Imprinting

After finishing all this, Cheng Heng returned home without a sound.

He then focused his mind on the Martial Dao Space!

[Name: Cheng Heng]

[Realm: Skill-Transforming Force]

[Lifespan: 19/100]

[Fate: Heaven Rewards Diligence]

[Perseverance will surely bring achievement.]

[Vajra Art, Third Layer: (235/2000)]

[Tiger-Subduing Stance Art, Mastery (2/8000): Ten practices a day, mastery in three years]

[Tiger-Subduing Fist Technique, Mastery (2/8000): Ten practices a day, mastery in three years]

[Mountain-Cleaving Saber Technique (Mastery)]

[Martial Dao Space: Can Imprint]

Can imprint?

Gazing at those three words that had suddenly appeared within the chaotic Martial Dao Space, Cheng Heng pondered with great interest for a moment before casually murmuring:

Imprint!

The scene before him abruptly changed. Dozens of figures appeared before him, all of them top martial masters who had attended today's martial gathering!

Wu Yong of Prosperity Martial Academy, Li Zhandong of Tiger Crane Martial Academy, Xiao Duanhong of Penetrating Arm Martial Academy, Xie Yu of Rushing Thunder Martial Academy, Yue Liang of Startling Wind Martial Academy, and others. Even his master, Wu Zhong, was among them!

Cheng Heng stared at the figures before him in surprise, unable to stop himself from drifting into thought.

Could the Martial Dao Space imprint other people's mind-images as well?

But what use was that?

A spark of inspiration suddenly flashed through Cheng Heng's mind, and he lightly tapped Wu Yong's figure.

At once, only Wu Yong remained two zhang in front of him, broad-built and dark-faced.

"The imprinted mind-image of another person is actually no different from a True Person. Just what sort of heaven-reaching, earth-piercing treasure is this Martial Dao Space?"

Fortunately, he himself was the master of this Martial Dao Space!

[Name: Wu Yong]

[Realm: Skill-Transforming Force]

[Lifespan: 54/108]

[Techniques: Air-Splitting Palm, Mastery; Origin-Guarding Stance Art, Mastery; Vajra Internal Strength Technique, First Layer]

The imprinted Wu Yong had even successfully replicated, one by one, the realms of the techniques he cultivated!

To Cheng Heng, Wu Yong no longer had any secrets...

Since it could simulate his mind-image, did that mean he could exchange blows with Wu Yong inside the Martial Dao Space?

At this thought, Cheng Heng could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and immediately began testing it.

After all, no matter what happened to a projection within the Martial Dao Space, it would not die for real or affect his true body in the outside world!

"Wu Yong, today I'll have a proper spar with you!"

With a strange expression, Cheng Heng spoke to the expressionless Wu Yong before him.

The moment he finished speaking, Cheng Heng suddenly exerted himself, driving his right fist fiercely toward Wu Yong!

This punch carried a howling gale. Since death within the Martial Dao Space would not affect his true body outside, Cheng Heng simply abandoned all defense.

Facing this astonishingly powerful punch, Wu Yong remained numb-faced, neither dodging nor evading.

He sank his waist and lowered his stance. A faint buzzing arose from his internal organs, clearly a sign that he had cultivated a body-tempering technique to an extremely profound realm!

Just as Cheng Heng's fist came within three chi of him, Wu Yong moved!

Unhurried, Wu Yong slightly drew in his chest and abdomen before fiercely striking out with his right palm!

Boom!

The dull impact sounded like two massive cauldrons colliding. Cheng Heng felt a heavy, dense force rebound through his arm, leaving his right arm numb and trembling. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of bloody foam!

Yet Wu Yong was completely unaffected by Cheng Heng's Skill-Transforming Force. Cheng Heng had actually failed to break through his defense.

Wu Yong cultivated a body-tempering art too!

And his technique was a full grade stronger than Cheng Heng's!

Without waiting for Cheng Heng to finish regulating his breath, Wu Yong flashed before him. He then violently raised his right knee and drove it with all his strength toward Cheng Heng's lower abdomen. The knee carried fierce, rigid force, striking straight at the vulnerable dantian vital point!

Cheng Heng pushed the third layer of Vajra Art to its utmost limit, and a faint golden radiance immediately covered the flesh and skin of his entire body!

Clang!

With a tremendous crash, Cheng Heng forcibly took the heavy blow. Then, no longer concealing the Skill-Transforming Force of his body-tempering art, he lunged like a starving tiger. His arms surged with strength once more, and punch after punch crashed into Wu Yong's chest.

The two instantly became tangled together. They no longer resembled ordinary martial artists sparring, but mortal enemies fighting to the death, every punch landing squarely on flesh!

The muffled sounds of fists and palms colliding, of bone and flesh smashing together, rang out without end. In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged forty or fifty hard blows.

Wu Yong's aura remained steady, without the slightest sign of injury. Cheng Heng, on the other hand, showed no outward wounds, yet he was already at the end of his tether. His Skill-Transforming Force had jolted his five viscera and six bowels out of place!

Wu Yong truly deserved to be called a veteran Skill-Transforming Force martial master. His strength was not something Cheng Heng could rival at present!

But with the Martial Dao Space assisting him, if he was not Wu Yong's match now, then he would keep fighting him. As his strength steadily improved, killing Wu Yong would be only a matter of time!

Enduring the agonizing pain throughout his body, Cheng Heng gathered all his strength and rammed into Wu Yong with every ounce of power he possessed.

Bang!

After an earth-shaking crash, every bone in Cheng Heng's body felt as though it had been struck by a massive hammer. He collapsed to the ground like a heap of mud.

Wu Yong, I'll fight you again later!

Then Cheng Heng decisively shook himself and shattered his own heart meridian.

Whoosh!

Cheng Heng abruptly withdrew from the Martial Dao Space and carefully examined himself. He discovered that his physical body in the real world had indeed suffered no abnormalities whatsoever.

However, every memory of his life-and-death battle with Wu Yong within the Martial Dao Space was firmly embedded in Cheng Heng's mind as if it had truly happened.

Cheng Heng pondered for a moment, carefully replaying every move and every stance from his exchange with Wu Yong in his mind.

Wu Yong was indeed a veteran Skill-Transforming Force expert. His experience in life-and-death combat far surpassed Cheng Heng's.

Through this battle, Cheng Heng also discovered many flaws in himself. The gap between him and Wu Yong was not merely one of realm, but even more so a gap in martial skill!

However, there were still three months before he departed for Qingchuan Prefecture. Within the Martial Dao Space, that would amount to a full thirty months.

That was enough for him to erase the gap between himself and Wu Yong!

When he left Gaoyang County, Cheng Heng truly did not want to see Wu Yong, who regarded him as a mortal enemy, still living well.

Moreover, Wu Yong was a man who would retaliate over the slightest grievance. On the road to the prefectural city, there was no telling whether he might make a move!

He might as well devote all his energy over these remaining three months to cultivation and fighting Wu Yong.

Three months from now, he would definitely give Wu Yong a heaven-shaking surprise.

And there was also the Vajra Internal Strength Technique cultivated by Wu Yong. Merely at the first layer, it could completely crush Cheng Heng's Vajra Art, which he had cultivated to the third layer.

Cheng Heng estimated that this Diamond Inner Stance Technique was likely a superior martial art. How could such a dazzling martial art be left in Wu Yong's hands!

Would that not be like a hidden pearl covered in dust?

Such a profound martial art could only display its proper splendor in his own hands!

Cheng Heng fiercely gritted his teeth. Three months—he had to seize every moment. Again!

He immediately immersed his mind back into the Martial Dao Space and continued his life-and-death battle with Wu Yong!