Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 875 - 441: Clash of the Grand Dao
Lin Beichen struck the chest, so only the heart jumped out. What if he had struck the head?
Lu Zhenghun instinctively glanced at the heart on the table, and a brain shape gradually emerged in his mind.
How is this possible?
He muttered to himself, his expression increasingly incredulous.
However, Lin Beichen's body didn't change in the slightest.
This meant that the Bone Spirit Tiger landed dozens of punches on Lin Beichen, yet failed to even breach his defense. Lin Beichen merely patted him, and his body shattered instantly.
Before meeting Lin Beichen, Lu Zhenghun always used past experiences to estimate Lin Beichen's strength.
Only after seeing Lin Beichen did he realize he was as ignorant as a frog at the bottom of a well. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
His assumptions about Lin Beichen were just like an ant on the ground looking up at a giant, unable to fathom Lin Beichen's terror no matter how hard he tried to imagine.
"No wonder Zhou Kuangtian died, no wonder the Feng Shui Association dared not resist. It turns out such a terrifying person really exists in this world..."
Lu Zhenghun's mouth twisted with bitterness.
Even though Lin Beichen hadn't revealed his other Cultivation Techniques, merely this terrifying physical strength was enough to crush the world.
How fearsome Zhou Kuangtian was, relying on the Power of Heaven and Earth, yet he was still obliterated by Lin Beichen.
When raw power can dismantle all the world's methods, no other means are necessary.
Arrays, Curse Techniques, or any other Cultivation Methods, after all, are external. The physical body is the most primal weapon.
"I told you before, trash shouldn't block the road, but you never seemed to care about my opinion."
Lin Beichen flicked the bits of flesh and blood off his hand, frowning as he spoke.
The Bone Spirit Tiger's strength wasn't particularly weak, but not extremely strong either; among the experts Lin Beichen had killed, the Bone Spirit Tiger didn't even rank in the top three.
Lin Beichen thought of Qin Wenwu.
Qin Wenwu was the first expert he killed. Before that, those weaker than Qin Wenwu failed to interest him, and those stronger proved less impressive in retrospect.
The Bone Spirit Tiger before him was one such case.
In terms of pure power, the Bone Spirit Tiger did surpass Qin Wenwu, but one can't ignore the factor of time.
After the Celestial Gate opened, all cultivations advanced rapidly. If Qin Wenwu were still alive, he might have achieved even more, reaching the foundations of the Mystic Sect.
But aside from being outmatched by Qin Wenwu in cultivation, the key flaw with the Bone Spirit Tiger is his lack of intellect.
How can one rely solely on brute force in combat?
"What is this Ancient Fist Technique he cultivated? Is it a brainless, beast-mindset kind of trashy fist technique?"
Lin Beichen looked at Lu Zhenghun indifferently, a trace of mockery on his lips.
He knew Lu Zhenghun and his companion came from the Eastern Forest Kingdom, which was precisely why he found it amusing.
A fringe nation that Dragon Country hardly noticed, yet they fancied their tactics as capable of challenging Dragon Country.
Such people are either obliviously ambitious or simply impudent.
The Bone Spirit Tiger, relying on so-called immense strength, trying to ambush him was utterly laughable.
When Lin Beichen acted against him, he didn't even need to touch the body; just a gust carrying windblades could pierce the Bone Spirit Tiger's heart.
Yet he chose to do so.
He killed the Bone Spirit Tiger for one reason alone: to show the vast difference between them.
"You were hired to kill me, weren't you? I think I heard you wanted to issue a challenge—let's skip the formalities and get to it!"
Lin Beichen stretched with some resignation.
Hearing this, Lu Zhenghun's expression immediately changed.
"If you can withstand one strike from me, I'll spare your life and give you Xiang Island."
Lin Beichen took a step back, extended his palm, and quietly waited for Lu Zhenghun to make a move.
Such insolence, Lin Beichen, such outrageous insolence.
Lu Zhenghun had initially hesitated, but seeing Lin Beichen's stance, he immediately roared, pressed his palm to his chest, and his figure blurred, appearing in four phantom forms in the void.
Each phantom form had a strange red eye on its forehead.
As the red eyes opened, the red light spread, and four red pillars of blood converged in the air, forming a peculiar red giant eye.
This red giant eye, like a terrorizing ancient beast's eye, locked onto Lin Beichen the instant it opened.
This was the Curse Technique that Lu Zhenghun had spent his life cultivating, his Enlightenment on the Life and Death Dao.
For this skill, he willingly endured endless pain.
The Curse Technique not only cursed others but also himself; only by withstanding the backlash could he harness the Power of Curse to inflict suffering on others.
The Life and Death Dao is a fair path; if one can't endure it themselves, there's no need to consider others.
"This is my divine curse technique. Let me show you the Great Dao Art of the Eastern Forest Kingdom!"
Lu Zhenghun suddenly roared, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
He bore no personal grudge against Lin Beichen; his actions were unrelated to personal hatred.
His Great Dao Art required growth and more followers, which is why he came to Xiang Island.
Today's battle disregarded personal victory or defeat!
