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Chapter 329 The Legendary Fighting Golden Man
People tend to think that losing to someone with talent is something that can't be helped. People often use this excuse to cover up their true feelings because everyone wants to protect their dignity or self-esteem.

But what if the men with the greatest talents lose to others?

Given their pride and dignity, they probably couldn't possibly tolerate it, right?
Without needing to be explicitly stated, when Jagi indicated that he could once again unleash his formidable power as before, they understood…

lose.

Defeat.

Trying to claim the legitimate name of Beidou now would only bring shame upon oneself.

and so…

Kenshiro is training.

Having already possessed glory, a lover, status, and everything, he abandoned it all and continued his spiritual practice.

He dispersed all his fighting spirit and went to the most dangerous environment on Earth to cultivate. He let the frost, hurricanes, and deep-sea pressure pull and temper his body. He neither ate nor drank. Even his powerful and invincible body had to constantly wear down its vitality and life force in this harsh environment.

Toki is practicing asceticism.

According to the old men of Dragon Fist, there is no one left to guide him; he must now take every step on his own.

Originally intending to specialize in healing and saving lives and explore the mysteries of life, he chose to draw upon the power of the sages and absorb the wisdom buried in history. After perusing various ancient texts, he began a new round of cultivation—meditation. It was merely sitting cross-legged, a very simple action, just like those monks who sit in meditation their entire lives. There was nothing special about it, but everyone could feel him becoming stronger. His physical body, fighting spirit, and mental state were all constantly increasing.

Rao is also practicing meditation.

Rao's training was the most incomprehensible. This man, who always believed that his fists were the best in the world, fell into a state of near madness after witnessing a power stronger than himself. Every day, he would blast all his fighting spirit into space until he was exhausted.

Almost every day, one can feel his power increasing, and almost every day he enters a new realm, and even now he is still "vigorously advancing".

"No, why do you guys need to become so strong? Just because you can't beat me, is it really necessary to fight so hard?"

Seeing his brothers acting like madmen, reading books on this Earth where the limits have been lifted, Jagi felt a chill run down his spine after only a few days of lying down. Their power was already no match for him after his destiny waned, but if things continued like this…

At first, he was just disheartened. But a few days later, when Jagi brought fried chicken to visit Kenjiro, who was training on Mount Everest, he was shocked.

"boom!!!"

Like a tireless robot, he didn't even glance at Jagi, focusing solely on swinging his fist on the mountaintop.

Without using any battle aura, or even the superhuman strength that could easily shatter a mountain, he simply used the physique of an ordinary human to withstand the wind and snow of the entire mountain range.

But each of his strikes seemed to strike the lifeblood of the howling winds that had raged for millennia, piercing space like a needle tip and freezing everything in place for a moment.

Since he climbed Mount Everest, there has not been a single avalanche or gathering of dark clouds on the entire plateau.

This power can no longer be measured by data alone. Like Jagi's pressure point technique, Rao's strength, Toki's gentleness, realm, eternity and fleeting moment... it has penetrated into the concept and touched upon the rules.

After watching his two older brothers' cultivation with trepidation, Jagi's head throbbed even more. They radiated a burning fighting spirit; if he had to describe it, it would be—

One is practicing "Heavenly Martial Killing Path", one is practicing "Bodhidharma Sutra", and the remaining one is practicing "Whale Killing Overlord Fist". They all have a bright future.

Although the description isn't quite accurate, that's roughly the situation.

Then, Jagi suddenly realized that their bodies were beginning to radiate a golden glow from within, through their skin.

No, what is this?!
"Could it be... Indestructible Vajra?!" Jia Ji recalled how, after getting drunk that day, he had suddenly become interested in telling everyone the story of "The Legend of the Dragon and the Snake."

"Have you ever heard the legend of the indestructible Vajra?"

"The so-called indestructible Vajra is achieved after mastering the Crimson Palace that drives the energy of blood and qi, storing and transforming the vital energy of life, condensing the qi and embracing the elixir in the Qi Sea, opening up the visible and hidden meridians throughout the body, and finally connecting to the Niwan Heavenly Palace, opening the bridge between heaven and earth to unlock all the secrets of the human body... balabala... to achieve the realm of a true immortal on land."

"That is, the state of Samadhi, which is neither increased nor decreased, neither defiled nor pure, just like the Buddha. It is called indestructible and without flaws. Ah, I have reached the highest peak of martial arts."

"And then there's my proudest achievement: breaking through the void, remaining incorruptible before God, tears inexplicably streaming down my face..."

Jia Ji had tried to practice on his own, but he could only use internal force to fight people. The techniques like internal energy transformation and internal energy cultivation were too out of place, so he simply gave up on this path of cultivation.

That's all I know (referring to the explosive punch).

Could it be that these people actually listened to what was said and then used their extraordinary wisdom and talent to master it?

"wrong!"

Jia Ji suddenly realized something.

"Hey, isn't this just like the color change that happens when characters switch characters in fighting games? So everyone's about to enter fighting game mode?!"

They've intensified it again.

Another new switch has been turned on.

They've applied a new patch to these three guys again.

No, is this reasonable?
Frieza has evolved into Golden Frieza, right?

Jagi lay on the top of the Holy Emperor's Cross, a tower thousands of meters long and thousands of meters high, yet still without a spire, lost in thought for a while, until a blonde little girl suddenly appeared in the space in front of him with a "whoosh" and then smacked him twice.

The Cross Mausoleum, covering an area of ​​over 500,000 square meters, was shaking from top to bottom, a spectacle that could withstand an earthquake of at least magnitude 7. It began to collapse from the top, with dust and bricks rumbling and echoing through the sky.

"Guwa!"

Climbing out of the ruins and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jagi was finally jolted awake, and his eyes hardened.

Right, right.

You've got it backwards! It turns out they're afraid of losing to me, which is why they're training so hard!

In this world, the greater the destiny one carries, the stronger one becomes. The most terrifying destiny is that of the Big Dipper. To compete for the name of the Big Dipper, the four brothers of the Big Dipper will go to the very end of all their possibilities.

"A new storm has arrived... So, are you ready?"

Jagi laughed heartily, ignoring Angelia's puffed-up face, and placed her on his broad shoulders.

"set off!"

Hehehe~ I can absorb new cries of lamentation again.

(End of this chapter)