Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 457: Martial Arts Transcendence
Superior techniques can absorb the power of heaven and earth into one's qi and blood, thus strengthening the qi and blood to nourish the physical body and unleashing greater destructive power.

The Fire Separation Technique.

That's the kind of skill it is.

This skill was acquired by Hong Qingyi by chance, and its power is extraordinary. When combined with the Blazing Palm and the Blazing Spear Technique, it becomes even more formidable.

In the place of cultivation, one must sit cross-legged beside a furnace to sense the scorching heat and use a secret method to absorb the fire energy into the body.

Xiao Cheng,

You need to go to the Fire Cave to cultivate.

Dacheng.

Furthermore, it can absorb the Earthly Fiend True Fire and Samadhi True Fire for its own use, transforming into a deity who controls raging flames.

Hong Qingyi had only barely reached the minor completion stage, while Ma Gulan was still hovering at the entry level.

but,
It is already extraordinary.

As soon as the palm strike was launched, the temperature in the quiet room suddenly increased, as if a furnace was burning.

To the naked eye, the air around Ma Gulan appeared slightly distorted, a result of the high temperature.

Zhu Ju's eyebrows twitched, and he clenched his fist to meet the attack head-on.

The Sky-Supporting Style!
"Peng!"

Fists and palms meet.

Zhu Ju felt a scorching heat travel along his skin and flesh straight into his meridians, burning the blood and qi in his body.

An immense force struck him, causing him to tremble and stagger back several steps before finally stopping.

"what?"

Ma Gulan expressed surprise and doubt.

Although she was in the superior position, she felt as if her palm had struck a smooth object, with the force dissipating in all directions. It was estimated that less than one-tenth of her full strength was actually received by Zhu Ju.

What kind of magic is this?
With a slight frown, she charged forward again.

"Peng!"

The fire was swift and fierce, and so was the footwork.

Ma Gulan charged forward with the momentum of a roaring fire, covering a distance of about ten feet in the blink of an eye.

Wildfire spreads across the prairie!

Silver flowers bloom in a flash!
……

Upper Seventh Rank?
Zhu Ju's eyes flickered.

When Ma Gulan was at her peak, she was a seventh-rank upper-level martial artist. Now, she is seriously injured and her strength has been greatly reduced. At most, she is a seventh-rank middle-level martial artist, not much stronger than Guo Jie, who died at her hands.

As for martial arts...

"Peng!"

Zhu Ju's body trembled, and the tendons, flesh, bones, and internal organs tempered by the Dragon Elephant Force instantly became one.

The whole body is perfectly round, and the power is unified.

The power of the whole body flows to every part, without leakage inside or outside. When exerting force, it is no longer limited to the waist, abdomen, and arms, but the entire body.

The force was like mercury spilling onto the ground, flowing through the entire body.

Zhu Ju outwardly concealed his vital energy and inwardly restrained his spirit, his eyes reflecting Ma Gulan's every move.

Bring your elbow back, raise your arm, lunge forward...

"Peng!"

Fists and palms collided, unleashing tremendous force.

Zhu Ju swayed, using the momentum to turn to the side, his arm whipping the back of the opponent's head like a soft whip.

"Snapped!"

The force of the swing was like the explosion of firecrackers.

This moment.

The power he unleashed was in no way inferior to that of a seventh-rank martial artist.

Ma Gulan subconsciously tensed his muscles, his body arched suddenly, and he retreated at an astonishing speed.

My eyebrows are on fire!

Although the name is not pleasant, it is the ultimate move of the Blazing Sun Palm, capable of unleashing its potential in critical situations.

"What kind of skill is this? It allows a ninth-rank martial artist to hold his own against a seventh-rank martial artist."

Ma Gulan's eyes narrowed:
"The Zhu family still has such a lineage?"

"Kung Fu?" Zhu Ju smiled nonchalantly.
"It can be considered a skill."

This skill requires practitioners to fully master their own strength and qi, reaching an extreme level.

The power has reached a state of perfection.

in this way.

Every move he makes exudes incredible power.

Zhu Ju had even stronger control over his physical strength, so much so that even cultivating the Thunderclap Force was useless to him.

The Thunderclap Force can make the practitioner faster and stronger, but its speed has already reached the limit of the physical body. Unless it is a technique that directly targets the third rank or above, it is useless to him.

"The fire is raging..."

With a slight grin, Zhu Ju strode forward:
"Take a move from me too!"

Giant Spirit Fist!
Landslide!

force!
force!
force!
His forward-rushing body swelled slightly, and his violent power, like a mountain collapsing, crashed down on Ma Gulan.

If a tangible martial will were to strike the soul first, Ma Gulan's eyes narrowed, and flames surged in his sea of ​​consciousness. He was a beat slow to react before raising his palm to meet the attack.

"Peng!"

"Crackling..."

Zhu Ju flipped over, his fists leaving afterimages as he unleashed wave after wave of ferocious punches.

Despite having only a mid-ninth rank cultivation level, he forced Ma Gulan to retreat repeatedly.

His punches were continuous and powerful; once he took the upper hand, his offensive surged like a vast ocean.

They seemed poised to crush their opponent in one fell swoop.

"what!"

Ma Gulan roared in a low voice, his blood and qi surging like raging flames, and the soil beneath his feet began to crumble.

retreat!

retreat!

Refund!

She originally thought Zhu Ju was weak and that such a fierce attack would not last, but she did not expect that the opponent's punches could keep increasing in strength. If this continued, she would eventually be unable to hold on.

Ninth rank

How could they possibly crush me?

With a furious roar of resentment, Ma Gulan's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and blood gushed from the wounds on his chest and abdomen.

A surge of scorching heat erupted from his heart and suddenly flowed into his fist.

Accumulate firewood to extinguish a fire!

"Die!"

"boom!"

A flame, over ten feet long, burst forth from the fist, instantly reducing a nearby table to ashes.

If a living person were to directly confront its edge, they would inevitably fan the flames.

Zhu Ju, however, seemed to have foreseen the future, dodging the opponent's punch as it was unleashed.

At the same time, he moved like a nimble ape, closing in from the side, giving Ma Gulan no chance to catch her breath, and continued his fierce attack.

"Giant Spirit Fist Intent!"

Only then did Ma Gulan realize something was wrong:

"You are definitely not Zhu Ju, who are you?"

"Who am I?" Zhu Ju asked calmly.
"Haven't you been looking for me?"

"Looking for you?" Ma Gulan retreated repeatedly, shouting:
"I'm looking for Zhou Ruxuan, the murderer who killed my brother..."

"It's you!"

She suddenly realized what was happening, glared angrily at Zhu Ju, and felt her blood and qi surging wildly within her.

"You killed Yuanzhi!"

Can't go wrong.

Ma Yuanzhi's plan against Zhou Ruxuan had already been completed, and the Zhou family was in a state of chaos due to the demons, so they had no energy to investigate in the short term. If there were no unexpected changes, the younger brother would have already become a good thing.

Zhu Ju.

It was after that day that he was suddenly noticed by Zhou Ruxuan and was even pre-selected as the Zhou family's son-in-law.

Yuan Zhi died from the force of a powerful punch...

It must be because Zhu Ju killed Ma Yuanzhi and saved Zhou Ruxuan that this happened.

He only thought that Zhou Ruxuan killed Yuanzhi and only wanted to take revenge on her, but he didn't expect that the real culprit was someone else.

"good."

Zhu Ju's expression was calm:

"so……"

"Go down and keep your brother company."

"Ah!" Ma Gulan roared, his heart filled with a mixture of anger, resentment, and frustration.

Until it transforms into a burning fire that consumes everything, bursting forth in fury.

A dazzling display of lights illuminates the night!
In an instant, countless palm strikes filled the entire quiet room, and Ma Gulan's anger seemed to burn away the past.

The flames were blazing.

Zhu Ju stood in the center of the field with a cold and stern face, a stark contrast to the furious roar of Ma Gulan.

His movements remained simple and decisive, without any frills, yet they perfectly blocked the incoming attack.

"Shh!"

"Snapped!"

With both fists like whips, he struck Ma Gulan's neck, and with the sound of bones cracking, the arena fell silent.

"Sincerity leads to foresight, and the pinnacle of martial arts..."

Ma Gulan swayed, her eyes fixed on Zhu Ju, gazing into his dark, deep eyes:

"What a martial arts master."

"I will die by your hand..."

"It's not a loss!"

(End of this chapter)