I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Thinking of this, Jin Wu felt much more at ease, and even a little secretly pleased.

Since you, Yin Kui, want to "practice martial ethics" and "show your manners," then give me time to prepare my strongest attack!
This attack will teach you a lesson! It'll make you look bad instead of showing off!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the slight discomfort in his arms and the churning of his blood, and the pride and confidence of a strong person reappeared on his face.

Jin Wu's voice boomed: "Very well, since Junior Brother Yin Kui is so modest, then I will not stand on ceremony! The next move is something I only comprehended after I had gone into seclusion and cultivated so diligently that I touched the threshold of the laws. Please take a good look at it, Junior Brother!"

In his words, he emphasized the word "junior brother" slightly, subtly reminding the other party of his seniority and also giving himself a way out for making this move.

It's fair to say that there are quite a few cunning and manipulative people among geniuses.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Wu stopped talking nonsense and his aura suddenly changed!
The previous anger and anxiety seemed to be suppressed instantly, replaced by a calm and composed atmosphere, yet containing a destructive and violent force.

He slowly adopted an ancient and weighty boxing stance, but instead of immediately striking out, he brought his fists to his sides with his palms facing the sky.

hum!
A strange wave emanated from him.

It wasn't just pure energy pressure, but a more profound kind of tremor, as if it had triggered some kind of rule in the dark!

Immediately afterwards, everyone was horrified to see that the brilliant golden light on Jin Wu's fists did not burst forth, but rather flowed and condensed slowly like liquid!
The golden light became increasingly solid, gradually transforming into two lifelike, scaled, and clawed golden dragon phantoms that coiled around his arms!

The dragon opened its eyes, flashing with cold golden flames, and its mouth opened slightly, letting out a silent roar!

Even more shockingly, the energy of heaven and earth around the Dragon Shaking Platform began to spontaneously converge towards Jin Wu's twin fists!
The earthy yellow earth energy and the dark golden sharp metal energy, like subjects summoned by a king, transformed into visible streams of air that surged into the two golden dragon phantoms!
Above the sky, the clouds were faintly stirred, emitting a low, muffled sound, as if thunder was brewing!
"Laws! It's the power of laws that's drawing upon the energy of heaven and earth!" A knowledgeable elder in the audience exclaimed in disbelief, his voice filled with excitement.

“That’s right! Although it’s still very weak, just a rudimentary form, it is indeed the fluctuation of the law of ‘fist’! Jin Wu is truly remarkable! Half-Saint Great Perfection, he has really stepped one foot on the threshold of the Saint Realm!” Another old man’s beard and hair stood on end, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"This punch has already exerted such power even before it's been thrown! If it's unleashed with full force, even the formation of the Dragon Shaking Platform might not be able to withstand it!" Someone looked worriedly at the protective light screens that were faintly visible around the training ground.

Everyone was shocked by the terrifying sight of Jin Wu's punch during its charging phase.

This has transcended ordinary energy attacks, carrying a trace of the power of heaven and earth, and a trace of the power of rules!
Its destructive power probably far exceeds that of Yin Kui Na's domineering "Sky-Supporting"!
No, you could even say they're worlds apart, incomparable!
Jin Wu's move requires time to build up power; the better the buildup, the greater the power.

They all felt that 'Eun-kyu' had really overestimated himself this time, and it seemed certain that he would lose.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, and the two golden dragon phantoms became more and more solid, as if they might transform into physical forms and soar into the sky at any moment!

Jin Wu was completely rendered in pure gold, like a war god forged in gold, exuding an invincible and terrifying aura that crushed everything!
The heavy "fist intent" permeated the entire venue, making those with weaker cultivation levels in the audience feel short of breath and their minds shaken violently!

Just then, this supreme punch, containing the power of nascent laws, was about to be fully charged and explode!
At this critical moment, when everyone's heart was in their throats and they were holding their breath, waiting for the earth-shattering scene to unfold.

"Wait a moment."

A voice, so calm it was almost abrupt, rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the deep energy roar and the tense breathing of the crowd, spreading throughout the suddenly quiet training ground.

It was Zhang Yangqing.

He remained standing with his hands behind his back, his face showing no sign of the solemnity or vigilance one would expect when facing a terrifying killing move. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, looking at Jin Wu's fist, which was gleaming with golden light and entwined with dragon shadows, with a gaze that was both inquisitive and curious.

Jin Wu's momentum was interrupted, his aura paused slightly, and the two almost solidified golden dragon phantoms also swayed.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with confusion, anger, and a hint of frustration from forcibly interrupting his power. He looked at Zhang Yangqing, his brows furrowed: "What's wrong?"

His tone was clearly impatient, but still somewhat restrained, after all, the other party had just "given" him the opportunity to make a move. Zhang Yangqing seemed oblivious to his emotions, simply pointing a finger at his fist and asking earnestly, "You've achieved sainthood through fists?"

Asking this question at this moment seems extremely abrupt, even somewhat inappropriate.

It's like two armies facing off, arrows on the bowstring, when someone suddenly asks the opposing general, "What is your armor made of?"

But Zhang Yangqing asked very seriously, his eyes clear, as if he was genuinely interested only in the question of the "path of cultivation".

Jin Wu was stunned for a moment, then forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

The other party just spoke of "martial ethics," so if he were to immediately attack them just because they asked a question, it would seem extremely ungentlemanly in front of everyone.

He could only patiently explain in a deep voice, "That's right! In the art of fist fighting, once you reach the peak, touch the true meaning of 'fist,' and comprehend its laws and mysteries, you can transcend the ordinary and become a saint! This is the path I have chosen!"

Having explained, he felt he had done all he could, so he stopped paying attention to Zhang Yangqing, immediately focused his mind, and prepared to continue the crucial process of accumulating power.

The energy of heaven and earth began to converge on him once again, the golden dragon phantom solidified again, and the terrifying pressure rose once more!
However, just as the golden light was about to reach its peak and the fist technique was about to reach its full potential...

"Wait a moment."

That calm voice rang out again.

That's right, it was Zhang Yangqing who said it.

"!!!"

Jin Wu felt like he was about to explode!

He stopped abruptly, raised his head, his face flushed red from extreme anger and the surging of blood and qi caused by forcibly interrupting his power-gathering. Veins throbbed on his forehead, and he almost roared, "What's wrong with you now?! Yin Kui! Do you want to fight or not?! If you don't dare, just say so!"

The audience members below the stage were also stunned, exchanging bewildered glances.

What on earth is Yin Kui up to? Jin Wu was about to unleash that earth-shattering punch, why was he interrupted again? Is the match even going to continue?
The white-haired elder frowned slightly, feeling that Yin Kui's actions seemed a bit too frivolous, even somewhat impolite.

Only the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes seemed to vaguely sense the hidden intentions behind Zhang Yangqing's actions.

Zhang Yangqing ignored Jin Wu's rage and, still in his calm and inquisitive tone, pointed at Jin Wu's fist and said, "I see that although your fist technique has triggered the rudiments of the laws and is terrifying in its power, it seems to be quite far from the 'true meaning of the fist' and 'the ultimate realm of the fist' that you mentioned. Why is that?"

"???" Jin Wu was so angry he almost laughed!

He practically gritted his teeth, forcing out the words: "Isn't that obvious?! I'm only a half-saint at the Great Perfection! I've only just begun to touch upon and comprehend the basics of the Laws of Fist! I'm still far from achieving the true 'Ultimate Intent of Fist,' and condensing my own 'Way of Fist'! That's a realm that only true saints can master!"

He seemed to think that simply explaining wasn't enough, so to shut this rambling opponent up completely, he quickly added: "Moreover, you must understand that the path of the law is not an easy one, nor is it accessible to everyone!"

Taking this realm as an example, if there is already a senior master who has transcended the ordinary and reached the Saint Realm through his fist techniques, then to some extent, he has 'occupied' a considerable portion of the authority and path of the 'laws of fist' in this realm!
As long as he lives, anyone who comes after him and attempts to reach the same sacred realm through pure 'fist way' will face invisible suppression and obstacles, making it a hundred times more difficult! Unless they find another path, taking a completely different way of fist fighting, or wait for an opportune moment!

He finished speaking at lightning speed, his chest heaving violently, feeling as if he wasn't in a life-or-death battle, but rather giving a lesson to someone whose basic cultivation knowledge was inadequate!

And it happened when he was about to explode from holding back his ultimate move!
However, after listening, a look of understanding and enlightenment flashed in Zhang Yangqing's eyes.

I see! (End of Chapter)