Even a man of clay has three points of fire, not to mention the Emperor Level Power of a Dark Agist.
Blood Demon’s lungs were bursting, this was a lifelong disgrace!
A Half-step emperor level powerhouse from Agist, and now he’s been reduced to being someone else’s sparring partner? A whetstone?
The monstrous hatred was constantly rising from his chest, causing the killing moves he attacked and killed to be covered with an endless layer of bloodthirsty intent, a blood moon was visualized from his punching force, and under the scarlet aura that filled the air, it looked extremely horrifying, as if it was trying to devour people.
Jason was naturally fearless, yet he didn’t take it lightly, the whole person gazed at it, his own qi and blood rushed up at night, rolling like a tide, his own Gravity Field was evolving.
In addition, wisps of Holy Dragon’s Breath permeated out from his flesh and blood, and the power of the human body generated under Dragon Qi through the body converged, and in the next moment he evolved the eighth stance of Heaven Fist – I have a I have a fist to suppress the devil in the sky!
In an instant, the blazing Sunling Bloodline filled the sky, and as the fist evolved, it seemed as if a majestic Emperor Brewer’s shadow was formed in the underworld, and the fist intent of the True Martial Swing swept away the devils manifested itself, collapsing the void and causing it to vibrate and roar.
“Jason, in boxing, punching intent is the soul, but force is the root. A punching gesture, if it does not have enough force to support it, even if the punching intent is strong, it will not be able to exert its proper power. Your force is already majestic enough at this level of the realm, and quenched and refined enough to be pure to strong. The only drawback is that it still seems a bit rough in the transportation of force.
The way to transport power is to make full use of your own power, strict control to the slightest force can be mobilized at will, the only way to play their own power to the strongest realm of boxing.
Let’s say that in this punch, your fist intent manifested, but your own power of the fist Dao failed to resonate with it, which was a flaw.
Fist power and fist intent complement each other and are indispensable, forming a resonance before the true power of the fist way can be realized.”
Old Mr. Miller’s voice comes through again and is instructing Jason in boxing.
All in all, this was a fight where Old Mr. Miller was all over Jason both in terms of Grand Vajra Realm Physique and Cultivation Boxing.
Anyway, with Blood Demon being such a good sidekick, it’s only natural that you can’t pass up an opportunity like this.
Jason has also benefited greatly from Old Mr. Miller’s guidance, not to mention the Grand Vajra Realm Physique, and has deepened his perception and understanding of kendo once again.
“Deceitful, simply deceitful! I’m going to kill you!”
Blood Demon was like a madman, he was indeed going crazy, he was so pissed off that blood was coming out of the corners of his mouth, he really hadn’t seen such a bully.
As Dark Agist’s Emperor Level Power, he has never been humiliated like this before. Even if he is doomed to die, he can’t even get a pain before he dies, but instead, he has to be treated as a whetstone by others.
Anyone else would not be able to stand it!
Under the extreme fury, Blood Demon’s punches attacked and killed like a storm, the whole person was already regardless, he was full of thoughts that as long as he could kill Jason, then even if he was killed by a thousand cuts, he would be willing to die.
“Good timing!”
Jason bellowed, he threw a strong punch, under the guidance of Old Mr. Miller, and this piece of gold in front of him to accompany the training, his own boxing once again went through a baptism, the manifestation of the boxing intent appears more solid, the power of the boxing is also increasing.
Boom! Boom!
Jason actually shook off Blood Demon’s punch, aided of course by the strand of Saint-level power injected by Old Mr. Miller.
Blood Demon’s door was wide open, and out of his own fighting instincts, Jason bullied his way in and landed several hard punches to Blood Demon’s chest in quick succession.
“Wha-”
Blood Demon opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew five or six meters away.
“Oh no! I accidentally didn’t confiscate it and struck hard, it won’t kill me directly, right? I still want to practice a few more times!”
Jason couldn’t help but open his mouth when he saw this, his face full of remorse.
“Wha-”
Once Blood Demon, who had fallen to the ground, heard these words, he was even more furious and coughed out fresh blood again.
“You–” Blood Demon’s face was full of anger, he said with a horrible face, “Satan, Blood Moon Agist will never let you go, not only you, but also this old man not only you, but also this old man!”
“Yeah? Then I’ll wait! Let’s see what else you so-called Dark Agist can do.” Jason said coldly.
Old Mr. Miller took one look at Blood Demon and said, “There’s nothing of value left in this guy, so let’s send him on his way.”
“Then send him on his way!”
Jason opens his mouth, and he rushes towards Blood Demon.
Blood Demon was already badly injured, constantly drained by the strands of Saint-level power that Old Mr. Miller had injected into Jason’s punching power, and then hit by a couple of hard punches from Jason, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was now at the end of his tether.
Despite this, Blood Demon was still trying to fight for his life when he saw Jason coming at him with a murderous intent, he barely got up and then threw a punch in anger, still trying to hold on to a glimmer of hope to kill Jason.
Unfortunately, Blood Demon was unable to do anything about it, as Jason easily avoided his punches, and then landed a hard punch followed by a sweeping leg kick, completely ending Blood Demon’s life.
At this point, the eight strong men who came together from Holy Night people and Blood Moon Agist were all exterminated, and none of them survived.
Jason also knows that, in this way, in the future, he and these two Agist can be said to be the situation of immortality.
But he wasn’t afraid either, and was even more fearless.
Anyway, he had quite a few enemies in Dark World, and now it was just an increase of two major Dark Agists.
Originally, these two Agist saints were somewhat hostile to him, so it was only a matter of time before there was an all-out conflict.
…
The night breeze is cool as a breeze.
A brawny, bomb-proof SUV whizzed down Mount Casey.
Old Mr. Miller was in the passenger seat and Sally was in the back seat.
Tonight’s encounter had been a false alarm for Sally, but she still thought about it with some trepidation, and it was fortunate that Old Mr. Miller had arrived in time at the last moment, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“O Sally, whatever happens from now on, you needn’t panic. As long as you Old Mr. Miller is here in Oakshire, no one can hurt you. I’m counting on expecting a baby from you and Jason soon.”
Old Mr. Miller looked back at Sally and smiled.
“Ahem … Old Mr. Miller, can you be a little more reserved? Sally and I don’t even have a name yet and you’re jumping straight to the baby.” Jason said in a huff.
“What? Is it hard for you boys to fail Sally later?” Old Mr. Miller glared at Jason.
“How is this possible? There’s absolutely no way that’s possible.” Jason said in a rush.
“Pfft…”
Sally smiled and said, “Old Mr. Miller is in a hurry to have a grandchild, no matter what I say, I can understand it. Jason, shouldn’t you also appreciate Old Mr. Miller’s pain? There are some things that should be arranged on the schedule as well.”
Jason froze for a moment, Sally’s words seemed to have a deeper meaning within them.
Is this a push to have a child with yourself?
Wouldn t that be … a slip of the tongue, Jason found himself thinking wrongly, actually associated with the bed, what thought ah this is!