Bull, Horse, Lion, Eagle, Leopard, Tiger, these six types of Barbarian Fist, each of them represented a powerful battle form.
Only the Barbarian Dragon and Barbarian Elephant could stand above them, and the one that appeared above the forty-seventh step was the Barbarian Dragon.
This Barbarian Dragon had a small head, a thick body, a long tail, and was covered in dragon scales. It belonged to an ancient dragon species, and its blood Qi rippled all over its body. Its boundless demonic Qi was incomparably shocking. It roared repeatedly, and its astonishing aura took the initiative.
When Yang Wu faced it head-on, he felt an oppressive aura that pressed down on him until he found it hard to move.
Barbarian Dragon Fist!
The Barbarian Dragon attacked, and the condensed energy transformed into a dragon fist. It carried a powerful force and blasted towards Yang Wu like a meteor.
This fist contained a dense fist intent, and even the aura on the forty-seventh step was affected by the fist intent, making Yang Wu unable to dodge.
The power of this Barbarian Dragon Fist was earth-shattering, and could easily destroy mountains and rivers with a single punch.
Yang Wu was already prepared, but facing this incomparably tyrannical fist intent, he was alarmed. Without thinking, he activated the power of his fist intent and blasted out a Barbarian Ox Fist.
Bang!
The two fists collided with each other like meteors colliding, causing the surroundings to shake.
Yang Wu was blasted away, his arm was twisted and blood seeped out. The Barbarian Dragon was completely fine, and once again blasted towards him.
"Such powerful brute force!" Yang Wu cried out involuntarily, and braced himself to attack again. He couldn't dodge even if he wanted to, as the demonic Qi and fist intent had already completely locked onto him.
Roar!
The Barbarian Dragon roared, and its fist aura surged.
Yang Wu also entered his strongest state, and all the fist intent he had condensed exploded. He threw out one Barbarian Fist after another, and engaged in the most intense battle with the Barbarian Dragon.
The Barbarian Fist emphasized on brute strength. Just in terms of strength, Yang Wu couldn't compare with the barbarian dragon. If he was facing other barbarian demons, he would have the advantage of fist intent. However, the barbarian dragon in front of him also knew fist intent. Moreover, the barbarian dragon's comprehension of fist intent was even deeper than his.
Yang Wu was at a complete disadvantage in a head-on clash with the barbaric dragon. If this continued, he would definitely be killed by the barbaric dragon.
"Barbaric Dragon Fist Intent, this kid won't be able to take it." Tian Xiang Yao stared at the fierce battle above and sighed softly.
"If you can really take it, then that would be too amazing." The Barbarian Bull Demon said.
"After passing the dragon, it will be big brother's family. I also want to see how terrifying big brother's family's fist strength is!" The tigress said.
Meng Bingxue became nervous again. She stared at the battlefield without blinking. She felt annoyed. She wanted to fight for Yang Wu.
Yang Wu was facing an incomparably severe situation. He had already been beaten to the point that he was delirious.
The barbarian dragon's strength really surpassed the previous six spirit demons by too much. Even if Yang Wu was squeezing out his potential, he still couldn't keep up.
Yang Wu's entire body was beaten into a bloody mess. His bones were twisted. He had already gradually lost the ability to fight. He was only holding on with his unyielding willpower. If this continued, he would die without a doubt.
Pu!
The barbarian dragon's fist once again landed solidly on Yang Wu's face. It hit Yang Wu's face until it was deformed and blood spurted out.
Yang Wu only felt dizzy. His body was on the verge of collapse. He was about to completely lose his willpower.
Under the suppression of absolute strength, he had no way to fight back. This wasn't a battle that could be won with willpower.
At this moment, the faintly discernible voice sounded again, "Give up the exam and leave. You can avoid death."
This voice in Yang Wu's mind stimulated his nerves. His mind echoed, "Give up? Give up … "
If he gave up, he would have to leave. Moreover, he wouldn't be able to obtain the true meaning of the barbarian dragon's fist. If he didn't give up, only death would await him.
"I can't give up!" Yang Wu's Divine Court Dao Flower swayed. His will to never give up supported him. At the same time, he activated the power of the Dao of Death. His eyes became incomparably cold and emotionless. It was as if he had entered a kingdom of death. It affected the aura around him and his own condition.
The barbarian dragon wasn't a living creature. It couldn't be affected by his will of death. His Dao of Death couldn't interfere with it, so he couldn't weaken it. However, because of the Dao of Death, he entered a state of self-sacrifice. He erupted with the terrifying power of the Dao of Death.
This time, he didn't have to worry about anything. He wasn't afraid of going mad because his Divine Court Dao Flower was controlling everything. He could clearly control the power of the Dao of Death.
"Kill!" After Yang Wu roared, he stood up straight again. He turned into a god of death. All the potential in his body was squeezed out again. His meridians, acupoints, organs, and bones erupted with pure power. His fist intent merged with the Dao of Death and blasted out an extremely terrifying fist energy.
Bang!
Yang Wu's fist collided with the barbarian dragon's fist again. This time, Yang Wu wasn't sent flying by the barbarian dragon, nor was he injured. Instead, he forced the barbarian dragon back a few meters.
"What!" The three Sky Demons couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene.
They could sense that Yang Wu was severely injured. He wouldn't have any means to launch another shocking attack. After all, this was a competition of pure power. There wouldn't be any fancy moves to speak of.
In front of the torvosaurus, Yang Wu's body was petite. His small fist and the torvosaurus's fist collided again and again. It was as if two mountains were constantly colliding, emitting waves of astonishing power.
Yang Wu erupted with the Dao of Death and squeezed out all of his potential to the limit. He finally began to gain the upper hand.
After three hundred and sixty-five punches, Yang Wu's arms almost exploded. Even his bones were exposed. Blood splattered all over the ground. His body was even more horribly damaged. He also used up the last bit of his strength to barely explode the barbarian dragon.
Roar!
The barbarian dragon unwillingly roared and turned into a beam of power that disappeared into the space between Yang Wu's eyebrows.
Yang Wu powerlessly laid on the ground. He didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
This was the most difficult step out of all the steps. It almost took his life.
He lay down and slowly waited for his body to recover. However, the Divine Court was especially awake. He was slowly absorbing the Barbarian Dragon Fist.
The Barbarian Dragon Fist also contained a strand of fist intent. This strand of fist intent contained an extremely powerful dragon's might. It was separated by the Divine Court's flower petals and integrated into his other fist intent flower petals. The two fist intents overlapped, causing the fist intent to become even more condensed and powerful. It slowly advanced towards the path of the fist.
Fist intent to the path of the fist was not a process that could be achieved overnight. It required a long period of comprehension to continuously accumulate and deepen. Only by breaking through the boundary could one take another step forward.
Previously, the reason why Yang Wu was able to obtain the Dao of Death was because the Brand of Death and the will of death that the Rose of Death had tempered for many years were stacked on his body. Then, it was refined from the Peach Core Dantian. This was a coincidence. But the fist intent was comprehended by himself. He had to rely on himself to condense it into the path of the fist step by step.
Right now, the fist intent of the Barbarian Dragon Fist was fusing with him and strengthening his fist intent. This was a great harvest.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Wu's crippled body slowly recovered.
This shocking change was still discovered by the three Heavenly Demons. They were completely dumbfounded.
At this moment, they realized how frightening Yang Wu's body was. This was a "self-healing ability" that could not be easily achieved by any technique. Moreover, it was completed in such a short period of time. This was too shocking.
At the same time that Yang Wu's injuries were recovering, his physical strength was also recovering. His spirit did not weaken, but instead, it reached a new level. This meant that his strength was still increasing. His trip to the Heavenly Stairway was truly fruitful.
Yang Wu was not in a hurry to reach the forty-eighth step. Instead, he began to practice the Barbarian Dragon Fist. He had to master it as soon as possible. Only then would he have the confidence to face the trial of the next step.
Yang Wu stood up and meticulously punched one fist after another. There seemed to be a barbarian dragon in his Divine Court that was constantly attacking. The art of body and soul as one was unleashed to the extreme. The fist intent was condensing, increasing, and becoming even more powerful.
"Roar!" Yang Wu seemed to have let out a dragon's roar. It was as if he had transformed into a barbarian dragon. His fist boldly punched out. The torrential fist intent brought along a destructive force as it smashed out, causing the air to emit a tearing sound.
The Barbarian Dragon Fist had reached the Minute Subtlety Realm.
Yang Wu did not stop there. He continued to frantically punch out. One punch, two punches, three punches … After throwing out three thousand punches, the Barbarian Dragon Fist had reached the Proficient Realm.
This kind of astonishing speed of improvement was truly unparalleled.
"Okay, without Barbarian Force, wanting to reach the Grand Completion Realm is not easy. Let's go up another step." After Yang Wu was satisfied, he stopped and stepped towards the forty-eighth step.
When he reached the forty-eighth step, the Barbarian Dragon Fist attack appeared once again.
A fist that was like a heavenly pillar furiously smashed down. This terrifying power not only contained the power of fist intent, it also contained an incomparably terrifying gravity. It was as if several mountains were falling from the sky. There was simply no place to hide, no place to escape.
Yang Wu felt as if the sky was falling down. He raised his head and looked at this fist. Without thinking, both of his fists exploded at the same time. The power of the fist intent that had just been fused was blasted out together. He must withstand this fist.
Bang!
An extremely deafening sound exploded. It was as if the Heavenly Ladder was shaking.
Yang Wu's body lay down on the ground. His body was almost trampled into a bloody paste. It was simply too horrible to look at.
The three Heavenly Demons below could not help but cry out in alarm.
"Big brother, your … your clan's divine ability is really terrifying." The Barbarian Bull Demon clicked his tongue and said.
"The fist intent and the path of brute force have been combined to the extreme. An unparalleled power. If big brother can also achieve this one day, he will be unparalleled in the world!" The tigress revealed a look of reverence and said.
The Celestial Elephant Demon also looked up with incomparable excitement. The blood in its body was trembling. It wanted nothing more than to rush up and seize the inheritance that belonged to it.
Unfortunately, this Heavenly Ladder only allowed the Barbarian Tribe to go up. Even the Barbarian Demons were not qualified to take half a step.
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