Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 215 - 69: Making a Move (Part 1) (Both 4.3k are released)_2

Chapter 215: Chapter 69: Making a Move (Part 1) (Both 4.3k are released)_2

A pair of crimson eyes looked at himself indifferently. This imposing aura, as strong as a mountain, was extremely overwhelming.

The Ghost Taoist’s face was cut open by a half-inch long gash due to the recent punch, with trickles of fresh blood oozing out.

However, the Ghost Taoist was not at all angered by the recent blow; instead, he was extremely excited: "I was indeed not mistaken, what a solid foundation."

The Ghost Taoist seemed to have seen some rare treasure, and his dark pupils were filled with greed: "Without the essence, what wonderful material this is."

In the distance, a trace of confusion appeared in the crimson eyes.

Seeing the Ghost Taoist taking a heavy punch, seemingly unscathed.

And Cao Qin, lying on the ground, was shocked as he saw the huge human figure.

At the moment of his previous defeat, he did not see Zhan Ting’s figure, and he already sensed things were going wrong, and when the Ghost Taoist attacked, his heart had fallen into despair.

Now, even with severe injuries inside his body, he struggled to sit up straight, wanting to take a closer look at that distant figure.

That scene just now, he almost couldn’t believe his eyes.

The massive physique, the overwhelming strength, the nearly limitless energy emission, such terrifying things, he had never seen or heard of before.

Just relying on pure energy, to blast away a Ghost Taoist at the Aperture Vein Realm. What an incredibly unbelievable existence? It’s simply more astounding than ducks climbing trees, or sows flying into the trees.

Is this the familiar Junior Brother Lin he knows? Is this that somewhat lean young man?

"Junior Brother Lin has accumulated such solid Qi-Blood!" Cao Qin couldn’t help but get excited, because he seemed to see a ray of hope: "Even without refining the soul, relying on the solid accumulation of Qi-Blood, it can still contend with the Ghost Taoist until Senior Brother Zhan arrives."

With Lin Yuan continuing to delay, Zhan Ting’s arrival would be the time when the situation reverses.

So he can only place his hopes on Zhan Ting. No matter how powerful Lin Yuan is, he is only a Condensed Core.

As Cao Qin pondered, a deep voice came from the distant huge silhouette.

"Since one punch isn’t enough, then ten punches, a hundred punches!" The voice overlapped with echoes, but the silhouette had already disappeared in the distance.

And the Ghost Taoist had just gotten up without making any move.

Only feeling a strong gust of wind suddenly approach.

Boom!

A massive fist headed straight for his forehead, carrying a violent wind force, smashing down hard once more.

"Can it really be this fast?" The Ghost Taoist was stunned.

His speed was considerably inferior to the opponent’s.

Just as he was getting up.

The force of the punch was as heavy as a mountain pressing down, thunderously smashing on his head.

Boom!

The three-foot square of land instantly sank, densely packed with cracks, sending up countless plumes of dust.

And at the center, like a nail being hammered down hard, the Ghost Taoist was thrust into the ground, with only the upper half of his body left on the surface.

Anger surfaced in the Ghost Taoist’s eyes.

He didn’t expect the opponent’s strength to be so violent. He hadn’t had time to dodge and was hit instantly. Moreover, the solid aperture in his body seemed to fluctuate slightly at the moment.

The appearance of this trace of fluctuation finally brought a touch of seriousness to the Ghost Taoist’s heart.

But just as the Ghost Taoist looked up, the fist that blotted out the sky and sun enlarged again in his pupils.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The massive silhouette’s arm seemed to swing out afterimages, instantly delivering three punches, completely pounding the Ghost Taoist into the ground.

Mountain-shaking force continuously bombarded the earth, even the usually calm and wave-free pool in the rock garden was now surging with waves. The red fish in the water, frightened by the sudden vibration, hurriedly swam around, trying to find a place of safety.

In the ground, the Ghost Taoist was utterly enraged by Lin Yuan’s fists.

"Soul-Devouring Ghost Flame, Soul Wanderer of the Forest."

With a hoarse voice, the Ghost Taoist lowly roared: "Mere cauldron, daring to act so presumptuously! Still wanting to reverse the Heavenly Gang?"

Bang!

The piece of land cracked instantly.

A shadow, about a zhang in size, suddenly emerged from the ground.

The shadow’s black flames continuously erupted, instantly shrouding the surrounding space, spreading outwards relentlessly.

"Not good, Junior Brother Lin is in danger." Cao Qin’s eyes widened, his heart extremely anxious.

Lin Yuan had not refined the true intent of the great sun, after all, the opponent didn’t have the mystical diagram of the Heavenly Light Cloud Concealing Technique.

Thus, being unable to resist the Ghost Taoist’s cold black flames is a great disadvantage. He could only rely on the tremendous energy to forcibly scour away the black flames.

In his anxiety, he aggravated the injury in his body, spitting out fresh blood once more, staining a patch of his chest red. But he couldn’t care much, shouting: "Run, Junior Brother Lin, run!"

But as he shouted out, it was already too late.

The black domain seemed to have already enveloped the huge body.

The Ghost Taoist’s body was already hidden within, staring at the quietly standing silhouette, endless anger appearing in his eyes: "Shadow Splitting Ghost Claw!"

Swish swish swish!

Three pitch-black ghost claws instantly appeared around the massive silhouette.

"Is it here?"

The crimson eyes stared at the ghost claws emitting eerie cold air, exhaling a hot white breath from the nostrils.

Whoosh!

The three ghost claws were suddenly grabbed by the powerful iron hand, forcibly altering their trajectories.

"You?" The Ghost Taoist’s eyes widened, a look of incredulity appearing as he gazed at Lin Yuan’s eyes.

He thought the opponent would evade, and considered the opponent might resist.

But for the opponent to grasp his ghost claws, was something he had never anticipated.

Snap!

The massive hand clenched tightly. The three ghost claws, like struggling worms, were crushed in an instant, turned into smoke, and vanished in the black domain.

"Trifling trick, dare to show off your meager skill before an expert!" An eerie voice sounded, causing a wave of dizziness to flush over the Ghost Taoist’s mind.

And the move of the Ghost Taoist being broken also led to his soul being crushed. This even caused a slight fluctuation in the black flames burning in his eye sockets.