C343 The Reincarnated Emperor!(2)

Woo Zhengyang couldn't dodge this time.

Focusing intently, he threw a punch into the air, leaving the spectators bewildered.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Moh Lunhui swung his sword in the air because he had concentrated his sword force. Was Woo Zhengyang claiming to have mastered a similar force with his fists?

"Boom..."

Moh Lunhui's protective aura shattered again, and everyone expected Woo Zhengyang to be blasted away and injured.

However, the anticipated scene didn't unfold. Woo Zhengyang's body wavered slightly, but he wasn't thrown back, nor did he show any signs of injury.

"What just happened?"

"Did he really grasp the Martial Dao Concept and form a fist force?"

"That's impossible! Do you think understanding the Martial Dao Concept is that easy?"

"Then how do you explain this? His punch didn't unleash any visible force, yet it blocked Moh Lunhui's sword force?"

"Uh..."

The crowd buzzed with shock, but the most surprised was Moh Lunhui himself.

While others couldn't be sure, Moh Lunhui knew clearly that Woo Zhengyang's punch indeed contained a fist force, albeit a weak one.

"How is this possible? I was able to grasp the Martial Dao Concept so quickly because of my 'Reincarnation Technique.' Even if you've reincarnated like me, you couldn't have cultivated the same technique. Who exactly are you?" Moh Lunhui communicated again, puzzled.

"Reincarnation for cultivation?" Moh Lunhui's voice echoed in Woo Zhengyang's mind, leaving him momentarily stunned.

"Could it be that Moh Lunhui is truly some kind of reincarnated emperor?"

However, now wasn't the time to dwell on such thoughts. Woo Zhengyang said nothing and threw another punch...

Understanding the Martial Dao Concept and honing one's martial will isn't something that can be achieved just by sensing someone else's martial will. Otherwise, many experts wouldn't struggle to grasp it.

Both understanding and honing require one to be in a profound state, merging with the world around them. Only then can one's energy perfectly ignite the vital energy of the universe and continuously channel it.

Woo Zhengyang's quick integration with the world was naturally due to the golden vortex. Even so, the force of his punch was weak and couldn't extend far from his fist. Otherwise, the explosive vital energy would be interrupted.

The reason Woo Zhengyang's punch was effective was that Moh Lunhui had also honed his martial will, and the vital energy he summoned was right there, allowing Woo Zhengyang to leverage it and disperse Moh Lunhui's sword force.

Moh Lunhui was still waiting for Woo Zhengyang's response but noticed that he said nothing and immediately launched a second punch.

Facing Woo Zhengyang's second punch, Moh Lunhui stood his ground, unmoved, and shouted, "Since when did the ranks of the elite include someone who hides in the shadows like you?"

Woo Zhengyang's punch extended a few more inches forward, but it was still far from reaching Moh Lunhui. Because of this, Moh Lunhui didn't bother to dodge.

Undeterred, Woo Zhengyang continued to throw punch after punch. Opportunities like this were rare, and with the golden vortex still accelerating, Woo Zhengyang was determined to engrain this feeling of unity with the world into his very being. It was similar to how Moh Lunhui had been honing his ruthless swordsmanship through relentless battles.

Woo Zhengyang was refining his martial spirit. Although he didn't have the shortcut methods that Moh Lunhui possessed, the assistance of the golden vortex made the process manageable. Woo Zhengyang's martial heart was one of fierce determination, and naturally, his martial spirit was one of relentless ferocity.

To onlookers, Woo Zhengyang seemed like a madman, punching at thin air. Only Moh Lunhui could truly sense the subtle changes in Woo Zhengyang's punches. His martial spirit was refining at an astonishing pace.

"I can't let this guy continue any longer!" Moh Lunhui couldn't fathom the idea of Woo Zhengyang refining his martial spirit to a significant level. If that happened, he would truly be in trouble!

As Moh Lunhui swung his sword with precision, invisible forces surged toward Woo Zhengyang. Earlier, Moh Lunhui had been supremely confident, striking at Woo Zhengyang with casual ease. But now, he was fully committed, his sword stirring the very air around them. Woo Zhengyang, just beginning to grasp the essence of martial arts, was no match for him. He managed to block a few blows with his fists before being sent flying again, blood spraying from his mouth.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

The sound of explosions echoed behind Woo Zhengyang. The clash of sword forces not only battered against his protective energy but also struck the golden arena's shield. The impacted area shattered into golden fragments, drifting down like snowflakes across the arena.

"Pop..."

A strange sound followed as the shield surrounding the golden arena shattered in response...