"Huh, it's actually this tough..." Shen Luo murmured, sounding somewhat surprised.
That powerful blow from the Dragon Horn Awl had only pierced halfway through its skull, failing to punch straight through its head.
Seeing that the giant crocodile could still fight back, Shen Luo activated what little he knew of the Huangting Scripture. He spun in midair, used the momentum to dive downward, and slammed a fist onto the Dragon Horn Awl.
A layer of golden light so faint it was almost invisible suddenly shone around him. Enveloping his entire body, it formed a hazy golden fist that hammered down heavily on the Dragon Horn Awl.
Boom!
A heaven-shaking roar rang out. The golden fist drove downward with tremendous force, instantly pounding the Dragon Horn Awl into the ground and smashing the giant crocodile's head into a bloody pulp along with it.
Watching this through the Heaven-Hanging Mirror, Qinglian Fairy and the other two all showed traces of surprise in their eyes.
"Did you notice? The way he channeled his strength into that punch seemed to bear traces of Heavenly Dipper Qi," Huang Tong said first.
"More than just traces of Heavenly Dipper Qi. That fist technique seemed at least forty or fifty percent similar to that of one of the Heavenly Palace's Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Soldiers. But the strangest thing is that the way he circulated his magic power also seemed connected to Fangcun Mountain's Huangting Scripture," said the widely knowledgeable Immortal Guanyue.
Everything they said was true. Shen Luo had indeed learned that punch from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Soldiers in his dream. However, while he could reproduce it with ninety percent similarity in the dream, in reality he could imitate no more than forty or fifty percent of it.
"Isn't he from the Great Tang Government Office?