Chapter 337: Fist Intent Rising Against the Current!

"This this this......"

How did Lu Jing suddenly grow an extra eye at his brow?!

Terror, fear, horror——

The sudden change left Situjun stunned on the spot!

"You little brat...... what's going on?"

However, Lu Jing did not answer him.

Boom——

In an instant, Lu Jing suddenly launched an offensive.

Thunder Armor!

Lu Jing summoned the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder lodged within his body, condensing it into armor.

Instantly, a multitude of lightning snakes surged forth, coalescing and merging to envelop Lu Jing entirely.

Moreover, they transformed into several sharp spears on Lu Jing's shoulders, back, and elbows, making his entire appearance incredibly ferocious.

"Today, I'll use you to test the power of the Indestructible Contemplation Method!"

Lu Jing muttered to himself, licked his lips, and his mind was intensely focused.

He could no longer hear any surrounding sounds, as if only he and the distant lord-level evil dragon existed in this world.

One person, one dragon, they stared at each other across the distance.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The lord-level aberrant beast's large eyes were calm and indifferent, looking at Lu Jing as if he were an insignificant ant.

A wave of mental power came from the evil dragon, causing Lu Jing's expression to shift slightly; the dragon was actually using mental power to communicate with him.

"Human, ant, interesting......"

Although the words were indistinct, Lu Jing still understood what the evil dragon meant to convey.

"Ant? Killing you is enough!"

Lu Jing smiled at the evil dragon and sent a mental transmission back.

The lord-level evil dragon's scarlet pupils flashed; the next second, it fiercely flapped its wings and swung its mountain-sized claw at Lu Jing.

This claw appeared ordinary at first glance.

But once unleashed, invisible distortion streaks appeared in the air.

Even on the ground hundreds of meters away, a sudden surge of airflow kicked up sand, stone, and dust.

The evil dragon's claw seemed to become a white hole, emitting unparalleled super-strong impact force, pulling the surrounding heaven and earth along with it.

As a mental-type aberrant beast, this strike was actually pure physical force.

Lu Jing watched the claw descending, his eyes lighting up, the vertical pupil at his brow blazing like fire.

Under the enhancement of the Emptiness Bright Realm and Thunder Armor, Lu Jing could see the claw with perfect clarity.

Those wandering energy particles of various colors in the heaven and earth, and the disturbed heavenly laws......

In an instant, they all converged in the evil dragon's claw, further boosting the strike's power to a terrifying degree.

Yeah, who said a mental-type aberrant beast of over ten levels only uses mental attacks?

To the evil dragon, a human like Lu Jing, an ant who dares to offend it, is more satisfying to swat away with a wave of the hand than to crush into pulp with mental force.

"So this is an eleventh-level aberrant beast? Not using mental power at all—I guess I was underestimated."

Lu Jing smiled; nothing excited him more than a pure clash of strength.

What's more, the opponent was a colossal beast as vast as the heavens.

So this time, he also intended to meet it with pure physical force.

The Emptiness Bright Realm faded.

The Immovable King Sutra instantly operated at its limit, forming an illusory manifestation of the Wisdom King behind Lu Jing.

The Purple Firmament Transformation activated, raising his aura once more.

Various breathing techniques merged together......

The Perfection Realm Fist Intent was unleashed by Lu Jing through a power-boosting method fueled by burning energy.

Layers of power stacked together, slamming fiercely toward the core of the lord-level evil dragon's claw.

This punch......

It unleashed a blinding golden scorching sun.

The scorching sun sliced through the rule lines and multicolored attribute particles hidden within the claw's core——

Rising against the current!

Boom——

The fist light collided with the dragon's claw that blotted out the sky.

In the lord-level evil dragon's originally calm pupils, tinged with a hint of mockery, a complex fluctuation suddenly appeared.

"Crack——

The clear sound of a metal sheet snapping rang out, intertwining with the terrifying explosion.

The giant dragon coiling in the air was actually slammed upward by the punch's force, shifting dozens of meters higher.

Although these dozens of meters were merely a joint's length to the evil dragon.

"Roar——

A heaven-shaking, earth-shaking dragon roar.

The evil dragon's eyes held a very human-like disbelief; at this moment, it lowered its head to gaze at its right claw, its scales torn open.

At the center of the right claw, a large hole had torn open, continuously spurting scarlet blood that poured down like a rain of blood.

On the other side, Lu Jing, who threw that punch, fell like a cannonball, rapidly plummeting toward the ground.

Boom—

The figure descending from the heavens slammed into the ground, blasting a huge mushroom cloud that kicked up dust and stones across the sky.

The lord-level evil dragon stared at its own claw for a long time before lowering it, its blood-red pupils locking onto the ground.

Only seeing the dust on the ground gradually settle, a deep pit appeared, from which not a whisper of movement came.

Roar—

The evil dragon raised its head and let out a roar, as if announcing its victory.

Afterwards, its silhouette circled in the sky once, then refocused its attention on the dazed Situjun hovering in midair.

That foolish human who just dared to challenge it was nothing more than a bug that had bitten it once.

Lu Jing!

At the same time, the voices of Dong Ningxue and Zhu Xingyao sounded together.

Lu Jing is merely at the Master Realm; how could he possibly defeat an eleventh-tier lord-level aberrant beast?

Being able to wound the opponent and make the evil dragon's claw bleed was already beyond their expectations.

From Lu Jing taking off on his sword, shooting straight to the horizon, then falling like an arrow to the ground, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

In the span of a blink, they hadn't even had time to react.

Only now did Dong Ningxue rush, anxious and burning, toward the spot where Lu Jing had fallen.

She truly regretted not having stopped Lu Jing right away.

This kid just loves to show off...

Seeing this, Situjun in the air showed a weary and gloomy expression for the first time on his face.

He gazed toward the deep pit on the ground.

Suddenly.

Boom—

A tremendous cracking sound erupted from within the pit.

Situjun's gaze tightened, his pupils contracting sharply, then he was overcome with wild joy.

Only a tall, slender figure shot out from the pit, returning to the high skies.

At this moment, Lu Jing trod on his long sword; his battle uniform was torn into strips, hanging in tatters, revealing a perfectly formed upper body as if crafted by heaven itself.

Some dirt still clung to his head and cheeks, making him look quite disheveled.

Yet his eyes shone like diamonds, frighteningly bright.

Haha, exhilarating!

It's been ages since I threw such a satisfying punch!

Amid the astonished gazes of everyone, Lu Jing's mental power surged, and the dirt on his body instantly cleaned itself.

Black broken hair flew wildly in the wind as he lifted his head to gaze at the lord-level evil dragon, an inexplicable brilliance flashing across his face.

But is that all a lord-level has to offer?