Complete Technique

"Dark Demon Evil Thunder? Starting off with an ultimate move right away!"

Feng Xinglie cursed under his breath and immediately activated his second soul skill: Falling Leaf Crazy Foot. He channeled power into his legs and leaped dozens of meters into the air in the blink of an eye. Although this Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was clearly not at its peak, he still dared not take this move head-on. It was a large-scale hybrid attack that fused magic and evil power, possessing wind, thunder, and evil attributes. Just as Feng Xinglie dodged, a tyrannical shockwave obliterated everything within a hundred-meter radius. Nothing remained on the ground but a barren, giant crater—not even a single pebble was left—and Feng Xinglie, still in mid-air, was blown far away by the aftermath.

"Heh, as expected of a mutated soul beast possessed by an Evil God; it really wants my life..."

Having finally managed to dissipate the residual force, Feng Xinglie gripped a branch above him with one hand, cold sweat breaking out as he looked at the scene before him. Before the dust and smoke had even settled, a black tail-stinger shot out from within, heading straight for his chest.

"Not good! First soul skill: Collapsing Ape Giant Arm!"

Evil God Sting—an attack launched by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger using its tail. It could create a small black hole to suck the enemy in, then force them to fight in an alternate dimension while reverted to a juvenile state; a terrifying technique that could only be broken upon one party's death. Using the branch as a pivot, Feng Xinglie swung his body and leaped toward the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, his fist, reinforced by the Collapsing Ape Giant Arm, smashing down hard onto the beast's lumbar vertebrae. Yet, this punch, which would normally be enough to dent steel, was easily blocked by a faint layer of gray energy.

"Evil God Protection... will this ever end?"

Looking at this defensive soul skill, which was on par with Xiao Wu's Invincible Golden Body yet imposed no restrictions on movement, Feng Xinglie felt his teeth itch with frustration. It was all heaven-defying skills, and now they were all being used against him. He immediately opened his fist, pressed his palm against that layer of gray defensive energy, and exerted force:

"Void Path!"

Soul beasts, after all, are not human; relying on their powerful physiques, they often clash head-on with enemies. Facing this palm strike, which was strong enough to shatter bulletproof glass, the beast did not dodge or evade, instead biting back, prepared to trade injury for injury. Unfortunately, it severely underestimated the power of this move. The Evil God Protection was shattered instantly, also interrupting the black hole that was nearly finished charging. The intense pain in its waist caused the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger to howl in agony, and dozens of black-red light blades shot toward Feng Xinglie. Forced into a corner, Feng Xinglie had no choice but to deactivate his soul skill and leap far away. However, because the distance was too close and the number of light blades too great, he still sustained several deep, bone-reaching wounds.

"This won't work, I can't hold out at all. This thing is much stronger than Zhao Wuji!"

He frantically pulled out some sausages and sugar beans, stuffing them into his mouth all at once. Feeling the excruciating pain in his body, Feng Xinglie, who had been forced to jump around the entire time, wore a grave expression. The sensation of that last strike hadn't been good; although the contact time was extremely short, the evil energy lingering on the beast's surface had begun to numb his arm.

"I must finish it quickly; there's no chance of winning if this drags on. Something that can cause it damage... should I use that move?"

After a moment of hesitation, Feng Xinglie made up his mind. He pulled his right fist back to his ribs, then bent his front leg and tensed his back leg, extending his left hand to beckon the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Having always roamed the Star Dou Forest invincible, with strength comparable to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, when had the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger ever received such a provocation? Although that last palm strike had broken its defense, it hadn't actually caused any real damage beyond some pain. Now, it glared at Feng Xinglie, its face full of rage.

With a roar, it dug its four tiger claws deep into the ground, lunged with all its might, and charged straight at Feng Xinglie. The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's sprinting speed was extremely fast, on par with teleportation. But this time, Feng Xinglie was faster.

Fist techniques evolve continuously through the deduction of time, but there are some moves that have reached their end; no matter how much time passes, they will never change. These are known as "Complete Techniques." One such technique excels in speed; its principle is to use the joints of the human body to accelerate the transmitted power, accelerating once for every joint it passes through, and after repeated stacking, it is unleashed from the fist.

But that alone is not enough to be called a "Complete Technique."

Human joints are limited, which means there is a limit to the stacking of speed. So, how does one break this bottleneck? The answer is simple: just add more joints.

Just as one must imagine the scene of a stone shattering before actually breaking it, or like feeling phantom pain when seeing someone else's little toe hit a corner, imagination can add joints, and you can have as many as you want. In this way, under infinite stacking, the speed of this punch would reach a terrifying level, and only then would it qualify as a Complete Technique. This move is called:

Supersonic Fist

"First soul skill: Collapsing Ape Giant Arm!"

"Second soul skill: Falling Leaf Crazy Foot!"

"Third soul skill: Mirror Still Water!"

"Fourth soul skill: Heart Pump Overpressure!"

Unfortunately, Feng Xinglie could not yet fully execute such a high-level technique and had to rely on the assistance of his soul skills to barely use it. The punch, exceeding the speed of sound, struck the air in front of it before it hit the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. After a piercing boom, the fist broke the sound barrier and collided with the charging Dark Demon Evil God Tiger at true supersonic speed.

Because the speed was so fast, the sound of breaking the sound barrier and the sound of striking flesh seemed to merge into one. After the instantaneous clash ended, Feng Xinglie remained standing in his lunging posture, though his right arm was now a mangled mess. Forcing out a Supersonic Fist he hadn't fully mastered while under the load of Heart Pump Overpressure had brought severe side effects to his body. Broken bones had even pierced through his skin, the pressure from breaking the sound barrier had nearly torn the flesh off his entire arm, and the fingers of the fist that collided head-on with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger were all twisted and broken. At this moment, Feng Xinglie could be said to have completely lost his combat ability.

However, after paying such a heavy price, the result was gratifying. The head of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had been smashed entirely into its chest cavity. Death came so swiftly that until its life force dissipated, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger hadn't even realized what had happened. Precisely because of this, a cyan-black bead fell gently to the ground, while a deep black soul ring floated slowly above the corpse.

"Phew... finally... it's over..."

Having lost all his strength, Feng Xinglie slumped to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. Using all his remaining strength to lift his only usable arm, he took out all the remaining auxiliary sugar beans from his Storage Soul Tool and threw them into his mouth, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing for a long while before finally opening them again.

"It's a good thing it's a soul beast. No matter how cunning and treacherous it is, compared to a human, it still lacks depth. It's also thanks to it looking down on me, a mere Soul Ancestor. If it hadn't been willing to face my incomplete Supersonic Fist head-on, I really would have had no other way... but, I suppose this is a blessing in disguise."

Feeling his soul power breaking through the level fifty bottleneck due to the recent battle, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After putting in so much effort, he had finally experienced the treatment of a protagonist. Without further hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged and began to absorb the soul ring.