East Wind

Zhou Leng stepped forward, and from start to finish, he threw punch after punch of the East Wind Fist.

Unlike before, every time he threw a punch, despite the vast distance between them, his fist force arrived before the Calamity God without any loss.

Just like before, every time he threw a punch, a fist momentum inevitably arose, forming a grand painting of fist momentum.

What was different was that the grand painting of fist momentum completely merged into the phantom of Blue Star behind him.

The dense, countless forces of the East Wind Fist gathered within the Blue Star phantom behind him.

The Calamity God did not go all out, instead taking it lightly and catching Zhou Leng's punches one by one.

As he caught them, he offered commentary.

Your punch here is not steady enough.

This punch is too slow, much too slow.

This punch, on the contrary, was fast...

The Calamity God's true form was a Deity above the Void God realm, and his insight was by no means inferior to the giant Deities Zhou Leng had studied under along the Boundless Ancient Road.

Every word he spoke was a pearl of wisdom, and Zhou Leng learned as he fought.

Hmm? This punch is nearly perfect. Your progress is indeed very fast...

After offering his praise, the Calamity God continued, "Even in higher civilizations, you are a rare genius. Submit. This is the only hope of survival for you and Blue Star."

Zhou Leng remained silent, simply executing the East Wind Fist by the book.

Amidst the guidance of a Deity and the heat of battle, his practical combat experience grew at a terrifying speed.

"My patience is limited," the Calamity God frowned.

Zhou Leng still said not a word.

"Very well, then I shall beat you