Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

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Hearing what Hu Long said.

Hu Zhenkui frowned and said directly.

"So, according to you, you deduced the cultivation method of the Spirit Ape Secret Martial Arts through the practice of the Mountain-Standing Stake?"

"good!"

Hu Long nodded.

He appeared to be chatting, but in reality, he was constantly adjusting his own state.

So that we can deal with any attack from the other side at any time.

Do you think I'd believe that?

Hearing what Hu Long said.

Even though Hu Zhenkui considered himself knowledgeable and had a calm and steady mind, he couldn't quite maintain his composure for a moment.

"I've lived this long, what kind of geniuses haven't I seen? Even the top geniuses of those superior clans couldn't possibly break through to the Jade Skin Realm in just a few months, let alone without experiencing the secret martial arts inheritance."

I know this answer might be hard for you to accept.

But that's the truth; geniuses exist in every field.

What seems inconceivable to ordinary people is nothing more than a simple, effortless task for a genius.

"To give a simple example: a famous scientist once asserted that even the most unintelligent person should be able to learn calculus by the age of fourteen. But is that really the case?"

No, some people will never truly understand, no matter how long they go through life.

Hu Long shook his head slightly, his expression serious as if he were stating a fact.

Sometimes, people look the same to each other.

However, the actual differences are far greater than they appear on the surface, to the point that they cannot even be called the same species.

But it is precisely because of the existence of such geniuses that the times can continue to move forward.

If not, then who created the Secret Martial Arts? Could it truly be a creation born of nature and bestowed by the gods?

Upon hearing this...

This time, Hu Zhenkui did not answer immediately, but instead fell silent.

Indeed, while Hu Long's words had some flaws, they were not entirely without merit.

The secret martial arts techniques possessed by the clans that have survived to this day have been passed down from generation to generation.

Although the process may have involved summarizing the experiences of generations and refining the Secret Weapon itself.

But ultimately...

It's merely icing on the cake, based on the secret weapon.

Whether a secret weapon is powerful or not is ultimately due to the ancestor who created it.

The person capable of creating the Secret Weapon must be a truly unparalleled genius.

What you say makes sense.

But no matter what, empty talk is hardly convincing. How about this, let me personally witness just how much true skill our Hu family's strongest genius truly possesses!

Hu Zhenkui waved his sleeve.

In an instant, a strong wind surged, and crackling sounds filled the air.

The surrounding snow was shaken away, revealing the black ground underneath.

"I will suppress my power to the level of skin smoothing and fight you with equal strength."

"I will trust you if you can learn this secret technique from me in actual combat."

As they were talking.

Hu Zhenkui raised his hands slightly.

The surface turned slightly red, and the scorching heat instantly evaporated the surrounding snow.

"If you can't learn it..."

Hu Zhenkui did not continue speaking.

The figure moved suddenly, like a startled rabbit in the snow, and in the blink of an eye, it had already darted in front of Hu Long.

With a single palm strike, a scorching wave of air, carrying a biting cold wind, tore open a vacuum passage through the swirling snowflakes, striking directly at the face!

Hu Long, however, remained completely still.

Only at the very moment the palm wind is about to touch the skin does the arm rise, the wrist flip, and the palm thrust out directly.

The moment their palms touched.

boom--!!

The force surged and compressed, causing the air to explode under the strain.

The snow within a ten-meter radius suddenly sank, collapsed, and splashed!

A brief vacuum of snowless air briefly formed around the two figures, before the compressed air suddenly exploded, transforming into a ring-shaped shockwave that swept across the surrounding area.

Dead branches broke, and pebbles shot out.

Hu Long staggered, spiderweb-like cracks appearing on the ground beneath his feet, and he staggered back three steps.

Hu Zhenkui staggered back five steps, each step carving a deep furrow in the snow.

"Red Sand Hand?!"

Hu Zhenkui's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared intently at Hu Longna's palm, which was also faintly red.

"And it has reached the level of red gauze..."

The Red Sand Hand technique was something he acquired by chance and never passed on to anyone in the Hu family.

He was now beginning to believe Hu Long's seemingly absurd statement.

Perhaps the other person really is a genius.

Otherwise, it simply doesn't make sense.

It should be noted that this secret martial art is extremely difficult to master.

It is divided into three realms: Red Gauze, Bloodstained, and Burning Flames.

He cultivated for decades, but only reached the level of blood penetration.

But now, the other party not only learned it after just one glance, but also reached the Red Gauze level, which is simply inexplicable.

Moreover, what made him even more uneasy was that overwhelming and brute force.

It was completely illogical, as if a prehistoric beast was lurking inside the other person's body.

Caught off guard, he was blasted back several steps before he could stop.

This strength has surpassed that of ordinary martial artists at the Bone Tempering Realm.

"Good lad! I underestimated you."

He said something.

next second.

The energy circulates, and the palm deepens.

"Let's see how much you can learn... you..."

Hu Zhengkui hadn't finished speaking.

A look of astonishment flashed across his face, then froze completely, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Dialysis? How is this possible?!"

It's no wonder Hu Zhenkui acted this way, simply because it was within his sight.

The color of Hu Long's palm on the other side also began to deepen, like fresh blood, a deep, glistening crimson.

This is precisely the outward manifestation of the Red Sand Hand reaching the second stage of blood purification.

Hu Zhenkui felt a bit doubtful about life.

"Because I am a genius, don't judge me by the standards of ordinary people."

Hu Long's tone was as calm as still water.

Before he finished speaking, a series of cracking sounds came from the knuckles of his clenched fist, and his slightly red palm suddenly turned a terrifying blood red.

He exerted force with his feet, and his whole body smashed through the snow like a cannonball.

They charged toward Hu Zhenkui.

Seeing this scene.

Hu Zhenkui didn't have time to think much. He shouted and his palms flew, leaving more than a dozen afterimages. Each palm contained scorching power, which actually evaporated the falling snowflakes into a misty white fog.

Before their fists and palms even made contact, the two completely different forces of wind had already tangled together.

The two violent, scorching forces collided, producing a hissing sound.

Hulong's attack was simple.

There were no fancy tricks, not even any unnecessary variations.

He simply swung his fist straight and forcefully into the palm shadows.

Hu Zhenkui raised his hand to receive the attacks, but did not take the initiative to make a move.

At this moment, he no longer suppressed his strength.

It used the power belonging to the Bone Tempering Realm.

However, Hu Long's strength was truly astonishing.

Even when Hu Zhenkui used the power of the late stage of the Bone Tempering Realm, he could only clash with him and could not suppress Hu Long.

Although Hu Zhenkui was indeed a whole realm higher than Hu Long in terms of cultivation level, he was far inferior in terms of physical strength.

This led to a stalemate between the two for a time.

Of course, the strength of a martial artist is only one aspect.

The real core lies in "strength".

As the battle continued, even though both sides concentrated their power in their fists and palms and did not let it leak out, the residual force of the collision still caused the surrounding ground to crack and spread out like a spider web.

And a dozen seconds later.

Hu Long's movements slowed down noticeably.

It's not that I'm lacking strength.

Instead, each strike carries a powerful penetrating force that seeps through his skin and into his body.

Like hitting a cow from across a mountain, the shock sent shivers down his spine.

"Hidden strength..."

A glint flashed in Hu Long's eyes.

Ming Jin is outwardly expressed strength, while An Jin is hidden strength within softness.

Those with hidden strength possess an advantage in strength that lies within softness and softness, penetrating deep into the body. Like a watermelon rind that doesn't break the flesh, it can injure the inside without damaging the surface.

Even after reaching the Jade Skin Realm, he could not resist the penetration of this hidden force. If it weren't for the fact that his innate divine power had advanced and tempered his bones, he would have been able to withstand it.

There's simply no way they could withstand more than a few of the opponent's moves.

Even so, he had not truly entered the bone tempering stage.

Under the penetration of this tricky force, he felt his arms gradually become numb and lose all feeling.

Just then.

Hu Zhenkui exchanged blows with him.

Using the reaction force, the figure leaped backward.

He deliberately distanced himself from Hu Long.

Her figure landed lightly on one spot, her clothes fluttering in the breeze.

"Alright, that's enough. If you continue, your arms will be ruined!"

Hu Zhenkui frowned slightly and spoke calmly.

However, as he spoke, his hands, clasped behind his back, were visibly trembling slightly inside his sleeves.