Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 958 - 502
The Great Heavenly Dog's two physical assaults both caused Duan Yun some minor setbacks.
Such a situation, Duan Yun hadn't encountered for a long time.
So, burning with anger, he decided to meet fist with fist!
Rumble!
In an instant, the two figures intertwined, fists clashing, generating a muffled thunderous roar, with the aftershocks shaking the ground like an earthquake.
Their fists weren't particularly lightning-fast; Ziyu could clearly see their moves.
Yet, Ziyu couldn't intervene at all because their punches—just as they were stretched out—had already formed into a fist stance, starting to bite each other, sometimes so tightly that there was no gap for her to exploit.
By this time, Ziyu had already gathered with that recently troublesome fairy.
The two stood watching the fight, staring intently.
And because they supported different sides, neither could stand the other.
Suddenly, Ziyu kicked out, sending the other woman flying quite a distance.
"In such a large place, you just have to block the view. As a Female Knight, I may not be able to deal with the big one, but I can certainly handle you!"
That woman was already heavily injured, surviving solely on sheer willpower and the belief of seeing Lord Great Heavenly Dog destroy the two.
Now, being kicked like that, she felt even worse.
She just wanted to say this woman was truly dog-like.
Injured like this, she was already lying there, obviously it was Ziyu who came over, yet she claimed her sight was blocked. The worst part, she was lying down, how could she possibly block Ziyu's sight?
Even with added injuries, she continued to live strongly, watching intently, observing Lord Great Heavenly Dog display divine might!
Indeed, the Great Heavenly Dog was currently displaying divine might.
Even in Ziyu's eyes, Duan Yun was at a disadvantage.
Visually, this woman was much taller than Duan Yun, instantly creating the illusion that Duan Yun was being beaten like a child.
And in a fist fight, longer arms and legs are always an advantage.
The punches thrown by Duan Yun and the Great Heavenly Dog were evidently at the pinnacle of Martial Arts, far beyond the judgment of a typical martial artist's punches and kicks.
For example, the momentum exerted by these two's fists was a mountain countless boxers found insurmountable.
At this level of combat, it's often easier to return to simplicity, ultimately turning into a raw physical contest.
Duan Yun's Sixteen Strange Fists had long formed a seamless wave, pushing his fist momentum to the extreme.
But even so, he still felt the strain of battle, his muscles sore all over, with every strike leaving his bones trembling incessantly.
Since mastering the Sixteen Strange Fist, Duan Yun had rarely found himself at a disadvantage in Fist Technique.
To be precise, in a pure fist fight, as long as he propelled the Sixteen Strange Fist to this level, he had never lost his form.
But this time, it was different.
His skin had emitted threads of Breaking Body Sword Energy, indicating he had already activated passive defense.
More precisely, he was actually trying to be clever since Breaking Body Sword Energy is Swordsmanship, not Fist Technique.
Solely in the realm of fist clashes, he genuinely couldn't compare to the opponent.
Duan Yun realized he was losing due to his physical body.
This woman previously claimed her body was perfect, as divine as the Immortal Gods, which he had always thought was self-aggrandizing, but now it seemed to have substance.
With continuous punches, in Duan Yun's perception, every bone and inch of flesh in the opponent seemed to fuse seamlessly.
Or rather, wholly integrated, without any gaps, unbelievably perfect.
If this woman's physical structure was not just extraordinary but even surpassed him, who was a once-in-a-million prodigy, observing the rhythmic quivering in her chest when she exerted force revealed her control over her body was also nearly perfect.
Initially, Duan Yun could gauge the opponent's exertion from the tremors in her chest, but the opponent evidently noticed this and abruptly altered frequency and rhythm midway to deceive.
If she continued along the martial path, perhaps she truly would sanctify her flesh.
Her claims of a body perfect as the Immortal Gods might not have been wrong.
Duan Yun launched three consecutive punches, with his Qi-Blood faintly surging.
Each time he clashed fists with this woman, he felt a tremendous physical impact.
Or rather, a tank crushing.
This woman herself was like an explosive physical tank; every punch and force was contending against a physical tank, naturally making it difficult.
"Heroic Fire Lotus! Bloom!"
Without hesitation, Duan Yun activated the Heroic Fire Lotus, the Fire Lotus on his body blooming fiercely, illuminating the entire "Snow Mountain" in a fiery red, like heated iron.
"Fire Fist!"
"Man! Man!"
In an instant, Duan Yun seemed possessed by the Fire God, with flames flowing on his body, kneeing forward, followed by two consecutive elbow strikes!
This triple Fire Fist sent the Great Heavenly Dog reeling, her magnificent body swaying backward.
Seizing the advantage in one strike, Duan Yun naturally chose to press the attack!
"Man!"
The Heroic Fire Lotus around him bloomed fiercely again, transforming him into a line of fire, charging toward the opponent's tilted body.
Seeing this, that ratchet woman had blood almost pouring from her eyes.
Earlier, she was watching desperately in bloodlust because she knew the invincibility of Lord Great Heavenly Dog.
Just by Lord Great Heavenly Dog's Fist Technique alone, she could crush the shameless mortal in front of her into a smear of dogshit.
After all, Lord Great Heavenly Dog's physical form was that dominant and unmatched.
The last opponent able to withstand over a hundred moves from Lord Great Heavenly Dog was over twenty years ago.
At that time, in Jiu Zhou, there was a "Devil Muscle Man," claiming to be physically invincible, undefeated by anyone in the mortal world.
