Chapter 485 A Perfect State of Mind

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"Xuanyuan, how are you?"

Inside the factory, Lin Congjun asked with a frown.

Although his individual strength wasn't strong and he didn't know much about the Dark World, because of Lin Xuanyuan, he still had some understanding of the Martial Arts Paragons at the top of the pyramid in the Dark World.

World-shaking experts were definitely not the only ones that had been announced. As a black robe that could compete with red robes in terms of strength, one could imagine how terrifying he was.

Lin Xuanyuan wasn't any stronger than the red robe, nor was he any stronger than the black robe.

Three moves!

The whole process lasted no more than two seconds.

This could be said to be a true instant kill.

It was a shocking and glorious battle result.

But what price did Lin Xuanyuan pay after the black-robed man was instantly killed?

A minor injury?

Lin Congjun knew that Lin Xuanyuan was very strong, but he was not an emperor after all. It was impossible for him to pay such a small price to achieve this.

"Fortunately, let's go back and talk."

Lin Xuanyuan smiled and shook his foot on the ground. With a loud boom, the Saint Scepter that had been smashed into the floor flew out and was held in Lin Xuanyuan's hand.

Throwing the Scepter to Lin Shuhua, Lin Xuanyuan's expression became paler and paler. The blood at the corner of his mouth almost flowed like threads as it dripped down.

At this moment, Lin Xuanyuan was in stark contrast to the crazy Lin Xuanyuan just now. That indescribable aura instantly fell down, causing Lin Xuanyuan's straight body to no longer look upright.

"Let's go back first!"

Lin Congjun said in a deep voice. He walked out of the factory gate and paused. A sad expression flashed in his eyes. He turned to Lin Shuhua and said, "Shuhua, your Uncle Xu is still in that Mercedes-Benz. Take him back with you."

"Uncle Xu..."

Lin Shuhua's body trembled slightly.

One of Lin Congjun's two most important assistants, Xu Wenhui, was the sole heir to all of Lin Congjun's properties. Lin Shuhua had no reason not to be familiar with him, and the two of them had a very good relationship in private.

"When I got out of the car, the black robe tried to pull me out. Wen Hui desperately tried to stop me, but his head was shattered by the black robe punch."

Lin Congjun said slowly, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.

Lin Congjun thought highly of the assistant who had been loyal to him for many years. In private, this kind of relationship had already surpassed the boundaries between his subordinates and his boss.

That's his brother!

Not long ago, Lin Congjun, who was talking to him about the future of the Lin family in the Northeast, was killed by a black-robed punch. Even if Lin Xuanyuan avenged Xu Wenhui now, Lin Congjun's heart was still a little dejected.

"I'll bring Uncle Xu out."

Lin Shuhua was silent for a moment and quickly walked out.

Lin Xuanyuan and Lin Congjun followed behind. By the time they walked out of the factory gate, chaotic footsteps had already sounded from outside.

Ye Nianlun was very efficient in dealing with this matter. The soldiers and policemen surrounding the factory had already begun to retreat quickly. Lin Xuan Yuan casually glanced at him. Ye Nianlun also disappeared. Only the Emperor and Wang Tian Xiong walked towards him.

"Well done, kid!"

Wang Tianxiong grinned as if he wanted to help Lin Xuanyuan, but Lin Xuanyuan waved his hand and said, "I haven't reached the point where I can't walk."

"The Dragon Fist is indeed fierce."

The Emperor said calmly, "You deserve the evaluation of being the first to attack with your bare hands in the world."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Lin Xuanyuan with a chuckle and said, "If it weren't for the matter of the red robe, would you like to give me a try with your dragon fist before you leave?"

Lin Xuanyuan nodded straightforwardly. His face was pale, but his eyes became blazing again. "How about these three moves?"

"It's too heavy. In terms of momentum, these three moves are indeed at the peak. Using hammers to turn arrows, using arrows to turn cannons, each punch is stronger than the other. However, this is definitely not the true power of these three moves."

The Emperor said calmly, Almost one sentence said the essence of these three moves: "These three moves can be said to be extremely simple, "However, it is extremely general. It contains too many things. It can be said to be vast and profound. The changes are almost endless. It's just like the Xuanyuan bloodline's move of turning everything into ashes. It contains too much. Your strength is still not enough, so it's difficult to fully display it. When you can truly display the full power of these three moves, you can let me go and fight you."

"Arrow, hammer, cannon, if I'm not mistaken, this should be the essence of this set of Dragon Fist. Even the power of the entire set of Dragon Fist is contained in these three moves, right?"

Even though he clearly knew how terrifying the Emperor's strength was, Lin Xuanyuan was still deeply shocked by the Emperor's sharp and unique vision.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head and said, "These are the three primitive mother fists of the Dragon Fist."

"Dragon Fist, how many moves?"

The Emperor's eyes flashed. Although he was invincible under the heavens, he had fought all his life. However, Lin Xuanyuan's three dragon fists were definitely the most ferocious fist technique he had ever seen in his life.

This sudden attack wasn't referring to the destructive power that Lin Xuanyuan had displayed, but rather to the artistic conception that he had displayed in those three moves. It caused people to ponder for a long time, and the more they thought about it, the more shocked they were.

The world's number one bare-handed attack!

In the Emperor's opinion, if this set of Dragon Fist was used to its limit, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to even remove the word "bare-handed".

"Seventy-two moves."

Lin Xuanyuan said indifferently.

"Then how many moves can you use now?"

'"..."

Lin Xuanyuan's pale face finally revealed a trace of embarrassment. His eyes were somewhat angry and he did not say anything.

The status of the Dragon Fist in the Xuanyuan bloodline was no less than the ultimate ultimate technique of turning everything into ashes.

One was recorded in the peak technique, the other in the balance technique. The former represented the strongest attack power of the Xuanyuan Clan, while the latter represented the most terrifying instant destructive power of the Xuanyuan Clan.

To Lin Xuanyuan, the dragon fist recorded in the peak technique was not unfamiliar to him. However, this kind of fierce and rigid fist technique that used the muscles and bones of his body to the limit in an instant was equivalent to committing suicide when he did not obtain the balance technique.

With his condition at that time, His bones were completely condensed, He was afraid that he would be completely paralyzed before he could punch out. Therefore, in order to maintain his peak combat strength, he created a strange move. After the First World War of the United States, Lin Xuanyuan's body's endurance was greatly strengthened and he painstakingly cultivated the balance method for several decades before carefully trying out the most ferocious attack method in the Xuanyuan Clan.

How many achievements could he get from these tens of days of cultivation?

Currently, Lin Xuanyuan could only use seventy-two Dragon Fist Styles.

Moreover, once it was used, the price it would pay would be even greater than the price it would pay to use the mother fist.

The primitive mother fist of any set of fist technique was the foundation of the entire fist technique. It could be said to be the weakest technique, but it was also the most powerful technique.

The strength of the fist technique depended on the strength of the person who used it.

The mother fist contained the essence of the entire set of fist techniques. It was precisely because it contained too much. Without sufficient strength and comprehension, it would be difficult to display its maximum power. The seventy-two dragon fist moves after the three original mother fist moves were all derived from the mother fist. They were the ultimate offensive power of a certain aspect, and at the same time, they required a higher level of physical strength.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that each of the 72 Dragon Fist Styles, if Lin Xuanyuan used it, would be more powerful than the three Mother Fist Styles, but it would also require a greater amount of physical endurance.

This was not because the mother fist was weak.

It could only be said that the mother fist contained too much.

Apart from fighting, the mother fist could also be used to cultivate and comprehend. It was a gradual process, and the seventy-two dragon fist styles, each of which was an extreme one!

What the Emperor meant was that Lin Xuanyuan would start with the mother fist and completely master the seventy-two Dragon Fist Styles. Only by truly unleashing the power of the three mother fist Styles would he be able to let go of his hands and feet in a battle.

Now, Lin Xuanyuan could only use seventy-two or eight of the seventy-two dragon fist styles. The Emperor's previous words were in front of him. Now, Lin Xuanyuan would naturally be a little embarrassed to answer this question.

Fortunately, the Emperor did not ask any further. Seeing that Lin Xuanyuan did not say anything, he smiled casually and quietly changed the topic, "How is the injury?"

"Fortunately, it's neither light nor heavy. It can be suppressed."

Lin Xuanyuan said calmly.

"It's good to be able to suppress it."

The Emperor smiled meaningfully.

World-shaking, or even X-class, lifeforms were absolutely powerful, and their bodies were strong enough. Some internal injuries, even if they could be said to be serious, could barely be suppressed by a sufficiently powerful lifeform. After a proper rest, their combat strength would not be affected.

And the consequences were not deliberately endured at will, Although relying on his vitality to forcefully suppress his injuries did not affect his combat strength, there was still a limit. At that time, if the injuries continued to worsen, the consequences would be even worse. Even if the injuries did not worsen and were forcefully suppressed, over time, countless terrifying hidden injuries would still be left on his body. Once it erupted, it would be fatal.

Previously, Lin Xuanyuan's body had relied on his vitality to suppress the hidden injuries in his body as he grew up, and the peak technique was something that consumed his vitality and potential extremely. As a result, his body was getting worse and worse. He was in his twenties, and he was at the peak of his combat strength, but he was at risk of collapsing at any moment.

It could even be said that before the Battle of the United States, Lin Xuanyuan's body no longer had the ability to rely on his vitality to suppress serious injuries. As long as he was injured, it would affect his combat strength. If he was seriously injured, his body would collapse.

As for other experts like the Emperor and Adolf, ordinary internal injuries wouldn't affect them at all. If they were suppressed, they would still be able to survive.

Now that Lin Xuanyuan's body was able to suppress his internal injuries again, both for himself and the royal family, it was a gratifying result.

"Tonight, you are very good. I can rest assured if I go to the United States again in this state."

The Emperor smiled and turned around, "Let's go back."

The group headed straight for the helicopter not far away.

Only Lin Congjun was puzzled.

No matter what, he did not understand why Lin Xuanyuan, who was injured, would be able to make the Emperor feel more at ease when he went to the United States.

Lin Xuanyuan was well aware.

A hint of a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't restrain himself no matter what.

He even knew better than the Emperor the meaning of tonight's battle!

To instantly kill a World-shaking expert while maintaining their combat strength!

The black-robed man's heart had already declined under the circumstances that he didn't have much time left. Lin Xuanyuan's three-move agreement infuriated him, causing him to lose his balance and stability. Even though he had the strength to shake the world, his balance and stability after losing an arm were no longer perfect. The dragon fist's attack was also powerful, causing Red-robed man to feel fear.

Under many factors, Lin Xuanyuan's instantly killing black robe was well-prepared.

The red-robed man died.

Although the aura around his body suddenly declined at the scene, in reality, his heart of martial arts had reached a peak.

The Heart of Martial Arts sounded profound and profound, but in reality, it was the will of the mind!

If one were to measure the battle indicators of the Dark World, one would have to be determined by their willpower.

His state of mind broke through again, becoming even more perfect.

And the continuous sublimation of his state of mind was the most obvious precursor to a breakthrough in his combat strength!

Although Lin Xuanyuan was seriously injured in this battle, it might not take long for him to become even more powerful!

His breakthrough in strength would naturally give the Emperor more confidence in his upcoming trip to the United States.

"Kid, congratulations."

Wang Tianxiong and Lin Xuanyuan walked to the helicopter side by side and smiled in a comforting tone.

Lin Xuanyuan chuckled and didn't say anything.

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