"Haha!"

Facing the formidable Zagu Monk, Chen Tang laughed heartily, forming an Esoteric Great Hand Seal with both hands, specifically the Inner Lion Seal!

With the seal formed, his strength, speed, and momentum would increase for a short time.

At this moment, the Zagu Monk’s entire body radiated golden light, his aura erupting like a volcano, as he executed the same secret technique.

He aimed to turn the tide quickly, hoping to suppress Chen Tang while he was weak and exhausted.

In reality, Chen Tang retreated not because, as everyone thought, he was exhausted.

He simply wanted to switch his fist technique.

The "Vajra Unbreakable Technique" was indeed powerful, but even the simple Tiger Subduing Slash, despite reaching the Divine Realm, could not harm Zagu Monk’s foundation.

The two had exchanged over two hundred blows, yet Zagu Monk only suffered some superficial wounds.

Chen Tang’s hands, after all, were not true Divine Weapons, incapable of piercing through Zagu’s Golden Body’s edge.

At this rate, even if he exhausted all his strength, he might not be able to kill Zagu Monk.

Therefore, while fiercely fighting, Chen Tang’s mind was spinning rapidly, searching for a way to break the stalemate.

When Emperor Wu taught Chen Tang fist techniques on the Great Snow Mountain, he once explained a martial arts principle: Weapons are an extension of the body.

Within the fist technique lies the way of the weapon.

A fist like a hammer, fingers like a sword, an elbow stab like a spear, the elbow slash like a blade.

"A fist like a hammer, a fist like a hammer..."

Chen Tang silently repeated, a flash of inspiration struck in his mind, vaguely realizing something.

Afraid that his inspiration might slip away, he pulled back to pause, wanting to ponder a little longer to clarify the idea.

A Splitting Fist like an axe, a clenched fist like a hammer.

An axe could not break Zagu Monk’s Vajra Body, but the power of a hammer was different from that of an axe.

Even if the opponent could withstand a hammer blow, it would inflict tremendous shock force.

And his Vast Sea Force could penetrate the opponent’s defense, impacting the internal organs!

The combination of the two might unleash even greater power.

Chen Tang had read some tales about the Sui and Tang in a previous life, first hearing of Pei Yuanqing.

What a young warrior, wielding two iron hammers, each weighing three hundred jins, with invincible might wherever he went.

The famed masters like Qin Qiong and Shan Xiongxin, whom Chen Tang often heard of in childhood, were no match for him.

Until he met another young man who also used double hammers.

In just three strikes, he sent Pei Yuanqing fleeing on horseback!

Though Chen Tang now vaguely remembered many of the details in those stories, these two hammer-wielding youths left a deep impression.

The latter was Li Yuanba!

This one was even more formidable, each hammer weighing four hundred jins, riding a ’Ten Thousand Miles Cloud,’ invincible against Yuwen Chengdu, Pei Yuanqing, Qin Qiong, and Luo Cheng!

If an ordinary person could withstand his three strikes, he was already considered a hero.

Riding alone with double hammers, he crushed the eighteen rebel kings!

Ranked seventh among the heroes of the Sui and Tang, Luo Cheng failed to recognize him, rushed forward with a silver spear, only to have it shattered and sent flying to deform by a casual blow from Li Yuanba!

Luo Cheng’s hands bled, and he turned and fled.

This youthful, unrivaled warrior died in legendary fashion.

Returning from victory, upon hearing thunder, he cursed the heavens, even throwing his hammer upwards, intending to strike down the old heavens!

No one expected the hammer to fall, crushing him to death on impact.

Some say he was struck dead by Celestial Thunder.

No matter what, when Chen Tang first read it, Li Yuanba’s death felt too suppressed, too unfortunate.

But as he aged, he gradually became at peace with it.

Li Yuanba, so arrogant, so domineering, dared to curse the heavens in the Sui and Tang era, already beyond the restraint of earthly forces.

The author probably could only use the ’falling meteor’ trope to give him such an ending.

Thus, Chen Tang had an impression from a young age.

On the battlefield, anyone wielding double hammers was a fierce person!

At this moment, Chen Tang certainly had no double hammers.

But his fists were his hammers!

Facing Zagu Monk’s counterattack, Chen Tang stood firm like Mount Tai, forming the Inner Lion Seal, then executing the "Great Strength Vajra Hand," his hands gradually shimmering with a faint golden hue, clenched into fists.

Chen Tang didn’t retreat but advanced, raising his arms with a loud shout, as if the ends of his arms weren’t fists, but two iron hammers weighing hundreds of jins, smashing towards Zagu Monk fiercely!

Whoosh!

This punch unleashed an unstoppable momentum, the wind howling!

Zagu Monk’s expression changed drastically!

What’s going on?

Why is this man’s fist technique even more vigorous than before!

Boom!

Their fists collided heavily, exploding with a thunderous sound, a visible shockwave radiating outwards from the two as the epicenter.

The stone ruins beneath their feet collapsed further, creating two large pits, and the ground of Da Kong Temple trembled!

Hiss!

Witnessing this scene, the onlookers couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Laymen might just watch for fun.

But the higher one’s cultivation, the more they understood the terrifying power unleashed in that clash!

Full of disbelief, Guo Heng murmured, "The power they’re showing might not be weaker than that of a Third Grade Martial Artist with Eight Meridian Passage."

"He still has the strength?"

Lin Ling’Er was greatly surprised.

On the battlefield.

After a brief pause from the clash, Chen Tang seized the opportunity, striking again with another punch!

Boom!

The momentum of this punch was too fierce, forcing Zagu Monk to defend.

His counterattack was only a single move before being suppressed by Chen Tang again!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With repeated punches, Chen Tang forced Zagu Monk to retreat again and again.

In his mind, he imagined Li Yuanba, wielding double hammers, defeating all heroes and the eighteen rebel kings, invincible!

Whoever came, received a hammer strike!

These heroes’ weapons were either shattered or sent flying.

This boundless, invincible, and forceful shockwave is the divine charm and mental realm of this fist technique!

At first, Chen Tang found this fist technique somewhat clumsy and heavy.

But later, it became instinctive, as if he had transformed into a young War God of the Sui and Tang era.

There was no proper fist technique or hammer technique, just this one shocking Divine Power, swinging double hammers to smash everything before him!

With such momentum, forget Vajra Reincarnation, even if the true body of the celestial gods and buddhas descended, they would be knocked down!

Everyone watched in shock, even forgetting to breathe.

"What kind of fist technique is this?"

The beautiful woman was stunned, utterly astonished, instinctively asking.

"I don’t know, never seen it, it’s too strong!"

The middle-aged man murmured to himself.

The beautiful woman instinctively closed her eyes, yet she ’saw’ a different scene.

On the battlefield, the middle-aged man seemed to be clad in heavy armor, waving a pair of golden hammers, like a general sweeping across the battlefield, invincible and arrogant!

"Why has this man’s fist technique changed so much?"

The beautiful woman opened her eyes, softly murmuring.

With their experience, they hadn’t realized that Chen Tang had changed not just the fist technique but the Fist Intent!