Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 234: Uniting My Intent with the Supreme Fist Concept

Ye An nodded eagerly.

For the second practice session, Liu Dahuo was even more proficient than before. He could easily pinpoint the positions of the Xuanwu rune and the Landslide skill rune. It took about five minutes.

The third practice session went faster, taking only three minutes.

It was almost time.

Ye An decided to proceed with the practical application, already feeling excited. He believed he could soon merge the Landslide with the Xuanwu power.

The activation source of Landslide was martial intent. The fusion meant that the activation source of Xuanwu power could also be transformed into martial intent. Everything centered around this martial intent, perfectly fitting Lord Zhuque's theory!

The practical application began!

Liu Dahuo looked serious.

Ye An also quickly focused his mind.

Inside the narrow blacksmith shop, both the young man and the old man closed their eyes in silence, emitting a mysterious aura.

The fusion process of the skill runes proceeded very smoothly. Ye An introspected himself, watching as the two runes merged with the power of the Dao stone.

A few minutes later, he opened his eyes and let out a long breath. Everything went as smoothly as countless previous practices.

He stood up and walked out of the blacksmith shop. Outside the door, tall buildings stood in the warm sunlight, with a gentle breeze occasionally carrying the chirping of birds.

The world was as calm as ever, but Ye An's heart was more excited than ever before.

Liu Dahuo glanced at him and said, "Go find a training ground to try it out. After practicing, remember to come back to me. Don't forget our agreement."

Ye An nodded quickly and hurried to the nearest training ground from Liu's blacksmith shop.

After paying, he stood on the vast platform devoid of people. The two runes had merged into one with more complex patterns.

Ye An didn't hesitate.

Initiate!

Intent overflowed from the Supreme Fist, pouring into the rune. The rune shimmered and spun rapidly.

Explosive power surged through Ye An's limbs, emanating from the Landslide rune. Dense yellow soil emerged on his skin, swiftly solidifying into a rough and mottled armor—the Xuanwu power.

Ye An stood before a large French window, examining himself. The Xuanwu armor was at least three centimeters thick, making him appear significantly bulkier. However, he couldn't help but frown.

The armor wasn't handsome enough; it was too mottled, with patches of wear and tear, resembling a rough clay embryo.

"I need to figure out a way to refine its shape later."

Then, Ye An swung a punch at the force measurement wall in front of him!

"Boom!"

The heavy earth fist struck the indented wall. The wall displayed a string of pulsating numbers, calculating the force of Ye An's punch. However, Ye An paid it no mind because he felt that the punch wasn't heavy enough; it lacked the explosive feeling he expected, as if something was still blocking his chest.

"Warfire!" Ye An shouted lightly.

The Vermilion Bird's fire soared on the Xuanwu armor, and huge flaming wings sprouted behind him.

The weight of the Xuanwu armor began to intensify. Ye An gritted his teeth, continuously mobilizing his martial intent through the Landslide rune, not only strengthening his basic strength but also enhancing his martial intent!

The dual forces of martial intent and strength resisted the weight of the Xuanwu armor.

But Ye An still felt it wasn't enough.

Warfire rune at 70% power!

The flames suddenly intensified, reaching towards the ceiling. However, this also meant that the weight of the Xuanwu armor would continue to increase!

Suddenly,

"Crack!"

The ground under Ye An's feet cracked, as if he were standing on a heavy tank!

The thickness of the Xuanwu armor also widened, reaching five centimeters, making Ye An look somewhat bloated.

He found it difficult to raise his fist because the weight of the Xuanwu armor hindered his punching.

But this was a good thing.

If he couldn't throw this punch, the Xuanwu soil would bring him negative improvement.

However, if he could push the Xuanwu soil away, it would be a super big improvement!

Because weight itself is a force!

His strength and gravity merged into one, and the scene was absolutely wonderful!

At this moment,

Ye An's face was fierce, and he almost used all the power he had to draw his sword. His mouth uttered a hoarse roar.

The veins bulged on the arms wrapped in the Xuanwu soil, and the blood vessels surged, making the whole arm red!

The Vermilion Bird's fire is still burning!

The weight of the Xuanwu soil has reached a peak again!

The resistance felt by Ye An has reached its extreme, as if there is a wall in front of his fist, which cannot be pushed out in any way.

Suddenly.

He remembered the obscure boxing records in the Supreme Fist.

For example, Tai Chi.

The force started from the ground, turned out from the hip, and in a moment, poured all the strength of the legs, hips, and waist into the shoulders and swayed out!

The fist naturally extends!

Ye An and the Supreme Fist are united.

The basic boxing he learned from childhood to adulthood has been modified and reversed at this moment, dragging him towards a strange path of boxing.

But he didn't think about it. Instead, he felt refreshed in his mind. It seemed that a skylight was opened, and he looked out and saw the vast world of boxing arts!

A strong sense of excitement rose, accompanied by a punch that injected all his strength, smashing into the thick wall!

Martial intent solidified!

Shake!

"Boom!"

The earth trembled!

The center of the wall sank, and dense cracks spread rapidly in all directions. This hundred-meter-long wall seemed to have become a broken glass.

Not only the wall, but even the ground under Ye An's feet was shattered into a spider-web-like crack by the terrifying reaction force!

The digital display above the training venue began to jump rapidly.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

The urgent mechanical sound was harsh, but in the end, it turned into a string of garbled codes.

The person in charge of the training venue above Liu Dahuo's body trembled and muttered to himself: "Is there an earthquake?"

Suddenly.

A breeze blew across his cheek, and the receptionist frowned in confusion, wondering if a figure had just flown past?