Dragon Fights in the Wild, Its Blood is Black and Yellow!

"Do you know me?" Wang Chao frowned at He Heng, studying him carefully, yet he could not recall ever having met him.

"Wang Chao, entrusted by Yan Yuanyi, I have come to take you into custody. Will you come with me willingly, or must I make you?" He Heng also sized Wang Chao up. Due to his disguise, Wang Chao's face looked rather gaunt and his build somewhat slight, but his bright eyes revealed composure and confidence, carrying the bearing of Looking Down on the World.

"Hmph, so it's that woman Yan Yuanyi again. But taking me down? What a ridiculous joke. Let's see what you can do!" Wang Chao burst into laughter, revealing world-shattering sharpness. He could tell that He Heng was an expert, but was Wang Chao an ordinary man? Even if Yang Luchan, Sun Lutang, and Dong Haichuan were reborn, he had confidence in fighting them. Much less some nobody.

"Since that is the case, let's fight!" He Heng smiled sternly. His right hand formed a seal, whipping up Gang Wind as it crashed toward Wang Chao's chest.

Wang Chao's face turned icy. The muscles all over his body swelled, his Tendons and Bones thundered, and his frame suddenly expanded to over two meters tall, like a small giant.

His hands formed seals as his fist force surged forth, descending like a mountain. Rolling Sonic Booms rang out—this was his self-created ultimate art, the Heaven Overturning Seal!

Boom! With a terrifying collision, He Heng and Wang Chao met fist against fist, producing more than ten Sonic Booms that sounded like explosions, deep and muffled.

This man has incredible strength. Wang Chao was forced back a step by an enormous force, deeply astonished. Since his Fist Technique had reached completion and he had attained an indestructible body, this was the first time someone had forcibly driven him back in a direct clash. Even Ba Liming, the King of Martial Arts, was inferior to him in a frontal collision, let alone the likes of Zhao Guangrong.

Yet this did not make him retreat. Instead, it further ignited Wang Chao's fighting spirit—the excitement of encountering an opponent after becoming invincible.

"Good! With over a billion people in this country, I knew there would be no shortage of experts. I just met Old Ba a few days ago, and I never expected to meet someone even stronger today. Again!"

Wang Chao roared, his voice like thunder that shook heaven and earth, world-shattering and terrifying. His Tendons and Bones and Blood Qi surged and swelled like an engine, erupting to their absolute limit.

"You're not bad either. Take a blow from my Great Dao Heartless Fist!" He Heng also laughed. Like Wang Chao, he too longed for an opponent with whom he could fight to his heart's content.

In an instant, He Heng's gaze turned cold and merciless, like the lofty Heavenly Dao looking down upon the vast mortal world, immovable and eternal. He threw his Fist Technique with boundless will, driving Mountains, Rivers, Sun, and Moon as heaven and earth trembled.

Great Dao Heartless, Sun and Moon Rotate!

This punch was simple, thrown with a light sweep, yet it seemed like an exiled immortal descending into the mortal realm—immaculate and incorporeal, overlooking heaven and earth. It carried an unmatched momentum. No matter how powerful human strength was, beneath the workings of heaven and earth, it was still but an ant.

The martial path of the Great Heaven World had three great realms: Mastering Techniques and Arts, Understanding Laws and Principles, Exhausting the Heavenly Dao! Among them, techniques had nine grades, with the upper three being Minute Subtlety, Artistic Conception, and Fist Force!

He Heng's Fist Force was an Artistic Conception that transcended the mundane, severed worldly ties, and achieved Feather Transformation Ascension—something vast and radiant like the Heavenly Dao, overlooking the boundless mortal world and countless reincarnations.

Such a Fist Technique was no longer bound by fighting skills. It was incredibly simple, merely an ordinary punch, yet there was no way to evade it. Like the lofty Heavenly Dao itself: if heaven wanted you dead, what could you do?

Naturally, Wang Chao refused to accept defeat. Thus, he chose to defy heaven, wielding overwhelming Fist Force, moving Mountains, Rivers, Sun, and Moon, his feet planted upon heaven and earth as though Sun, Moon, and the cosmos were being replaced with a new sky!

Only through great sacrifice can lofty ambitions arise; dare to make the Sun and Moon change the sky!

Wang Chao stepped through Gang Bu Dou, each step seeming to bloom with lotus flowers. He wielded a heavy fist that moved Mountains, Rivers, Sun, and Moon, smashing it toward the heavens!

Truly, Dragon Fights in the Wild, Its Blood is Black and Yellow!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Muffled explosions rang out as several cracks split the ground beneath He Heng and Wang Chao's feet, and their bodies became covered in flying dust.

Wang Chao's expression grew grave as he suddenly swept a leg toward He Heng's abdomen, while his right hand clenched into a fist and struck out. He Heng's face turned stern. The Tendons and Bones throughout his body contracted, gathering force. His right arm dropped low to one side and slapped against Wang Chao's leg. Wang Chao had no choice but to bend his leg, leap forward to gather momentum, and unleash his iron fists as Sonic Booms rang out.

He Heng stepped through Gang Bu Dou, treading the position of the Seven Stars and evading Wang Chao's two punches. With an explosive roar, his Five Viscera and Six Bowels trembled at once, erupting with full power as he met Wang Chao's fist head-on.

This time, Wang Chao had long been gathering momentum while He Heng had struck in haste. Although He Heng himself possessed tremendous strength, the two still fought to a standstill.

Amid thunderous roars, the two exchanged more than ten punches. Their muscles swelled, Blood Qi surged, and they leaped through the air. The surrounding trees were shaken by waves of force, splitting with cracks.

Wang Chao's Fist Force was fierce and forceful, heavy as the imperial heavens and thick as the earth below. Carrying the momentum of Mountains, Rivers, Sun, and Moon, it unleashed endless power. He Heng was equally formidable. His fists returned to simplicity; each punch was like the Sun and Moon Rotate, Endless Reincarnation, one wave after another, ceaseless and surging.

Every move in their duel was terrifying, shaking heaven and earth and representing the pinnacle of mortal physical ability.

Another surge of breath erupted as rolling fist shadows swept across the air like countless bolts of thunder, possessing a Covering the Sky and Earth momentum, vast and majestic.

The air within several dozen meters shook under the explosive sounds of their battle and the rolling Gang Wind, a terrifying sight.

"Om! Ma! Ni! Ba! Mi! Hum!"

Using a Spider Steps on Water movement, Wang Chao spun to He Heng's side. He extended a probing fist and covered hand, then spat out the Six-Syllable Mantra. His body moved like a soaring dragon, his breath surging as he attacked.

The Buddhist Six-Syllable Mantra was like Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound, using sound to stir the Blood Qi deep into the marrow and the Five Viscera and Six Bowels, granting enormous explosive force in an instant.

Facing Wang Chao's fierce charge, He Heng's expression became solemn. His hands formed Nine Complex Hand Seals, and suddenly his Blood Qi churned, his Fist Force turned violent, and he struck out as well. Violent sound waves burst from his mouth, shaking his body, stirring his flesh and blood, and filling him with explosive strength.

"Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing!"

Buddhism had the Six-Syllable Mantra, and Daoism likewise had the Nine-Syllable Mantra. Their effects were similar, but Daoism's was more balanced and harmonious, with fewer side effects from stirring the Blood Qi. Thus, all nine syllables had to be spoken to increase its power.

Using the Nine-Syllable Mantra to stir his Blood Qi, He Heng unleashed the full extent of his strength. Wielding the Great Dao Formless Fist, he smashed down with the mighty force of Heaven and Earth Opening, as though heaven and earth themselves had given birth to it.

He Heng's and Wang Chao's Fist Forces intertwined violently. Sonic Booms rang out one after another, and the air seemed to split apart, terrifying beyond measure.

Their fists collided continuously, their fingers stabbing out in succession. Every finger strike gathered the strength of their entire bodies; wherever it landed, it would leave a hole, making each exchange immensely dangerous. Wang Chao bent his knee and suddenly kicked toward He Heng. He Heng swept out with his right leg to block it, while both hands formed claws and grabbed for Wang Chao's chest.

Wang Chao used a grappling technique to seize He Heng's wrist, directly striking an acupoint and obstructing He Heng's force. Left with no choice, He Heng changed his fist and whipped it toward Wang Chao's neck. Wang Chao raised his Left Hand and blocked the strike. At the same time, his right hand clenched tight like a great spear and viciously jabbed toward He Heng's abdomen.

Their battle was immensely fierce. Every move was lethal, and its dangers were beyond the understanding of outsiders.

This intense struggle continued for roughly ten minutes. Though that was ordinarily a short time, it was a severe test of both men's stamina and willpower. Every movement they made involved the strength of their entire bodies, yet in those brief ten minutes they completed thousands of such motions. It was like a Weightlifting athlete who could lift several hundred kilograms—he could certainly manage once or twice, but ask him to do it a thousand times in succession.

The contest between He Heng and Wang Chao was precisely like that. Every motion pushed their bodies to the limit, and the expenditure was unimaginable.

As the exertion continued, sweat covered both men's foreheads and their bodies began to tremble. The battle became even more dangerous; a moment's delay in a single movement could mean Life and Death. At this point, they were competing in stamina and willpower. Like Wang Chao's decisive battle with god in the original Dragon Snake story, their strength had been evenly matched, but Wang Chao had been far younger than god. This was normally unnoticeable, but in such an intense battle, god's stamina ultimately could not match Wang Chao's at his physical peak, and he finally died from exhaustion.

At this moment, the confrontation between He Heng and Wang Chao had likewise become a collision of physical endurance and spirit. In this regard, He Heng believed he should hold some advantage.

At the very least, He Heng was stronger than Wang Chao. For Wang Chao to make up that gap, he had to overdraw even more stamina and unleash greater strength, which consumed an enormous amount of energy. Moreover, He Heng cultivated the special technique of the He Family of Great Heaven World. It did not greatly enhance combat power, but it made one's breath unceasing and their endurance astonishing. If the fight continued, He Heng had absolute confidence that he could exhaust Wang Chao to death.

Unfortunately, He Heng did not yet want to kill Wang Chao this way, and someone had arrived to break the deadlock.

Suddenly, several auras rushed in from afar, rapidly approaching. Wang Chao's expression changed drastically because one of them belonged to Yan Yuanyi. Unlike the original Dragon Snake story, because of He Heng, Wang Chao and Yan Yuanyi had already exchanged blows several times, so he was naturally very familiar with her aura.

He Heng had tracked Wang Chao alone for so long that Yan Yuanyi had finally discovered it, roughly determined the direction, and brought people here.

"Let today's battle end here. I hope we will have the chance to fight again another day." Wang Chao did not hesitate. He Heng alone had already pushed him close to exhaustion. If Yan Yuanyi and several Core Strength masters joined in, he would likely truly die here today.

Thus, he decisively fled.

He Heng watched Wang Chao's fleeing back with an icy gaze and did not pursue. Soon, Yan Yuanyi and the others arrived, but they were already Too Late.

"Damn it, we were still one step too late." Yan Yuanyi looked at Wang Chao's retreating figure in fury, then turned to He Heng.