Chapter 224 - 218: A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (11)

Chapter 224: Chapter 218: A Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (11)

"Gui Ying Qianlie!"

Yu Zhonggui’s descending palm was a paradox, seeming both incredibly slow and incredibly fast. The two sensations blended together, creating the illusion of countless palms striking at once from different angles and speeds.

With a single palm strike, phantoms multiplied, as if innumerable palm prints were landing at once. The Palm Momentum built layer upon layer, instantly reaching a terrifying peak.

"Infinite!"

Fu Juemin retaliated instantly. In his Five Phases United state, black Vitality condensed in his palm into a massive Grinding Disc. Under the immense pressure of Yu Zhonggui’s palm, this "Grinding Disc" seemed to make a breakthrough, contracting inward with a RUMBLE and shrinking by a full circle.

The two Palm Momenta collided, letting out a terrifying series of CRACKLE-POP explosions.

In the end, the "Grinding Disc" did indeed shatter, and Yu Zhonggui lightly pressed a palm against Fu Juemin’s chest.

BANG!

A shockwave of Vitality erupted. Fu Juemin grunted and was forced back two steps.

A cold smile on his face, Yu Zhonggui shadowed him and immediately launched another palm strike.

"Winning the Golden Branch of the Toad Palace!"

"Meridian Yin and Yang, Pole Flipping!"

Fu Juemin let out a savage roar. He brought his arms together, and all the black Vitality surrounding him contracted, seeming to gather entirely within his hands in an instant before he suddenly struck out!

BOOM!

A flicker crossed Yu Zhonggui’s eyes, but his expression remained unchanged. He unleashed his Body Technique and, from an unbelievable angle, managed to dodge Fu Juemin’s terrifying palm strike—a move born of a Eureka Moment.

And as he did, one of his hands swept past Fu Juemin’s throat.

"Urk... ahem, ahem!"

His own attack having just missed, Fu Juemin’s face turned grim the very next second. He clutched his neck tightly, staggering backward uncontrollably once again!

Forced back twice in a row, the demonic, sky-scorching aura that had surrounded Fu Juemin weakened again and again, almost hitting rock bottom.

"Heh..."

In contrast, Yu Zhonggui gave a cold laugh. As if lifted by an invisible staircase, he rose into the air step by step.

He looked down on Fu Juemin from above, his profound black robes fluttering. His momentum was like the moon at its zenith!

"So many people wanted you dead back then, yet you got lucky and escaped with your life.

But instead of repenting after cheating death, you dare to jump out and make a scene!"

"Demon, Elephant?"

Yu Zhonggui’s eyes were like two cold stars, flashing with a frigid light. He looked at Fu Juemin and said, word by word, "It is your fate... to die by my hand."

As he spoke, Yu Zhonggui slowly raised his hand, but this time, he curled his fingers into a fist.

In that instant, all the moonlight spilling from behind Yu Zhonggui seemed to converge upon the Finger Tiger on his right hand.

The Finger Tiger, originally a dark gold color, now erupted with an incredibly blinding light.

"Taiyin Moon Shadow, Full Moon and Crescent... Broken Moon!"

All the Vitality of Yu Zhonggui’s Great Success of Gratitude cultivation converged into this single punch.

The fist’s momentum descended with overwhelming force, like splitting bamboo. The blinding radiance aimed straight for Fu Juemin’s heart!

It seemed the fist was about to strike that imposing body and mercilessly run it through.

But just then...

THUD!—

A muffled sound rang out.

Yu Zhonggui’s punch was blocked. He froze for a moment.

He saw that a fleshy palm had caught his fist and was holding it tight.

He frowned slightly and tried to pull his fist back to strike again, but to his shock, he found his right hand was seemingly stuck to that palm.

The Profound Gold Finger Tiger was embedded deep between the fingers. The hand seemed to be swelling, growing larger, its flesh and bone squeezing the Finger Tiger until it made creaking sounds, "CREAK... CREAK...", as if about to break under the strain.

Startled, Yu Zhonggui suddenly looked up.

He discovered that Fu Juemin—the man he had sent staggering back in utter defeat with just two moves—was now looking down at him calmly.

His entire body was also swelling, growing larger.

Orange-red light patterns, like some ancient totem, appeared and spread across his skin.

His aura, which had previously faded to its lowest point, now began to surge wildly, as if a seal had been broken!

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a terrifying presence, as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea, both demonic and fiendish, completely enveloping him.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK—

Amidst the horrifying sound of flesh and bone growing, an expanding shadow fell over Yu Zhonggui’s face.

Yu Zhonggui couldn’t make out the man’s expression; he could only see a pair of sinister eyes that flickered like Demon Fire, and hear...

...a low, raspy voice that sounded like scraping, rusted metal.

"A master from the Toad Palace... impressive indeed..."

"You are worthy..."

"...of witnessing my... Dragon Elephant True Body!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhonggui’s body trembled violently, and a look of utter shock and disbelief spread across his face.

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