Duan’s Strange Boxing is Poisonous! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 164: Chapter 154: Old Demon Duan’s Strange Boxing is Poisonous! (Please Subscribe)

The next day, when Duan Yun emerged from his house, Shen Ying and Feng Ling’er were shocked once again.

Their shock was not only due to the fact that the Dharma Image was still behind Duan Yun, but also due to the appearance of the Dharma Image.

The Dharma Image from yesterday was neither human nor divine, giving off a sense of mystery and obscurity, while today it had transformed into a woman.

A girl with twin ponytails.

The girl was dressed in a body-hugging cheongsam with a pattern resembling blue-and-white porcelain, with semi-transparent white stockings adorning her voluptuous and slender legs, exuding an elegant charm.

A cheongsam-clad boxer with twin ponytails, this was the role Duan Yun envisioned for this Dharma Image.

"Sorry, she’s not fully trained yet," Duan Yun explained.

The conscious Dharma Image which disrupted his dreams yesterday had been merged and refined with Little Yu’s body and spirit, ultimately transforming into the second Dharma Image that Duan Yun desired.

However, the training was not yet complete. Although she was now obedient to Duan Yun, she still couldn’t be retracted at will.

Meaning, this twin ponytail girl Dharma Image would temporarily be floating behind him.

Watching Duan Yun accompanied by the Dharma Image on his way to the latrine, Feng Ling’er shivered and said, "They say Old Demon Duan can easily emasculate men, but now it seems he doesn’t spare his Dharma Images either?"

Yesterday, the Dharma Image was so chaotic they couldn’t tell its gender, and by default – out of habit since ugly beings were regarded as male – they subconsciously thought of it as male.

Yet, in just one night, this Dharma Image had been trained into a beautiful girl.

Shen Ying’s expression grew serious as she said, "There is something I must clarify."

Subsequently, as soon as Duan Yun stepped out of the latrine, he saw Xiatou Ying waiting for him outside.

"I have a question for you," said Shen Ying with a stern look.

"What’s the question?" Duan Yun replied earnestly.

"Where can I buy clothes like your Dharma Image is wearing?"

Hearing this question, Feng Ling’er, who was following behind, was utterly baffled.

Is this really the serious matter you wanted to clarify?

Duan Yun earnestly explained, "That’s a cheongsam, you probably cannot buy it for now."

"Then wait, let me take notes, I’ll have to find a tailor to get it custom-made when I have time."

Saying that, Shen Ying took out paper and pencils and began to sketch the Dharma Image’s cheongsam.

After finishing the drawing, Shen Ying felt very satisfied and couldn’t help but remark, "The slit goes up to here, really suitable for boxing practice."

When it comes to boxing, as a boxer herself, she placed it at as high a priority as her attire and became even more focused on Duan Yun.

Last night, she had perceived much of Duan Yun’s Fist Intent, had an epiphany, but just missed the mark.

In fact, regarding the understanding that "the fist is the thought, the fist is the emotion," Duan Yun was also eager to know the outcome.

So he decided to have breakfast first.

A person must not skip meals.

While Duan Yun was having his breakfast, the Monkey Face underground was eating peaches.

He, like Shen Ying, was eager to know what new insights this fellow would come up with.

Old Demon Duan’s comprehension of boxing was incredibly fast; would he train himself mad and die within these two days?

Because of this, the Monkey Face underground was even more reluctant to leave than Rat Leader, who had to leave the cave to eat breakfast.

When Duan Yun finished his breakfast, the momentous time came again.

Especially when Duan Yun stripped off his clothes as usual, both women’s eyes were glued to him.

It wasn’t just the two of them; Zhu and Lv were also stealthily watching.

Unlike their focus on Duan Yun’s physique, Panda Dabai was more pure, solely concentrating on Duan Yun’s boxing!

"The fist is speed!"

This time, Duan Yun started with intensity, swiftly linking the Fifteen Road Qi Fist together.

His body was filled with swirling True Qi, even though the flow wasn’t entirely accurate, the intent was what mattered!

Simultaneously, the Dharma Image of the girl in the cheongsam also started punching, and in Shen Ying’s eyes, she held the posture of a Grandmaster.

Except she moved too quickly, following Duan Yun in fast motions, their forms overlapping and becoming indistinct.

The emotions, entwined with love and hatred, surged rapidly with the Fist Intent, engulfing Duan Yun in an indescribable whirlwind of feelings.

He suddenly understood the emotions that Murong had gone through after several unforgettable bitter experiences of waiting for death; love and hatred formed too sharp a contrast. While waiting for death, one’s body might feel overgrown with moss, while the heart remains hollow, bearing empty, hate-filled stabs of pain, like thorns.

No, it was even more severe.

At this moment, he experienced an unspeakable sense of loneliness, as if an extreme hatred turned into a profound, desolate emptiness.

His soul seemed to become intangible and nebulous, and he felt suffocated to death if he didn’t do something.

So he punched out!

Let all of it burst forth!

"Fifteen Road Qi!"

"No!"

"This is beyond the Fifteen Road, Extreme Hatred!"

Seeing this, Shen Ying knew his Fist Intent had hit its peak and was about to erupt; she quickly reminded him, "Be careful with the house!"

Yesterday’s practice had already destroyed the villa’s front gate; if Duan Yun were to go all out again today, they might lose their dwelling entirely.

Her reminder reached Duan Yun’s ears, but by then, it was too late for him to change the direction of his Fist Power.

The Fist Intent was like a flood breaking through a dam.

"Sixteen Road Qi, Extreme Hatred Fist Intent, release!"

Consequently, Duan Yun’s downward-moving fist continued its course, unleashing terrifying Fist Power and Intent towards the ground.

With a crash!

The dreadful Fist Power pierced the ground, and had Yuzhu Villa been a large jar, it would have been thoroughly stirred and shattered by the vigorous and robust Fist Power and shook violently.

The Monkey Face hiding underground, thinking it was the safest place, in just an instant, felt the whole underground boiling.

The terrifying Fist Power bore down like a giant wave, and Monkey Face could only muster Force to resist.

A pitch-black hole nearly formed along his body, created by the ferocious Fist Power!

Even without being directly hit by the fist, the residual Fist Winds made it hard for the Monkey Face to breathe.

After this punch was thrown, Shen Ying advanced instead of retreating, wanting to immerse herself in the unique Intent of this punch like a crazed woman.

The surging Fist Power struck her, causing her clothes to rustle in the wind, and the Fist Power True Qi within Shen Ying also felt this unique fist wind, becoming active as well.

The next instant, Shen Ying’s face changed drastically, and she exclaimed, "Something’s not right!"

Almost at the same time, her body was suddenly wrapped in silver-white threads, forming a close-fitting Silk Armor.

No, that’s still not enough!

She even flew towards Feng Ling’er behind her, enveloping her as well.

Because at this moment, Feng Ling’er’s entire demeanor had changed.

It became empty, dim, soul-destroying, even faintly exuding a kind of fiery madness, like a volcano about to erupt.

As the White Silk wrapped around her, her condition was slightly alleviated.

"Ah!"

"Break!"

"Break!"

"No, it’s not just about Extreme Hatred, there must also be the Supreme Heroic Spirit!"

"Break! Break! Break!"

The Fist Power penetrated layer by layer, blasting a deep hole in the ground before it finally stopped.

The overflowing fist wind scattered around, forming a grey-white airflow.

Duan Yun climbed out of the pit and laughed boisterously, "Hahaha! Exhilarating!"

"Dammit, that was exhilarating!"

With that punch, the desolate emotions of Extreme Hatred combined with his spirit of righteousness had been fully expelled by him, making him feel extraordinarily elated.

He felt that everything in the world had suddenly become beautiful, even walking felt light as if stepping on clouds, and he even found Xiatou Ying’s flat chest to be a different kind of indescribable beauty.

Monkey Face, not having been fully struck by the punch and being a master himself, did not suffer injuries.

He easily climbed out of the hole and met Ji Sichen, who was visibly shocked.

"Monkey, are you alright?" asked Ji Sichen.

"Alright? How could I not be?" replied Monkey Face.

During their conversation, tears of desolation silently fell from his eyes.

"I’m more than alright, I’ve even learned Old Demon Duan’s Fist Technique!"

Speaking thus, while his tears of desolation flowed, he swiftly displayed the Sixteen Strange Fist, with surprising speed.

At that moment, Old Demon Duan’s Fist Intent and moves were imprinted into his mind all at once.

Ji Sichen suddenly grabbed his hand and asked, "Why the hell are you crying and scratching your chest if you’re alright?"

Monkey Face looked down and realized with a jolt that his chest had been torn open, bleeding profusely.

Suddenly, Ji Sichen remembered the story of Daoist Sun practising martial arts, and how everyone in his family learned it overnight as if by a contagious plague.

Could it be...

Just then, Monkey Face suddenly looked at him and asked, "Old Chicken, do you understand the meaning of life?"

Overcome with shock, Ji Sichen replied, "I don’t know."

"You’ll know soon!"

Suddenly, Monkey Face unleashed a barrage of punches, bombarding Ji Sichen with them.

Ji Sichen, ready for the assault, shrank his body down instantly, stood on one leg in a golden rooster stance, his hands alternating, and withstood the punch.

Where others’ golden rooster stance would be unstable, Ji Sichen developed a clever force, bouncing on the single leg to dissipate the ferocity of the punch.

However, in the next moment, his expression too turned desolate and soul-destroying, as he clutched his chest and said, "Indeed, what is the meaning of life?"

If anyone were to come to the graveyard this early in the morning and witness two grown men shedding tears of desolation while clutching their chests and saying such things, they would surely think they had encountered ghosts.

Ghosts wallowing in self-pity and contemplating suicide.

In the next instant, the desolate and soul-destroying expressions on Monkey Face and Ji Sichen’s faces shifted, and they simultaneously declared, "I want to be a hero!"

This caught them both off guard.

Immediately, the desolate expressions and the righteous demeanor of aspiring to be heroes fused together on their faces.

No, it wasn’t a fusion, but rather half on the left side of the face, and half on the right.

For a moment, both of them felt as if they had two selves; one desolate and lonely unto death, the other raging and yearning to become a hero!

Monkey Face suddenly shouted, "No good, we’ve fallen into a trap! We’ve been tainted by Old Demon Duan’s Fist Power!"

Ji Sichen said in panic, "Yes, there’s a problem, we’re tainted."

At this time, their desolate expressions and the violent hero-longing expressions blended into one, then split apart, and blended once again.

If you looked closely, the two men seemed to have three different faces, constantly changing, appearing quite eerie.

Monkey Face suddenly declared, "I’m going to kill my father!"

Ji Sichen said, "Weren’t you the one who castrated him?"

"I must kill him; merely castrating him is not enough to satiate my hatred! If I don’t kill him, I’m no hero! If I don’t, it’s me who will die, and I don’t want to live!" Monkey Face’s face was a mix of desolation and madness.

Seemingly infected by this, Ji Sichen said, "I need to kill Gu Daoist!"

"The Gu Daoist of Heavenly Human Dao?"

"He tainted my mother while pursuing his Dao! How can I be a hero if I don’t kill him!"

Monkey Face screamed, "Why didn’t you say this earlier?"

"I was afraid. I didn’t say it when Rat Leader was around, and when Rat Leader disappeared, I was even more afraid!"

"And now?"

"I’m not afraid anymore! To be a hero, I’m going to kill Gu Daoist and his entire family!"

Almost at the same time, both of them could feel it.

After being tainted by Old Demon Duan’s Fist Intent, if they did not quickly kill the person they most wanted to kill in their hearts, they would be influenced by the intense emotions carried by the Fist Intent, either ending up desolate and scratching their chests to suicide or dying in despair from not being able to become heroes.

To be a hero is to kill!

To kill the person they hated most! To kill the person they previously did not dare to!

Old Demon Duan’s Fist Technique was indeed like a plague, poisonous!

Only by acting in this way could they find an antidote!

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