What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?.

Chapter 255: The World-shaking Fist (Thanks to 'I am a Reader' for rewarding the leader)
Before Wang Yin finished his words, his semi-automatic spell-casting technique had already started, and divine light and auspicious energy descended from the sky and rushed towards his body.

But in the next moment, the divine power network surged, and Wang Yin felt that his connection with the network was cut off, and the semi-automatic talisman book that he was using also stopped working.

The eight layers of divine light that were originally behind his head, like a neon light with poor contact, flickered a few times and then slowly dissipated.

The giant dragon that was originally transformed from the strong wind and crawling at his feet twisted its body and turned into strong winds again, which scattered in all directions, causing flying sand and rocks between the sky and the earth.

Without the support of the giant wind dragon, Wang Yin, who was originally standing in the sky, suddenly fell down and crashed towards the earth like a meteor.

Feeling the strong wind blowing in his face and the ground getting bigger and bigger in his sight, there was no panic on Wang Yin's face. He just crossed his arms across his chest and let himself fall faster and faster.

At the same time, he thought to himself, "Did the righteous god on the other side temporarily block the network here?"

But Wang Yin knew that this ban could not last long. The righteous gods on his side must have been working hard to restore the divine power network, and it would not take long for his semi-automatic talisman to work again.

and……

"Even if we don't use the spell and don't have divine support, what does that matter?"

Looking at Zhang Yu rushing towards him, Wang Yin sneered, "Do you think you can fight me without my spell?"

With a loud bang, Zhang Yu jumped up, and his body was covered with formless cloud energy. With a roar like a dragon or an elephant, he slapped Wang Yin with one palm.

The terrifying force seemed to suck all the air around it dry at this moment, and the fierce wind blew in all directions, sweeping up large clouds of smoke and dust.

Facing Zhang Yu's attack, Wang Yin did not dodge. Instead, he clenched his fist in the air, slightly bent his elbow, and then punched hard, colliding head-on with Zhang Yu's palm.

Logically speaking, Wang Yin fell from the air with no place to gain leverage, while Zhang Yu had been sprinting all the way, accumulating strength for a long time and clearly had the advantage of terrain.

But as the fists collided, there was a loud bang, and waves of air exploded from the collision point of both sides. Zhang Yu only felt the bones all over his body crackling, as if he was repeatedly crushed by shock waves.

He paused in the air for a moment, and the next moment he fell back to the ground with a bang, creating a big hole.

However, Zhang Yu was not surprised by this. He did not expect that he could defeat the opponent in one go. Originally, this attack while Wang Yin was not yet stable was just to test the opponent's strength.

The moment he landed, Zhang Yu had already assessed Wang Yin's statistics: "His physical strength is better than mine, but his mana output is not much higher than mine."

At the same time, Wang Yin on the other side had also stood firmly on the ground. He crossed his arms, looked at Zhang Yu calmly and said, "Your magic power has increased a lot, but your physical strength has not increased much. It seems that when you were building your foundation, you must have used a spiritual root like the sea of ​​qi, right?"

"And now, are you thinking that after I abandoned my cultivation, the remaining mana I have is not much higher than yours, and my physical strength is only slightly stronger than yours? How can you fight me?"

Zhang Yu snorted coldly and said, "You talk too much nonsense."

At the same time, the spiritual roots in Zhang Yu's Qi Sea were running at full capacity, and the spiritual energy within a hundred meters was madly drawn in, constantly replenishing his consumed magic power.

With a loud bang, the formless cloud energy in his body exploded again. The big pit under him sank again and shattered layer by layer due to the impact of the energy.

And white air waves transformed from the formless cloud energy have been surging out of Zhang Yu's body, covering the entire battlefield.

Letting the thick fog blow over his body, Wang Yin continued, "I'll give you a chance and fight you like this, but it's just to see how much you are worth now, and whether you are suitable for chilling or freezing in the future."

"As for the real battle..."

In the thick fog, Zhang Yu's figure suddenly emerged, and with a palm that made the sound of a dragon or elephant roaring, he slammed towards Wang Yin's back.

But facing Zhang Yu's attack, Wang Yin did not move at all, only streaks of blood appeared around his body.

Each of these blood shadows had a distorted face, howling and crying as they stood in front of Zhang Yu's palm.

With every inch Zhang Yu's palm moved forward, more than a dozen blood shadows were shattered, and the bursting blood light turned into balls of resistance, like thousands of layers of flesh and skin blocking him.

The more Zhang Yu's palm moved forward and the more he squeezed the blood, the more terrifying resistance he felt.

Finally, the palm force advanced five inches, and the power of the palm was completely exhausted by the dense blood light.

Wang Yin's voice came from behind the blood, "You don't even have the qualifications to touch me."

Zhang Yu did not say anything, but continued to attack Wang Yin with his other palm, which brought about a strong wind explosion, but was also blocked by the blood light.

Wang Yin said dimly, "This magic weapon of mine is called the Dark Blood Shadow Cover. It can refine the soul and transform it into a blood shadow to protect the whole body."

"Each blood shadow can block a blow from a peak Qi Refining Master."

"And I bought the souls of tens of thousands of mortals on the first floor, refined them, and then threw them into this dark blood shadow cover. How long do you think it will take you to break it?"

"You fucking bastard..." Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed as he listened to Wang Yin's words. He said, "This guy..."

“Is it advertising?”

In Zhang Yu's opinion, he actually had the time to introduce his magic weapon during the battle, and introduced it so clearly, which was obviously an advertisement for this magic weapon.

Zhang Yu thought, “Is he going to sell this Nether Blood Shadow Cover to the people on the first floor?” But Wang Yin ignored Zhang Yu and continued to speak to the hidden camera on his body, “Tens of thousands of souls are worth a lot on the second floor. It will take a long time to buy it.”

"But buying tens of thousands of souls on one floor is more than ten times cheaper."

"But this is not the cheapest price. Next time I will take you to see a place with stronger purchasing power and the least valuable souls..."

After listening to Wang Yin's words, Zhang Yu instantly understood.

"Wang Yin is not filming a magic weapon advertisement, but a video about the purchasing power of the first layer, promoting how cheap the living souls and human flesh of the first layer are to the higher-ups..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu felt an indescribable anger in his heart, and the white crippled bull in his mind roared continuously. The Cripple Bull's Body and Mind Skill became more and more intense, causing his muscles and magic power to twitch slightly, becoming more and more active.

At the same time, Wang Yin on the other side said calmly: "Well, this battle should be over."

The next moment, a terrifying aura surged out from him.

"No... it's not aura." Feeling the subtle changes in the other party, Zhang Yu's face changed slightly: "Is this fist intention?"

Zhang Yu, who had learned the Tianwu Refining Heart Technique, knew that the so-called fist intention, like the sword intention and the knife intention, was a kind of martial arts idea. It was usually cultivated through martial arts mentality and had various different wonderful uses.

The martial arts ideas cultivated through the Tianwu Lianxin Jue can allow Zhang Yu to enter a state of full concentration and speed up his reaction.

Under the influence of Wang Yin's fist, Zhang Yu felt that the entire battlefield's spiritual power began to become chaotic.

Especially as Wang Yin slowly made a fist, as if he wanted to grasp all the spiritual power within a radius of hundreds of meters in his palm.

Zhang Yu felt that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly became several times thinner, making it difficult for him to control the spiritual roots in his sea of ​​​​qi.

"Can the fist intention achieve this?"

Zhang Yu had never seen such a domineering boxing intention that could directly interfere with the operation of spiritual power.

What Zhang Yu didn't know was that the martial arts that Wang Yin was performing at this moment were divided into two categories, one was a boxing technique called the World-shaking Fist, and the other was a mental technique called the Emperor's Heart.

These two martial arts were originally created by an ancient emperor. With the heart of an emperor controlling the domineering boxing, the combination of the two can bring out the supreme boxing spirit.

But now, there is no emperor in the world, so where does the emperor's heart come from? These two martial arts gradually declined and no one cared about them.

It was not until decades ago that the descendants of this emperor improved the martial arts, used their enormous wealth to overthrow a city, dominate the people, and eventually forged an ultimate boxing style.

What Wang Yin used at this moment was one of the moves called Sky-Swallowing Force.

Once this force is released, the battlefield of hundreds of meters in radius will be covered with the ultimate boxing intention. Not only can it intimidate the opponent, but it can also monopolize up to 9% of the opponent's spiritual power, making it impossible for the opponent to recover his magic power.

Although Wang Yin could not monopolize 9% of the spiritual energy within a radius of several hundred meters, he managed to monopolize 9% of it, making Zhang Yu suddenly feel that the spiritual energy was thinning and the speed of mana recovery dropped sharply.

After using the Heaven-Swallowing Force move, Wang Yin clenched his fist and punched Zhang Yu through the air.

The most powerful fist in the world——the power of spirit!

As Wang Yin's fist intention surged, 7% of his inspiration suddenly changed and gathered at a high speed towards the place covered by his fist.

After the inspiration was highly concentrated and expanded, a loud bang was heard.

Without any warning... Zhang Yu felt as if an air bomb exploded in front of him, and his head was buzzing.

Seeing that Wang Yin's second punch was about to hit him, Zhang Yu gathered his strength, twisted his body, and a cloud of invisible energy surged around him. He had already leaped several meters away.

boom!
The place where he had just stood exploded again, creating a big hole on the spot.

Then a series of loud explosions sounded.

Every punch Wang Yin threw was like the roar of artillery fire, and waves of air exploded at the place where his fist was locked.

Along with his continuous punches, it was as if a giant beast was rolling back and forth in the thick fog, and in the blink of an eye, most of the white formless cloud was dispersed.

On the one hand, Wang Yin's spiritual power was so powerful and overbearing that it shattered the formless clouds in the sky.

On the other hand, Zhang Yu no longer maintained a large range of internal energy, but chose to gather the internal energy to resist Wang Yin's fist.

boom!
Feeling the oncoming explosion, Zhang Yu raised his hands, and with the surge of formless cloud energy and the activation of a series of body-protecting skills in his body, his body shook and he took the punch head-on in the explosion.

"I said it." Wang Yin punched out one after another, and the explosion of inspiration again and again blew Zhang Yu away.

"You don't even have the qualifications to get close to me."

(End of this chapter)