Legend of the Mythological Genes

Boom boom boom!

The punches were like rolling thunder, creating tremors in the space.

Endless amount of baleful auras condensed to form violent waves of clouds that surged over. Like dark clouds that pressed down on a city, they came pressing down from the air, destroying everything in their paths. It caused people’s hearts to suffocate and their breathing became more rushed.

In the center of these seething dark clouds, a demonic figure slowly revealed his true form—having three heads and six arms. His six huge eyes shot out compelling red light that was like the color of blood.

Those who were stared at by his bloody gaze immediately felt as if their hearts were clenched tightly by a pair of invisible hands. They felt so stuffy that it was as if they were going to puke blood.

Dong dong dong!

Their hearts beat intensely and it felt as if they were going to burst out of their chests.

Everyone’s faces were flushed and they immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look straight at that god-like figure.

White Tiger Killing Formation!

Right now, seeing that his opponent had undergone such a terrifying transformation, Feng Lin didn’t feel enraged. Instead, he was overjoyed.

Things were getting increasingly interesting!

He transformed into a White Tiger, bringing forth strong gales that were like sharp blades as he moved. His hands kept on attacking his opponent’s critical spots with great ferocity, setting up an extremely vicious killing formation.

Chi chi chi!

The baleful aura was instantly stirred up into a chaotic mess.

Looking at that figure that was pressing in rapidly, Asura King raised his three faces. Astonishment, anger, hatred… Each of his faces wore different expressions, but they were all equally hideous and terrifying.

“Die! Ahhhh….”

“Kill kill kill!…”

“Six-arms Asura!”

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The three big and bloody mouths bellowed furiously, sending out shocking soundwaves. The six arms kept on attacking like raging wind and heavy rain. His destructive killing intent seemed to want to crush everything before him into dust.

Dong dong dong!

The punches came down like the Thunder God beating his drum, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.

The fist and air underwent intense friction and sparks splattered

In an instant, countless fist shadows filled up the surroundings.

The Asura King stood at his original spot, not taking a single step. With his three heads and six arms, there were no longer any blind spots around him and no more flaws that could be exploited.

Feng Lin had created many clones and trapped him, yet he felt as if he was up against a porcupine. If he were to strike the opponent, he’d also suffer great casualties. He had no means of attacking.

Then the only way out was to forcibly fight head-on!

Feng Lin no longer tried to look for flaws and just rushed head-on.

His claws possessed unrivaled sharpness that created screeching sounds and visible white marks in the air.

So what if he had three heads?

If his claws were to hit his target, then it’d just be two additional heads dropping down.

Asura King Singh’s six eyes immediately narrowed into slits, bursting out in blood-red light. He knew that this was a powerful claw attack.

Two of his arms crossed and protected his front, while the remaining four arms clenched into fists that were heavy as hammer. He launched out a barrage of fists!

The fists and claws collided.

Both of their bodies trembled intensely, but there was an additional pair of fists that came smashing over.

Feng Lin’s heavy body was immediately sent flying out and smashed heavily into the ground. He sank into it, creating a huge crater and bringing forth seething smoke and dust.

However, he immediately shot out at lightning speed, unleashing even more ferocious attacks as he pounced forth.

A clash between the strong!

The White Tiger performed killing moves. Fist shadows filled up the place.

Both of them turned into a series of afterimages, engaging in an intense fight. The baleful auras seethed and the two of them seemed unstoppable.

Two fists were hard to go against six hands!

Feng Lin kept on being struck, but as he had the stone monkey’s indestructible body, it was hard to hurt him even with the fierce punches.

After a long battle, Asura King managed to have the advantage. However, he became increasingly violent and impatient, bellowing furiously with the voice of an erupting thunder.

Asura World Destroying Punch!

His six arms were raised high, bringing forth seething baleful auras. The baleful auras gathered from all directions, turning into a material form and rapidly extending out like blood-colored oil stains. It dyed his body in red, as if he had put on a layer of blood-colored armor that sent out endless killing intents.

At the next instant, all six fists took action at the same time. They seemed as if they were far away, but at the next instant, they appeared right before Feng Lin.

“What?” Feng Lin’s eyes narrowed and before he could react in time, a pair of massive black shadows had already appeared right before his eyes. He was instantly sent flying out.

The fists were faster than sound, heavier than a mountain.

This time around, before Feng Lin could regain his standing, Asura King laughed maniacally. With a strong stomp into the ground, he pounced forth, sending his fist shadows and trapping Feng Lin within them. Feng Lin was beaten up to the extent that he couldn’t raise his head.

Feng Lin’s body was like a weak blade of straw, swaying left and right from the attacks. He had completely lost any ability to put up resistance.

A commotion broke out.

“Wow! Is the Spirit Slayer finally going to be defeated before the Asura King?”

“Invincible! Invincible Asura King!”

“Quickly admit your defeat! Lin Feng, you won’t be able to win!”

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A loud burst of laughter broke out.

Feng Lin put both his arms before him, assuming a defensive stance. Although he kept on being dealt serious blows and his bones were in intense pain as if they were going to be crushed, he had yet to lose his composure.

In Hinduism mythology, Asura was an evil god that went up against the king of the gods. He was filled with a strong desire to annihilate—to annihilate the heaven, the earth, and all lives…

Right now, as the Asura World Destroying Punch was performed, the annihilative killing intents surged. Wherever they passed by, all matter would be crushed.

Even the stone monkey body might not be able to withstand such a terrifying prowess.

Monkey King Domain!

Feng Lin’s Heart Monkey Force gushed out, condensing to an extremity and no longer expanded. Instead, it gathered on his skin, also forming a physical armor.

The Heart Monkey Force could move all objects and seemed to be able to freeze even space itself. Faint ripples were sent out. These were the traces that space had been distorted into different densities, like water and oil.

Wherever the Heart Monkey Force passed by, they would form a domain that made it impossible for the punches to get close.

However, Asura King’s fists were like a thunderstorm, attacking non-stop. Suddenly, even the spatial barriers were wavering from the attacks.

If things carried on like this, the barrier would still collapse.

White Tiger Seven Stars Slaughter!

Feng Li managed to find a chance to get a breather and baleful auras entered his body. Seven stars appeared on his back and he sent out multiple vicious claw shadows.

Wherever the claw shadows landed, the baleful auras would be like blades that slashed through everything.

The White Tiger was the God of Killing of the West. It rose to prominence from the killing auras in the world, and was an innate divine creature like the Heart Monkey and Asura.

Asura King had three heads and six arms, while the White Tiger had seven stars in its body. The two of them were like evil gods that had descended onto the world, engaging in an intense fight and sending out killing attacks.

There were many White Tiger’s afterimages, and the Asura King’s six bloody eyes glared in all directions. He had no blind spots, and he kept on staring at the White Tiger’s figure.

The more he battled, the crazier he became. The more he battled, the more violent he became. Even his eyes were glaring so much that it looked as if blood was going to drip out from it.

As the Asura King became increasingly enraged, Feng Lin detected that his fists seemed to have become increasingly heavier.

Using fury as the source of strength?

Was this the uniqueness of the Asura mythological path?

Silver light radiated out from Feng Lin’s eyes. As he battled, he analyzed the other party’s genetic power, trying to figure out the profoundness behind the Asura Mythological Path. He managed to learn some things.

Genetic potential +700, +700, +700…

All these turned into nourishment for Feng Lin’s strength.

This was…

Using battle to nurture battle!