Just now, I had taken a trip to the gates of hell. Originally, I had lost my consciousness, but my remaining consciousness had integrated into a strange space. I had gone to the Southern Shaolin Temple, which was known as the birthplace of the Southern Fist. There, I had followed a group of martial monks and learned from scratch. I had truly experienced the charm of martial arts that had existed for hundreds and thousands of years. Most importantly, I had lost my memory of this life. I had put aside all distracting thoughts and practiced hard for more than ten years, accumulating a good foundation, and was fortunate enough to come into contact with the authentic Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture.
Even though I had only seen it once, I had still gained a lot. It was only then that I suddenly realized that the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture that I had obtained was not the complete version, but a rough one. It was like playing cards. After removing the two trump cards, it could still be used as entertainment, but it would not be able to display its charm.
It seemed that only ten minutes had passed in the outside world, but my consciousness had experienced close to twenty years of dedicated cultivation. The great benefits brought about by this accumulation made up for my previous shortcomings.
For example, the participants of this dojo challenge competition had at least ten years of martial arts practice. Only I had such a short period of time.
Even if there were many fortuitous encounters, it would still be difficult to make up for this shortcoming. After all, they had been practicing for ten years. Especially when I was fighting with them, I could feel that they were clearly stronger than me in some aspects.
It was different now. I was already a solid snowball that would not be easily defeated.
In fact, the moment Zhou Zi 'Ang's palm landed, the Pure Yang Blood in my body had forcibly protected my heart meridian, giving me the opportunity to steadily and surely understand the authentic Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. However, Zhou Zi' Ang's previous violent hammering had coincidentally awakened my Pure Yang Blood.
The Pure Yang Blood was a rare occurrence in a thousand years. Its effect was not only to speed up the cultivation of martial arts, it was just that there were more things that could not be developed.
As I had entered the Martial Saint Monument twice, although my Pure Yang Blood was in a dormant state, I had absorbed part of its essence. When my head was about to be separated from my body, I had used a small amount of Pure Yang Blood as a medium to forcibly simulate the effect of the Martial Saint Monument's activation.
Not only did it give me a chance at a new life, but it also allowed both of us to make breakthroughs. As the saying goes, there can be no construction without destruction.
The Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture that I had was given to me by Old Man Sun. Although I hadn't tampered with it, it was only a simplified version. There were many things that I didn't talk about. I seriously suspected that the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture that I had obtained before was recorded by a monk who wasn't skilled enough. Even if there were no side effects, it would be difficult for me to bring out the supreme power of the Muscle Tendon Changing Scripture!
After surviving the calamity, I became even more stable. Even though I was just a skinny figure, just by standing there, I exuded an aura of being able to hold the fort against ten thousand enemies.
"What nonsense are you guys talking about? I've already shattered his heart meridian. He's now a cripple!" Zhou Zi 'Ang said snappily.
Although I had a white barrier around me, Zhou Zi 'ang didn't think much of it. From his point of view, I was just bluffing. I was an arrow at the end of its flight.
Now that they had reached such a state, they had no choice but to put on a brave front. Only then would they have a chance to survive.
Zhou Zi 'ang snorted coldly. "You're just a piece of trash. No matter how many times you stand up, I can still beat you to the ground."
Then, his body flashed and he charged at me again.
"Wait!"
Grandmaster Wang Zhen shouted. He was still confused and couldn't understand how I had broken through. Although he tried to warn me, it was too late.
Rays of white light quickly gathered on my right arm. In the blink of an eye, it looked like an invincible sword.
"True Martial Second Style – Cutting Through Brambles!"
Due to the double breakthrough of the Yi Jinjing and inner strength, I had recovered half of my strength in a short time. Although I wasn't at my peak, it was more than enough to deal with Zhou Zi 'ang. Since this guy wanted to kill me, I didn't need to show any mercy.
I threw a few punches in a row. With the help of the white level power, the sharp inner strength released a terrifying power. Although using the True Martial Seven Extinctions consumed a lot of energy, and it was a bit far-fetched, with the help of the sixth circulation of the Yi Jinjing, it was just right.
It was like a pile of heavy objects. Without the help of external tools, it would be very difficult to move it, but with the help of the tools, it would be much easier.
The second style was much simpler, but it had reached a whole new level in terms of power. Originally, it needed a sword type divine weapon to release the power of the True Martial, but I used my fists instead of swords, so I was still invincible.
In front of a few solid punches, Zhou Zi 'ang's King Kong Prajna Palm was no longer enough. He could only try his best to dodge.
As a result, the punches flew toward the barrier behind him.
"Pa, pa, pa."
With a series of crisp sounds, a powerful Qi barrier appeared around the ring. It was the small domain space that Master Wang Zhen had set up.
With the punches, the Qi barrier appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a thick layer of bulletproof glass. However, it only lasted for two or three seconds.
"Bang." A deafening sound reverberated in the stadium.
The Qi barrier instantly vanished into thin air. Although Zhou Zi 'ang's reaction was incomparably fast, he still couldn't avoid the indiscriminate bombardment of the fist energy.
Soon, his chest was hit by the punches. His body flew out like a cannonball and landed on a shelf with sharp weapons. Coincidentally, a sharp knife had pierced through his lower abdomen. Blood gushed out. It was true that a white knife went in and a red knife came out.
Zhou Zi 'ang's body twitched a few times, and finally, his head tilted to one side. He was already dead. Even at the moment of his death, his face was still covered with a look of disbelief. Originally, the dust had settled, but now, there was a shocking counterattack.
The top genius of Gyeongbu Hall, the third on the provincial list, and the fourth on the national list, had died just like that.
In fact, just now, Master Wang Zhen was ready to stop me from killing, but Grandmaster Chen stopped him. The two of them played a simple game, trying their best to suppress their destructive power.
Although it was only a few seconds, it was enough for me to kill Zhou Zi 'ang.
When he saw Zhou Zi 'ang's tragic death, Master Wang Zhen's face twitched. His heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe. He couldn't deny that Zhou Zi' ang was talented, but he had spent a lot of cultivation materials to train him to where he was today. Although he could get generous rewards in every dojo challenge, he couldn't make ends meet.
However, when he wasn't paying attention, Gyeongbu Hall had lost a peerless genius.