Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 199 - 75: Titan (Part 3)

"This is the skill I've learned from outside over the years. Even the Martial Arts Grandmaster you speak of can't withstand a few punches from me."

"Hmph!"

Guo Ziran snorted lightly:

"It's nothing but stimulants."

"Stimulants?" Cao Wu laughed loudly:

"Old man, you really underestimate the technology out there. A frog at the bottom of the well can't even see the vast sky."

"Bang!"

His movements were too fast and powerful. Guo Ziran, after all, was old and lacked strength. A mistake had his shoulder brushed, and he flew out.

"Back then!"

Cao Wu twisted his neck and walked forward, speaking word by word:

"You ignored the bond of master and apprentice, chased me for three days and nights, and even when I knelt and cried for mercy, you didn't intend to spare me."

"Good master..."

"Your great kindness and virtue, I have remembered all in my heart, not daring to forget it over the years."

"Today, I'm here to repay you!"

"Bang!"

The fierce wind from his fist shattered the window, wall, wooden door, and the wooden floorboards erupted one after another, with the soil below splattering everywhere.

He was like a crazed, rampant fierce beast.

The solid house,

seemed weak and fragile before him.

"Pfft!"

Guo Ziran spat blood, staggered back, eyes glaring angrily at the opponent:

"I only regret not killing you back then!"

"You still have the chance today." Cao Wu paused, slowly walked forward, staring intensely at Guo Ziran with blood-red eyes:

"Bring out your Xingyi Fist and kill me!"

"Or..."

"Be killed by me!"

Guo Ziran squinted his eyes, staring at the opponent, the air dead silent.

At a certain moment.

"Snap!"

Like a whip snapping through the air, the void exploded with a crisp sound, and Guo Ziran's figure suddenly disappeared from its original spot.

Cao Wu's face tightened, and a foreboding arose in his heart.

From the side!

His body stiffened, and he swung his palm to counter.

"Bang!"

A thin fist collided with his palm, with power as fierce as needles piercing flesh, directly stabbing the inner bones.

"Hmm!"

Cao Wu groaned, his body retreated violently, raising his hand to view his palm, seeing a bloodstain suddenly appear.

"Bone Force?"

He looked solemnly at the elderly figure in the arena with a bent body, his eyes unconsciously revealing a complex color:

"You've reached the realm of Power into the Marrow!"

"The depth of Martial Dao is endless." Guo Ziran said, his voice steady with a hint of resolve:

"Let me see what you have learned from outside!"

"Swish!"

Yu Step.

Feet on the Celestial Spirit, walking Seven Stars, the oldest footwork now exhibited with renewed vitality by Guo Ziran.

Snake Grass!

Dragon Swimming Body!

Fierce Tiger Descending Mountain Form!

With decades of training, Xingyi Twelve Forms had been practiced deep into Guo Ziran's bones, becoming instinct, each move seamless and natural.

With the explosion of Bone Force, it burst forth with strength surpassing his youthful years.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Cao Wu was not frightened but rather delighted, laughing wildly, his sturdy body charging forward, shouting:

"That's it, like this is exhilarating!"

"Bang!"

"Clang..."

The two collided and entangled, and the fish tank and water bowls in the courtyard suffered, either shattered or trampled into shards.

Five Elements Fist!

Five Elements Fist!

Their two figures rushed forward simultaneously, as if time froze, fists meeting, one abyssal like the sea, the other wildly fierce.

"Crunch!"

The sound of bones cracking echoed.

Guo Ziran's face turned pale, his body flew back and landed heavily.

"Swish!"

Upon landing, he sprang back up with a roll, his right hand hanging softly, clearly incapacitated, but his left remained intact.

A flick of his arm, he grabbed a nearby stick, kicked the tail with one leg, grasping the stick with his left hand, merging man and stick to stab forward.

Dragon and Snake Spear!

This thrust burned the last flame of life within Guo Ziran.

"Sizzle..."

The stick trembled lightly, air seemed to be forcibly pierced through, the extreme speed led Guo Ziran's gaze to blur, his consciousness entering a mystical state.

It seemed...

Everything between heaven and earth became somewhat different.

A breakthrough?

No!

He merely saw the embryonic form of the Divine Fist, touched the true Martial Dao Will, but even so, dying without regret.

"Bang!"

A hard object interrupted his thoughts.

Cao Wu opened his large hand, palm flesh tearing, blood flowing, yet that mystical spear ultimately failed under absolute power suppression.

"Heh..."

With a slap, he sent the long stick flying, Cao Wu stepped forward, a punch on Guo Ziran's chest.

Xingyi Beng Fist!

"Crunch!"

The sound of bones cracking echoed.

Guo Ziran's body crashed heavily against the wall, collapsing weakly to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, his eyes gradually losing focus.

"Master."

Cao Wu bowed his head, walked forward slowly, his voice lingering:

"You really surprised me, at this age..."

"Respect!"

He sighed and said:

"If people found out, the 'Titan' was wounded by an old man, I don't know how many mercenaries would laugh at me."

Titan?

Guo Ziran trembled, raising his head weakly.

"It seems you've heard my name." Cao Wu grinned:

"That's correct."

"Your third disciple, the traitor who escaped from the military, now a legend in the mercenary world, ranked fourth in the organization as 'Titan'."

"So..."

"I've made it, you can rest in peace."

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"Buzz..."

A black van drove out of the village, passing by Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng turned the steering wheel, glancing over.

This van didn't look cheap, no idea which family's child in the village made it, seemed like returning home in glory.

Smiling, he drove towards Guo Ziran's small courtyard.

Before reaching the place, a messy noise came from ahead.

"Hmm?"

Eyebrows slightly raised, Fang Zheng parked and pulled someone over:

"What's going on?"

"Elder Guo is in trouble." The person replied subconsciously, turning his head to look, he couldn't help being startled.

"Aren't you..."

"Swish!"

As he spoke, suddenly a blur passed, the figure disappeared, just as a cold wind blew past, turning his complexion pale.

Where's the person?

Could it be seeing a ghost?

"Master!"

Fang Zheng squeezed through the crowd, leaping into the ruined courtyard, raised his hand to flick away some boards, looking at Guo Ziran collapsed on the ground.

Guo Ziran's chest was sunken, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, eyes hollow and lifeless.

Hearing the sound.

His dead eyes condensed a trace of vitality, he looked at Fang Zheng with a sad smile, his voice weakly discernible:

"You... were right, the Divine Fist... Martial Dao Will..."

"Master!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Fang Zheng's fingers clenched tightly, steel teeth gritting, he bent closer to Guo Ziran, wanting to help but dared not move.

With Guo Ziran's current state, a slight move might...

"What happened?"

Fang Zheng's body trembled:

"Who did this?"

"Don't." Guo Ziran shook his head with difficulty:

"Don't..."

"Who did this!" Fang Zheng suddenly stood up, looking back, shouting:

"Who did this!"

His gaze swept over, everyone outside the courtyard looked pale, as if their minds were terrorized by a fierce beast.

Martial Dao Will!

When Essence Qi is concentrated to a certain extent and understood the Divine Fist, one look, one gaze, can crush a person's spirit, Fang Zheng had already stepped into this realm.

"A black van."

Someone subconsciously said:

"The car's gone, didn't see the person."

"Swish!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Zheng's figure disappeared from view.