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Chapter 411 Arhat
Dust flew and rocks splashed.

The two figures suddenly flew back, each creating a huge deep pit on the ground.

Zhong Lin jumped out of the deep pit, brushed off the dust on his body, shook his head, and there was a crackling sound between his bones.

Suo Yu also jumped out of the pit, looked down at his tattered clothes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was surging to the extreme.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

He roared to the sky, and a torrent of air shot out from his mouth like thunder, reaching more than ten feet high.

Rumble!
He opened his arms, his ten fingers flicked in the air, and at the same time he took a step forward, crossing hundreds of meters to come in front of Zhong Lin, and punched Zhong Lin with his fists.

"Moon Step Strike."

"Earth-shattering Fist."

"Heavenly Seal."

"Vajrapani."

"Blood Shadow Strike."

boom! boom! boom!
A series of punches, palm prints, finger claws were thrown out like a storm, and the vast energy and blood merged into the spiritual essence. With the support of the terrifying fist intention, Zhong Lin's body was turned into a vacuum.

It was like an invincible god of war dominating the world, so domineering that it was unimaginable.

The terrifying force swept in all directions, shaking the arena beneath his feet and causing it to collapse and fly.

The ripples expanded rapidly, turning into endless waves that rolled out. Suddenly, the surrounding earth was torn into countless cracks that spread everywhere like a painting.

The ground within hundreds of feet around Zhong Lin was swept away by the powerful energy, and several feet of it was removed.

Countless pieces of soil were still exploding in the air, shaken into countless pieces by the huge force of the two men fighting.

Zhong Lin stood tall, his hands flying, his face seemingly expressionless, but murderous intent was constantly spreading in his heart.

Suo Yu's every move was filled with murderous intent, all aimed at his life. He really wanted to cripple, disable, or even kill him.

"Aotou Club, Liu Ziyan..."

Zhong Lin secretly uttered a few words in his heart, his eyes and consciousness were like lightning, constantly imprinting Suo Yu's every move, the circulation of qi and blood, and even the vibration of his spiritual essence.

"Good opportunity, right now."

Zhong Lin moved his body according to his heart and suddenly punched out.

Suddenly, the sound of thousands of dragons roaring rang out between heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, densely packed, thousands of dragon-shaped phantoms broke through the void and gathered from the major acupoints all over the body.

Scratching, roaring, twisting, the body appears and disappears.

Finally, the virtual thing in front of him turned into reality, condensed flesh and blood, and turned into a giant dragon, hovering on his arm.

At this moment, Zhong Lin's extremely fierce strength suddenly concentrated in this punch. A ray of extremely pure golden light broke through the layers of void, carrying the sound of cannons like countless stars exploding, and also carrying his unparalleled will.

"Die to me."

He suddenly swooped down and collided violently with Suo Yu's fist.

boom!
Boom!

Rumble!
It was as if the space was collapsing. The ground beneath his feet was still at first, then shook wildly. The space within a radius of hundreds of feet was emptied in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

There were only lines of something that looked like black and white, flowing continuously.

boom!
Suo Yu staggered back more than ten feet.

puff!
He couldn't hold it back any longer and spat out a mouthful of boiling hot blood that was as hot as magma.

The blood hit the ground with a hissing sound, just like molten iron falling into cold water, and thick smoke billowed out.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

Zhong Lin didn't hesitate at all, he rushed forward, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and smashed down.

Boom!

Thousands of dragons roared in the void, and Zhong Lin seemed to have transformed into a blue dragon. His aura surged, and a terrifying pressure expanded from his body. The dragon roared continuously, and in the blink of an eye, four huge blue dragons struggled out of his body, roaring and rushing towards Suo Yu.

Legend has it that the founder of Zhenhai Sect once witnessed Qinglong fighting against thunder and ascending to become a god. He used Qinglong's true body to comprehend the legendary power of the real dragon and created the "Eight Styles of Qinglong".

This martial art is of the highest grade, extremely domineering. When it is practiced to a high level, eight real dragons will appear as soon as it is used, galloping across the world and transforming the world, becoming almost invincible.

Zhong Lin is not that powerful and cannot summon eight real dragons. Even now, three of the four green dragons are fake, but they are enough to unleash terrifying power far beyond their own.

The outer disciples who had withdrawn to watch the battle from a distance of more than ten miles away felt that their minds and wills were enveloped by a huge fist print, as if an ancient real dragon had really appeared, displaying the most essential power between heaven and earth, covering the heaven and earth.

"The essence of fist intent? How is that possible? Didn't Zhong Lin comprehend the sword intent? The two realms of mind suppress each other, so one side must be stronger or weaker. The essence of fist intent can only be achieved by comprehending the fist intent to the fullest. Could it be that he majored in the way of fist?"

"No, I've seen Zhong Lin perform sword energy and thunder sound before, and his understanding of sword intent is not weak at all. Could it be that he is practicing both fist and sword?"

"Isn't that impossible? The artistic conceptions crush each other. Being able to comprehend just one is already a blessing. How could anyone comprehend multiple artistic conceptions?"

The people watching the fight were all stunned, looking at Zhong Lin as if he were a god. They really couldn't imagine how he did it.

The onlookers were under such great pressure, not to mention Suo Yu who was the first to bear the brunt of it.

Rumble!
The moment the four huge green dragons appeared, the air within a radius of several miles exploded and disappeared under the huge pressure.

With Suo Yu as the center, the area within several miles seemed to have become a vacuum zone.

"This boxing technique!"

Suo Yu's face trembled violently, and his fist intent almost broke under the pressure of this boxing technique. The mighty and strong fist intent had almost reached its substance.

"Impossible, how could your fist be so strong? I don't believe it."

"war!"

Suo Yu roared wildly, his muscles and bones vibrated, his ten fingers flipped in the air one after another, and the fist intent condensed on his ten fingers, suddenly condensing into a huge reaction.

"Now the Tathagata, the original true Dharma body, the Tathagata's palm, the Great Thousand Seal."

Rumble!
Under Zhong Lin's pressure, Suo Yu burst out with unprecedented potential, and a huge phantom of the Tathagata's body appeared faintly behind him.

"Buddha Realm's martial arts?"

"Indeed, no wonder Suo Yu's body is so strong. It is said that many of the techniques in the Buddha Realm also have the ability to train the body. Martial artists who specialize in training the body are called Arhats. I wonder what level of Arhat he is?"

"Are there different levels of Arhats?"

"Of course. Depending on the strength of their physical bodies, they are divided into the first, second, third, and fourth fruits. The strongest fourth-fruit Arhat is also known as the Golden Body Arhat. It is said that he can rival those who have reached the Nirvana Realm."

"Comparable to the Nirvana Realm, is it really that strong?"

"I just heard it, I don't know if it's true or not. It could be stronger, or it could be weaker. Don't ask, just watch the game."

"oh oh!"

On the ring, Suo Yu's blood was roaring, his fist was shaking, and he stepped forward suddenly.

The tall Tathagata body behind him raised his hands, stepped forward with both feet, and shook his whole body, forming a huge fist.

(End of this chapter)