Fierce Tiger Climbing the Mountain was originally one of the eight moves of the Eight Extremities. It was not an ultimate move. Back then, Li Shuwen's Uncle Li had used this move when he fought with others. Undoubtedly, he would kill with one strike. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, Fierce Tiger Climbing the Mountain became an invincible ultimate move.
Therefore, what was originally just an ordinary move was upgraded to Li Shuwen's Heroic Spirit Artifact under the praise of the world's misunderstanding. Every attack was smoothly and continuously attacked with the energy from the earth from "Li Shuwen" as the output. Not to mention humans, even walls, doors, and even the sturdy door of the dojo could be easily shattered.
Because the power that was being used was not the user but the power of the earth, as long as the user could withstand it, the power of this attack was theoretically " infinite "!
The momentum was like a mountain collapsing, and the qi was like a tsunami! With a single move, he would be able to tear down a city wall, let alone a person!
It was clearly just a fist technique, but it could make people feel that it was powerful. The black-haired youth stood on the spot as if he was facing a monstrous tsunami. He could not avoid it and could only be crushed into dust in despair.
No matter how great your momentum is, how many tricks you have. The person who used the move had a weakness. If he couldn't find it, he would create it!
Lone Wolf didn't know what despair was. He would fight back even if he didn't die. Facing Ling's unstoppable attack, the black-haired youth raised his remaining left arm and responded with a punch!
On one side was the Heroic Spirit skill that was like a landslide and tsunami.
On one side was the dying counterattack of the injured.
The clash between the two seemed to have determined the outcome from the beginning.
However, reality often did not go according to expectations. Otherwise, the term "face slapping" would not have been born!
The black-haired youth's fist avoided a direct collision with Ling's attack. Relying on the advantage of the length of his arm, his fist moved up from the bottom and landed on Ling's upper body armor first.
If he had a choice, the young man would never have been so stupid as to hit Ling's armor with his fist. The previous few times had proven that his fist could not break through Ling's armor, but due to the difference in height, the young man's fist could only hit Ling's chest armor at the very least. Without the armor's defense, Ling's lower abdomen could not be reached at all!
The fist that was originally powerless against the armor, this time,
Absolute calm analysis, flawless calculations, perfect timing, and finally, all the good luck today! With this punch, he would create a weakness in his perfect defense! I will use this to defeat you!
The fist that should have been helpless shattered Ling's armor piece! The fist landed on Ling's body through the shattered hole.
"Ka!"
A series of fine, silent cracking sounds were emitted from Ling's entire body, and invisible cracks instantly covered his entire body from where he was punched! With this punch, Ling's entire body stiffened and he could not move at all. His powerful Heroic Spirit skill was also dispersed into nothingness.
"Hah!"
The young man took another step forward and exerted his strength a second time. The power of Tremor Punch once again acted on the point that had been broken! Ling was sent flying like a cannonball. The battle suit and fist armor that he had condensed with mana, as well as the mana fluctuations that he had released, were all shattered by this attack. He was caught off guard and crashed into the huge rock behind him.
"Bang!"
Ling's body crashed into a huge rock with a muffled thud as he slid down the stone wall.
At the same time, the projection magic was also shattered.
it hurts
The projected memories were wiped clean once again, and Ling's consciousness was awakened from the will of martial arts. Immediately after, he felt a stifled sensation in his chest, as if his internal organs had been twisted into a ball of pain, and a mouthful of blood gushed up.
"Pfft, cough cough."
to lose
My body, I can't lift up my energy, my magic power, is it because I've been scattered that I woke up?
Ling, who was leaning against the boulder, looked up. The black-haired youth, who had lost an arm, was charging forward like an injured, berserk wolf. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of her. Ling was no longer able to defend or dodge the fatal blow that was aimed at her head. The accompanying wind from the punch made her experience the taste of near-death for the first time, and perhaps for the last time.
The moment of death was an eternal moment. Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment, and the final fatal blow seemed to take a century to land.
I didn't expect that even after working so hard, I was still a weakling. Time and age were no reason. Losers had no right to defend themselves. Perhaps the desire to save all tragedies was an arrogant delusion. Changing a person's life required one to use one's own life to bear it. Without this realization, I was no different from those chuunibyou who fantasized every day.
The extended timeline of death seemed to be deliberately taking care of Ling, giving her enough time to reminisce about her life.
Aoi, Sakura, Tokiomi, Yanye, and even Shinji Makari. All the faces that he had seen after his rebirth flashed past his eyes one by one. Finally, he fixed his gaze on a perfectly beautiful face. It was the Rin Farasaka of the Five Battles, or rather," God."
" As the origin of the end, you are the most special existence in this world. The end accepts everything, giving you unlimited possibilities and an unobstructed path to the highest point. However, fate is an excuse for the weak. There is no fixed fate, so there is no blessing from fate. Giving you a path to the highest point does not mean that you will definitely be able to reach the highest point. You are the end, but the end is not you. You are no different from a person, a beast, a blade of grass, or a tree in this world. Any thought that you are the protagonist is courting death. When you are in a desperate situation and are powerless to turn the situation around, you don't have to blame the heavens or others. It's just because you are powerless. Weakness is a sin. Heaven and earth don't owe you anything.”
This was the last spiritual record that the " God " sent Ling's consciousness back to the physical world during their last meeting. There was nothing new about it, but it emphasized one sentence over and over again: Fate did not exist. Weakness was only because one was powerless.
It seemed that I was just one of the cannon fodder used by the Space-Time God to intimidate the protagonist before countless transmigrators transmigrated. Fortunately, at least he had saved Sakura. At least, he had saved Sakura.
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