Chapter 91: Chapter 68: The Blade Like a Cold Dragon! Thousands of Soldiers Retreat!
Feeling the oppressive force coming head-on, Su Changkong’s heart pounded fiercely, as if a flame was burning within him—an instinctive reaction when facing a formidable opponent.
Whoosh!
Inside Su Changkong’s dantian, the Turtle Breathing True Qi surged, filling his entire body with the sound of roaring waves, each vein pulsating, channeling tremendous True Qi!
Not only had Su Changkong’s physical body reached the Great Achievement in Body Refinement, but his Turtle Breath Technique was also at a level that ordinary people would struggle to attain after decades of hard practice—his True Qi was robust.
Five Animal Frolics. Foraging Tiger!
Su Changkong’s True Qi condensed, merging with his flesh. His speed and strength surged, making him move like a fierce tiger. His right fist, with broken metal spikes, hissed through the air as it met Shi Zijian’s charging heavy punch!
“Clang!”
Although it was a collision between metal and flesh, an ear-piercing clang of iron rang out. Shi Zijian’s skin shimmered faintly with a metallic luster, as if his flesh had turned into metal, almost not inferior to the battled-armored Su Changkong.
“Boom!”
Su Changkong felt the overwhelming power in Shi Zijian’s fist. Even as he concentrated his True Qi this time, Su Changkong felt an immense pressure, his feet sinking into the ground to avoid being pushed back.
And Shi Zijian’s robust frame merely swayed slightly.
“This Iron Beast… is strong! Even stronger than Bai Tianhao!” Shi Zijian was somewhat surprised; he had put his real skill into that punch, yet the other being able to stand his ground without retreating was rare in the Body Refinement Realm!
“Shi Zijian practices the Horizontal Training Hard Skill and has reached an extremely high level, probably stronger than the master of the Iron Cloth Martial Art Academy! I must not clash directly with him!” Su Changkong realized with a shiver in his heart. The Iron Cloth Martial Art Academy was the largest in Clearwater City and specialized in Horizontal Training Skill, but no one there could compare to the Shi Zijian before him.
Military Killing Fist. Slaughter of Thousands of Soldiers!
After one collision, Shi Zijian’s cheeks were enveloped in a red glow, a sign of his Qi and Blood surging. He executed his favored boxing technique to the extreme, his hands switching between fists and palms, hammering and slicing, furiously attacking Su Changkong.
Relying on his profound mastery of Horizontal Training Skill, Shi Zijian held no caution against Su Changkong’s spiked battle armor.
Su Changkong, not daring to be careless, displayed his Five Animal Frolics at a profound mastery level!
He moved as agilely as birds and apes, dragging afterimages, each strike heavy as a wild bear or tiger, wrestling fiercely with Shi Zijian!
“Bang Bang Bang!”
The sound of metal clashing was incessant as the two exchanged more than a dozen moves in just a few breaths.
Each collision felt like two wild beasts smashing into each other, the force of their blows causing the tough bricks and stones to crack and fly.
“Is… is this really the extent to which a body of flesh and blood can go?”
“It’s like watching two humanoid ferocious beasts… The Iron Beast actually holds its own against Gang Leader!”
The Black Cavalry Gang’s martial artists were all deeply shocked by the scene before their eyes, their hearts pounding fearfully.
While amazed at the tremendous power a body of flesh and blood could unleash, they were equally astonished to see the Iron Beast go toe-to-toe with Shi Zijian, the invincible fighter. Everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to this peak combat in Clearwater City’s Martial World.
“Damn! This is one tough shell!”
Shi Zijian cursed inwardly. To most martial artists clad in heavy armor, they were extremely fragile in his eyes, a single punch could dent the armor and crush the martial artist within.
But Su Changkong’s armor was exceptionally thick, consisting of three layers. Shi Zijian’s heavy punches left dented marks but could hardly inflict fatal damage.
Furthermore, the metal spikes on the armor were indeed useful. In close combat, they left trails of blood on Shi Zijian’s arms, abdomen, and chest—not deep, but nonetheless effective!
As for Su Changkong, his eyes became even more solemn and cold: “With my current strength, without drawing my sword, I can’t kill Shi Zijian…”
Su Changkong’s treasured Iron-Cutting Sword, nurtured for a hundred days, was his trump card, but not to be used lightly!
Firstly, once he drew the sword, the Blade Qi would be released and he’d have to nurture the sword anew, and secondly, with only two or three strikes, Su Changkong would exhaust his strength. If he drew his sword and failed to kill his opponent, he would be in danger!
But now, surrounded by the Black Cavalry Gang’s martial artists, if Su Changkong couldn’t cleanly kill Shi Zijian, escaping unscathed would be difficult, so he had no choice but to use this secret technique that he had never employed in his three months of practice.
On the other side, Chen Zhuang noticed that Shi Zijian was at a disadvantage in the hand-to-hand combat with the armored Su Changkong, and shouted, “Big Brother! Catch!”
Chen Zhuang threw his iron hammer, as large as a faceplate, at Shi Zijian.
Shi Zijian grabbed the iron hammer, weighing a hundred catties, with one hand.
Martial Artists at the Divine Bravery Stage were said to possess Divine Power of a thousand catties in one arm and could wield a hundred catty weapon to sweep away all obstacles, although few people used such heavy weapons due to the great physical exertion required!
But in Shi Zijian’s hand, the hundred catty iron hammer seemed almost weightless!
Holding the hammer, Shi Zijian sneered, “Watch me smash that shell of yours!”
“Roar!”
Shi Zijian let out a thunderous roar from his throat, causing the nearby Black Cavalry Gang martial artists to shake, their heads buzzing.
“Boom!”
With both hands on the hammer, Shi Zijian pumped up his energy to the extreme, his arms swelled by a great margin, now as thick as the waist of an ordinary person, his veins squirming like earthworms. He swung the hammer fearlessly down towards Su Changkong’s head..
