Chapter 201: Resistance at Dajiangshan: Part 5

Five figures entangled in combat, like five brilliant meteors trailing fiery tails, their strikes growing ever more formidable as they fought from sky to earth and back again.

Vast fist energy shattered the air in blazing explosions; the mountain ranges adjacent to the main peak of Dajiangshan suffered terribly—each time the combatants collided, even the faintest shockwave that brushed against the ground would rip and tear it like crumpled paper, leaving craters at least a hundred meters in diameter.

A flash of light passed—and the mountains were riddled with holes.

The boiling blood of ghosts unleashed greater power; crimson energy surged like flames across their bodies, the result of intensely condensed demonic power erupting violently, burning upon their fists.

"Ora ora ora ora ora!!"

Two fists cannot match four hands, let alone eight—yet Jia Ji had his own strategy: "Watch my Northern Dipper Thousand Hands Kill!"

"Muda muda muda muda!!"

The speed was beyond human sight, far exceeding the speed of sound—fists and slashes swung with divine velocity; each collision shattered the ground and roared with gales, the scattered demonic energy and battle aura turning the surrounding hundreds of meters into a lethal zone no one could approach.

"Ghost Binding Technique," "Vajra Power," "Vajra Spiral," "Myriad Ghosts Night March," "Heavenly Hand Power's Throw," "Great Dragon Flying Bird Well's Kick," "Ghost Qi Tsunami," "Star You Bright King Slash," "Jin Galo Ghost Slash"…

All these techniques and secret arts were deployed; the Four Ghost Kings, having fought for hundreds or even thousands of years, could land their attacks with perfect timing even with their eyes closed.

But!

The fact that they still had not subdued this human spoke volumes.

Simple and direct—seeking nothing but pure, ultimate strength.

The flesh-and-blood fists, transformed into terrifying weapons, made the surrounding space scream in agony, perfectly blocking every single strike aimed at him.

"You understand or not the art of deflecting and countering?"

He swung both fists; his towering back and chest muscles drove his shoulders to thrust his arms forward, unleashing an unimaginably mighty force that sent Zhiwu Hua Shan and Xiong Yongyi flying.

He exchanged another blow with Yibai Cuixiang, used his palm blade to repel the slashing sword light of Jin Jie Luo, and the five briefly separated.

"Huh—"

He's truly a nuisance… His fists aren't strong enough to make ghosts despair, yet even all four of them together cannot overwhelm him.

So what else can they do?

For a moment, the four Ghost Kings exchanged glances—and without hesitation, decided to use that technique.

"Human, you deserve this move."

Yibai Cuixiang, ranked first, sincerely praised him, then all four simultaneously assumed identical stances.

"You want to fight? Then come!"

Hearing Jia Ji still showed no reaction, the four ghost maidens laughed in unison, their laughter shaking heaven and earth, their battle spirit surging.

"Come! Taste our—"

"Four Heavenly Kings' Secret Art!!" x4

For a human, a punch thrown at point-blank range is hard to land decisively on another human.

But… if one takes three steps before striking, it becomes enough.

And what can a ghost accomplish within three steps?

Even ghosts who rely solely on brute strength can fully fuse "heart," "technique," and "body" into a single strike, unleashing power far beyond their previous limits.

The furious demonic aura vanished—no, it was retracted.

Folded… compressed, folded… compressed, over and over.

First step—stepped out—

Focusing on the balls of their front feet, they brewed terrifying destruction; invisible ripples spread outward, each figure appearing to swell hundreds of times, radiating overwhelming ferocity.

Second step—stepped out…

The ghost horns, harder than bone and symbolic of their kind, glowed brilliantly, shining until faint cracks began to appear.

Fists formed from five fingers; thick muscles surfaced on their slender arms like unbreakable jade, thick blue veins bulged violently from their bodies, their once-pale, snow-like faces twisted with ferocity, their slender eyebrows knotted together as if enduring unbearable pain.

Unstoppable power infused their fists and blades, causing space itself to warp.

Third step—stepped out!

Before their opponent, the demons who had placed themselves as challengers unleashed their entire flesh-and-blood being in this final punch—to strike, to blast, to fight—this—

"Three Steps Ruin" ∝ "Three Steps Fatal" ∝ "Three Steps Ghost Cutter" ∝ "Three Steps Liberation"!!!

The number-one technique on the Ghosts' Most Feared List—

"Four Heavenly Kings' Secret Art!!!"

"Perfect! My favorite energy clash phase!"

Jia Ji shouted, landing on the ground—this time deliberately choosing a spot to the right from Yun Zi's viewpoint.

Before him, the four Ghost Kings—Guai, Li, Luan, Shen—blurred by leaking energy, charged at him like a tidal wave!

Four indomitable figures!

The Four Heavenly Kings' Secret Art unleashed!

Merged into one!

All for one person—full commitment!

All for one person—exhausting every ounce of power!

Their aura and strength reached absolute peak.

Reasons can wait—right now, there is only one thing to do—PUNCH!

"Let your defeat prove my ultimate art!"

The Big Dipper's seven stars, arranged in a ladle shape, brimmed with death and destruction.

His deep, dark eyes turned pure blue.

A semicircular blue aura suddenly erupted like a domain; though his body absorbed most of the force, the spreading shockwave instantly caused the ground within a hundred meters of him to sink dozens of feet.

—Northern Dipper Divine Fist!

—Secret Secret Art!

—"Dou Jin Hu Fa"!!!

This was the Gang Fist Breathing Method: converting breath into a single punch, gathering all battle energy through respiration, then releasing it all in one exhalation.

Full power unleashed, unstoppable—like a river flowing backward; though battle aura had no weight, it felt thick and sluggish.

The void twisted; the overwhelming torrent of battle aura turned the sky blue in an instant, chaotic winds screaming its terror.

Heaven and earth darkened, clouds shattered under the raging winds.

The brilliant battle aura, out of control, surged forth as if swallowing all—instantly engulfing the Four Heavenly Kings' Fatal Strike.

Then let's just fight the damn thing!!

(End of Chapter)