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Indeed, around Wang Longhu's fists, strands of faint white air currents appeared!

Having practiced martial arts for many years, Yagyu Ito was a renowned Martial Artist in Japan Island and East Asia.

Dominating the business world in Japan Island for many years, he had encountered many foreign special forces, top instructors from a mysterious training camp, and even some aged Martial Artists from the last century.

But he had never heard of anyone able to punch out air currents; this was a level of strength and speed beyond the norm for a human being.

Though Yagyu Ito and Sodaimura Yujiro were strong, they were still but normal humans.

Boom!

The cement ground beneath Wang Longhu's feet couldn't withstand the pressure from Cyan Dragon Mount Tai, shattering instantly into scattered pieces.

A crack as wide as two fingers broke through like lightning, extending over two meters before coming to a halt.

Even though Wang Longhu was firmly rooted like two horses couldn't move him, half of his foot was buried in the cement, and his shoes had burst apart, scattered everywhere.

Cyan Dragon Mount Tai descended from high above with added acceleration, and combined with his palm force, the explosive power in that instant was terrifying.

Even a bull could be killed alive.

Yet Cyan Dragon felt an unseen power erupting from Wang Longhu's fist, pouring into his palm.

Then it traveled up his arm, spreading to his shoulder.

Bam!

In the moment Cyan Dragon Mount Tai had this curious thought, his entire arm shattered suddenly, the skin ripping like an inflated balloon, turning into a bloody mess with wounds deep enough to expose bone.

Every visible blood vessel had inexplicably snapped, sending chills down one's spine and instilling horror.

Cyan Dragon Mount Tai showed a look of shock; he was capable of smashing a rock with one slap, bending a steel bar, or even punching a bull to death.

But those were displays of external power, pressure from the outside to the inside.

However, the principle behind Wang Longhu's punch was entirely different; rather than using much strength to counter him, a vast amount of Inner Strength surged into Cyan Dragon Mount Tai, causing an internal explosion outward.

This demonstration of power was something Cyan Dragon believed he couldn't achieve.

Wang Longhu displayed a joyful smile; ever since Taoist Tianfu suggested strengthening inward above Huajin, he tirelessly tried compressing his Dark Force inward, gathering it in the Three Elixirs.

But the gathering at the Upper Dantian and Middle Dantian proved too challenging and risky, and one slight misstep could lead to injury.

Thus, Wang Longhu started with the safest Guanyuan Acupoint at the Lower Dantian, and recently, he had managed to preliminarily gather the Dark Force there.

However, what purpose the Dark Force gathered at the Guanyuan Acupoint served, Wang Longhu had no idea.

But today, he witnessed its effect.

When the whole body's Dark Force is stored at the Guanyuan Acupoint, it's like the entire force is twisted into one mass, and launching this instantly can unleash unimaginable power.

This was far more ferocious than Wang Longhu's full force strike.

"Cough!" The moment Cyan Dragon Mount Tai hit the ground, he spat out a large mist of blood, visibly waning in spirit.

Having Wang Longhu's Dark Force enter his body, the cracks on his arm were minor; the real danger lay in the damaged internal meridians.

Without someone to use Dark Force to guide these injuries, Cyan Dragon Mount Tai would be crippled for life.

With a push of both legs, Wang Longhu charged with the Eight Extremes Charging Frame, leaping high to knee towards Cyan Dragon Mount Tai.

This strike was an explosive all-out attack, leaving Cyan Dragon Mount Tai only able to block, with no chance to dodge.

Cyan Dragon Mount Tai, already injured, hadn't caught his breath yet, and though he realized the danger, he was forced to cross his arms in front of him to harden against Wang Longhu's Charging Strike.

Bam!

Who would imagine that the towering Cyan Dragon Mount Tai, resembling an iron tower, staggered and retreated upon blocking Wang Longhu's knee charge, stumbling several steps backward until his entire body crashed against the nearby alley wall.

A barely thirty-centimeter-thick wall couldn't withstand such crashing force, collapsing directly, bringing down the entire seven to eight-meter section of the cement wall.

With a resounding crash, the noise was so loud that the nearby residents would surely have heard it.

It wouldn't be long before the commotion attracted the local police.

"The two helpers you brought are indeed formidable, ranking as top Martial Artists in the secular world, but it's a pity you Japan Island people don't grasp the Great Dao. What's the point of mastering Ming Jin to the utmost? Before a Huajin Grandmaster, you're like having a sharp blade but no armor to protect you. I could think of a hundred ways to kill you."

After sending Cyan Dragon Mount Tai flying, Wang Longhu turned towards Yagyu Ito and his group brought by Lu Ting, sneering disdainfully.

Many Martial Artists worldwide could cut through wooden boards, and more impressively, iron sheets, and stone bricks.

Yet, taken to the extreme, these feats merely represented the peak of the Ming Jin.

Wang Longhu admitted their power was akin to cannon fire, so even if he got hit, without using Huajin to deflect, he'd get hurt.

Yet these individuals had a fatal weakness: they didn't cultivate Dark Force, remaining vulnerable human bodies. Once Dark Force invaded, they had no way to counter it.