Such a big man.
Lu Yi looked the guy up and down, and subconsciously touched the blood clot on the back of his head that had not yet disappeared. Based on his intuition, Lu Yi guessed that the guy who had hit him hard on the back of his head and knocked him unconscious must be this guy!
Mi Sanqi is so pretty and sweet, and speaks softly, she doesn't seem like a violent person.
The big man noticed Lu Yi's action, and he grinned, "Hey, pretty boy, that's right, I hit you on the back of your head a few times... Wow, I didn't expect that your head is so strong!"
The big man shook his body from the waist up vigorously, and suddenly there were a series of loud "crackling" sounds from his joints. He shook his two huge palms vigorously again, and suddenly the transverse tendons in the gaps between the finger joints and the wrist joints bulged, and the blood vessels spurted out. The two palms expanded and exuded a rolling blood, which was hot, thick, and imposing.
Something even more terrifying happened.
No one knew what kind of physical cultivation technique this guy was practicing. The blue veins on his fingers, backs of his hands, palms, and wrists were wriggling rapidly. The joints and tendons were wriggling and shuttling through his skin and flesh, and they actually condensed into two lifelike flesh and blood statues.
An angry Buddha.
A ferocious god or demon.
The devil and the Buddha were facing each other on the two palms, as if a violent conflict was about to break out at any time, but their aura was connected as one, as if they could join hands at any time and launch a fatal blow to the external enemy.
The aura on this fellow's palm was extremely terrifying. The void near his palm was twisting and collapsing. The Dao rhyme and spiritual energy in this small world of Lingshan continued to collapse towards his palm, gradually turning into a layer of hazy light. The light flowed and condensed into scales, which were draped on his palm.
"Come, try it out?" The big man hooked his finger at Lu Yi. He hooked his finger at an extremely fast speed, his knuckles piercing the air, exploding the space, making a terrible loud noise. He just hooked his finger, and the wind and clouds in all directions changed color, and gusts of hurricanes gushed out in all directions like explosions, making Lu Yi feel short of breath.
What a horrible body.
What a terrifying magical power.
Lu Yu pressed the blood clot on the back of his head hard, and inexplicably felt a sense of pride - being hit several times on the back of his head by such a muscular monster almost as a sneak attack, he only had a blood clot and his skull was not blown up... This can be considered that his cultivation is strong enough, right?
The golden Buddha's soul was shaken, dispelling the undue pride in his heart.
Lu Yi stood up and strode out of the pavilion. He moved his limbs, and all the joints in his body also erupted with thunderous sounds. He looked the big man up and down and said with a smile: "This is not fair."
The big man blinked his eyes and looked at Lu Yi: "Well, a little bit. Then... Second sister, it's up to you!"
The big man opened his arms and took a deep breath.
Mi Sanqi shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand. Strands of platinum divine flames gushed out and turned into extremely thin long needles of fire, fiercely piercing the big man's body. Every time a long needle hit the big man's body, it turned into a small, platinum rune shaped like a six-petal snowflake, which was deeply imprinted in the big man's flesh.
With each rune that was imprinted, the big man's aura became a little weaker.
Countless long needles dyed the big man's body almost platinum. His Qi finally fell from the realm of the Great Emperor and landed steadily on the level of a normal cultivator who had opened up 480 million acupoints under the constraints of the heavenly rules and laws of this world.
The big man took a deep breath, and streams of hot air surged in his nostrils.
Loud 'clang' sounds kept coming from his body. That was because he was sealing off his own physical strength... As he sealed himself off, the terrifying blood energy fluctuations in his body, which were like the rising sun, were also rapidly decreasing.
Soon, the fluctuations of qi and blood emanating from the big man stabilized.
It is still majestic and huge, but there is no such suffocating and oppressive feeling as before that made it impossible to look directly at or get close to it.
“Well, this is the physical strength I had when I just broke through the 480 millionth acupoint and was on the verge of condensing the Emperor Seal Dao Fruit…” The big man’s flesh and blood were twisted, and his palms, which had condensed into divine magic, collided with each other with force, making a loud clanging sound and splashing a large number of sparks. He smiled at Lu Yi and said, “I won’t bully you. This was my true strength before I became the emperor… Hehe, if you are beaten black and blue by me, it’s you… little white face, soft!”
The big man raised his right thumb, shook it, and then tilted it downward in a vicious manner.
"Soft and feeble, pretty boy!" The big man grinned, made a face, and laughed wildly "hahahaha".
Lu Yi's face twitched.
He had seen many bad guys, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone so bad...
With a faint smile, Lu Yi shook his arms and legs, moved his whole body, the qi and blood in his body surged, and with a deep breath, the aura of flesh and blood that he had forcibly suppressed suddenly burst out, and he could hear waves of qi and blood in his body roaring like a flood. Lu Yi's body quickly rose up inch by inch, accompanied by a faint golden-red blood light surging under his skin. Lu Yi's body also quickly expanded to about 81 feet, exactly the same height as the big man.
"Take off your clothes!" The big man pointed at the immaculate Zen robe on Lu Yi, revealing a very shrewd look: "Don't try to fool me. This is the immaculate Zen robe, one of the most valuable Buddhist defensive treasures in the Nalanda Holy Land. You want to fight me wearing this? You think you are a fool!"
Lu Yi laughed "hehe" and pointed his finger. The immaculate Zen robe immediately turned into a ray of faint light and rushed into the soul sea.
Bare-chested, Lu Yi shook his fist and hooked his finger at the big man: "Okay, come on. I was just thinking about weighing you... Hey, may I ask, what's your name?"
The big man squinted his eyes, curled his lips, and laughed, "Want to know my name? Hey, if you can survive three punches from me, I'll tell you! Come on, take it!"
With a loud roar, the big man moved suddenly.
Without any magical powers or spells, and without mobilizing a single bit of mana, the big man simply stimulated his blood and expanded his muscles. His figure was like a ferocious tiger emerging from a cave, leaving a trace of afterimage when he arrived in front of Lu Yi. He delivered a solid punch without any change. It was straight, hard, and clean, and it hit Lu Yi's high nose bridge.
Lu Yi laughed loudly, and with his left hand like an arhat holding a bowl, he blocked the big man's fist with a loud bang.
The terrifying force hit Lu Yu, and his bones, meridians, tendons, muscles, and even the capillaries in his muscles all vibrated. The terrifying force made Lu Yu's eyes flash with stars, his internal organs felt hot, and he almost vomited blood.
Pure and domineering power... Where Lu Yi's left hand touched the big man's fist, the bones felt sore, numb and itchy, and there were clear signs of a bone fracture.
Lu Yi roared, and a stream of hot air mixed with the smell of blood spurted out. His right fist was like a spear, and he punched out straight. He also didn't use any magical powers or power, but simply relied on his physical strength to hit the big man in the face cleanly and neatly.
The big man opened his eyes wide, seeming quite surprised that Lu Yi actually blocked his punch with his right hand.
Facing Lu Yi's lightning-fast punch, the big man continued to stare with his eyes wide open, staring straight at Lu Yi's fist, without dodging or evading, without making any parry or shielding. He arrogantly used his head as a meteor hammer, swinging his head with his neck and smashing it hard against Lu Yi's fist.
'choke'!
The sound of metal colliding was like the roar of a huge bell, and Lu Yi's fist collided with the big man's forehead. Lu Yi groaned, his arm shook violently, and the huge force hit him. Lu Yi's whole body trembled, and he felt a strange feeling as if his arm was hit and shrunk three feet.
The big man, who was full of confidence and took the initiative to use his forehead to speed up and meet Lu Yi's fist, also groaned, his body swayed, and staggered back a step!
He raised his head, his eyes bulging, and looked at Lu Yi in great horror.
A red mark appeared on his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the red mark became clearer and clearer, turning into a fist mark with distinct knuckles...
The big man shook his head vigorously.
He was really uncomfortable after taking Lu Yi's punch. Lu Yi's strength was beyond his imagination. This punch made his brain vibrate. At this moment, golden stars flashed in front of his eyes and his head was buzzing.
"Interesting!" the big man shouted, "Interesting!"
With two whooshes, the air on the top of Lingshan Mountain was suddenly emptied. The big man's left and right fists were like dragons emerging from the water, one on the left and one on the right, rushing directly at Lu Yi's soft spots on both sides of his ribs.
Lu Yu also let out a loud roar, and his left elbow suddenly sank like a door panel, blocking the vital parts of his upper body. He turned his body slightly, and his right arm suddenly became soft as a whip. Then he swung it with all his strength, making a series of "pop" sounds, and his fist swung like a meteor hammer, creating clear ripples in the air wherever it passed, and then he swung it towards the big man's neck at an incredibly fast speed.
The big man's power is terrifying.
The big man's fighting skills are very crude!
He is too big and too strong. It is very likely that this guy has rarely encountered enemies who can compete with him in strength in the past years . He only needs to use the oppressive and absolute force to crush the enemy!
But then he met Lu Yi.
The big man who had sealed his cultivation realm and sealed his blood and energy power, threw two heavy punches without any change in his moves. He was still so brutal and rude and hit Lu Yi's sinking left elbow solidly.
Lu Yi groaned. His left elbow and entire left arm went numb and he lost consciousness in an instant.
He even suspected that his left elbow, the hardest bone in his body, had been shattered by the big man's two punches.
Without paying attention to the hit on his left elbow, Lu Yi's entire upper body, taking advantage of the force of the heavy blow on his left hand and the vibration of the left side of his body backwards, accelerated his right arm and struck forward like lightning, hitting the big man's neck with his fist.
Lu Yi used all his strength in this attack, and he blocked the two punches that the big man hit him with, and part of the force was transferred through his excited arms.
With a loud 'pop', the big man's neck caved in, and the muscles near the punch created visible ripples. Lu Yi's fist sank deeply into the muscles of his neck, and the joints of his fist penetrated the thick flesh on his neck and even touched his thick cervical vertebrae.
"Buzz!"
The big man's neck was shaking, and his cervical vertebrae were trembling slightly from top to bottom, as if steel bars were being hit hard, making a loud rumbling sound.
A roar like a bull's roar erupted from the big man's throat, and he jerked his head back, taking several steps backwards. The punch mark on his forehead had already bulged half an inch high, and as he retreated, the flesh on his neck where he was punched also swelled up, and the skin gradually became shiny, with a mass of blood clotting underneath.
However, this big man's blood and energy are so powerful to the extreme.
He retreated five or six steps. As he retreated, the blood and energy in his body rushed to the parts where he was hit by the fist. The two fist wounds on his forehead and neck dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Lu Yi also took two steps back.
With his left arm behind him, the blood and qi were flushed over and over again. Soon, the numb left elbow regained consciousness, followed by waves of severe pain. Lu Yu didn't need to lower his head to know that the tendons, blood vessels, and muscles in his left elbow had all been hit hard, and at this moment they were all congested and almost merged into one.
Large bruises appeared under the skin. Under the crazy flushing of Lu Yi's blood and qi, the bruises were dissipating, and the scattered and condensed muscles and tendons were also gradually untied and put into place. The severe pain dissipated quickly, and in just a breath of time, the left elbow that had just been paralyzed had returned to normal.
Lu Yi gently shook his right arm.
Although he hit the big man with two punches, Lu Yi had a slight advantage in the situation. However, the big man's muscles and bones were extremely strong. Lu Yi's two punches, which he used all his strength to hit the big man, gave him a little color, and his own fists were also injured by the recoil force. From the knuckles to the wrist, from the elbow to the shoulder, there was a slight numbness and heat pain in the right arm.
Still not enough foundation.
There is still not enough time for cultivation.
To put it more directly, this big man has lived for countless times longer than Lu Wu... Although he has sealed his cultivation realm and does not use magical powers, he has also sealed his own blood and energy. But he has lived for too long, and his skin, flesh, tendons, bones and other body tissues are stronger than Lu Wu in terms of strength.
It's like taking a suckling pig that's been raised for three months and taking a wild boar that's lived for eighteen years. Can their flesh, blood, and bones be equally hard?
impossible!
Lu Yi was the little suckling pig that lived for three months, and this big man was the old wild boar that lived for eighteen years... or even one hundred and eighty years... or one hundred and eighty thousand years.
No matter how many adventures Lu Yi had, or how magical the skills he practiced were.
In terms of the most basic foundation, he is far inferior to the guy opposite him.
"You are so strong." The big man shook his head and praised in a muffled voice: "Little white face, few people have such strength as you. It's a pity that you are too young, too young... But you are a good seedling!"
He clenched his fists tightly, and the demonic Dharma image condensed on the back of his fists squirmed like a living thing.
The big man's fists collided with each other vigorously, and a hurricane exploded on the top of Lingshan Mountain. Countless sparks of fire splashed on the big man's fists. He nodded to Lu Yi: "You took three punches from me and gave me two hard punches... Hey, kid, your name is Lu Yi, right? From now on, I will call you Xiao Lu... The three words "little white face" are not enough to describe you."
"My name, ahem, my name..." The big man's eyes wandered a little. He stood up towards the pavilion, folded his hands in front of his chest, looked at Ming Sanqi with a smile, and suddenly lowered his voice: "I don't really want to use this name, but... ahem, they insisted that this name, using it, can make me remember my origins, understand my duties, and always understand my true heart."
"It doesn't sound good, but as a man, you just have to use it, right?"
“Ming Jiudan!” The big man patted his chest vigorously. “Ming is that person’s last name. I don’t want to use it, but I’ll use it anyway. Jiudan, hey… this name isn’t very good.”
The big man muttered to himself.
Like Ming Sanqi, Ming Jiudan's mother was just one of the countless women of his biological father. His mother was of such low status that Ming Jiudan was not taken seriously.
When Ming Jiudan was born, the servants reported the news to his father. His father was playing with a precious "egg" of an almost extinct spiritual bird, so he casually named the children born at that moment "Egg".
Because at that moment, a total of twenty-seven children were born one after another, so their names were "Ming Yidan", "Ming Erdan"... until Ming'Twenty-Seventh Dan"!
Lu Yi looked at the big man. Well, with such a name, Lu Yi really didn’t know what to say.
And this last name...
'deep'?
'deep'?
From Emperor Taiyu and Lady Bai, Lu Yu also had a certain understanding of the beings who stood at the highest position in the Supreme Primordial Heaven. Among these most powerful emperor-level beings, there was one person with the surname "Ming".
'Ming Zun'. A very domineering and powerful name. And he really deserves this name - he is the Lord of Guixu, and like the Old Bear Zun of Yuncha Ridge, he is a giant who controls a part of the Supreme Primordial Heaven.
Yuncha Ridge is the world of monsters, and all kinds of monsters gather together for warmth in Yuncha Ridge.
And Guixu is the world of demons.
Yunchaling is a very pure place. Old Bear Lord has his own rules. The little monsters, under the rule of the kings, generals, marshals and pioneers of each mountain, each have their own territory. They abide by the rules and reproduce according to their nature.
And Guixu is the largest den of filth and dirt in the Supreme Taichu Heaven.
All the evil demons who have committed crimes, are full of sins, have blood on their hands, and have made things difficult for the world, especially those who have been hunted down and besieged by the Heavenly Court, with no way to go to heaven or enter the earth, eventually fled to Guixu and took refuge under the command of the Lord of Hell.
In Guixu, there are no rules or laws. The strong prey on the weak, and the most naked and bloody law of the dark jungle is practiced.
Countless evil demons gather there, it is dark as day, and countless killings, countless sins, countless conspiracies, and countless tragedies break out at all times.
As for Lord Ming, he was able to firmly control Guixu. For countless years, no one could shake his position in the slightest. This shows how terrifying his power is.
This big man, Ming Jiudan, is the son of Ming Zun.
No one knew what he had experienced in Guixu that led him to come here and become a companion of Mi Sanqi. He even gathered many people and formed his own small group. No one knew what he was planning.
"The son of Ming Zun!" Lu Yi directly pointed out Ming Jiudan's origin: "Do you have the same reasons as Ming Sanqi?"
Ming Jiudan stopped chattering.
He tilted his head, looked Lu Yi up and down, and said seriously: "Second sister, what they want to do is too lofty, too great... I don't have so many particulars."
Blinking his eyes, Ming Jiudan smiled and said, "I just want to chop off the head of that old bastard Ming Zun, chop off the heads of his beloved sons and daughters, and the heads of those old women and evil women he favored, and put their heads in front of my mother's tombstone..."
Taking a deep breath, Ming Jiudan murmured, "What if her tombstone, her grave, is still there?"
"But it doesn't matter, sooner or later I will chop off all their heads!"
"If her tomb and tombstone are destroyed by those bastards... then, I will just use the entire Guixu as her tomb and use their heads as sacrifices. That will be enough!"
The two fists collided, making a "dong dong" sound. Ming Jiudan looked at Lu Yi seriously: "After three punches, you know my name. Boy, now let me consider whether you are qualified to be our man!"
Lu Yi smiled bitterly.
Become your person?
Have you ever asked yourself what you think?
Are you just going to act on your own and let this stubborn guy consider himself?
Lu Yi turned around and glanced at Ming Sanqi: "If I don't want to be yours..."
He smiled and said nothing.
Ming Jiudan said in a muffled voice: "Then, I will beat you to death!"
Lu Yu's face twitched slightly. It was a very good, clean, direct and effective method... Well, deep down, Lu Yu didn't want to hang out with Mi Sanqi, Ming Jiudan and that group of people.
But if you don’t agree, you will be beaten to death!
Lu Yi frowned slightly.
Ming Sanqi chuckled and said, "Daoyou Lu Yi, I have a good impression of you. However, our situation is special. If you can't become one of us, you can only become our enemy. And as for our enemies, if Tiedan wants to kill them, we generally won't stop them!"
"Tiedan?" Lu Yi asked Sanqi curiously.
"Jiudan is my full name, Tiedan is my nickname." Ming Sanqi smiled and said, "Tiedan is the nickname his mother gave him... He is as solid as iron, and has a tough life! May he live longer!"
Lu Yu nodded thoughtfully.
Ming Jiudan let out a loud roar, and his fists shook the void, bringing up two strong lights, one golden and one black, and smashed down cleanly.
This time, Ming Jiudan did not hit randomly.
He performed a set of boxing techniques in a very professional manner.
The boxing style is very simple. In the secular world, it is probably at the level of "Taizu Changquan" and "Five Elements Boxing".
But Ming Jiudan's power was too great. He had been immersed in this simple set of boxing techniques for too long, so every punch was ingenious and exquisite. Every punch seemed simple, but it blocked all of Lu Yu's escape routes. Every punch forced Lu Yu to be unable to dodge and could only fight him head-on.
Lu Yu saw it.
Ming Jiudan’s brain isn’t very useful, to be frank, his IQ isn’t very high.
But he has a terrifying talent in strength. He has already developed a simple, crude boxing technique to the level of "the simplest way is the best"!
'Boxing'!
When Lu Yi was in the ancient city of Loulan, he once inherited the "Boxing Dao". Although he did not make much progress in this path, he did personally experience and feel the terribleness of the "Boxing Dao".
Ming Jiudan's boxing skills clearly took the art of boxing to an extremely high level, and performed it to a terrifying level.
Even though his realm and cultivation were sealed by Mi Sanqi, Ming Jiudan's almost instinctive boxing skills drained away the rhyme of the "Way of Fist" from all directions, monopolized all power related to the "fist", completely blocked the void, and isolated himself from all the rhymes of the great way.
Ming Jiudan 'monopolized' the 'boxing way'.
Lu Yu only felt that his mind was blank and hazy.
His brain was twitching and aching. The boxing inheritance he received in the ancient city of Loulan was like a fine needle attracted by a magnet. It was involuntarily sucked out of his mind and from the depths of his soul by Ming Jiudan's fist and sank directly into Ming Jiudan's fist.
Lu Yi forgot everything about his fists.
He completely lost consciousness of his fist.
Facing Ming Jiudan's simple boxing skills, which had already reached the level of "the great way is the simplest", Lu Yi even forgot how to "clench his fist". On the top of Lingshan Mountain, within a radius of ten thousand miles, all the laws, rules, regulations, and laws related to "fists" were swallowed up by Ming Jiudan's two big fists and completely controlled.
Except for him, no one in the vast void can "clench a fist" or "punch"!
With a muffled groan, Lu Yi tried to dodge backwards.
A fist shadow from Ming Jiudan attacked him from behind.
Lu Yi shouted loudly, his body swayed, and his feet floated in the breeze. He wanted to disperse his afterimages to the left and right to dodge.
Ming Jiudan's fist shadow was like two iron gates, firmly blocking the void on his left and right sides. As soon as Lu Yi's afterimage appeared, it was shattered by the indestructible and omnipresent fist print.
Lu Yi had no choice but to fly forward stiffly.
Then, Ming Jiudan's heavy punch was like a battering ram, hitting Lu Yi's face hard.
If this punch hit, Lu Yi had no doubt that he would be knocked to the ground by Ming Jiudan in an embarrassing manner, and would most likely be knocked unconscious on the spot!
In his mind, the golden Buddha of soul swayed slightly.
Countless points of light flickered in his mind, the Taichu Huntong Pearl cast a faint light to illuminate his soul, and countless thoughts surged out like a fountain.
There are no fists, but there are palms.
There are no fists, but there are fingers.
There are no punches, there are elbows.
If there are no fists, there are still feet.
If there are no fists, there are knees.
Every part of the human body, if studied to the extreme, can become a deadly weapon, can correspond to the avenue of heaven and earth, and have an 'avenue of attack' that belongs exclusively to that part of the body!
Then, the light of the Taichu Huntong Pearl exploded.
Countless thoughts were annihilated at once, and in Lu Yi's heart, there surged an absolute confidence and immense power - any moves, any methods, no matter if it's fists, palms, fingers, elbows, or even knees, kicks, hips, clenched teeth... As long as I have absolute power, the absolute and pure power to suppress everything, crush everything, all skills are nothing but insignificant!
Ming Jiudan's Dao is actually also a part of the 'Path of Pure Power'.
However, for various reasons, he chose 'Boxing'...
Compared to the 'Great Way of Strength', the Fist Way is perhaps only an insignificant tributary...
All traces of skills, tactics, strategies, and responses were wiped out in Lu Yu's mind. All Lu Yu knew at this moment was the purest "power" that was brutal, domineering, absolute, and above everything else!
The body is tense.
Acupoint compression.
Strands of incredible power burst out from every tiny cell of Lu Yi.
Every cell in Lu Yi's body was emitting a dazzling light like a little sun.
Under the impetus of the 'Avenue of Power', strands of the tiniest and weakest forces are intertwined, like a stream turning into a stream, a stream turning into a river, and a river turning into a sea... Countless strands of the tiniest and weakest 'tricks of force' gather together and eventually turn into a 'dominant' force that is powerful enough to destroy the heaven and earth!
A dark light flashed across the surface of Lu Yi's body.
At this moment, Lu Yi seemed to have turned into a bronze and iron statue. He did not move, did not dodge, did not avoid, just rudely and violently, using his body and the incredible brute force of the avenue of power in his body, the total amount of which he could not correctly estimate, to hit Ming Jiudan's fist head-on.
‘Boom boom boom’!
There were constant loud noises.
Ming Jiudan's boxing skills consist of nine moves and seventy-two styles, and each style has only three variations.
For countless years, Ming Jiudan has been practicing this set of boxing techniques. He has practiced it countless trillions of times and has become extremely proficient in it. It has become an instinct for him.
Two hundred and sixteen changes poured out, and two hundred and sixteen punches hit Lu Yi's body almost at the same time.
Every strike made a sound like a bronze bell.
With every strike, Ming Jiudan yelled "Hit!"