Heavenly Snake Body-Wandering Steps!

"It's impossible. According to what you said, the one who could entrance dozens of people present was, nine times out of ten, a Fox Demon skilled in bewitchment."

"A shapeshifting Fox Demon is at least a Fourth Realm great demon, equivalent to a Bone Forging Realm martial artist of the human race. How could it fail to drain a trifling Muscle Tempering martial artist like you?"

"I never said I was a Muscle Tempering Realm martial artist..."

Chu Feng circulated his qi and blood slightly. His entire body instantly transformed from that of a dry, skinny man into a robust, burly man.

The great tendons throughout his body writhed like golden dragons patrolling the heavens. His powerful aura startled Li Zhenshan so badly that he leaped to his feet.

"Peak perfection of the Muscle Tendon Realm? True Dragon Tendons!"

"How is that possible? Four days ago, you were still in the Muscle Tempering Realm. How did you reach the peak of the Muscle Tendon Realm today, and even cultivate True Dragon Tendons? Not even a young Martial Saint could possess such a terrifying cultivation speed!"

"I have Old Man Li to thank for that—the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art you gave me."

Chu Feng rubbed his nose and chuckled.

It was his first time being praised like this, and he felt rather embarrassed.

"I really am a peerless genius seen once in ten thousand years, destined to reach the pinnacle of the martial path!"

"You cultivated the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art and mastered it in just one morning?"

Li Zhenshan was shocked again. The Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art was a cultivation art he had wanted to practice but had not dared to when he was young. This boy had barely left his sight all day, so when had he practiced it?

Li Zhenshan couldn't believe it. With a flash, he appeared in front of Chu Feng and reached for his wrist with his left hand.

Chu Feng's body counterattacked instinctively. The muscles throughout his body trembled like waves, while his arm moved like a giant python turning over, its tail lashing toward Li Zhenshan's left hand.

Li Zhenshan's expression did not change. His five fingers curled into a claw, glowing with a faint azure light as they locked firmly onto the giant python's seven-inch point.

"Bang!"

The two collided, producing a muffled boom.

Surprise appeared on Li Zhenshan's face. He had not expected his Azure Flood Dragon Sky-Rending Claw to fail to seize the other party's wrist immediately.

He was a peak Bone Forging Realm martial artist. Even with his fingers incomplete, he was still no one a Muscle Tendon Realm martial artist could compare with.

As expected of a martial genius who had tempered his skin, flesh, and tendons to their limits!

Li Zhenshan's expression turned solemn. It seemed he would have to bring out some real skill.

Otherwise, if he failed to catch this boy and overturned the boat in the gutter, he would be mocked by the brat for the rest of his life!

"Azure Dragon's Claw!"

Li Zhenshan's qi and blood surged. Dense azure scales surfaced over his clawed hand, and the five fingers that had originally been missing sections suddenly manifested five illusory claw shadows. They were sharp and keen, radiating a bone-chilling cold!

"Old man, this punch of mine is very powerful. Don't get beaten until you vomit blood..."

Chu Feng turned his palm into a fist. Though it was merely a simple straight punch, it carried the momentum of a thousand armies and ten thousand horses.

His violent fist tore through the air, unleashing a force of one hundred thousand jin.

Fist and claw collided. The raging force caused ripples to spread through Li Zhenshan's plump body, layer upon layer, before finally being guided into his feet.

The azure stone slabs shattered, leaving behind a deep footprint as the mud swallowed his instep.

Chu Feng's body did not move, but a deep-red claw mark appeared on his wrist.

"You old man, are you bullying me because I don't know any hand techniques?"

In the end, Chu Feng had still been one move short. Li Zhenshan had seized his wrist.

Li Zhenshan put his hand behind his back, a trace of astonishment flashing through his eyes as he murmured:

"Your qi and blood are vigorous as a dragon and fierce as a tiger, while your body is graceful and swift, like a swimming dragon. It really does resemble someone who has cultivated the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art."

"Did you sever your own tendons and meridians?"

"I'm a heaven-gifted genius. I mastered it with only a little cultivation. I didn't need to sever my tendons and meridians at all."

Chu Feng could not explain himself, so he answered vaguely and bragged.

"That's impossible. I researched it my entire life. How did I fail to cultivate it successfully?"

Li Zhenshan was baffled, yet he could not figure out the reason.

Afraid the old man would become depressed, Chu Feng deliberately interrupted him. "Old man, what about the missing Bone Forging chapter of the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art?"

"How would I know? It was already like this when it came into my hands. You'll have to search for it yourself."

"You cultivated it without telling me. The Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art is extremely overbearing. Once cultivated, it brands itself onto the body. Practicing another cultivation art afterward will cause severe rejection. I'm afraid your chances of breaking through to the Bone Forging Realm are slim."

Li Zhenshan spoke anxiously.

"Damn it, old man, you've ruined me!" Chu Feng cursed furiously.

"How was I supposed to know you could really cultivate it?" Li Zhenshan said guiltily, his voice lacking confidence.

"No way. You have to compensate me..."

Chu Feng was not someone who would accept a loss. He immediately seized the chance to demand benefits.

"Uh..."

Li Zhenshan was helpless. This shameless fellow had left him thoroughly depressed.

Wouldn't he be terrified if he could never break through to the Bone Forging Realm in this lifetime?

How was it that he could not see the slightest panic on the other party's face?

He had originally intended to recommend him to the capital of Jizhou, but now it seemed this boy was probably not fated to receive that blessing.

What could he know? Chu Feng possessed a cheat. The rejection between cultivation arts had little effect on him. As long as he had enough lifespan, he could forcefully fuse them even without a cultivation art.

"What do you want? Your physical body has already been branded. Switching to another cultivation art won't have any effect."

Li Zhenshan thought Chu Feng was refusing to give up and wanted to try anyway.

But Chu Feng chuckled lightly. "Old man, that claw technique you just used is pretty formidable. Could you teach it to me?"

"That's impossible! This is my treasured trump card, passed down only to my successor..."

Li Zhenshan did not finish speaking. Since Chu Feng had cultivated the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art, he would probably be a Muscle Tendon Realm martial artist for the rest of his life. Even if he could contend with Bone Forging Realm martial artists, he had no potential for advancement and was already crippled.

"Very well. It's also my fault for failing to think things through and ruining your future. I'll give you this Heavenly Snake Body-Wandering Steps instead. It's another one of my signature arts."

"Great."

Chu Feng was not polite in the slightest. He reached out and accepted the booklet Li Zhenshan tossed over.

"I got another cultivation art for free. This old man really is my golden thigh. What a pity I didn't get that claw technique he just used..."

After handing the booklet to Chu Feng, Li Zhenshan secretly pulled his feet out of the pit.

He rotated his aching, numb wrist and thought to himself, "Limit-Breaking martial artists really are monsters. If this old man didn't still have a few tricks up his sleeve, I'd have made a complete fool of myself."

At that very moment, Chu Feng asked tactlessly, "Old Man Li, who's stronger, you or Fang Hanshan?"

"Why are you asking that? Don't go overestimating yourself and challenge a Bone Forging martial artist, boy. Pride comes before a fall! I've seen far too many geniuses who thought that gaining a little achievement meant they could let their tails rise to the sky. Then they got beaten to death!"

"When martial artists fight to the death, there are too many factors involved. It isn't as simple as winning just because you have greater strength. Those who lack reverence for the martial path won't live long!"

Li Zhenshan cast a sidelong glance at Chu Feng. His meaning was obvious: he was talking about him.

Chu Feng said nothing. Instead, he glanced at Li Zhenshan's incomplete five fingers.

"What kind of look is that? Who are you looking down on? Even with five severed fingers, I could still easily beat a mid-stage Bone Forging martial artist!"

"If I hadn't encountered that Fifth Realm Demon in Qingyan City in the northern lands and injured my palm, I could have killed him with one hand!"

Li Zhenshan was instantly provoked. He stamped his feet and loudly berated Chu Feng, looking just like a child throwing a tantrum!