Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 950 Ultimate Life Form VS Heaven's Second Sword Bearer

[The Ring of Silence - Seventh Cabin Exterior - Opening in Progress]

The air hissed, gravity alarms sounded, and the space station's automatic control system began frantically issuing evacuation signals.

Muhammad stood at the edge of the cracked hatch, his robes fluttering in the wind, his figure isolated before the torrent of stars, like a sword forged from silence.

There is no cushioning armor, and no gravity anchor point.

He stood alone in the boundless space, like the only stable fulcrum between heaven and earth.

He quietly looked up, watching the dense meteor shower falling towards the surface of the Star God's body.

Each meteor carries a destructive wave, including the ultimate entity standing atop the comet. Those are burning meteors that the Red King himself "wrote," omens of arrival personally watched by the will of chaos.

Muhammad did only one thing.

He raised his right fist.

The instant he clenched his fist, the muscles in his entire arm bulged like coiled steel cables, and his bones cracked and popped, as if a thousand layers of mechanisms had been activated, with layers upon layers of mental strain and physical laws simultaneously being applied to his arm.

Suddenly, an incomparably magnificent phantom appeared behind him.

That was a divinely inspired image, an incarnation of the second sword-wielder of Heaven.

Gibrald ( )

A combination of light and law, an embodiment of war and words, and a dual bearer of destruction and forgiveness.

The wings on the back of this angel folded and rotated like data in non-physical space, the feathers like footnotes to text, revealing crimson gold characters engraved with judgment and deconstruction; he wore a false crown, his eyes were closed, and a burning white light swirled on his chest, like the eyes of judgment.

And at this moment, Muhammad's body completely overlapped with this incarnation.

He is none other than the embodiment of Gibrald's will in the world.

【The Power of Magnetic Fields - Fifty Layers】

This punch compressed the immense power of fifty layers of magnetic energy rhythms, originating from the gravitational magnetosphere of the entire Silent Ring space station, the gravitational grid that guides star orbits and planetary magnetic cores, all converging on that right fist.

This is only the physical foundation.

【Mind Integration - Godslayer】

A destructive will, condensed into a "single thought," ignited like black fire, enveloping the fist.

It was a spiritual interference force that directly targeted the essence of a divine body's resistance, a fatal blow condensed from pure will. Any being possessing divinity, heterogeneity, or resistance would be annihilated by this punch through primal physical contact.

In short, this punch will be very strong!
Muhammad uttered a sentence in a deep voice, as if thunder had rolled down his throat:
"My Martial Arts - Part Five—"

The world was silent.

The next second, he threw a punch.

This punch had no fancy trajectory, no feints, no preparation, and no probing.

With a single punch, it swept straight through the starry sky.

The void trembled at that moment, star trails cracked like mirrors, sonic booms were compressed into higher dimensions, and spatial layers fractured like shattered curtains.

A magnetic force of 500K horsepower blasted towards the meteor shower ahead.

Boom boom boom——————

Boom boom boom——————

The entire meteor shower curtain began to collapse.

The meteor shower was supposed to be a stream of blazing arrows falling obliquely towards the surface of the star god, but in that instant, as if a bone had been broken, it suddenly stopped, and then the entire torrent of starlight suddenly reversed and exploded.

The entire deep space background behind the star was blasted into a dazzling cone-shaped bright spot by this punch. The comets burning with strange colors and the meteorites with traces of miraculous interference were all annihilated and crushed into ethereal particles.

The largest and most complex core comet was directly crushed into powder.

The ultimate being above, possessing the DNA templates of all life forms on Terra, was also affected after Muhammad's fist shattered everything else.

This pitch-black, inhuman being, with its antler-like crown, trembled violently in the aftershocks of the impact, its chest cavity caved in deeply, and its collarbone shattered like glass.

His right shoulder collapsed, his sternum disintegrated, his central cavity trembled, and his supporting limbs suddenly knelt down. The entire comet body distorted with a mournful arc of light due to his collapse.

Even after suffering such a severe blow, this life form, which does not belong to the normal carbon-based system, still stands firm.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

Cells rapidly peristalse and spirally reconstruct within the thoracic cavity; shattered bones are regenerating at a rate exceeding that of the ether; muscle fibers stack back into place layer by layer; and flesh inside emits a clicking sound similar to liquid metal automatically weaving.

He is not just recovering, he is evolving.

The damaged areas were replaced by stronger structures, fibrous magnetic veins grew in the clavicle area, and a bony network was embedded in the body cavity. Even His ribs were mimicking the power of Muhammad's punch, building reactive muscle groups.

"Should we imitate my magnetic field power first, just like before?"

Muhammad narrowed his eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as if he were seeing a hunting dog that had once bitten him lunging at him again—a habitual attack, a habitual imitation.

"Then let me see how many more of my martial arts you can withstand."

He clenched his fists, and the [Gibral] symbol behind him, which resonated with his soul, suddenly erupted with a golden aura. This aura, like a rainbow bridge, spanned the vacuum, refracting dense angelic symbols, as if a high-dimensional judgment process was projecting reality from behind him.

A tremor ran through the air, and the law emerged.

Meanwhile, the ultimate creature whose mother comet he had shattered with a single punch was now floating in the thin orbital layer above the Star God, its wounds healed, its killing intent at its peak.

He completely ignored the Red King's order to "interfere with the Kingdom of Heaven's operations" issued through the mental link, and didn't even turn his head, but rushed straight toward the space station where Muhammad was.

His evolution, in every instant of flight, was driven forward at a frenzied pace.

Like a vortex torn open in the black sky, the ultimate creature suddenly transformed in its flight path.

The spine unlocks, like a high-speed orbital machine; the ribs split open, twisting and turning like knives and forks, stretching out four pairs of tendon-like joints; the head opens up, three layers of opposing spiral teeth overlap like a meat grinder, and the left and right eyes split into eight radar pupils, scanning all the energy sources of the space station.

His back—the tissue that should have been the thermoregulatory layer—burst open into two transparent air sacs, with spiral wing membranes growing from the edges of the air sacs, like the wings of a photobug flashing high-frequency oscillation waves in a vacuum.

After the six legs were fully differentiated, the metal joints echoed with the shockwaves generated by the flesh.

Every claw tip was roaring, and every tendon was in optimal fighting condition.

This is a killing form created solely for the single objective of "killing the swordsman".

At this moment.

In space, the still background is like an eternal curtain, with only two life forms of power colliding with each other like meteors tearing apart divine authority.

Muhammad and that being, who could be described as the ultimate killing machine, clashed fists and exploded with a deafening roar.

【My Martial Arts - Part Seven】

"Drink——!"

Muhammad roared, and in that instant, his arms erupted like stars, with seventy-five layers of "magnetic power" exploding and burning, blasting out golden shockwaves from his finger bones, arm bones, ribcage, and the entire skeleton!

Each wave was like a golden halo that distorted space, surging forward with his fist.

On the other end, the ultimate life form's body is like a supernova that explodes in an instant—its physical tissues constantly reorganize, its air sacs surge, and its skeletal structure fully unfolds like a flexible turret.

His outstretched fists were covered with a structure that mimicked the "magnetic force," using structural force replication to counter Muhammad's orthodox and original fist intent.

The two fists collided.

In the depths of space, concentric rings of impact energy, materializing into mountain ripples, swept wildly in all directions.

At that moment, the Space Station Ring of Silence emitted a twisted, mournful cry.

Then the entire station shattered like glass, slowly exploding into a perfect spherical fractured arc.

boom----! ! !
The entire space station collapsed at the molecular level under the impact of these two fists!

Like a fortress shattered by a star's core, thousands of tons of material were sprayed in all directions, orbital communications were instantly cut off, and a shower of brilliant fire streaked between the two men amidst a deluge of scorching debris. Muhammad did not retreat.

Even the ultimate life form did not retreat.

In this cosmic stage devoid of gravity, support, and sound, they collide like fragments of two higher-dimensional beings.

The fists clashed, each punch accompanied by a violent vibration that caused the spatial ripples to collapse!
Their movements had long since transcended the realm of physical trajectories, engaging in a magnetic repulsion and explosive wave-like interference of fist techniques in a vacuum.

Muhammad flashed suddenly, like a golden light piercing through the void. His fist, carrying the fiftieth layer of magnetic shock, tore open one of the ultimate creature's arms. The mixture of blood and metal turned into exploding stardust.

but……

In the next instant, the ultimate creature's arm rapidly reconstructed and spiraled shut in mid-air, reconnecting to its original position as if a worm had been resurrected.

He roared, his wing pouches on his back throbbed, his six legs exploded like thunder, and his body twisted at an eerie angle as he attacked from the right.

Before Muhammad could defend himself, he instantly used the illusory image of [Jiblil] as the core and reversed the magnetic structure around himself.

boom! !

The two collided again, creating two enormous vacuum impact spheres in space, one after the other—the combined product of magnetic storm shockwaves and high-dimensional fist intent, like two miniature gravitational stars confronting each other in the air.

The force of the punches surged, and the void resembled a swirling mirror, with even the light refracting to create multiple images.

At this moment, their boxing skills were no longer simple boxing.

In the silent depths of space, two figures clashed endlessly, like stars straying from each other's paths.

"—Hahaha, that's great, that's great!!!"

Muhammad laughed loudly, his voice like thunder. The flames of the previous blow still lingered on his golden fist. His breath was as hot as a newly born star. He was completely immersed in the exhilarating experience of this epic battle.

"It's been so many years... no one has let me play this well."

"Again, again, again!!!"

He was covered in fighting spirit and flames, and the phantom of [Gibrill] behind him unfolded like a blazing sun. Within the layers of radiance, eighty golden waves of light emerged, which were eighty heavens woven from the intent of his fist!
He raised his hand and blasted at the ultimate creature once more.

【My Martial Arts - Part 8】

boom! ! !
Before the force of the punch even arrived, space itself began to tremble, fold, and crack like paper.

With a single punch, the entire star belt seemed to collapse under the force of his fist.

Before them, the ultimate life form had finally begun a new round of evolution.

He... evolved again.

The chest cavity expands, and spiral-shaped secondary brain nuclei grow out of the spine, with floating brain matter resembling plasma fluid, trembling in the air.

The body is compressed, folded, and reconstructed.

The skeleton transforms into spear-like structures resembling magnetic monopoles, while muscle fibers transform into dense carbon chain structures.

With its newly evolved body, the ultimate creature unleashed an attack that reached the heights of eighty heavens.

boom--------

boom--------

The impact has begun!

A single punch shatters an asteroid.

An elbow strike can twist and shatter a piece of metal meteorite weighing over a thousand tons.

Their figures intertwined, like gods vying for supremacy amidst the stars.

The asteroid was torn apart by the force of the punch, and fragments flew across the sky like snowflakes.

Muhammad's punches are incredibly fast, incredibly steady, and incredibly heavy.

The ultimate life form's limbs overlap like insect wings or spiral like spear spikes. Every confrontation is a battle between physical body and particle-level punches. Bones break and are rebuilt, and flesh explodes and is swallowed and recycled.

"Your evolution speed is so much slower than before! If this continues, I'm going to kill you!"

Muhammad swung his fist again, and golden light burst forth in the void like a thunderstorm.

boom! ! !
Eighty layers of immense power poured into the fist, crashing into the six-legged battle form that combined multiple biomechanical systems.

The ultimate creature's chest collapsed again, its ribs shattered like glass, and its black and red mixed tissue burst into a mass, with burning light blooming within it.

But he did not fall.

Instead, it let out a low, even more frenzied roar than before, its throat expanding as if it were swallowing and spitting out stars.

The pace of evolution has accelerated once again.

Cellular leaps, spinal tremors, structural spirals—it seems no longer just a biological entity, but a mirrored evolution of fist intent, structure, and cosmic martial arts itself—a shadow confronting Muhammad on equal footing.

He charged forward again and clashed with the second swordsman.

"That's right, that's how it should be."

When Muhammad saw this, he was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was even happier.

"Next, show me how to increase the stakes."

Muhammad knocked back the ultimate creature with a single punch, then slowly retracted his fist, and then slowly raised his right arm.

In that instant, the entire expanse of space seemed to stand still.

【My Martial Arts - Part Nine】

There was no drinking number.

There was no roar.

In the midst of the silence, a fist shadow, as if all things were annihilated and the sun and moon were burned, quietly exploded beneath Muhammad's fist.

Ninety Heavens.

He merged with [Gibral], and the phantom of the angel behind him resembled a golden sun in annihilation, its wings spread out like a burning cross.

His entire body became a statue that carried countless magnetic field trajectories.

His punch, though it didn't explode, caused the entire area's starry sky to be suddenly compressed and silently collapse.

Like a glass ball falling into a mirror-like sea, concentric rings of gravitational ripples exploded in space.

Those were the fist marks left in space by the force of the punch.

The ultimate life form's pupils contracted violently.

He sensed something.

This time, the evolutionary response was... a beat too slow.

He tried to deconstruct the structure again; the bionic muscles began to wriggle and the bones began to reorganize, but it was too late.

The wind of the punch has arrived!

boom--! ! !
He was struck squarely in the groin by Muhammad's fist from the front.

In that instant, it felt as if a hundred stars were crashing into his chest cavity, his bones shattered, his core collapsed, and his internal high-speed regeneration mechanism couldn't even keep up. His fist intent had already broken through his self-cultivation limit.

All six limbs broke off simultaneously, and the air sac and flying membrane on its back exploded into a violently surging mass of flesh and light.

For the first time, he showed a true stagger in battle. His figure crashed into a microsatellite not far away. At the moment of contact, the satellite shattered into pieces like an eggshell that had been hit, with debris flying everywhere.

Muhammad did not pursue, but simply exhaled a deep breath of scorching air and said softly:

"What, you can't keep up with me anymore?"