Chapter 223 - 218: A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (Part 11)

Chapter 223: Chapter 218: A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (Part 11)

This was especially true for the ordinary members of the Revolutionary Faction. Even from a great distance, they felt the fierce gale, like steel knives scraping their faces. A bone-piercing chill made it almost impossible for them to remain standing.

They had some understanding of the Martial Dao—their comrade, Tang Jing, possessed impressive Martial Arts skills himself. But what they were now seeing and feeling completely shattered their imagination and perception of the Martial Dao.

How could a mortal body stir up such a tempest with its own power? The mere aura leaking from their attacks had created a terrifying field on the massive riverbank, like a small storm.

Were these even men?

Could the Martial Dao truly be this powerful?!

The Instructor and the Young Master, who had retreated all the way to the edge of the field, also wore grave expressions, tinged with unconcealable shock.

Once a Martial Artist entered the Gratitude Sensing Realm, their cultivation began to shift toward the more profound level of Consciousness.

The excavation of the human body’s potential moved from the shallower level of using External Skills and medicinal stones for Body Forging and physical training to the deeper, broader level of "Heart Cultivation."

The two of them had only just entered the Gratitude Sensing Realm, reaching a state of Consciousness where they could "sense the autumn wind before it blew." While their Vitality far surpassed that of the Tongxuan realm, the gap was still within a comprehensible range.

But the aura now erupting from Yu Zhonggui instantly shattered their shallow understanding of the Gratitude Sensing Realm.

Only now did they truly understand—even within the Gratitude Sensing Realm, there could be a world of difference!

...

"PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!"

It was the soft sound of something being ruthlessly pierced again and again.

Fu Juemin stood firm in the center of the field, his body unmoving, but his Protective Qi Membrane was being torn to shreds by Yu Zhonggui’s fingers, riddled with holes like a sieve!

For the first time, he so clearly recognized the gap between himself and a top-tier martial artist from a Gratitude Martial Family.

This gap wasn’t caused by a difference in Qi Blood or strength, but in an area he had always neglected and never had time to remedy: the application of Vitality!

With his Five Phases Unleashed, Fu Juemin was confident that the sheer abundance of his Vitality was far greater than Yu Zhonggui’s.

But just as Yu Zhonggui had said, his application of that Vitality—his technique—was simply too crude!

If the same amount of Vitality in Yu Zhonggui’s hands was a rifle, a bullet, a cannon that could easily blast through steel walls...

...then in his own hands, it was merely a slingshot and a stone.

Their use and control of Vitality were on completely different levels.

’The Spirit and Body Cultivation Book!’

’After this battle, I’ll train like a madman in Vitality manipulation techniques, break through the Gratitude Sensing Realm, and master Heart Cultivation... I will fix this shortcoming, whatever it takes!’

Fu Juemin made a great vow in his heart!

The feeling right now was just too unbearable, too suffocating.

With the Great Success of Dragon Elephant, his physical Defense was astonishingly high. Even without the reinforcement of his Protective Qi Membrane, Yu Zhonggui’s Finger Technique only left red and purple marks on his body.

Thanks to his Pure Body and the vortex of Innate Primordial Qi in his Dantian, these were merely superficial injuries that would heal in no time.

But it had been a long time since he’d been beaten like a punching bag.

The last time... was when he was training with Li Tong.

"Demon Light!"

With the Snake Demon Soul active, Fu Juemin directly unleashed a killing move he had created by combining it with the Glazed Pure Radiance Slash!

After his continuous refinement and polishing, this move was superior in every aspect to his half-baked Pharmacist Master’s Great Aspiration Slash.

As he executed a Hand Blade strike, a massive, scythe-like Black Moon seemed to rise around him.

It was no longer blurry or distorted; its lines were clear, and it emanated the faint glow of a glazed, black mirror.

"WHOOSH—"

"CLANG!"

The Demon Light seemed to strike something, and a sharp clang of metal on metal rang out in the empty air!

In an instant, the dozens of Yu Zhonggui’s afterimages surrounding Fu Juemin vanished. When he reappeared, he was already more than ten meters away in a different spot.

He was casually adjusting the Dark Gold Finger Tiger on his hand.

"That move is somewhat worthy of your reputation."

Yu Zhonggui looked at Fu Juemin with a hint of surprise, his posture now completely that of a superior giving pointers. "However, that doesn’t seem to be the Martial Arts that you, the Demon Elephant, are famous for, is it?"

"None of your business what Martial Arts I use."

Fu Juemin twisted his neck, producing a few crisp cracks from his bones. As his skin and muscles stretched, the finger marks all over his body faded away at a visible rate, like a receding tide.

He had been poked by Yu Zhonggui’s two fingers for what felt like an eternity and was already seething with anger. He sneered, "If it can kill you, it’s good Martial Arts."

"You want to kill me?"

Yu Zhonggui lowered his hand.

It was the first time Fu Juemin had seen him smile. On that unremarkable, pale face, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into an arc filled with cold mockery.

"With just that one move?"

Yu Zhonggui made no effort to hide his contempt and disdain, pointing at Fu Juemin as he sneered, "Or are you relying on that Deadly Force you gained from your external training? Or that impressive-looking but useless Vitality of yours?

Oh."

The mocking curve on Yu Zhonggui’s lips widened as his gaze fell upon the "Black Flower" blooming on Fu Juemin’s chest.

"You’ve also practiced a Poison Technique. This abnormal Vitality of yours... I’m afraid you forced it out by stimulating your acupoints with that Poison Technique, didn’t you?

How much longer can you last?"

As if Yu Zhonggui had hit the nail on the head, Fu Juemin’s "expression changed drastically." His eyes turned gloomy, and he fell silent.

"Your Heart Scene is unformed. You haven’t entered Heart Intent. Though we are both in the Gratitude Sensing Realm, now that you’ve fallen into my hands..."

Yu Zhonggui’s eyes narrowed as he stared at Fu Juemin, his expression apathetic, as if every word were soaked in ice. "There is only... death!"

The moment the words left his lips, his entire body flickered like a phantom, appearing instantly before Fu Juemin.

His right hand rose, light as a feather. In the moonlight, the Finger Tiger in his palm refracted a heart-stoppingly cold glint as it gently descended toward Fu Juemin’s chest.