NOVEL Immortality Martial Arts: I Started with the Five Animals Health Fist Chapter 821 - 275: The Great Divine Power That Reflects Through the Ages! Sweeping Invincibly!

Immortality Martial Arts: I Started with the Five Animals Health Fist

Chapter 821 - 275: The Great Divine Power That Reflects Through the Ages! Sweeping Invincibly!
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"They’re about to fight!"

Duanmu Tao and Xia Yanjie were both taken aback.

After becoming aware of Wang Fuhu’s identity, they both harbored thoughts of retreat, feeling that it would be safest to have the Great Flame Empire’s Martial Saint take action.

However, Su Changkong wasn’t willing to give up so easily. He directly challenged Wang Fuhu, who, with his temperament, naturally could not stand idly by.

The icy tone of the challenge had hardly faded when Wang Fuhu, without hesitation, chose to attack. His time was running out, he needed to preserve all his strength to go and find the Martial Saint of the Xia Yan clan and battle him, but this junior who dared to obstruct his path infuriated him!

As the strongest person beneath the Martial Saint of the Huwei Dynasty, he absolutely would not tolerate anyone being so presumptuous in front of him!

"Boom!"

Wang Fuhu suddenly punched out. This punch seemed simple and unexciting, not stirring up any ripples. In fact, its power was condensed within, with not a trace leaking out; otherwise, even a bit of Wang Fuhu’s mastery-level strength being emitted would be enough to reduce the extravagant and majestic Spring Rain Building to ruins.

"Bang!"

The punch furiously landed on Su Changkong’s chest, the force vibrating intensely. Even the top fighters proficient in Horizontal Training Hard Skill would have been torn asunder by the tremor.

"Hmm?"

But an uncontrollable look of astonishment appeared on Wang Fuhu’s face, for Su Changkong took his punch directly to the chest without budging, using his body to absorb and dissipate the concentrated force of the blow!

Su Changkong’s Giant Whale Skill had reached the 11th level, his physique was sturdy, and his Giant Whale True Qi enveloped every inch of muscle and bone throughout his body. When it came to the strength of the flesh, he was close to a Martial Saint. Even standing still, it was hard for a typical Pseudo Divine Skill to injure him, not to mention that Wang Fuhu’s strike was far from full force. For Su Changkong, it was like child’s play, and it barely shook him.

"Let’s... take this fight outside!"

Su Changkong said calmly, his five fingers clenched tightly. Under Wang Fuhu’s astonished gaze, he suddenly punched at his chest.

"Bang!"

In the midst of a dull explosion, the nearby tables and chairs were shredded by the gust of the punch, and Wang Fuhu himself was sent flying backward, smashing into a wall that collapsed under the impact, and he was thrown from the second-floor VIP room into the center of Spring Rain Lake outside the building, flying like a cannonball.

Having dissipated the force, Wang Fuhu’s burly body stood in the center of the lake as if he were on flat ground, with ripples spreading beneath his feet.

Standing on the surface of the lake, Wang Fuhu’s eyes gradually warmed up, "A rare master indeed!"

Originally, Wang Fuhu did not want to engage with Su Changkong and the other two; he did not regard them highly. Fighting them would only waste his time and deplete his strength.

But after witnessing Su Changkong’s light-handed move, Wang Fuhu realized that the young man in black was far from ordinary, which ignited a surge of combat desire within him.

The reason he had reappeared in this world, other than because of that potent, mysterious force, was also due to his obsession. Having perished at the hands of the Martial Saint in the great battle of the past, filled with unwillingness, these combined allowed him the chance to manifest on this land again in another form, to challenge the Martial Saint once more!

Now, the young man in black was not a Martial Saint but an Innate Martial Artist like him, which delighted Wang Fuhu. Within the Innate Realm, nobody could challenge him!

"Elder Blade, be careful!"

Xia Yanjie and Duanmu Tao knew the battle was unavoidable, and both hurriedly admonished Su Changkong.

"Hmm."

Su Changkong simply nodded, then his figure flashed, crossing the great distance and nimbly landing at the center of Spring Rain Lake, standing on the water facing Wang Fuhu from afar.

"Wang Fuhu is the strongest under the Martial Saint of the Huwei Dynasty. It took the Martial Saint to slay him. Can Elder Blade defeat him?"

Xia Yanjie was vaguely worried.

Duanmu Tao, on the other hand, stared intently at the two in the center of the lake. He had witnessed Su Changkong’s actions more than once, each one astounding. Years ago, Su Changkong vanquished powerful enemies and secured the Divine Artifact Transforming Dragon Gate. How much stronger had he become now?

In facing the strongest person beneath the former dynasty’s Martial Saint, he might not fall much short!

"Hmm? There are people on the lake? Martial Artists!

"Are they about to fight?"

The stand-off between Su Changkong and Wang Fuhu in the center of the lake drew the attention of many bystanders along the shore, each one eagerly watching the confrontation unfold at the lake’s center.

"Your name is Dao Wufeng? You are worthy for me to take action!"

Wang Fuhu looked at Su Changkong from afar, his desire to battle growing.

"Then let’s see if you’re worthy of having me fight seriously."

Su Changkong replied calmly. He too was curious about the abilities of this Wang Fuhu, for whom Xia Yanjie felt a Martial Saint was required for a serious challenge.

"Arrogant!"

Wang Fuhu’s expression darkened; there were no more words. In the open expanse of Spring Rain Lake, he could fight freely!

Boom!

Wang Fuhu stamped his foot, and where his foot hit, the tranquil lake surface indented. He charged forward like a roaring tiger.

"Dragon-Taming Tiger-Subduing Fist!"

Wang Fuhu’s momentum climbed relentlessly. His right fist formed a seal and he suddenly punched out.

"Roar!"

"Growl!"

Across the skies of Spring Rain Lake, the sound of a dragon’s roar that could slice through clouds and a tiger’s roar that could intimidate forests echoed, with a dragon and tiger seeming to ascend and leap on Wang Fuhu’s arms, intertwining with a divine might capable of taming dragons and subduing tigers!

Wang Fuhu was serious this time, and his first attack was earth-shatteringly powerful, a fist technique reaching the level of a Pseudo Divine Skill. Just the aura of the dragon and tiger was enough to terrify and X_unnerve_ppl.

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