Gao Zhengyang's fist smashed toward Lian Jinghong like a giant hammer used to break the gates of a city.
"Using the fist like a hammer, this is the Diamond Fist."
The Diamond Fist was widely known in the world, and Lian Jinghong had learned it when he was young. He could tell Gao Zhengyang's fist technique with just one look.
Although Lian Jinghong had spent his entire life refining weapons, as an intermediate level eight martial artist, he had a good eye for martial arts.
This punch was powerful and full of energy, and it displayed the essence of using the fist like a hammer to its fullest. It was a powerful fist technique, and it had the power and dominance of a peerless warrior using a hammer. Even without the support of Yuan Qi, it still had an unstoppable aura.
Even though he did not like Gao Zhengyang, Lian Jinghong could not help but praise in a low voice. At the same time, he raised his left palm and blocked, intending to deflect Gao Zhengyang's right fist.
Lian Jinghong's Spiritual Palm was a first level peerless martial art. The variations of the palm technique were complex and exquisite, and its flexibility was hard to predict. After Lian Jinghong had transplanted the demon bear's bones, he had also made various adjustments according to his own body. He had developed the flexibility of this palm technique to the extreme.
It was a simple block, but it actually contained seventeen variations. No matter how Gao Zhengyang reacted, he could not dodge this palm.
As the fist and palm collided, Lian Jinghong was about to turn his palm around, but something unexpected happened.
Gao Zhengyang's fist was as heavy and powerful as a mountain. Not only was Lian Jinghong's palm unable to block the fist, but his bones were also crushed by the force of the fist.
Lian Jinghong's palm lost all feeling in that instant. His entire arm was bent backwards from the force of the fist, and half of his body was shaken off balance by the ferocious force of the fist.
The sudden change shocked Lian Jinghong. Although his Martial Spirit in the Shen Palace could not circulate Yuan Qi, it could still adjust after sensing the change in his body.
Lian Jinghong exerted strength in his legs, and his body shot backwards like an arrow.
He dodged Gao Zhengyang's punch by a hair's breadth.
Lian Jinghong's figure came to a stop after flying dozens of feet away. His face was pale, and his slender eyes were wide open. He looked at Gao Zhengyang with shock and confusion.
In just one exchange, Lian Jinghong had almost been severely injured by Gao Zhengyang. It wasn't that Gao Zhengyang's martial arts had reached the acme of perfection, but rather that his body was bursting with tyrannical power that far exceeded Lian Jinghong's.
Ever since Lian Jinghong had the demonic bear's bones transplanted into his body, his bones had grown continuously over the past few decades, stimulating his body and internal organs to develop again. He didn't look young, but his physical strength was comparable to a young Demon Bear.
Most of the Demon Bears did not have high intelligence, but only their bodies were strong. Not many living beings could compare to them.
Lian Jinghong had originally thought that with his strong physique, he could even defeat a Type 9 expert without using his Yuan Qi.
A mere rank 5 warrior, his physical strength was at most rank 3. In front of him, they were just like ants.
The exchange just now suddenly made Lian Jinghong realize that he had underestimated his opponent. Even with his close to rank 7 physical strength, he was still completely crushed by Gao Zhengyang. He couldn't imagine how strong his opponent was.
Restricting the Divine Soldier's Dharma artifact made him lose his most proficient Dharma artifact. Restricting his Yuan Qi, and losing his Heaven Rank cultivation and powerful Martial Soul.
The most unfortunate thing was that his opponent's physical strength was far superior to his. Lian Jinghong suddenly realized that he was likely to lose this fight!
Gao Zhengyang didn't give Lian Jinghong any time to think. He had the upper hand in one punch, and charged after Lian Jinghong.
Before Lian Jinghong could catch his breath, Gao Zhengyang had already arrived. He couldn't be bothered to speak, and just punched.
He had underestimated Lian Jinghong in the first punch, which gave him the chance to retreat. When he attacked again, Gao Zhengyang wouldn't let Lian Jinghong retreat again.
"Boom, boom, boom …"
Gao Zhengyang used the Vajra Hammer Fist to its fullest. Horizontal hammer, vertical hammer, straight hammer, round hammer. The ferocious Vajra Hammer covered all directions, the force of the fist was strong but seamless, without a single gap.
After receiving three punches, Lian Jinghong staggered back three steps. When Gao Zhengyang's fourth punch landed, Lian Jinghong could no longer suppress the surging blood in his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Gao Zhengyang wasn't fazed, and added 20% more force to his punch.
A rank 8 Weapon Refining Grandmaster, an old man who had lived for 200 years, who knew how many more tricks he had up his sleeves. He had to follow up with another attack, and completely defeat Lian Jinghong.
Lian Jinghong saw that Gao Zhengyang wasn't going to hold back, and he groaned inwardly. He spat out blood because he was injured, and it was also a sign of weakness.
Under normal circumstances, his opponent would be pleased to see him spitting out blood, and would definitely say a few words, and would definitely slow down his attacks.
Unexpectedly, Gao Zhengyang didn't fall for it. Without saying a word, he punched out fiercely.
Helplessly, Lian Jinghong could only raise his palms, and his palms and arms followed the movement of the punch, channeling the ferocious force from his arms to his spine, and then to his feet.
Only a demon bear's bones were tough enough to channel the force of the punch in this way.
Lian Jinghong took several steps back, and with each step, the wooden boards under his feet shattered. In the blink of an eye, the wooden boards within a radius of more than ten meters were all shattered, and it was a mess.
Fortunately, there was a sturdier support under the wooden boards, so Lian Jinghong didn't sink into it.
Lian Jinghong felt like all the bones in his body were about to break. But Gao Zhengyang was closing in, not giving him a chance to breathe.
With a muffled bang, Lian Jinghong once again used his palms to catch Gao Zhengyang's single punch.
Lian Jinghong's hands didn't move, but his body swayed left and right like willow branches dancing in the wind.
Willow Dance in the Wind was also Lian Jinghong's secret technique. This time, he wanted to use the force of the punch to fly out. But Gao Zhengyang's punch was clearly ferocious, but it also carried a sticky force, making it impossible for Lian Jinghong to retreat even though he was as light as a willow catkin.
Puff. Lian Jinghong spat out blood again. This time, he spat out purple blood clots. Lian Jinghong really wanted to call for a stop. He wanted to at least chat with Gao Zhengyang. If this continued, he would really be beaten to death by Gao Zhengyang.
But Gao Zhengyang's clear and cold eyes made Lian Jinghong dispel all distracting thoughts. He was already at a disadvantage. If he distracted himself to talk, he would be courting death. Looking at Gao Zhengyang, it seemed like he didn't mind beating him to death.
Gao Zhengyang withdrew his right fist and punched out with his left. What was different was that the punch lacked the ferociousness of the opening and closing, but had a feeling of perfection.
Lian Jinghong had nowhere to retreat, so he could only raise his palms to block.
The fist that was as perfect as a wheel was like a giant rotating grindstone. It spun slowly, but it had a terrifying force that could grind a person into pieces.
Lian Jinghong was pulled along by the fist, and his body started to spin involuntarily. That terrifying grinding force forced Lian Jinghong to activate his Martial Soul and focus all his attention to resist it. He didn't have the energy to think of a countermeasure.
Gao Zhengyang wasn't in a hurry either. He punched left and right, grinding Lian Jinghong like he was grinding a grindstone. He squeezed out all of Lian Jinghong's energy and mind.
After more than ten punches, Lian Jinghong's face was as red as blood. His hair was a mess, and his robes were soaked in sweat.
At this moment, Lian Jinghong had activated all of his blood energy, and he had lost control of his body. That was why blood was flowing to his face and he was drenched in sweat.
Lian Jinghong also understood that Gao Zhengyang planned to grind him to death bit by bit. But it was useless even if he knew. The initiative was in Gao Zhengyang's hands. Lian Jinghong was being ground down, and he could only rely on his Martial Soul and strong willpower to resist. He didn't have the energy to do anything.
Lian Jinghong felt that he still had a chance to escape, and even turn defeat into victory. Don't be fooled by Gao Zhengyang's aggressiveness, and he had the initiative the moment he started.
However, every punch he threw consumed an enormous amount of fist power. No matter how exquisite his fist intent was, a person's stamina was limited.
He was just waiting for Gao Zhengyang to run out of energy. Then, his accumulated energy would explode, and it would be enough to turn the situation around.
It was with this hope that Lian Jinghong continued to hold on.
Gao Zhengyang threw more than a hundred punches. Although Lian Jinghong was in danger, he was still able to hold on.
The foundation of a Level Eight Blacksmith Grandmaster was finally revealed.
"Master Lian is still strong despite his age. I really admire you."
Gao Zhengyang couldn't help but admire him. Lian Jinghong's transplanted Demon Bear bone was very strong, and there was nothing to nitpick about his willpower and martial skills.
Unfortunately, under these conditions, Lian Jinghong had no chance of winning!
If not for the fact that he wanted to capture Lian Jinghong alive, Gao Zhengyang's first three punches could have killed Lian Jinghong.
Killing was always easy. But to capture a Level Eight Martial Artist alive, that was too difficult.
Gao Zhengyang didn't dare to use too much force at the start, and gave Lian Jinghong a glimmer of hope. With hope, Lian Jinghong wouldn't act recklessly.
Realizing that Lian Jinghong had a strong foundation, Gao Zhengyang didn't hold back anymore. The power in his hands increased bit by bit.
Lian Jinghong then realized that Gao Zhengyang hadn't used his full strength. He was shocked and furious. So, from the start of the battle, he had been led by the nose.
But at this point, it was too late to do anything.
Lian Jinghong felt like he had fallen into a giant whirlpool. The terrifying force was pushing him to spin rapidly. He was in it, and had lost control of his body. He could only follow the whirlpool.
In a daze, Lian Jinghong suddenly felt his surroundings loosen up. That omnipresent external force had disappeared.
He became more clear-headed, but all the energy in his body had been drained, and even his Martial Soul had lost its luster. He didn't even have the strength to move his eyes.
At this time, Gao Zhengyang's figure was reflected in Lian Jinghong's eyes. It was reflected because Lian Jinghong had lost the strength to see people. His eyes could only passively accept the changing light and shadow.
Gao Zhengyang smiled at Lian Jinghong. "372 punches. Master Lian's strength really amazed me …"
Lian Jinghong naturally didn't have the strength to speak. He didn't even have the desire to speak. He didn't even have the desire to. Now, he didn't even have the strength to think.
"The battle is over. Lian Jinghong has lost the ability to fight. Gao Zhengyang has won the battle. According to the oath, Lian Jinghong will become Gao Zhengyang's subordinate … "
King Tianping, who was in the sky, loudly announced the result. He pointed his finger downward, and a golden light suddenly penetrated Gao Zhengyang and Lian Jinghong.
When the golden light dissipated, King Tianping also disappeared without a trace.
In Gao Zhengyang's Divine Palace, there was also a simple black scroll with golden patterns.
As soon as Gao Zhengyang's Divine Sense touched it, the scroll silently unfolded and emitted a little golden light.
Without anyone's explanation, Gao Zhengyang naturally understood everything recorded in the scroll.
The scroll was called the Balancing Scales Contract. It recorded the oath that Gao Zhengyang and Lian Jinghong had said.
These oaths were imprinted in the depths of their souls through King Tianping's divine power.
The scroll was just a projection of the Balancing Scales Contract. It wasn't the contract itself.
As the winner, Gao Zhengyang held the Balancing Scales Contract. As the master of the contract, once he died, Lian Jinghong would definitely die. On the contrary, Lian Jinghong's life and death didn't affect Gao Zhengyang at all.
He could even unilaterally tear up the contract without any punishment.
Lian Jinghong's life was more bitter because the contract was imprinted in his soul with divine power. He had no way to violate the contract. Moreover, this contract was directed at his heart. Lian Jinghong had no way to cheat.
Unless he had more power than King Tianping, he could forcibly break this Balancing Scales Contract.
Of course, this contract was unfair, but it was an oath established by both sides. King Tianping was only a witness to ensure that the oath and the martial arts competition wouldn't be disturbed by any other external forces.
The projection of King Tianping left, and the martial arts competition was over. The vitality that had been restricted in the martial arts arena also immediately returned to normal.
Rich vitality frantically poured into Lian Jinghong's body, replenishing his lost essence, qi, and spirit.
Strictly speaking, Lian Jinghong didn't suffer any serious injuries. It was just that his strength had been squeezed clean. With the replenishment of vitality, he quickly recovered a little.
Lian Jinghong stared at Gao Zhengyang with a gloomy gaze. No one knew what he was thinking.
Gao Zhengyang smiled faintly and didn't say anything.
This big pit was dug by Lian Jinghong himself, and in the end, he had dug a pit for himself. He couldn't be blamed.
Gao Zhengyang wouldn't tear up the contract. If he hadn't been calm this time and had the titanium alloy as a cheat, he would be the one crying now.
This bet was very fair.
As the winner, Gao Zhengyang also had the magnanimity to allow Lian Jinghong to vent.
Under the constraints of the contract, Lian Jinghong became his subordinate. However, the other party didn't lose his mind and become a loyal mindless slave.
Of course, Lian Jinghong couldn't betray him even if he wanted to. But the other party was a master of refining, so there was no need to be too stiff. What if the other party had a strong temper and would rather commit suicide than give in? Wouldn't that be a waste of effort?
Lian Jinghong was silent for a long time before he said bitterly, "You win."
These three short words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. However, after admitting defeat, Lian Jinghong also felt a lot more relaxed. At least he had accepted the reality of failure.
Gao Zhengyang stopped smiling and said seriously, "Master Lian, let bygones be bygones. Although we have a contract, I will naturally respect Master Lian and won't act recklessly. "
Lian Jinghong smiled bitterly. Gao Zhengyang's words were really good. What do you mean by won't act recklessly? Even if you have to do something, you won't be polite.
"Master Lian, don't take things too hard. You must take care of yourself. In the future, I still need to rely on Master Lian."
Gao Zhengyang suddenly thought that since the other party couldn't disobey his orders, then he should make it clear first. Lest Lian Jinghong really commit suicide.
"I understand." Although Lian Jinghong was reluctant, he had no choice but to agree.
"Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Gao Zhengyang, and my other identity is Goku."
Gao Zhengyang changed back to his original appearance and formally introduced himself to Lian Jinghong.
Gao Zhengyang's original appearance was quite different from Goku. There wasn't much difference in appearance. The main difference was the firmness, toughness, heroism, and domineeringness between his eyebrows, which was completely different from Miao Seng's elegant and extraordinary bearing.
Lian Jinghong was a little surprised. Rumor had it that Goku was very proficient in Vajra Fist. With so many coincidences, he had already guessed it. But who was Gao Zhengyang?
The name was not important. The strange thing was that Goku was not Gao Zhengyang's original appearance. He had become a Buddhist and was famous all over the world. Why would Gao Zhengyang change his identity? This was a little strange.
"I have an unusual talent. My bones are extremely hard, and I can change my appearance at will. In the past, I killed a few officials of the Mountain Kingdom's imperial court. In order to avoid trouble, I changed my appearance. "
Gao Zhengyang briefly explained. There was no need to talk about the Eastern Wilderness Mountain Range. He mainly talked about his special talent.
Although Lian Jinghong wouldn't divulge secrets, Gao Zhengyang also didn't want to talk about titanium alloy with him. This was also the most secretive thing in his heart, and he wouldn't tell anyone.
"So that's how it is." Lian Jinghong suddenly understood. No wonder Gao Zhengyang's brute force was unparalleled and he could change his appearance at will.
"Can you change your appearance at will? Can you generate runes on your bones?" Lian Jinghong immediately grasped the key point and asked.
"Yes," Gao Zhengyang replied with certainty.
Lian Jinghong really took a deep breath. This talent was really abnormal.
His bones were naturally hard, and at most, they were like demonic beasts. But his bones could change at will and generate all kinds of runes. Such a special talent was unheard of.
Lian Jinghong pondered for a moment and nodded. "Speaking of which, it is very suitable for the Iron Armor Mystic Soldier."
"But …"
Lian Jinghong changed the topic. "If you want to use the magical power in the demonic beast's bones, imitating the runes is only the simplest step. The key to activating the bloodline power of the demonic beast is the soul of the demonic beast. Different people have different bodies and souls. You have to find a demonic beast that matches your soul to be able to use the magical power of the demonic beast … "
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. We can study this slowly and find the most suitable method … "
If the power of the demonic beast was easy to obtain, Lian Jinghong wouldn't have had the chance to create the Iron Armor Mystic Soldier, and his wife wouldn't have died because of it.
There were still nearly three years until the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony, and Gao Zhengyang could afford to wait.
Gao Zhengyang's attitude was rather polite, which made Lian Jinghong feel more comfortable.
"With Sir's magical talent, I believe that you will find a way to borrow the power of the demonic beast after some time …"
Lian Jinghong also became more polite and changed the way he addressed Gao Zhengyang. He was old and shrewd. Since he didn't want to fight to the death with Gao Zhengyang, he naturally had to show some attitude.
Moreover, to him, there was no difference between calling him "Sir" and "Lad."
Gao Zhengyang asked curiously, "I see that the passageway has only been built for a few decades, and the project is quite large. Master Lian didn't set up a refining room? "
Lian Jinghong shook his head and explained, "Actually, only a small part of the passageway was built by me. The rest of the passageway was formed by the illusion of the arena. For the past few decades, I've spent most of my energy on the arena. "
"This arena is really amazing. There's actually a projection of a god!"
Gao Zhengyang looked at the arena that had returned to its original state and sighed.
He originally thought that gods were just legends, but the appearance of King Tianping made him realize that there were indeed more powerful gods with unimaginable power.
"Gu Tianyue's arena indeed has endless mysteries," Lian Jinghong said. "This place can even connect to other arenas. It's just that it requires a lot of primordial stones. I only connected it once before I hurriedly closed it! "
"Oh, you can even fight online?" Gao Zhengyang was even more interested.
Lian Jinghong pondered for a while and nodded. "Speaking of which, it's very suitable for the Iron Armored Mystic Soldier."
"However …"
Lian Jinghong changed the topic. "If you want to unleash the magical talent in the demonic beast's bones, imitating the runes is only the simplest step. The key to activating the power of the demonic beast's bloodline is the spirit of the demonic beast. Different people have different spirit bodies. You must find a demonic beast that is compatible with your spirit to be able to obtain the magical talent of the demonic beast … "
"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry. We can slowly study this and find the most suitable method … "
If the power of the demonic beast was easy to obtain, Lian Jinghong wouldn't have had the chance to create the Iron Armored Mystic Soldier, and his wife wouldn't have died because of it.
There were still three years until the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony, and Gao Zhengyang could afford to wait.
Gao Zhengyang's attitude was rather polite, which made Lian Jinghong feel more comfortable.
"With Sir's magical talent, I believe that you will be able to find a way to borrow the power of the demonic beast after some time …"
Lian Jinghong also became more polite and changed the way he addressed Gao Zhengyang. He was old and shrewd. Since he didn't want to fight to the death with Gao Zhengyang, he naturally had to show some attitude.
Moreover, to him, there was no difference between calling him "Sir" and "kid."
Gao Zhengyang asked curiously, "I see that the passageway has only been built for a few decades, and the project is quite large. Master Lian didn't set up a refining room? "
Lian Jinghong shook his head and explained, "Actually, only a small part of the passageway was built by me. The rest of the passageway was formed by the illusion of the arena. I spent most of my energy on the arena for the past few decades. "
"This arena is indeed amazing. It actually has the projection of a god!"
Gao Zhengyang looked at the arena, which had returned to its original state, and sighed in admiration.
He originally thought that gods were just legends, but the appearance of Monarch Tianping made him realize that there were indeed more powerful gods with unimaginable power.
"Gu Tianyue's arena is indeed filled with endless mysteries." Lian Jinghong said, "This place can even be connected to other arenas. However, it requires a large amount of primordial stones. I only connected it once before I hurriedly closed it! "
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