Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques

Chapter 279 272: Collision

Across from the shriveled figure stood a burly man, his body rippling with muscle. A strange smile played on his lips, and clusters of black fire swirled around him.

In the area surrounding the two, enveloped by a black-light magnetic field, the ground was littered with charred, desiccated corpses. Some of them were frozen in struggling poses, their expressions twisted in agony, their bodies contorted into grotesque shapes. They looked like Evil Ghosts who had suffered endless torture in Hell.

It was a shocking scene. The black-light barrier was like a vision of the apocalypse, Wei He a world-ending Demon, and Feimura Masayuki a hero standing against the cataclysm, defending all living things with his broken body. As long as he did not fall, the land behind him would forever remain a sanctuary.

These were figures straight out of an epic painting from the Book of Revelation.

People with such abilities were called epic heroes.

However, the epic heroes of legend were often people who had inherited a "Bloodline" or "Divine Power."

But the one standing before them now was an ordinary person.

And this, truly, was a hero of this era.

"Have reinforcements arrived?"

The black-light barrier around him was dispersed by Liehong Mountain's immense magnetic power. Feimura Masayuki felt the pressure on his body vanish, replaced by an encompassing warmth. Glancing back slightly, he saw a colossal figure shrouded in red light. He knew reinforcements from Donghua Country had arrived, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But as he relaxed, the effects of his horrific injuries instantly flared up.

The two-faced Dharma Aspect surrounding him vanished completely, and the golden light Domain dissipated along with it. His body slumped backward.

Just then, countless hands reached out from behind him, firmly propping up his body and preventing him from falling.

A faint smile touched Feimura Masayuki's lips.

He protected the people, and now the people were protecting him in their own way.

Evil may never vanish.

But good is never alone.

'Another one? And he broke through my barrier so easily with just his magnetic field?'

Seeing the sudden appearance of Liehong Mountain, Wei He's eyes narrowed slightly.

Unlike with Feimura Masayuki, he actually felt a strong sense of threat from this human.

This person's magnetic power was terrifying. It was like... like...

Like a mobile nuclear reactor.

Wei He dredged up that descriptor from the brain of the body he was occupying.

This was a frightening opponent.

And unbelievably, such an opponent was an ordinary human.

It was simply incredible.

"Everyone, please take Feimura Masayuki and leave this place as quickly as possible. The army will be waiting to receive you further back."

Liehong Mountain stared at his opponent as he spoke in a low voice to the ordinary people he was protecting within his magnetic field.

The civilians glanced at Liehong Mountain, then at Wei He, seeming to hesitate.

In the crowd, Lin Heng looked down at Feimura Masayuki, who lay in their arms. His skin was so badly charred that he was no longer recognizable as human. 'We can't delay any longer,' he thought.

"What are you all standing around for?! Go!"

He gritted his teeth, hoisted Zhou Zhiyao from his arms onto his back, then scooped up Feimura Masayuki and sprinted toward the rear.

Seeing this, the others also gritted their teeth and immediately followed.

"Leave? You think it's that easy?"

A cold sneer appeared on Wei He's lips. The Erosion Black Fire swirling around him suddenly converged at his fist, twisting into the shape of a ferocious beast's head. Vaguely, it resembled a dragon's head with its maw wide open.

BANG!!

He took a sudden step forward, his body shooting through the air like a cannonball, leaving an afterimage. Under the pull of the terrifying magnetic field concentrated in his fist, the remaining half of the black-light barrier collapsed, as if most of its power had been drawn into his punch.

The ground cracked, and the fist arrived!

An Orthodox Fist.

ROAR!!

The air howled. The black fire gathered at his fist took the form of a vicious black dragon and lunged, attempting to devour the fleeing crowd.

Black Dragon's Erosion!!

As a Descendant and subordinate of "Rainbow," Wei He's race, whose form included deer-like antlers, had an intrinsic and complex connection to the image of the "dragon."

However, before the fist could land, a figure appeared in its path.

Stepping forward, he struck.

It was another standard Orthodox Fist, meeting the attack head-on.

The red light blazed. Sparks ignited in the air. The domineering power, amplified by the magnetic field, was like exploding gunpowder.

BOOM!!

Their Orthodox Fists collided in mid-air, unleashing a terrifying torrent of power.

The explosive red light and the ferocious black dragon entangled. The immense force of the physical impact traveled from their fists through their bodies, causing their surface muscles to ripple like water.

The air churned, and a dazzling swirl of black and red light filled the space around them.

The magnetic field generated by the collision altered the sky above, signifying that the clash had faintly reached the power of a true Celestial Level.

Pushed by the shockwave from the impact, the fleeing crowd screamed as their escape was actually hastened. They quickly cleared the range of the magnetic field, where Secret Inspection Bureau personnel immediately came to their aid.

From the violent collision, both Liehong Mountain and Wei He were forced back two steps.

"Your opponent is me," Liehong Mountain said, his expression calm.

"Tenghe, withdraw the first defensive perimeter. Take the troops and the civilians back to the second perimeter. Clear this area. The battle isn't over. No one below the Saint Awakening Realm is to set foot here."

Liehong Mountain said coolly. Jiang Tenghe was the name of the director of the Nanjiang Secret Inspection Bureau.

"But..."

Jiang Tenghe opened his mouth to protest. Withdrawing the perimeter meant Liehong Mountain would be facing the enemy alone, without any support. It was an extremely dangerous move, especially since other enemies were still hiding in the shadows.

"You can't help. If I go all out, you'll die," Liehong Mountain said, his voice calm.

"All units, withdraw!"

Hearing this, Jiang Tenghe shuddered and immediately shouted the order to the soldiers and Secret Inspection Bureau personnel around him.

The personnel around the battlefield quickly evacuated. The once-bustling pedestrian street was now eerily empty, with only Liehong Mountain and Wei He remaining.

"Now, it's time we settled this score."

Feeling the troops withdraw, Liehong Mountain's eyes swept over the horrific corpses littering the area. He spoke to Wei He, his voice cold, with a barely suppressed rage simmering beneath it.

"Arrogant fool," Wei He said with a smile. "Do you have any idea what kind of existence you're facing?"

"Of course I do. A First Generation, right?"

"I've beaten one before."

Liehong Mountain said coolly, then jabbed a finger at his own chest, over his heart.

CLINK!

Five long, silver nails were expelled from his muscles and clattered to the ground.

VWOOM!!

The moment he did this, it was as if he had released some kind of Seal. The Flame Armor Sparrow Feather on his body erupted in blazing flames—a result of the surrounding water vapor being incinerated by the intense heat. His magnetic field swelled violently, and his skin turned a translucent red, giving him a bizarre appearance that was somehow similar to Zhou Yuanjue's when he released his own limits during the early stage of Rainbow Transformation.

In an instant, he seemed to have truly become a god of flame.

Furnace... Heart Core... Release!!