Gu Yuan did not deliberately search for Wu Yifeng's direction, but instead followed his intuition.
He had a feeling that he would soon find traces of Wu Yifeng.
Two days later...
Wu Yifeng stared grimly at the casually standing young man before him. The satisfaction he had gained from his training in Kunshan felt challenged by the astonishing aura emanating from this young man who seemingly knew no martial arts, like a ferocious tiger radiating its wild energy.
Is this Gang Jin? Wu Yifeng cursed the intelligence team internally. This clearly was someone who had embarked on the path to seeing the divine, already at the peak of the world.
Gu Yuan looked at the middle-aged man before him. His robust physique was no less impressive than Wang Hu's, the first martial artist he had encountered. Most such martial artists had practiced external hardening techniques, making their bodies stronger than those of martial artists in the same realm.
However, to him, it was still a bit lacking.
He spoke softly, "Wu Yifeng?!"
Wu Yifeng replied with gravitas, "I believe we have no enmity, nor have we wronged each other. Why do you press me so?"
"Heh, no enmity, yet you know better than I. Sometimes, killing requires no reason."
As the word "reason" fell, Gu Yuan took a step forward. The frozen earth beneath his feet instantly shattered. His body, like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey, lunged towards the somewhat nervous and stern Wu Yifeng.
Wu Yifeng let out a low roar, "You go too far!"
At this moment, he had forgotten the harsh words he had uttered upon learning Gu Yuan had come to kill him.
His muscles suddenly swelled, straining his clothes. With a stomp of his foot, he shot towards Gu Yuan. Those who had cultivated to this realm were not lacking in courage to throw a punch. Furthermore, Wu Yifeng was a powerful figure in a world-class organization; ruthless was an insufficient descriptor for him.
Wu Yifeng's powerful frame accelerated, breaking through the air with dull thuds. His body moved with unimaginable speed towards Gu Yuan.
In an instant, Gu Yuan was before Wu Yifeng, employing the Dragon Elephant Immovable Fist cultivated within him.
The dragon in this technique represented the spine, the great dragon of the human body. All the body's power was integrated through the spine and unleashed from the fist.
It pushed the power of the spine to its limits, twisting all the body's strength into one, capable of erupting with incredibly potent punching force.
Gu Yuan pulled his arm back fiercely. Muscles bulged, veins protruded like an arrow shot straight forth!
At this moment, due to the integration of the spine's great dragon, Gu Yuan's entire musculature contorted, as if twisted into a single rope, instantly unleashing immense power.
Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound of air cutting through the atmosphere echoed. A white stream of qi, about a foot long, seemed to appear on Gu Yuan's fist. This was the manifestation of his application of Gang Jian Qi Fist Flow on his body, resulting in unimaginable penetrative power.
With intense exertion, Gu Yuan's right arm muscles turned purplish-black, carrying unparalleled momentum, tearing through the air as it stabbed towards Wu Yifeng.
Wu Yifeng's eyes widened in shock as he watched Gu Yuan's incoming punch. His eyes bulged, filling with bloodshot capillaries. His already swollen muscles expanded further, his entire arm turning bluish-purple. These were phenomena that only occurred when the human body's muscles were pushed to their absolute limit.
The bodies of martial arts experts underwent thousands of refinements, causing their musculature to transform. This transformation did not typically appear, allowing them to maintain a certain physique to conserve energy. During combat, driven by their qi and blood, they could instantly erupt, causing their physiques to change dramatically.
Undoubtedly, both Gu Yuan and Wu Yifeng were martial artists who had achieved this form.
Turning his fist into a palm, Wu Yifeng slammed it towards Gu Yuan's incoming punch.
Bang!!!
The collision of flesh produced a thunderous sound. Gu Yuan's fist was caught by Wu Yifeng's palm. However, the sharp aura erupting from the surface of the fist continuously eroded Wu Yifeng's palm's qi, and finally pierced through Wu Yifeng's flesh palm!
A muffled groan sounded. Wu Yifeng looked at his pierced palm, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Having immersed himself in Gang Jin for seven to eight years, Wu Yifeng's painstakingly honed Gang Qi was actually inferior to a mere fledgling!
His Gang Jin was almost instantly penetrated by Gu Yuan's qi.
During the initial clash, he had felt Gu Yuan's strength to be equal to his own, experiencing a moment of relief, thinking he might still escape.
But the next moment shattered his illusion.
Gu Yuan smiled as his qi proved effective. He took a deep breath, his arm muscles expanding, turning a deep purple.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh! In the next instant, countless fist shadows, exceeding the limits of normal human retinas to capture, enveloped Wu Yifeng before him and every corner around him.
The immense power and speed tore and abraded the already turbulent airflow, creating sharp sounds akin to a sword rapidly slicing through the air.
Gang Jian Hundred Fists Strike!
Argh!
Wu Yifeng roared. He knew that if he couldn't withstand it, he would die!
His arms instantly engorged with blood, swelling by a circumference, turning black-purple as he crossed them to protect his head and chest.
In almost an instant, Gu Yuan's fist struck Wu Yifeng's crossed arms.
Countless penetrating qi blasts, like a torrential storm, swept over Wu Yifeng's body.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sound of fists slicing through the air echoed, continuously striking Wu Yifeng's defensive arms.
His swollen arms were instantly pierced by the penetrating qi covering Gu Yuan's fists, revealing bloody holes that went deep to the bone.
The immensely powerful eruption directly shattered Wu Yifeng's defensive arms, instantly rendering him defenseless. Gu Yuan's full strength erupted again, creating bloody holes all over Wu Yifeng's body. One punch directly slammed into Wu Yifeng's throat.
His neck snapped directly. Seeing this, Gu Yuan's punching motion abruptly halted. His gaze was indifferent as he watched Wu Yifeng emit a "hehe" sound from his mouth before collapsing to the ground.
His robust body shook the ground around him. Gu Yuan looked at the deceased Wu Yifeng.
He took out a specially made mobile phone and took pictures of Wu Yifeng's dead state from all angles, without any blind spots.
After completing this, he put away the phone, patted his hands, and left the area.
He was preparing to embark on his journey of exploration. This time, he intended to break through to the state of seeing the divine and remaining unharmed!
Along the way, Gu Yuan traversed rugged mountain paths and encountered terrifying avalanches. His shoes were long worn out, and he walked barefoot in the snow. His pores were tightly closed, preventing any heat from escaping.
The aura emanating from his entire being gradually became peaceful and pure, akin to the vast, pure snow atop a thousand-meter peak.
His body resolutely moved towards the highest peak, which was the highest peak of the Kunshan mountain range: Kunshan!
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