Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 152 - 135 Spirit Snake Movement Technique, Ant King’s Immense Strength (Thanks to the great affection of Lord Warm Sun, a grand reward from the Silver League)_2

Chapter 152: Chapter 135 Spirit Snake Movement Technique, Ant King’s Immense Strength (Thanks to the great affection of Lord Warm Sun, a grand reward from the Silver League)_2

No matter what, Zhou Ping’an still felt that it was worth it to start the live stream. Revealing his actions and abilities wasn’t in vain and had its value.

The likes in his mind, also known as Mind Wish Power Silk Threads, had already reached an astonishing number of over eight thousand five hundred.

And they were still rising.

If it wasn’t for the current situation being inappropriate,

Zhou Ping’an would hardly be able to resist finding a house to upgrade his cultivation technique.

He had never fought such a well-funded battle.

’Even if the Heavenly King himself comes, he won’t be able to stop my live stream, or block me from recording videos.’

Facing the fragrant blue ocean of "revealing sins, solving cases, and killing with righteousness," Zhou Ping’an finally felt the joy of the saying "One can’t get rich without windfalls."

In Another World, acquiring the "Karmic Fire Red Lotus Visualization Method" perhaps, was his greatest blessing.

No, the mirror on his wrist was.

...

Although he had many thoughts in his head,

Zhou Ping’an had barely reached the edge of the ring when he stopped.

In his soul sensing,

there seemed to be a huge burning torch in front of him, blazing fiercely and approaching rapidly.

’It doesn’t feel like a person, but rather like a big elephant, or even, ten times stronger than an elephant.’

Zhou Ping’an used the Wish Power Threads, and after a dozen auxiliary cultivation sessions, the feeling of brain overclocking, although only effective for a short time,

had also refined and strengthened his soul bit by bit.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

An extraordinary ability had finally emerged.

It wasn’t particularly profound.

Perhaps when spiritual power reached a certain level, naturally, there emerged a type of crisis perception and aura detection.

Any malice or hostility towards him, once reaching a certain level, could be sensed.

Not to mention threats that were extremely dangerous and could endanger his own life, he could sense them at least half a second earlier, in a miraculous manner.

What can half a second do?

Going all out and bursting forth in an instant, Zhou Ping’an could lunge twenty to thirty meters away.

If facing a barrage of artillery fire, twenty to thirty meters still wouldn’t be entirely safe, but for most conventional attacks, they essentially posed no lethal threat to him.

And what about aura detection?

Within a twenty-meter radius around him, such a strong reaction of blood qi certainly wouldn’t escape his five senses.

"Boom..."

A huge hole was blasted open in the wall ahead as if blown up by a cannonball.

A tall and burly figure, about two meters and thirty-four centimeters tall, with his steps sending gravel flying and a fierce wind in tow, came charging over.

Amidst the surrounding exclamations,

Zhou Ping’an had already made out the appearance of the person charging over.

This person was somewhat bizarre, with various spherical protrusions growing on his head, bright red and nauseating to behold.

On both sides of his neck, there were two large tumorous growths, and even the tumorous growths seemed to be sprouting eyes and noses.

The most outrageous part was that the man was bare-chested, with black shiny carapaces growing out layer upon layer, not quite like iron armor worn on the body, but rather like they had grown out from the flesh.

"Aow..."

The person’s charging momentum intensified, and he didn’t seem to like making turns, as if his brain wasn’t clear, understanding only straightforward movements.

He didn’t dodge the steel-reinforced concrete pillars blocking his way.

Swinging his fists,

and with a body slam,

he broke a load-bearing pillar, thick enough for two people to embrace, right in the middle...

Debris, dust, and broken rebars, like a torrential downpour, flew towards Zhou Ping’an.

And behind it, a huge fist threw a punch generating a loud boom, drawing a long white streak in the air and thundering down on him.

’I never imagined that such power still existed in modern society.’

Zhou Ping’an had almost understood that such forbidden transformations undoubtedly had great benefits and vested interests.

He had still somewhat underestimated the achievements of genetic modifications.

If civilian transformations were allowed recklessly, it would likely lead to drastic changes.

In this situation, practicing martial arts had become a very untimely thing.

No wonder, in the fighting circles, whether domestically or internationally, bio-modified fighters were forbidden from competing.

This restriction had some rationality to it...

Because the person in front of him already didn’t quite look human.

He even resembled a wild beast more than a human.

After sensing the aura behind him, Zhou Ping’an roughly understood that this thing, which looked more like a monster than a human, was probably the strongest trump card of the Hongxing Guild Hall.

Then, why not try to see just where the limit of this biological transformation lay?

How strong could the power be?

Facing the storm-like flying rubble, Zhou Ping’an neither retreated nor dodged.

He raised his left fist, and amidst the sound of Wu Shi’s panicked screams telling him "Don’t," he threw out a thunderous punch.

This time, he mobilized sixty percent of his physical strength.

A total of just over three thousand jin.

"Boom..."

A thunderous roar.

At the point of contact between the two fists, the sound of metal clashing echoed.

Zhou Ping’an only felt his body sink, his arm uncontrollably jerking backward, the tremendous impact at the point of contact pushing against him like a bulldozer.

He was thrown backward out of control, breaking through over a dozen rows of seats before stopping.

The tall monster roared again, making a "hissing" strange sound, with two long tentacles wriggling from the corners of its mouth like ants...

He gained momentum with his feet, swiftly pursuing Zhou Ping’an.

"I thought it was something big, turns out it’s just an ant gene modification, the power is not that impressive after all."

Seeing Wu Shi rushing over from one side, anxiously shooting at the tall monster, only splashing fluid from the creature’s body, with absolute horror in his eyes, Zhou Ping’an shook his head.