it runes covering his entire body, every move he made was infused with their power.This is the power of half-baked bone patterns that Luo Li just spoke of!Bone patterns, the manifestation of spiritual...In the ring.

Lin Feng no longer pretended to be courteous and elegant.

By this time, all he could think about was subduing Yun Hao as quickly as possible.

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A loud shout.

Lin Feng's body instantly surged towards Yun Hao.

He rushed to Yun Hao's face and punched with his right fist.

Empty Fist!

From the high-level transmission of the True Martial Scripture!

in a flash.

The entire space of the ring seemed to come to a standstill.

Immediately following, a torrent of power surged forth with explosive force.

Even the divine array light curtain that enveloped this arena rippled violently like surging waves at this moment.

"Wow!"

"What terrible boxing!"

"As expected of a genius chosen by the True Martial Sect of the Human Domain, with all his might unleashed, he possesses such terrifying power!"

Lin Feng merely threw a single punch, yet it brought an extreme shock to the hearts of countless spectators.

All eyes were fixed on Yun Hao, everyone was curious about how the miracle-maker Yun Hao, who had repeatedly created miracles today, would respond to Lin Feng's offensive

Facing Lin Feng's incoming Void Palm, Yun Hao remained calm. He deployed a move from the Falling-Sunset Divine Sword Technique.

The purple sword qi was shattered by Lin Feng's fist, setting off a storm.

Yun Hao's body, skillfully borrowing strength, swayed with the storm, pulling distance backward. He then stepped on the waves, unfolding the mysterious and unpredictable changes of Shenzhonghou, easily avoiding being hit by Lin Feng's continuous attacks.

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His response astonished all the spectators.

"Hmph, hiding and dodging, what a skill!"

Lin Feng's expression was icy cold, he roared with a shout, and then charged towards Yun Hao again. His fists flew out together, dense fist prints appearing in the air.

Widespread attacks!

He just wanted a quick and decisive victory!

Even if Yun Hao possessed the mystical skill of Shen Zun Bu, he was confident that he could trap Yun Hao within his relentless barrage of punches!

As countless fists, like raindrops, were about to engulf Yun Hao.

A blazing golden light suddenly appeared on Yun Hao's body.

Heaven-defying divine ability, Eternal Golden Body!

He cast a defensive spell, while simultaneously his divinity, qi and blood, and spirit rapidly entered the state of cultivation within the Wu Wei Sutra. At this moment, what he was doing wasn't resonating with Heaven and Earth, but rather resonating with the countless imprints of the Void Fist!

Before.

Yun Hao then, through the Book of Wu Wei, glimpsed some secrets of the Empty Light Fist.

But at that time, I had only seen Lin Feng use one move, the Void Fist. Therefore, I was far from fully understanding the true meaning of the Void Fist.

Nowadays.

Yun Hao took advantage of the opportunity to fight Lin Feng head-on to increase his understanding of Kongmingquan!

In his perception.

Every punch mark became countless times clearer, the way the power within each mark flowed and circulated was all presented one by one.

"Boom boom boom!"

Yun Hao, relying on his instinct, dodged some of the punches.

There were also some punches and kicks that he withstood thanks to the protection of his Eternal Golden Body!

Even heaven-defying divine abilities struggled against Lin Feng's Empty Myriad Fist. Yun Hao's body flew backward, his golden light shattering, his skin cracking, and fresh blood splattering everywhere.

Looking at this scene, Lin Feng's suppressed mood instantly improved.

He burst into wild laughter and roared, "Before, I was just careless, giving you a chance to take advantage. Now that I'm serious, you only have the chance of being continuously beaten back by me! You won't even get a chance to touch the hem of my clothes!"

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, his attack surged forth once more.

The dense punches still rained down on Yun Hao.

Yun Hao's eyes sparkled with brilliance, his feet treading the divine footprints as he weaved through the gaps between the punches.

He had a certain understanding of this move in the Empty Fist style. At this time, dodging it felt effortless. His movements were smooth and flowing, and he zipped through the dense barrage of punches in the blink of an eye, appearing before Lin Feng!

"Whoosh!"

Sword drawn, sword sheathed!

Wind rises, wind howls!

Eternal Blade, Tempest of Calamity!

Lin Feng's face changed drastically. He hadn't expected Yun Hao to be able to break through his attack.

He immediately took a step back, his figure retreating violently.

The sword of calamity, a weapon forged in the heart of a tempest, cleaved through this platform crafted from an extraordinary material, leaving behind a chasm that yawned open.

...While retreating to the distant forest, Lin Feng was unharmed. However, his long robe, which was already stained crimson with blood, became tattered and ragged, and his hair was disheveled.

If you didn't know his identity, anyone who saw him would think he was a genuine beggar.

Lin Feng's chest heaved violently, his nostrils flaring with anger.

Just a moment ago, he was boasting wildly, saying that Yun Hao could only be constantly driven back by him, that Yun Hao couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. But in the blink of an eye, Yun Hao gave him a resounding slap.

Lin Feng felt the utmost humiliation and frustration.

He roared, like a ferocious beast gone mad, his fists clenched as he blasted toward Yun Hao. One punch after another, each blow landed with brutal force.

Yun Hao remained calm and composed, letting Lin Feng's attacks come at him relentlessly without being swayed.

Lin Feng's boxing techniques, under Yun Hao's perception of Wuwei Jing, every punch's force and trajectory were all captured by him.

This high-level martial art, passed down through generations, gradually lost its mystery and threat in the face of Yun Hao.

He dodged aside with ease, not showing any signs of effort at all.

Driven by rage, Lin Feng had been attacking relentlessly for a long time. Unable to make any headway, he grew increasingly agitated. Suddenly, a jolt ran through his body as a chilling realization dawned on him!

Just now, his fist force could still be felt on Yun Hao from time to time.

Now...

Every one of his punches seemed to be something Yun Hao had already anticipated before he threw it.

Yun Hao could already predict his moves in advance……so, his fist could no longer strike Yun Hao!

Why has this happened

Lin Feng couldn't understand at all!

All spectators once again witnessed a miracle.

Although Yun Hao hasn't retaliated yet, anyone with eyes can see that Lin Feng has already lost his advantage!

The middle-aged man from the Zhenwu Sect had a complex expression, with a bitter smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

With his vision and experience, of course he could see that Yun Hao had already grasped the moves and patterns of the Empty Clarity Fist!

"Lu Yi... It seems you dug a pit for me long ago, waiting for me to jump in!" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Yi who was drinking and watching the fight from afar, thinking inwardly.

In his view, it must have been Lü Yi who told Yun Hao the secret of Kongming Fist.

Although Kongming Quan is a tradition passed down from the Zhenwu Sect, it once belonged to the Wuwei Sect's lineage as well. The Wuwei Sect still possesses the secrets of this martial art, and the middle-aged man didn't find anything unusual about it.

He could never have imagined the true reason why Yun Hao had mastered the secrets of Kongming Fist!

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion erupted on the stage.

With disheveled hair, tattered clothes, and blood all over his body, Lin Feng unleashed his strongest attack, but he still failed to hit Yun Hao. He only managed to blast two huge craters into the stage made of this special material.

At this moment, Lin Feng was panting heavily.

While Yun Hao, however, was breathing evenly.

The contrast between their states is simply worlds apart.

"Your confidence is nothing but blind arrogance. You lost!" Yun Hao's voice rang out.

Then, another move of the Wanjie Sword erupted. This time, the blazing fire-devouring sword struck Lin Feng, who was about to run out of strength!a Feishen Dan as an exchange.The disciple gave him a bottle of Fei Shen Dan. After all, we people from the Tianjian Sect always do things with a broad mind and never act petty.But who would have thoug...