Three Grandmasters?

"They instigated this?"

Tang Jie stared at the three figures in the distance. He knew this group of mountain bandits was merely cannon fodder hired by them. Their objective was to see if Tang Jie had lost his combat ability due to poisoning. The result was obvious: even potent poison couldn't overcome the deeply cultivated Tang Jie.

"Big brother, it seems the Reverse Blood Powder didn't work on this kid. We'll have to go at him directly," said Du Ying, the youngest of the Du Tang Three Fiends, his expression a mix of solemnity and excitement.

"Mm, let's use the Hua Gang Pills," said Du Meng, dressed in black with a scar on his head, nodding slightly.

All three took out a black pill from their robes and swallowed it in one gulp.

The Hua Gang Pill was a medicine they obtained from the Medicine King Sect. Its effect was simple: it overdrafted potential, allowing an unparalleled martial artist to advance further, briefly achieving Qi Condensation into Gang Qi, possessing Grandmaster-level cultivation!

In reality, the biggest difference between an unparalleled martial artist and a Grandmaster was the gap in cultivation. True qi and gang qi were entirely different concepts. This Hua Gang Pill could grant an unparalleled martial artist Grandmaster-level combat power for a short time!

"Crack, crack, crack!"

As the effects of the Hua Gang Pill took hold, the three men's bones emitted a series of cracking sounds. The true qi within their bodies circulated rapidly, gradually condensing into gang qi.

"Let's go meet him."

Feeling the incredibly powerful force within their bodies, the three men's eyes blazed with ferocity as they slowly walked towards Tang Jie.

Tang Jie also calmly moved towards the three. He was tall, and his movements carried a heavy pressure as he stepped over the corpses littering the ground.

"What astonishing auras!"

Inside the Qingshan Temple residence, Tang Tianhao and Du Jue's expressions shifted slightly. They sensed three auras, each exuding an extreme sense of danger, like three ferocious beasts!

Du Jue and Tang Tianhao pushed themselves to their feet and went to the doorway. They saw the corpses and severed heads on the ground, and in the distance, the Du Tang Three Fiends dressed in black.

"It's the Du Tang Three Fiends!"

Tang Tianhao's expression tightened upon seeing the trio.

The Du Tang Three Fiends were wanted criminals, all unparalleled martial artists. Tang Tianhao had seen their wanted posters; the three had very distinctive features, making them instantly recognizable.

"These three are not right... their auras are no less than Tang Jie's; they are Martial Arts Grandmasters!" Du Jue said with extreme gravity. The air around Du Meng and the other two was slightly distorted, like it was being scorched by flames – that was the surging gang qi within them, which they could barely control!

Three Martial Arts Grandmasters? This made Tang Tianhao's heart clench with extreme worry.

Du Jue, in particular, recognized the leader among the three, Du Meng, as the one who had disguised himself as a hunter earlier.

"He was the one who poisoned us?" This made Du Jue grit his teeth in hatred. He knew it had to be Du Meng who had feigned distress to lure him, with the intention of poisoning his water bucket and causing Tang Jie and the others to be poisoned.

Du Jue wanted to go help, but with the lingering poison in his system, he had no combat power. He could only hope Tang Jie could handle it.

"Who are you people? Why do you want to harm us?" Tang Jie looked at the three before him, seemingly oblivious to the auras they emanated.

Du Meng smiled slightly, "We are the Du Tang Three Fiends. As for why we want your lives, it's naturally because you are wanted criminals with a high bounty. Killing you and your father and taking your heads will allow us to have your bounties revoked at the yamen. Is that clear enough?"

"So that's how it is." Tang Jie nodded. He and Tang Tianhao were wanted, and news traveled fast. Even though they were in seclusion at Qingshan Temple, they had still been found. These three wanted to claim the bounty on their heads.

"Big brother, let's do it. I can't wait to wring this kid's head off!"

Du Li, the burly man among the Three Fiends, had bulging muscles and prominent veins. The Hua Gang Pill's effects had reached their peak, not only boosting his strength but also making his emotions incredibly volatile, making him eager to unleash it.

"Go! Kill this kid!" With the medicinal effects at their peak, Du Meng wasted no time and gave the order to quickly kill Tang Jie.

Tang Jie was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and now, with the help of the Hua Gang Pill, the three of them had also briefly achieved the cultivation of Qi Condensation into Gang Qi. They didn't believe they could lose in a three-on-one fight!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The burly Du Li walked towards Tang Jie step by step. With each step, his feet left prints an inch or two deep in the ground. The clothes he wore, agitated by the gang qi, bulged like a layer of armor, exuding a tough texture, as if the fabric was harder than metal.

Du Li practiced the Iron Cloth Shirt martial art. This art was very similar to the Golden Bell Shield, both belonging to defensive external martial arts. The cultivation difficulty of the Iron Cloth Shirt was no less than that of the Golden Bell Shield, requiring prolonged external training. Once the Iron Cloth Shirt reached mastery and internal energy was profound, the skin became tough, like wearing a layer of iron armor.

When hard, it was impervious to blades and spears; when soft, the body was like cotton or leather, capable of easily deflecting blows from clubs and staffs without any damage to bones or muscles!

Now, under the effect of the Hua Gang Pill, Du Li's cultivation rivaled that of a Grandmaster. His Iron Cloth Shirt was ten times stronger than before. With gang qi circulating, his body shimmered with an iron-like glow, as if he were clad in a layer of tough iron.

"I'll take his blade head-on. When he draws his saber, that will be his death!"

Du Li muttered to himself. They had investigated Tang Jie before coming, knowing his saber techniques were formidable, and had witnessed them firsthand. Their strategy was simple: one of them would draw Tang Jie's saber, while the other two would attack from the flanks, killing him in one fell swoop!

And the only one confident enough to withstand Tang Jie's saber strike was naturally Du Li, who practiced the external martial art, the Iron Cloth Shirt!

Du Li believed that by using the Hua Gang Pill to achieve Qi Condensation into Gang Qi, even if he couldn't defeat Tang Jie, he could easily withstand one of his saber strikes.

Du Jue and Tang Tianhao watched the scene in the arena nervously. They knew Tang Jie's strength, but these three before them, using some unknown means, had all experienced a surge in cultivation. They were also Grandmaster-level. Facing three of them, even Tang Jie might not be able to cope. A single mistake could lead to his demise.

"Still not drawing your saber?"

Du Li approached Tang Jie with full concentration. He was already within three meters of Tang Jie, and his brow furrowed. He knew Tang Jie could kill enemies within three meters with his saber, but Tang Jie hadn't drawn it yet?

"I don't know what methods you used to achieve Qi Condensation into Gang Qi, but I will let you understand... what a gap is!"

Tang Jie stared at Du Li, who had approached within three meters. His voice was filled with calmness and a hint of coldness – it was confidence! Confidence in his own strength! Confidence that he could win even when facing three Martial Arts Grandmasters!

"This kid..." Du Li's eyes narrowed, a ferocious look appearing on his face. He could no longer wait for Tang Jie to draw his saber and chose to attack proactively. He stomped his foot on the ground and charged out like a cannonball, his arms spread wide to embrace Tang Jie. He was full of confidence in his Iron Cloth Shirt, showing no defense whatsoever!

However...

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a blinding golden light erupted from Tang Jie's body. The void trembled violently, and an unimaginably surging power surged out, causing Du Li's pouncing momentum to falter slightly.

Du Li's eyes stung from the blinding golden light. He saw a terrifying sight: Tang Jie before him had turned golden all over, like a Golden Arhat from legends!

Boyhood Art. Boyhood Golden Body!

An endless power seemed to surge within him. Tang Jie gripped the hilt of his blade and instantly drew it. A chilling flash of steel streaked past, its cold light rendered golden by the surging gang qi emanating from Tang Jie.

"Ch!"

The blade sliced through Du Li's chest without a sound. Du Li's pride, the Iron Cloth Shirt, proved utterly useless as it was cut open. Du Li felt as if he were floating on clouds. His severed upper body, propelled by the momentum of his lunge, flew over Tang Jie's head before crashing to the ground!

"How... how is this possible?"

Du Li propped himself up on his arms and turned his head, staring blankly at Tang Jie, who stood as if he hadn't moved, while his own remaining half-body softly collapsed before Tang Jie!

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