Mastery! Angry Eyes: Eight Desolations Shattering Force!

At this moment...

After putting some distance between them...

The elder felt a tingling numbness in his right palm, his mood one of extreme astonishment.

After all, he knew his own situation well.

Although he had suppressed his soul power cultivation to level thirty in advance...

His physical body remained the same.

The physical strength of a Titled Douluo was not something to be trifled with.

Therefore, he had never dreamed that he would be pushed back by Ning Feng in a head-on collision.

He was even more surprised that the power of Ning Feng's strike just now was so formidable.

He carefully sensed the situation...

It seemed that the explosive power of Ning Feng's punch, under the superposition of those three amplification soul skills, had vaguely approached the level of a level forty assault-type soul master.

The elder couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This kid... is a bit of a monster..."

Meanwhile, in the corner of the Main Hall.

Du Busi watched this scene, the excitement in his eyes growing ever more intense.

"Impressive, this kid."

Du Busi couldn't help but mutter to himself, his voice filled with clear approval.

"To think he could actually push back this old stubborn fool; let's see what excuse this old guy has to stop them now."

Du Busi had intended to wave his hand to call a halt, announce the end of the test, and let the three of them go on their mission.

However, the situation in the center of the Main Hall did not develop according to his expectations.

It was clear that after that last strike...

Ning Feng did not retreat, nor did he retract his martial soul. Instead, he maintained the state of Three Heads and Six Arms, his eyes tightly closed, his breathing becoming extremely steady, forming a sharp contrast to the wild, aggressive stance he had just displayed.

Immediately following this, Ning Feng raised his arms again, and several more heavy punches came crashing down.

The elder frowned slightly and spoke to Ning Feng: "Stop fighting. The power of that last move was sufficient; consider yourselves passed."

He was not an unreasonable person; the strike Ning Feng had just delivered was already enough to pass his assessment.

Therefore, he felt there was no need to continue the test.

But at this moment, Ning Feng gave no response.

It was as if he hadn't heard the elder's voice at all; his body maintained a high-frequency offensive rhythm, and the trajectory of every punch became even more bizarre.

Vina noticed something was wrong from the sidelines, her expression becoming tense: "What's wrong with Junior Brother? This state... could it be that he's suffering from qi deviation?"

Du Busi, standing to the side, also furrowed his brows after seeing this, his gaze locked firmly onto Ning Feng.

But after observing for a moment, he was suddenly filled with shock, a glimmer of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

"No, this is not qi deviation."

Du Busi shouted at the elder.

"Old thing, don't stop! Keep feeding him moves!"

The elder heard Du Busi's command, and although he was somewhat puzzled, he knew Du Busi extremely well.

Seeing Du Busi's grave expression, he immediately realized that Ning Feng's current state was unusual.

"This kid... has actually entered the Unity of Heaven and Man?" The elder finally realized, his expression turning solemn.

He knew that Ning Feng had entered a special state of perception.

In this state, a soul master's control over soul power, perception of the surrounding environment, and comprehension of force-application techniques would all increase exponentially.

Therefore, the elder said no more; he began to adjust his rhythm, fully cooperating with Ning Feng's attacks to defend and counter.

He did not display overwhelming suppression, but instead acted like a sparring partner, each move landing precisely on Ning Feng's openings to guide him in correcting his movements.

With the elder's cooperation, Ning Feng's fist intent began to climb rapidly.

The force of his punches grew more fierce, the angles of his attacks became more cunning, and the moves that were originally slightly awkward became fluid and natural through constant repetition and collision.

Mu Xue and Vina stood to the side, watching this scene with eyes full of shock.

"Junior Brother... he's so strong!" Mu Xue murmured.

"This is the Unity of Heaven and Man." Du Busi sighed from behind, his hands clasped behind his back.

"This kind of special state is something most people might not enter even once in their entire lives. I didn't expect him to enter it at such a young age."

"This is a great opportunity for him, and he must grasp it well, because it is very likely that he will only have this one chance in his life."

At this moment, Ning Feng's state changed once again.

As the battle continued, a dull metallic luster emerged on the surface of his skin, and his entire body appeared much tougher.

This caused a flash of surprise in the elder's eyes: "Steel Tendons and Iron Bones? When did this kid master this intermediate combat technique?"

Vina whispered an explanation from the side: "Junior brother learned it half a month ago, he just didn't have the chance to use it until now."

Hearing this, Du Busi's brows relaxed, and his eyes shone with excitement: "This kid, he's got talent!"

Ning Feng had truly given him too many surprises.

But before the elder could recover from his shock, Ning Feng's attack pattern shifted once again.

His six arms, which had appeared normal just a moment ago, suddenly extended outward at the moment of the strike.

That change in length instantly increased the attack range, leaving the elder with nowhere to hide.

Immediately following this, the six eyes on Ning Feng's three heads stared directly at the elder, and the surrounding space seemed to be compressed by some kind of mental force, creating a visible sense of distortion.

The elder was even more shocked, recognizing these moves: "Telescopic Fist? And a Mental Distortion Field? He actually learned these two combat techniques as well?"

Du Busi could no longer sit still; he whipped his head around to look at Vina: "When did he learn these two combat techniques?"

Vina was equally bewildered at this moment, and she shook her head: "I don't know about these two either."

But deep down, Du Busi felt a surge of wild joy.

In four months, he had mastered the Body Sect secret arts, learned three combat techniques, and even possessed the ability to create his own?

The sect had truly struck gold this time!

Moreover, judging by Ning Feng's current performance, Du Busi realized that he wasn't limited to the physical path; he could even pursue the mental path.

For instance, he could use his three heads for mental suppression while his six arms provided physical output; in actual combat, any enemy who encountered him would find him incredibly troublesome.

Meanwhile, Ning Feng remained immersed in the state of Unity of Heaven and Man.

He did not feel overwhelmed by the number of moves; instead, he was gradually integrating the techniques he had just used, bit by bit.

His consciousness clearly captured every move the elder made, and he began to reconstruct the logic of his scattered combat techniques within his mind.

The next moment, the power Ning Feng had been accumulating finally erupted.

"Angry Eyes: Eight Desolations Shattering Force!"

With this low roar, the six eyes on Ning Feng's three heads opened simultaneously, glaring fixedly at the elder.

A powerful mental wave instantly spread out, causing a localized distortion of space in front of him, which caused the elder's movements to falter for a split second.

Following that, the six arms, condensed with terrifying power, struck out toward the elder's chest without the slightest hesitation.

The elder was sent flying once again, his expression completely changed.

"He has integrated all of these things!"