With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 591 - 540: Heavenly Net Covering the Earth! Human Killing Intent Unleashed! Golden Thunder Arhat! Dragon Monk Liao Chen!
Staring at that figure tearing apart a law phase, resembling a demonic god.
Monk Shinan’s eyes shone with brilliance, full of spirit.
"This boy has the potential to become an Arhat in the present world..."
What does it mean to be an Arhat in the present world?
After death, adding to the 108 Arhats, living a second life in the Dharma Realm...
Cough, cough, it’s just a metaphor...
Witnessing Meng Chuan’s brutal scene, the monks looked at each other speechlessly.
With the body of the Second Limit, he tore apart the law phase of Master Liao Chen, one of the Twelve Vajras of the Martial Monastery!
At the same time, the conflict in the arena was far from over.
At the instant the law phase shattered, Meng Chuan saw the face of the big, fat monk turn pale.
His brow furrowed tightly, and the veins on his temples bulged into a "井" shape.
It hurts!
Excruciating pain!
The shattering of the law phase harmed his mind, an indescribable pain erupting deep in his soul!
For the martial artists of the Elephant Form Sect, the manipulation of the law phase is divided into inner and outer phases.
The inner phase, the source of power comes from the body. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Like Chief Long Jiu of Yong’an City, whose inner phase manifests as a few feet tall violent ape;
The outwardly manifested phase’s power source is the soul, like the dragon summoned by Liao Chen at this moment.
There is no high or low between the inner and outer phases.
Both are controlled by the mind, transformed and manifested.
Based on one’s strengths or combat needs, choosing the suitable phase to confront the enemy.
Liao Chen’s teeth clenched with a creaking sound, a ruthless person indeed, forcibly enduring the pain of Prajna.
Ignoring the damage to his mind, he manipulated the remaining yellow dragon to bypass below him, riding the dragon to attack Meng Chuan!
The fat monk’s gaze was fierce, veins on his forehead bulging like thunder, as he endured, his posture hunkered down, with a faint dragon roar echoing with his charge.
The intent of the punch burst forth!
Meng Chuan sensed the scene in an instant, his eyelids twitching involuntarily.
He saw that an invisible net seemed to connect the sky and the earth, leaving no gaps, filled entirely by this Dragon Form Boxing intent!
The monks witnessing this scene exchanged glances, their hesitation swept away, their eyes reflecting a faint brightness.
The discerning monks saw Liao Chen charging and couldn’t contain their joy, saying:
"Top-tier Dragon Form Boxing! The martial arts killing move of the True Dragon Eighteen Palms — ’Heavenly Net Covering the Earth’!"
This killer move by itself is one of the "Seventy-two Supreme Skills."
In terms of power, it ranks among the top, exceedingly formidable.
A thin mist spread, with killing intent scattering all around.
Meng Chuan’s brow twitched as he, too, perceived the danger.
Just as the big, fat monk mounted the dragon, he instinctively stepped to the right to evade.
As if the heavens and earth moved with him, his form was once again "moved" back to the central palace, awaiting Liao Chen’s attack.
He understood in his heart, the nine palace positions’ breath was wrapped by this invisible net, also locked by Liao Chen’s mind field.
No matter where he dodged, he would take the punch head-on...
With the onset of the murderous intent, the world turned upside down!
Monk Shinan secretly nodded, this "Little Demon Meng Chuan" was able to break a law phase, forcing Liao Chen to exert his full strength.
He could be proud of himself.
The palm he kept at his back held a fish-like airflow, ready to disrupt the duel at any moment.
Because with Liao Chen’s "Heavenly Net Covering the Earth" Palm, even he needed to use Gang Qi to ensure Meng Chuan remained unscathed!
But in the next moment, the scene in the arena made everyone, including Shinan, gasp in amazement!
Meng Chuan clenched his fist, his brow furrowing downward.
"Come!"
Thump...
Thump——
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Inexpressible momentum erupted from the surrounding magnetic field, with divine thunder born out of the void, sprouting and taking root from the heart, filling the entire chest, and then spreading throughout the body.
The heartbeat sounded like a war drum.
The monks at the Second Limit in the audience too, felt their hearts uncontrollably beating fiercely!
In the unseen realm, excluding the two Grandmasters and Fanluo present, it was the same for everyone else.
The monks’ expressions changed dramatically, mouths dry, legs shaking like sieves.
It felt as though a great terror was about to descend, shrouding the sea of clouds.
The next second, they barely caught a glimpse.
Flames were no longer the main theme, with thunder dispelling the white mist, forcefully charging out.
Clad in golden-white thunder armor, surrounded by a three-foot Thunder Pool.
Meng Chuan shattered the Heavenly Net covering the earth!
Yet he didn’t go anywhere, standing at the center, facing the dragon’s claw, with his fist’s brink gathering thunder flame, sweeping forward with a charge!
Boom——!
An immense multi-colored shockwave unleashed violently from the contact point of their fists and palms!
At the instant of collision, all the little monks of the "Jue" generation around were simultaneously blown away, tilting as they crashed down, numerous cries of "ouch" reverberating.
Smoke and dust spread, lingering endlessly, adding an earthy hue to the cloud wall, with the gaps torn by the shockwave filled in.
When all settled, the obstructing curtain gradually lowered, the monks gazing expectantly.
They looked again!
All in utter surprise!
Meng Chuan had indeed blocked that "Heavenly Net Covering the Earth" Palm of Master Liao Chen!
The smoke in the arena was nearly dissipated, revealing only Meng Chuan’s form, with most of the flames dissipated.
Upon the collision, even the brightly colored Hard Skills’ treasure light shattered, leaving only a thin black membrane covering him.
Blocking this palm was seemingly easy to say, but not simple in execution.
The gaze of everyone held a trace of admiration, with their hearts in shock.
"How could he stand against a Three-Limit Master’s full-power killing move with just his flesh?"
"Has he practiced divine skill, tough training, Dragon Elephant Prajna?"
"Impossible, he’s only at the Second Limit!"
"Amazingly nonhuman..."
Regardless of the final outcome, a Second Limit practitioner could harden themselves against a Martial Arts Master, and not just any master, but one of the Martial Monastery’s Twelve Vajras.
This scene of blocking the killer move was enough to shock everyone!
Even Shinan was dumbfounded, not expecting this boy’s level of Hard Skills to be so terrifying.
