Breakthrough and Slaying the Enemy!

"Bang!"

After exchanging hundreds of blows, Chu Feng and Fang Hanshan retreated several dozen steps and came to a stop after a heavy punch collided with another.

He was panting like an ox, his skin red-hot like an iron brand fresh from the furnace. Sweat mixed with blood and rose from his body in great clouds of white steam.

Fang Hanshan, by contrast, was clearly in better shape. He had only been forced back seven or eight steps.

His demonic body granted him astonishing regenerative power. Even his two previously injured arms had healed, leaving no trace of injury.

Fang Hanshan's eyes were filled with amazement. "You haven't even advanced to the Bone Forging Realm, yet you can fight me to a standstill. Could it be that you've achieved the legendary ultimate body tempering?"

Fang Hanshan had seen plenty in his time and knew that the body-tempering realms of martial artists possessed ultimate levels.

Yet no matter how many Noble Families and great clans poured all their strength into it, they could not guarantee that even one of their prodigies would achieve such a level. But this servant-born youth before him had achieved three!

There was definitely a great secret hidden within this boy. Fang Hanshan's eyes flickered. If he could obtain it, perhaps he could extend his lifespan and break through to the Viscera Connecting Realm.

If he could break through to the Viscera Connecting Realm, then what did it matter if he lost one son?

"It's a pity. Even if you've tempered your skin, flesh, and tendons to the limit, without the support of equally powerful bones, how long can you keep erupting with your full strength?"

"If you're willing to become my son, I might consider sparing your life." Having reached this conclusion, Fang Hanshan slowly spoke.

Hearing their conversation, Yang Chenwu, Wang Chaosheng, Li Nantian, and the others all revealed shocked expressions.

"Chu Feng is actually a Muscle Tendon Realm Martial Artist?"

"A Muscle Tendon Realm Martial Artist can kill a Bone Forging martial artist as easily as slaughtering a chicken. Just what kind of monstrous talent is this?"

Chu Feng grinned. "Sure. Why don't you call me Dad first so I can hear it..."

"Bastard! You're an ungrateful wretch. Since you refuse the path to life I've offered you, then go to hell!"

Fang Hanshan flew into a rage. His body turned into an afterimage and shot toward Chu Feng.

He no longer considered subduing him. He would kill him first and study him slowly afterward. Surely he would still gain something.

Chu Feng remained calm in the face of danger and said faintly in his heart:

"Lifespan, perform an extrapolation!"

[Year 1, you cultivate the newly obtained Fierce Bear Bone Forging Art and gain an initial understanding of the cultivation method of the Bone Forging Realm.]

[Year 6, the Dragon Transformation Body Tempering Art is too overbearing. You cannot cultivate the Fierce Bear Bone Forging Art at all, so you can only attempt to fuse it into the Dragon Transformation Bone Forging Fragment.]

[Year 15, after trying countless methods, you obtain your first minor gain. You decide to temper the bones of your right hand first, breaking through from one point, then use it to drive the tempering of all the bones in your body.]

[Year 23, you successfully enter the early stage of the Bone Forging Realm, tempering all twenty-three bones in your right hand.]

The extrapolation had taken twenty-three years, but in reality, only an instant had passed.

Fang Hanshan's five fingers transformed into dark, sinister claws and reached for Chu Feng's back.

"Bang!"

Chu Feng casually blocked it, then, in the split second between lightning and flint, thrust out a Crane Beak Strike that pierced through Fang Hanshan's forearm.

"Ah!"

Fang Hanshan leaped back and cried out in shock, "How is this possible? How did your strength and speed suddenly become so much greater?"

"Because I broke through to the Bone Forging Realm." Chu Feng casually shook the blood from his right hand.

At that moment, the strength of the bones in his right hand had undergone a tremendous transformation. If they had previously been iron bones, then now they were tungsten-steel alloy.

The bones throughout the rest of his body had also grown slightly stronger, enough to support his continued eruption of ultimate power without his fleshly body splitting apart!

"This is impossible. How could anyone break through in the blink of an eye?" Fang Hanshan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He was nearly eighty years old and had never heard of anyone breaking through during battle, let alone in the blink of an eye. Unless this person had been hiding his true strength from the beginning, pretending to be a pig while eating the tiger!

Panic began to take root in his heart. Just what heaven-defying encounter had this rebellious slave obtained? Even a young Martial Saint could not possibly cultivate this quickly, could he?

He truly regretted it now. If he had strictly disciplined Fang Jian Xing, enforced the family rules, and refrained from abusing his servants, perhaps the Fang Family could have befriended this monster and made him owe them a favor.

"Damn it! It's all too late... This monster must be destroyed!"

Chu Feng secretly let out a long breath of relief. Fortunately, he had succeeded in breaking through. Otherwise, he would have been thinking about how to escape by now.

He had not expected Fang Hanshan to possess such a bizarre move that transformed him into a demon. He really had become too swollen with confidence.

When Li Zhenshan had taught him this lesson before, Chu Feng had not taken it to heart. He had not expected to be slapped in the face so soon.

While the two men were each absorbed in their own thoughts, they had no idea that everyone watching the battle in the street was standing there dumbfounded.

Wang Chaosheng and Li Nantian were especially drenched in cold sweat. They had considered taking action to capture Chu Feng and curry favor with Fang Hanshan. Fortunately, they had not acted rashly.

Wang Chaosheng could not help asking, "Magistrate Yang, you're widely experienced and knowledgeable. What did Fang Hanshan mean by the limit of body tempering?"

Yang Chenwu shook his head. "I was born into a poor family myself. How would I know such secrets of the higher levels of martial arts..."

"But judging from Young Hero Chu's performance, he should have cultivated each stage to its limit, granting him strength and speed far beyond those of martial artists at the same level. That's why he can fight above his level and kill Bone Forging martial artists as easily as slaughtering chickens!"

"Patriarch of the Fang Family, come and die!"

Chu Feng shouted. His already tall body swelled another degree, and the Bone Forging Realm allowed him to erupt with even more physical energy.

The Vajra Mingwang Demon Subduing Diagram on his body had been soaked in blood, making its aura increasingly mystical.

Chu Feng shot forward once more like a bolt of lightning. His right fist transformed into a soaring spirit crane, carrying a piercing bird cry as it flew toward Fang Hanshan's throat, eyes, heart, lungs, and every other vulnerable part of his body.

"I refuse to believe that, at the peak of Bone Forging and with a demonic body, I still can't beat you!"

Fang Hanshan also hardened his heart. Gritting his teeth, he charged forward, intending to pick up the Silver Short Sword from the ground.

With this Divine Weapon, he was certain he could pierce Chu Feng's incomparably tough flesh.

Unfortunately, Chu Feng gave him no such opportunity. His fists were as fast as lightning, and their powerful strength and speed made it impossible for Fang Hanshan to reach the sword.

Fang Hanshan felt pressure entirely different from before.

The killing power of his opponent's fists had increased enormously.

Every time the two collided, he could feel his flesh wailing. His bones were buckling under the strain, emitting faint cracking sounds. If not for the astonishing regenerative power of his demonic body, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Borrowing the force of their collision, Chu Feng retreated to the wall. The muscles in his thighs surged with power, and then he drove his foot heavily into the wall.

"Rumble!"

The wall collapsed beneath his tremendous strength. Using the rebound, Chu Feng shot toward Fang Hanshan at even greater speed.

"Crane Soaring, A Hundred Birds Cry Thunder!"

This was the perfected ultimate meaning of Chu Feng's Serpentine Crane Hand Art, and it was the first time he had used it.

Chu Feng's hands grew faster and faster. Overlapping fist shadows resembled countless spirit cranes, carrying terrifying power capable of piercing through everything as they enveloped all the vital points around Fang Hanshan's body!

Fierce and swift, Fang Hanshan could barely defend against a few strikes before he was swallowed by countless Crane Beak Strikes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The sounds of flesh exploding rang constantly beside Fang Hanshan's ears. His self-healing could no longer keep up.

In the space of a single breath, his body had become riddled with holes, resembling the bullet marks left after being swept by a machine gun.

"Ugh... How can I die at the hands of a servant?"

Fang Hanshan struggled to reach for the Silver Short Sword, but his grievously injured body had suffered a severe drop in speed and strength.

Chu Feng was faster. He snatched up the Silver Short Sword, then brought it crashing down onto Fang Hanshan's head!

A huge head flew into the air and rolled to a stop in front of Wang Chaosheng. Those dead, unblinking eyes drenched him in cold sweat.

[Slain a late-stage Bone Forging martial artist. Plundered 36 years of lifespan!]