Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

Chapter 107 Be My Dog

"Buddha is angry."

Yuan An roared angrily.

A large amount of pale red steam appeared on his body as he used a secret technique to unleash his power, causing his strength to surge.

He was behind Chen Yi at this moment, and his fist, which was bursting with power and wrapped in a gale, made a cracking sound when he was thrown out, breaking the sound barrier with its speed.

Then, it was planted hard on Chen Yi's unsuspecting back.

Chen Yi's body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a chasm, with rubble flying everywhere.

"You hit it."

Seeing Chen Yi fly out and scrape through the ditch, Yuan An's face lit up with joy.

The skin on his arms was cracked, a result of his body being unable to withstand the force.

The internal organs also suffered varying degrees of damage.

These are all side effects of the explosive secret technique.

But as long as we can get rid of this scourge Chen Yi, then there won't be any problems.

"It might not be that I killed him; he might just be seriously injured, and I'd have to smash his head open."

Yuan Anxin said.

He strode towards Chen Yi, intending to deliver the final blow.

I had only taken two steps when a voice came from the pit.

"That hurts so much! The monk is really strong."

Yuan An immediately stopped in his tracks, a look of disbelief on his face.

Chen Yi got up from the ground through the crack in the stone bricks.

His clothes were completely ruined by the friction.

But the exposed body had no marks whatsoever.

It felt as if I had just been hit, but it was all an illusion.

But the broken stones and cracks on the ground testify to what had just happened.

That leaves only one reason.

Chen Yi's external martial arts, like his physical strength, are extremely terrifying and incomprehensibly hard.

Yuan An was dumbfounded. His strength and external martial arts were so powerful, but his cultivation level was only at the Bone Forging stage. This was completely illogical.

As for hiding one's cultivation level, Chen Yi definitely doesn't have any internal energy, so there's absolutely no way he could be hiding his cultivation level.

What exactly happened?

"Demon King, Mara, could it really be—"

A thought suddenly popped into Yuan An's mind.

This thought made his face turn pale instantly.

He previously said that Chen Yi was Mara, a demon's son, and a member of the demonic followers.

That was just throwing dirty water; he knew perfectly well in his heart that the other party couldn't possibly be him.

But now, he's starting to believe it.

Then, fear arose in my heart.

Mara, that's someone who can take on Buddhism.

How could a monk possibly be able to handle this?

He was filled with regret. If he had really known that it was Mara, the Demon King, he would never have come, let alone come to eliminate the demon and protect the righteous path.

"Now that you're done, it's my turn," Chen Yi said.

Yuan An looked at Chen Yi, then suddenly turned and ran away, completely disregarding the dignity of a Grandmaster of the Qi Refining Realm.

Martial artists at the Qi Refining Realm possess immense strength and are also incredibly fast.

His legs were wrapped in a powerful aura, and with each thrust he could leap more than ten meters, disappearing from the dock in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, you run really fast."

Chen Yi watched the other person's retreating figure, without any intention of chasing after them.

The reason is simple: although his punching power is as high as 17 points, his resistance is as high as 10 points.

But with a speed of only 1, how could it possibly catch up with the fleeing Yuan An?

If Yuan An were to take a punch head-on from him and cripple him, then he could be taken down.

"As long as he's still in Tianhai, he can't escape."

Chen Yi remembered Yuan An's appearance, and upon returning this time, he began to practice movement-based martial arts.

If we meet again, Yuan'an will have no chance of escaping.

As for now.

Chen Yi walked towards another pit.

There lay there, Rolf, who had taken a punch from him and whose fate was unknown.

As Chen Yi walked over, he offered his assessment of the battle.

"A punch with a power of 17 is enough to break through the protective qi of a martial artist in the Gangqi Realm, and may even seriously injure him with a single punch."

In terms of power, it is comparable to a cannonball.

A resistance level of 10 is enough to withstand the explosive punches of a Qi Refining Realm martial artist, but it will still cause pain. It needs to be increased to 15 to avoid being hurt.

Chen Yi scratched his back.

With the recovery of qi and blood, the pain disappeared in just a few moments.

Reaching Yuan An's fist with his back was indeed a somewhat reckless move, but he also used his defensive abilities.

Dynamic resistance temporarily increases the defense of a specified location, at the cost of reduced defense in other areas.

However, it was quite effective against Yuan An's fists.

The punch that injured him only caused him some pain.

"I wonder if the foreign martial arts instructor from the fighting association is dead or not. He probably used a secret technique to enhance his external skills, and he also had protective qi around his body. He shouldn't have been killed by my punch."

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Yi walked to the edge of the pit.

Upon hearing footsteps, Luo Fu, who was inside the pit, opened his eyes and looked at the person approaching.

Upon seeing Chen Yi's appearance, he knew that Yuan An had failed.

"He really is a devil. Even so, there's no way to defeat him." He gritted his teeth and said.

"I'm the devil? Hahaha."

Unexpectedly, Luo Fu still thought that way, and Chen Yi laughed out loud.

After laughing for a while, he looked at Luo Fu and said, "In that case, I can give you a devil's choice: do you want to die, or do you want to be my dog? Being a dog means you can live, but your life and death are in my hands, and you have to do whatever I tell you to do."

Rolf struggled to climb out of the pit.

Then stand firmly on your ground.

At this moment, one could see the terrible state of his body. His hands hung limply as if they had no bones, and his chest was sunken in. One could only imagine what had become of his internal organs.

The fact that he is still alive is truly remarkable; the vitality of martial arts masters is incredibly strong.

"That's terrible, but as long as you act as my dog, I guarantee you'll survive, and even be more powerful than before," Chen Yi commented.

"Devil, if you want me to submit, do it in my next life."

Rolf sneered, completely unmoved.

The vow he made when he joined the church came to mind.

Protect the weak and fight against evildoers.

After death, they do not enter heaven, but instead go to hell to fight the devil.

Now is the time to bear witness to the faith.

"My lord, please give me strength."

He let out a low shout, and his dying body suddenly surged with power once more.

If you can no longer throw punches with your hands, then run and use your shoulders to bump into things.

"Very courageous." Chen Yi couldn't help but be moved by his spirit.

He threw another punch mercilessly at Rolf, who was stumbling towards him.

"A powerful punch."

Furthermore, he also used the ability to amplify his punching power.

Thirteen percent of his punching power struck Rolf directly.

This time, there was no protective aura, and no secret techniques to enhance external skills.

Bang.

Rover's body flew backward, smashing into the stone floor once again, creating a crater.

This time, however, there were no human figures inside.

Instead, it was a mass of minced meat, plastered inside the pit.

Chen Yi walked to the pit and confirmed that Luo Fu was dead.

He sighed, "You've got guts, but the more courageous you are, the more I'll want to kill you."

What is meant by giving someone a break? It's about winning their loyalty through your own integrity.

He doesn't exist here.

I won't be a dog.

Then die.