"Is this—the Demon Subduing Pestle?"
Scanning the profound, intricate, eight-pointed Spirit Runes trailing around the Shattered Star Gauntlet, Lü Siya could hardly believe her eyes.
This was a fist technique so basic it could not be any more basic.
It was also a move she had never imagined Meng Chao would unleash in a life-and-death battle with his entrails on the line.
But the great Dao was simple.
The most basic was often the most effective.
It also meant the most people used it, with the most detailed tutorials and tens of thousands of training and combat videos.
Countless people studied, contemplated, researched, exchanged ideas, improved, and perfected it.
This punch had thus reached the limit of unarmed human attack.
And what Meng Chao wanted to do was surpass that limit!
At this moment, it was as though a hundred explosions had erupted simultaneously in the depths of his brain.
Raging tornadoes of flame swept across every fold of his brain, flinging billions of brain cells into the air.
Under such circumstances, he could not think.
Merely restraining three mutually incompatible Spirit Magnetic Fields without tearing his own body apart had already exhausted all his thought and control.
There was no way he could manipulate his spirit veins, wield Spiritual Energy, and then unleash the exquisitely brilliant Celestial Overlord Shattering Star Strike or any advanced skill.
Only the most instinctive foundational martial arts, fused into his bloodline.
Only the inheritance he had received from Old Principal Sun at Ninth High School before awakening Superhuman Power.
Only by turning his entire arm into a blazing torch, dispelling darkness and illuminating the road for countless people—
"Demon Subduing Pestle!"
"Take this, you monster!"
The soundwave Meng Chao blasted from his mouth shattered and swept aside the mudslide before him, crashing into Lü