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That dense and monstrous will appeared to be blood-red. When it was in the cuff, it was only a speck of light. However, when it rushed into Ming Yu's Spiritual World, it began to enlarge at an extremely fast speed.

Ming Yu's shadow formed from the Divine Lake's water stood still inside the pale white mental world, watching the blood-red light spread out in front of him.

The blood-red light appeared to be endless. It quickly filled Ming Yu's entire body, and the originally pale Spiritual World was covered by a large amount of light as it turned blood-red.

Ming Yu was in a sea of blood. He suddenly felt that his hands and feet, and even every inch of his body, were in contact with the blood-red light.

The blood-red light rays were like thick shackles, making Ming Yu feel helpless like a mortal that couldn't swim.

At this time, he really wanted to open his eyes, wanting to escape from this kind of powerless spiritual illusion. However, his spiritual illusion was wrapped in the sea of blood, and his mind could only be immersed in that monstrous and vigorous will, unable to wake up!

At this moment, Ming Yu's fists were tightly clenched. Sweat was already seeping out from his palms.

The blood-red light also wrapped around Ming Yu's consciousness. It was as if it possessed intelligence, constantly analyzing, analyzing Ming Yu, and probing the deepest part of his soul.

This process seemed very short, but it also felt very long. When Ming Yu felt that he was going to be suffocated by that blood-red light, all of a sudden, all of the blood-red light suddenly split into countless blood-red threads that scattered around Ming Yu's body.

Immediately, those blood-red threads arced through the air, heading towards the cages ten meters in front of Ming Yu.

Ming Yu felt relieved. He looked at the other party with his consciousness and found that the blood strings that were quickly pulled out from his body had turned into a blood human shadow in front of him!

The bloody figure had a blurry face and was wearing a war robe. The muscles on his arms were full and powerful. His hands were naturally clenched on the sides while his back was straight.

The moment the bloody figure appeared, it was as if it became the core of Ming Yu's Spiritual World.

Although there was only a blood-red figure standing in front of him, Ming Yu felt admiration for him the moment his aura appeared.

In this large world, that figure might seem a little thin, or even a little bleak. However, the endless spiritual will that he sent out was like a sea of blood, filling Ming Yu's entire Spiritual World completely. Ming Yu could even have a feeling that as long as the bloody figure in front of him casually made a move, his Spiritual World would instantly collapse!

Ming Yu looked at the bloody figure in a daze. The bloody figure was also looking at Ming Yu.

Step by step, he slowly walked towards Ming Yu, and Ming Yu's mind seemed to be affected by some kind of will. He subconsciously walked towards the blood-red figure.

Ming Yu did not feel any danger, he only felt the blood coloured shadow calling to his soul!

The bloody figure walked in front of Ming Yu and slowly raised his right arm. His right hand formed a fist and slowly extended toward Ming Yu. Ming Yu seemed to be guided. He also lifted his right arm and extended his right fist forward.

The next moment, Ming Yu's fist and the blood colored shadow's fist lightly bumped against each other.

Boom!

Although it was just a simple touch, Ming Yu clearly felt that a monstrous memory rushed into his mind. It even made Ming Yu's head feel an incomparable amount of pain.

After a few seconds of this painful process, Ming Yu gradually got used to it.

The mysterious and complicated memories also appeared clearly in Ming Yu's mind.

"This is the best fist technique: God Killing Fist!"

"A God Killing Fist has form, but it has unintentional, and an invisible form has a god! Once the Godly Fist is unleashed, Ling Ba of the world will destroy everything. Will is the fist, and fist is the will! "

More small words flashed across Ming Yu's mind. Even with Ming Yu's current understanding, he still wouldn't be able to understand those profound words easily.

"Break …" "Divine Fist."

The blood-red figure spoke, his voice extremely hoarse. After he said these words, his body actually began to slowly move, and he began to execute a fist strike in his pale spiritual world!

At this moment, when Ming Yu looked at the blood-red figure again, he suddenly came to a realization. He finally understood everything.

The bloody figure in front of him was clearly the unbreakable will left behind by King of Fighting Ling Po thousands of years ago. Just now, Ming Yu pulled out the energy from the cufflinks and let it instantly enter the Spiritual World.

Fist King Ling Po's mental will also instinctively began to check Ming Yu. After confirming that Ming Yu had the talent to grasp God Killing Fist, he turned into a mental will and began to teach Ming Yu fist techniques!

When he had clashed with Ming Yu's right fist just now, he had affirmed Ming Yu's decision. All of the memories of the God Killing Fist's moves were instantly transferred to Ming Yu through the collisions between fists.

Because the inheritance had already been passed down, the Fist King Ling Po's will could not survive much longer.

The God Killing Fist was his obsession when he was alive. Before his consciousness completely disappears, he would like to train in martial arts once more, so he would like to bid farewell to this world with the God Killing Fist that he created himself!

"Howl …"

He took a step forward as his fists slowly struck out. His hooking, piercing, swinging his arms, every movement seemed as if they had been polished a million times and were incomparably beautiful. However, every single one of these fists lacked any form that could be found.

In Ming Yu's mind, those memories quickly flashed by and his eyes were filled with the domineering figure of the bloody figure.

He almost couldn't help but follow the blood-red figure's punches, imitating the trajectory of his punches. He also started to immerse himself in them.

In the blood colored shadow's fist technique, there were some moves that were mentioned in the God Killing Fist's fist technique in Ming Yu's memory, but Ming Yu was unable to find the corresponding memory for some of the fists. In this kind of imitation, he became a little overwhelmed, unable to keep up with the blood colored shadow's movement.

However, in his mind, he quickly recalled the true meaning behind the God Killing Fist. The so-called God Killing Fist did not mean anything when it took form, but intangibly meant that it contained a spirit! God's Fist! Ling Ba had broken through everything. Will was the fist, and fist was the will!

Physical form means unintentional, while intangible form means divine …

Physical form meant nothing, while intangible form meant nothing!

At this moment, the invisible victory was the true essence of his punches!

Under the guidance of the blood colored shadow's willpower, he devoted 200% of his entire mind and soul into it. This caused Ming Yu's mind to work at a high speed every second, every breath, and at this moment, his comprehension and understanding towards the God Killing Fist had reached an unprecedented level!

He had already begun to gain a better understanding of the mysteries of the intangible!

Ming Yu no longer imitated the fist art of the red shadow. Instead, he read the will achieved by each of his punches in the fist art.

Did you see that, every single punch from the God Killing Fist carried such fury that no one was able to stop an angry person from releasing the power that was like a primordial tsunami!

It was the tyranny of a fist. Each fist contained an unquestionable will of terror. No matter how strong the enemy was, they would not retreat!

Since he was the king of punches, then who would he be? He would only stand at the peak of this world. Then, he would take on a wild and unrestrained stance. If he was powerful, then why not be arrogant!

Standing on top of a mountain peak overlooking the world, how could one not have lofty sentiments!

"Kill!"

When his will and the blood figure's will were adjusted to the same frequency, he found that the punching posture was surprisingly similar. The turn that Ming Yu thought was rough turned to be as satisfying as every time the muscles in his fist shook.

The God Killing Fist, was born for only fighting!

No one knew how many punches Ming Yu threw, but when he gradually grasped the essence of the punching technique, the blood-red figure in front of him stopped.

He seemed to be tired, or maybe he was just about to be satisfied. He stood where he was and didn't move. Ming Yu's spiritual world also seemed to slow down along with the frequency of his breathing, until it finally became quiet.

"God Killing Fist... "The ultimate profound meaning …"

The blood colored shadow slowly raised its head to look at the sky. Suddenly, the muscles on his body flapped and he shot into the air with a 'boom'. His right fist was clenched tightly as it brought with it the will to dominate everything as it smashed down! The air exploded like a thunderbolt in a clear sky. With a punch, Ming Yu's entire spiritual world trembled, as if the entire pale white space would explode in an instant!

Ming Yu's ears echoed with the buzzing sound brought about by the punch. He felt like his body was on the verge of collapse. Just the aftershocks from that punch of his was unbearable!

The blood-red fist wind crazily flashed, and a deterring force crazily filled the air!

"This punch is so powerful …"0

Ming Yu's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. If he were to take this punch head on, he might disappear into thin air!

Although the bloody figure only made one killing move in the Spiritual World without any substantial killing power, Ming Yu couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if he made a move like that in the Modern World!

With a muffled sound, the blood-red figure returned to the ground, his face brimming with an expression of satisfaction.

Before he died, he punched out his last punch to his heart's content!

"What punch is this …" Ming Yu stood behind the bloody figure. He searched through his memory, but he couldn't find the corresponding memory.

The blood colored figure slowly turned his head over and said with an incomparably hoarse voice, "When you have comprehended the God Killing Fist to the limit … you will know that... "What's its name …"

As the blood-red figure spoke, his legs had already turned back into streaks of blood-red light. Like a gust of wind blowing past, his figure slowly dissipated along with the ethereal blood-red light.

King of Fighting Ling Po, the last bit of his mental fortitude had completely vanished after completing his last and hearty boxing style.

Since his wish had been fulfilled, he left with satisfaction.

However, the departure of the final wisp of Fist King's will ignited Ming Yu's raging fighting spirit.

Ming Yu's life was still far from its end. He would not be satisfied because there were still a lot of people and a lot of things waiting for him!

Ming Yu swore, he had to learn God Killing Fist within half a year, and he had to comprehend the final profound meaning behind the fist, King Ling Po's final, shocking attack!

The God Killing Fist was one of the strongest martial skills within the Profound Level, and the final profound mystery, if one were to completely master it, it was unknown how strong one would be!

As she thought about it, Ming Yu's fighting spirit rose. She continued to temper her God Killing Fist while it was still hot.

At the same time, Ming Yu, who sat cross-legged in the ten square meters of space, did not stay idle. He did not stop his absorption of the Elemental Condensation Pill.

While cultivating martial skills, he swallowed Elemental Condensation Pill to increase his cultivation. There was no one as abnormal as Ming Yu.

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