Snow Silkworm Treasure Armor, Kill Zhao Xuan!

"You're the one who killed Wu Heng?"

Zhao Xuan was shocked and angry. "Who exactly are you, and how have I offended you? Why don't you just state your demands? Perhaps our grievances can be resolved!"

Su Mu stared coldly at the Smiling Tiger before him and spoke calmly.

"There is indeed a way to resolve this."

"Please, enlighten me."

"The method of resolution is for people, not for beasts." After speaking, Su Mu took a light breath. His aura suddenly changed, as if a fierce tiger was panting. The qi and blood within him, the Force, surged like a turbulent river breaking through a dam, emitting a faint rushing sound.

The Limit Break State was activated instantly.

Crack!

He pressed a palm against the door. Force erupted from his palm, shattering the ironwood bolt as thick as an arm through the wooden door. Wood chips flew everywhere.

Boom!

The moment the study door burst open, Su Mu stepped inside.

Zhao Xuan's expression was solemn. He had reached the Eighth Rank Bone Forging realm two years ago. With his strength, he could also shatter a wooden door with a single palm strike; it wasn't difficult. However, the other party hadn't directly smashed the door, but instead shattered the wooden bolt through the door panel without damaging the door itself. This was extremely difficult, at least something he couldn't do.

This indicated that the other party's control over Force had been refined to an extremely high level, far surpassing his own!

"Since you don't wish to talk, then die!"

The Black Tiger Gang, which had grown into the largest gang in the area within a few short years under Zhao Xuan's leadership, was certainly not to be trifled with. Seeing that negotiation was impossible, he decided to drop the pretense.

His eyes widened suddenly. His previously refined scholarly demeanor transformed, revealing a dangerous, cold, and brutal aura, like a jackal eyeing its prey.

Gale Force surges!

A fierce wind suddenly whipped through the study. Crack, crack. The tea set inside was swept up and shattered one after another. Zhao Xuan let out a low growl, his body slightly hunched. The instant Su Mu stepped into the study, he struck towards Su Mu's face.

First strike, best strike!

Ninth Rank Refining Strength into Force, Eighth Rank Bone Forging reaching the marrow. Eighth Rank martial artists have their bones tempered, their physiques strengthened, breaking through the limits of ordinary human bodies, multiplying their strength compared to Qi Refining Martial Artists. Their entire skeletal structure is cast like fine iron, capable of tearing apart tigers and wolves with bare hands.

Swish, swish, swish!

The gale was mixed with fragments of shattered tea sets, turning into sharp blades that covered the entire entrance of the study like a storm of pear blossoms.

Facing this punch, even a thick wall would be shattered.

"This is... Gale Fist."

Su Mu's eyes narrowed. With his current mastery of fist techniques, he could see that Wu Heng's skill in Gale Fist was not inferior to Zhao Xuan's. However, there was a gap in their realms. When wielded by Zhao Xuan, the power of Gale Fist was more than doubled!

What surprised Zhao Xuan, however, was that Su Mu showed no signs of dodging. Instead, he took a step forward, appearing ready to trade blows.

If he had dodged immediately, he might have sustained some minor injuries... Now, this person not only isn't dodging but wants to fight me to the death. He's truly foolish.

Zhao Xuan cursed him as an idiot inwardly, unable to suppress his elation. He hadn't expected the person who killed Wu Heng to be such a fool. If he had known this earlier, why would he have needed to use the Black Mountain Army to eliminate this guy?

The outcome of this battle was decided the moment the opponent refused to dodge. For this person to trade blows, he would have to withstand his attack head-on. Even if he could endure this punch, why should he engage in a head-on clash with him?

Even if they were to clash, beneath his clothes, he wore the Snow Silkworm Treasure Armor he had brought from the Clear Wind Gang. Zhao Xuan was already in an invincible position.

Furthermore, this was Zhao Xuan's territory. There were still twenty to thirty Black Tiger Gang members in the courtyard, along with three or four Ninth Rank Qi Refining Martial Artists, including two at the Hidden Force level. Once this person was injured, he wouldn't be able to escape. Tonight, this place would become Su Mu's burial ground!

At this moment, Zhao Xuan could already imagine the scene of this foolish fellow's flesh and blood flying, his screams echoing.

However, the next moment, Zhao Xuan's elation abruptly halted. The scene he had envisioned did not occur.

Thump, thump, thump!

The hundreds of tea set fragments, carried by the gale like sharp blades, exploded the moment they touched Su Mu's skin, turning into piles of dust, as if Su Mu were covered by an invisible armor.

"What is this?"

The next moment, Zhao Xuan truly felt the presence of this invisible armor. A layer of constantly vibrating Force enveloped Su Mu's body. The instant his fist struck Su Mu's flesh and blood, this already rapidly circulating Force layer suddenly transformed into countless turbulent streams, dispersing, transferring, and neutralizing the solidified Force and power of his punch!

After taking Zhao Xuan's punch, Su Mu's body only swayed slightly.

What goes around comes around. Su Mu raised his right fist. The moment his five fingers clenched.

Roar!

A high-pitched tiger's roar descended upon Qingshui Town once again. This time, the momentum was even more terrifying than when Wu Heng died.

Perfected Tiger Subduing Fist, Vajra Tiger Subduing!

A punch swiftly broke through the air.

Boom!

Zhao Xuan let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward like a cannonball. Rumble. Several bookshelves in the room were instantly shattered by Zhao Xuan's body.

The power of the perfected Tiger Subduing Fist was astonishing, directly sending an Eighth Rank Bone Forging realm expert flying with a single punch!

However, after delivering this punch, Su Mu frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied.

"Something's not right."

Zhao Xuan's preparation against the Tiger Subduing Fist surprised Su Mu slightly, but everything else was within expectations. Zhao Xuan had made a judgment the moment the tiger's roar sounded, crossing his arms in front of his chest to block.

What truly made Su Mu suspicious was that he felt as if his punch had landed on something extremely elastic. Something on Zhao Xuan's body had absorbed part of the force of his punch.

Even so, Zhao Xuan wouldn't have felt good after taking that punch!

Cough, cough.

Amidst the mess, a figure staggered to his feet. Zhao Xuan, the foremost figure in Qingshui Town, was in a sorry state. Though his arms weren't directly broken, they were numb and throbbing with pain. He forced himself to take a breath, suppressing the churning blood and qi within him, and put on a triumphant expression.

"If I'm not mistaken... the power that dissolved my punch just now was Transforming Force."

Rip.

Zhao Xuan reached out and tore off the tattered rags he was wearing, revealing a crystal-clear, white inner armor. "But Transforming Force can't directly amplify the power of martial arts. And I, Zhao Xuan, have treasure armor protecting me. Your Tiger Subduing Fist can't kill me."

As he spoke, flames flickered outside the courtyard, and the sound of a tidal wave of dense footsteps was already encircling them from all directions.

"Quick, the commotion came from the inner courtyard! Let's hurry and check it out!"

The voices of the Black Tiger Gang members from the outer courtyard could be heard.

Zhao Xuan seized the opportunity to stuff a few pills into his mouth. Hearing the approaching footsteps, a look of confidence spread across his face.

He had heard similar words from the heavily armored strongman not long ago, except that fellow's head had been cut off by him, Su Mu.

A cold glint flashed in Su Mu's eyes. With a stern, silent expression, he took a step forward, his body like a startled bird spreading its wings.

In an instant, he covered several dozen feet.

"Such fast movement!"

Zhao Xuan was shocked, but as the foremost figure in Qingshui Town, he quickly made a calm judgment. He abandoned dodging altogether, intending to replicate his previous tactic and use his treasure armor to withstand Su Mu's attack again.

Su Mu also seemed to have learned no lesson, raising his fist and smashing it down again.

However, this time Zhao Xuan failed to notice that Su Mu was using his left fist, not his right.

"What can the lackeys of Vajra Temple do to me..."

Zhao Xuan watched Su Mu's fist descend with a cold gaze. A sudden, inexplicable sense of unease arose in his heart, and the mockery on his lips abruptly stopped.

The fist landed.

Thump!

With a muffled sound, a powerful force, far superior to Zhao Xuan's, penetrated the armor, directly scattering the force within Zhao Xuan's body before exploding at his beating heart.

Thump!

His heart was shattered by the force. Blood gushed from Zhao Xuan's seven orifices, and the triumphant expression on his face froze into one of utter disbelief and terror.

He looked down at the treasure armor on his body. The armor was intact.

"Why..."

The only response was the crisp sound of a neck being snapped.

Crack.

Zhao Xuan's eyes widened. Su Mu had directly snapped his neck. Just before he died completely, he saw a headless corpse clad in treasure armor crash to the ground.

Tonight, Zhao Xuan, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang and the foremost figure of Qingshui Town, met his end!