Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 435 - 93: Reflection of Fist Momentum, Master of Boxing! (Requesting Monthly Votes!!)

Across the vast and boundless ice,

A blizzard swept through heaven and earth.

At this moment,

A six-armed, four-legged monster roughly ten feet tall marched at breakneck speed across the thick ice layer, targeting a lone island standing solitary amid the snow.

With speed that could cross a mile in but a breath, its colossal form stirred up a terrifying wind that spun heavy layers of snow around it.

Three hundred meters.

Jiang Ning stood quietly on the cliff, watching the Wind God Envoy who was rapidly approaching.

The Wind God Envoy, in his Divine Transformation, exerted no small pressure on him.

After all, not even the arrows he fired, imbued with the Wind and Thunder Power, could harm the Wind God Envoy in the slightest.

His Wind Thunder Arrow Skill was a Middle Grade martial art, and one that he had broken through the limits with three times, no less.

Such martial prowess had already surpassed the power of ordinary superior martial arts.

Although he couldn’t unleash the full power of his Wind Thunder Arrow Skill with the longbow in his hands currently,

Jiang Ning estimated that even with a bow that suited him perfectly and let him wield his archery skill without inhibition,

It would still be very hard to pose a lethal threat to the Wind God Envoy in this state.

The Wind God Envoy in Divine Transformation, not only had a formidable physique but also possessed an almost immortal body.

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Such a rapid recovery, paired with his formidable body, made him too difficult to kill.

Unless the Wind God Envoy offered no resistance and allowed his Wind and Thunder arrow to shoot directly into his head, there might be a chance to kill him.

Of course, this was just Jiang Ning’s estimation.

There was indeed a bow that would let him fully leverage the power of his Wind Thunder Arrow Skill.

All would be achievable under ideal conditions.

But in the current situation, where were such ideal conditions to be found?

However, far from feeling anxiety or terror,

He felt an inexplicable excitement.

Having stepped into the realm of Martial Arts,

He had never encountered such a fitting opponent to test his own strength.

Those he had faced before were either too strong,

If conflict arose, he had no chance to even strike back,

Or too weak, struck dead by his few moves.

But the Wind God Envoy, in Jiang Ning’s view, was just right.

He applied significant pressure, without making him feel utterly hopeless.

And now, with his strength greatly improved, he needed such a formidable enemy to test his own capabilities.

Watching the Wind God Envoy, who was 300 meters away and still closing in, Jiang Ning slowly clenched his hand into a fist.

He was slowly gathering the momentum of his punch.

Inside his chest, it was as if a fierce tiger had appeared.

A tiger engulfed in raging flames.

This tiger was trapped within the cage of his heart,

But as the king of the beasts that roars through the mountains and forests, how could it be content confined to such a small world?

In this restricted space, it looked up at the sky.

In its eyes burned an intense flame, the flame of unyielding rage.

It was gathering strength, storing enough power to break out of its cage in one go.

Meanwhile,

Even though the Wind God Envoy had changed his form, becoming a Six-Armed Divine Descendant, his colossal body faced greater wind resistance than before.

But his speed had not decreased much from his norm; he still moved fast enough to cover more than a mile in just one breath.

Three hundred meters, to him, did not require even a breath’s time—a mere single breath.

In the blink of an eye,

The Six-Armed Divine Descendant, the Wind God Envoy, reached the exposed reef at the edge of the deserted island.

Boom—

With a single step, he firmly stomped, and a weather-beaten reef that still stood there instantly shattered into pieces.

The ten-foot-tall Six-Armed Divine Descendant, like a cannonball, charged straight at Jiang Ning.

...

A kilometer away,

Guardian Xing was staring intently at the scene unfolding on the island.

Having stayed in Luoshui County for so many days, he knew one thing very well:

Commander Jiang was a smart man.

A smart man wouldn’t stand his ground without something to rely on.

He was very curious about what that reliance was that allowed Jiang Ning to face such a terrifying existence without changing color or showing the slightest fear.

...

On the cliff,

The cold wind howled,

Clothes furiously flapped,

His black hair, already completely unkempt, wind-dancing wildly.

By now, Jiang Ning had already closed his eyes, continuously building up the power of his fist in his heart, validating himself.

Even when the Wind God Envoy, shattering the reef and soaring like a missile, was only thirty feet away, Jiang Ning’s face showed no change.

With his current senses,

Closing his eyes made no difference from keeping them open.

Not to mention, his Spiritual Field had already unfolded, completely enveloping everything within a hundred meters.

Thus, every slight change in the Six-Armed Divine Descendant was captured in his mind, every movement clearly detected by him.

Afterward,

When the Divine Descendant was only seven feet from him atop the cliff,

Jiang Ning’s form still did not stir.

As the Wind God Envoy rose higher, his potential energy was bound to wane,

So Jiang Ning was not in a hurry.

Then, as the distance narrowed even further,

Six feet...five feet...four feet...

When only three feet away, Jiang Ning could even feel the astonishing heat emitting from the Six-Armed Divine Descendant.

The Wind God Envoy in Divine Transformation obviously had a body temperature far from normal, frighteningly high.

When only two feet apart, Jiang Ning still remained still.

He could already feel the punch of compressed air hitting his face, causing the broken hairs at his temples to fly backward.

And when just one foot away,

Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, in his pupils appeared two tigers wrapped in raging flames.

One to the left, one to the right.