Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 364 - 152: Treading the Southern Heavens, Shattering Lingxiao (Part 2)
The Celestial Saint Sect integrated the tyrannical force into the Wild Bull Fist and spread it widely among the populace, essentially adopting a broad-net approach.
Those who can comprehend the tyrannical force from the Wild Bull Fist are all potential martial seeds that can realize the Tyrannical True Intent.
"Moreover..."
"Look at his expression closely."
"His eyes shine with a hint of excitement."
"Clearly, he is using Tang Weizhong’s hand to help himself comprehend the Tyrannical True Intent."
"Every martial artist who comprehends the Tyrannical True Intent has various methods; perhaps Zhao Hao’s method might also work."
Li Guoyao said, "Let’s observe first, and then assist him when he can’t hold on anymore."
"Here, take this elixir, rest for a while and then continue."
Li Guoyao took out an elixir and tossed it over.
He walked over to Lee Mengxi, a powerful aura rising from his body, enveloping him.
Instantly, Meng Xi felt lighter, and the gravitas of the blade intent on him weakened quite a bit.
"Yes, uncle."
Meng Xi responded, swallowed the elixir, and began to recover.
"This kid named Zhao Hao is quite interesting."
Li Guoyao watched the battle between the two with a smile, thoroughly enjoying it.
...
Lin Zheyu and Tang Weizhong’s battle was extremely fierce.
Without using Qi and Blood Burst Skill for enhancement, Lin Zheyu’s combat strength was only similar to that of an ordinary martial artist in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm.
Compared to Tang Weizhong, there was a considerable gap.
If it weren’t for relying on his exceptional lightweight skill to maneuver, he would have already been defeated.
Nevertheless, despite this, he was still being suppressed by Tang Weizhong.
The feelings of powerlessness, frustration, and depression continued to brew in his heart.
Bang!
The Wild Bull Fist was launched, sending the closeby Tang Weizhong flying with a punch.
Lin Zheyu’s chest clothes ripped with a tearing sound, torn by Tang Weizhong’s hand, leaving deep, bloody marks on his chest.
"Hey, it’s nothing impressive."
"Thick-skinned and tough, but lacking strength, he’s just a meat target."
Tang Weizhong sneered.
He used the cloth fragments on his hand to wipe the blood off his nails, blowing the cloth pieces towards Lin Zheyu lightly.
"Hum!"
Lin Zheyu snorted lightly, looking indifferently at Tang Weizhong.
He seemed somewhat shabby, with clothes torn to tatters and dozens of bloody marks clawed all over him.
Some were even deep enough to see the bone.
This was caused by Tang Weizhong using bursting martial skills, leaving sudden explosive injuries.
Tang Weizhong couldn’t utilize bursting martial skills recklessly like Lin Zheyu, being only able to use them a few times.
If used excessively, surpassing the body’s limits, it would harm oneself.
Otherwise, the deep bone-showing injuries would have been more numerous.
"Again!"
Lin Zheyu said indifferently.
With a bang, immense power exploded from his legs, creating a pit hole on the ground.
Like a cannonball, Lin Zheyu shot out, waving his fists to strike again.
If he went all out, using the Qi and Blood Burst Skill with Wild Bull Fist, he might not necessarily lose to the opponent.
But defeating Tang Weizhong wouldn’t bring any benefits.
Lin Zheyu merely wanted to leverage the pressure from Tang Weizhong to deeply sense the feeling of powerlessness and struggle when confronting a martial artist more powerful than him.
He wished to experience the inner transformation and changes in fist force under such conditions.
By comprehending the Tyrannical True Intent within the blade intent, to realize his own Tyrannical True Intent.
Bam bam bam!
Lin Zheyu seemed tireless, continually launching attacks at Tang Weizhong, only to be continuously repelled.
Within his body, amidst constant failures and setbacks, the fist force began to boil.
An inexplicable emotion arose in Lin Zheyu’s mind.
Within him, as the fist force boiled, it drew upon the Tyrannical True Intent within the blade, with his spirit and will serving as nourishment, undergoing a metamorphosis.
"Tyranny, what is tyranny..."
Lin Zheyu murmured softly, feeling the boiling blood and fist force within him.
Tyranny refers to ruling the world with force, laws, and power, committing domineering acts.
Whatever Laozi says, that’s the truth!
Whatever Laozi says is correct!
Even if it’s wrong, it’s still correct!
This is achieved through overwhelming strength or fist force.
"But what about when one is weak?"
Lin Zheyu murmured.
Tyranny is not the outcome but a belief in invincibility, a will belonging to the strong.
Unknowingly, Lin Zheyu recalled lines from TV shows watched in his past life.
"Great Sage, where do you wish to go?"
"To step onto Southern Heaven and smash Ling Xiao Palace."
"If you never return..."
"Then you never return!"
"If you never return, then you never return!"
Lin Zheyu murmured this sentence, his eyes shining brighter.
What of being weak?
Laozi also possesses a strong determination to pierce the heavens!
Just like a passage read in novels from his previous life.
I want this sky to no longer shield my eyes, I want this ground to no longer bury my heart, I want all beings to understand my will, I want all Buddhas to vanish!
"To step onto Southern Heaven and smash Ling Xiao Palace."
"Then you never return..."
"I want this sky to no longer shield my eyes..."
Lin Zheyu’s mind repeatedly echoed these lines.
His eyes grew increasingly bright.
Within his body, the boiling fist force surged fiercely, becoming increasingly refined and powerful.
Like a seed breaking open, sprouting fresh shoots, transforming roots.
Previously like a castle in the air, the unsupported fist force started to grow roots, plunging into the soil of the heart.
Absorbing Lin Zheyu’s spiritual will as nourishment, it began to flourish.
"Hmm?"
"Something’s amiss!"
In the midst of combat, Tang Weizhong felt a sense of unease.
He looked into Lin Zheyu’s fiery eyes and the tyrannical fist force rising from him, feeling a foreboding in his heart.
