Twin Eagles

In the blink of an eye, it was noon the next day. Zhang Yunhao was intercepted by two men, one in front and one behind.

Zhang Yunhao could tell they meant trouble. He flicked the Zhang Clan uniform on his body and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? How dare you provoke our Zhang Clan?"

"Of course we wouldn't dare provoke the Zhang Clan. But we're Zhang Clan members too."

The burly man in front, wearing a pair of iron gloves, Black Eagle sneered. "You little bastard, you were truly hard to find. I won't let you die easily."

Zhang Yunhao understood at once and said coldly, "Did Zhang Yuntang send you?"

"You actually dared to overestimate yourself and compete with Fifth Young Master for the spot. Did you really think you could make it back alive?"

The equally brawny but darker-skinned man behind him, Iron Eagle, wore a mocking expression. That was right—they were the two brothers Zhang Zhiyan had sent to hunt down Zhang Yunhao.

Zhang Yunhao's gaze grew somewhat grave. This time would not be easy. As he set down his bow, arrows, and the other things on him, he asked, "May I ask your honored names? I haven't seen either of you in the Zhang Clan before."

"Trying to stall for time? Useless. You're dead for sure. It wasn't easy for us brothers to join the Zhang Clan, and we must use your head to secure our position."

Black Eagle gave a sinister chuckle, then sighed. "For Rogue Cultivators like us, joining a Lineage isn't easy. This time, we spent all our savings from before just to find a way in."

"Two Rogue Cultivators?"

Zhang Yunhao did not feel relieved. Though they were Rogue Cultivators and weaker than Lineage disciples, their age was there for all to see—their cultivation was not low. He might not even be able to handle one of them, much less two!

Moreover, Rogue Cultivators were even more ruthless, because every day they danced on the edge of a blade, every day they fought for their lives!

Even so, Zhang Yunhao was not afraid. He sneered coldly. "You really think you've got me in the bag?"

"Isn't that obvious? You piece of trash who only just broke through to the True Qi Realm—I can kill you with one hand."

Black Eagle walked forward disdainfully. His Killing Intent toward Zhang Yunhao was intense, not only because this concerned their future, but also because Zhang Yunhao was a Lineage disciple, which made him jealous.

"You Lineage disciples truly have it good. From the moment you're born, you have good martial arts and ample resources. Unlike us, who have to risk our lives even for one complete low-grade martial art."

Iron Eagle was equally jealous of Zhang Yunhao, while also utterly contemptuous. "You really are worthless. With such excellent conditions, you only broke through to the True Qi Realm at eighteen. Trash like you has no right to remain in this world!"

Because of his disdain, Iron Eagle did not step forward. He believed Black Eagle would definitely win. Wasn't that only natural? If the two brothers could not even kill a kid who had just broken through, how could they have survived until now?

Good. Only one of them is coming up. That means I have a chance.

Zhang Yunhao's heart stirred with delight, but his expression remained grave as he assumed the stance of the Tiger Form Fist. Black Eagle looked disdainful. "Let me show you my Eagle Claw Skill!"

As he spoke, Black Eagle leaped up like a true goshawk, his claw striking through the air at Zhang Yunhao as swiftly as lightning. There were not many changes in the move, but it carried years of cultivation and experience—fast and vicious!

Zhang Yunhao was utterly fearless. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a sharp arrow shot from the sleeve on his left arm toward Black Eagle.

"A Sleeve Arrow? You think that'll work?"

Black Eagle sneered. With a twist of his Eagle Claw, he knocked the bolt aside. At that moment, Zhang Yunhao's spine arched like a dragon's bow, and he pounced like a true fierce tiger. His Tiger Claw, carrying the sound of thunder, seized toward Black Eagle's throat. This strike possessed both form and spirit.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yunhao's cultivation was far inferior to Black Eagle's. Black Eagle tilted his head aside in time and reached out to catch Zhang Yunhao's Tiger Claw.

Fortunately, Zhang Yunhao had long reached the realm where hardness and softness worked in harmony. He could unleash and withdraw at will, changing his move at the last moment. His claw became a fist that smashed into Black Eagle's right shoulder. With a heavy boom, Black Eagle screamed and flew backward into a large tree. The tree rustled violently, shedding many leaves.

"One hand to kill me? What the hell do you think you are?"

Zhang Yunhao landed on the ground and charged toward Black Eagle with a disdainful sneer.

"Big Brother! Zhang Yunhao, I'll kill you!"

Seeing his brother injured, Iron Eagle flew into a rage. He charged at Zhang Yunhao like a beast, reaching him in just a few strides, then brought down a fist that was fierce and mighty.

Zhang Yunhao had no choice but to turn around. A Leopard Fist, accompanied by the crack of exploding air, met Iron Eagle's punch.

With a bang, airwaves rolled and fallen leaves scattered. Iron Eagle did not move an inch, while Zhang Yunhao staggered back several steps, pain shooting through his fist. Fortunately, his muscles trembled, dispersing most of the force.

"Die, trash!"

Iron Eagle charged forward again, both fists swinging repeatedly, each one hammering toward Zhang Yunhao's chest like an iron mallet.

"His cultivation is far deeper than mine."

Zhang Yunhao narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he moved like a snake, as though he truly had no bones, constantly darting between the trees—because of his improved comprehension, he now possessed a deeper understanding and command of the Five Forms Fist.

Iron Eagle threw several punches without hitting him. Instead, he struck a small tree beside them, sending it crashing down with a rustle.

Zhang Yunhao's eyelid twitched. If he took one of those punches head-on, he would probably be finished here today!

After failing several times in a row to hit Zhang Yunhao, Iron Eagle grew increasingly furious. With a dark face, he roared, "Kid, wasn't your mouth pretty big just now? Why are you doing nothing but dodging now?"

Zhang Yunhao did not answer. Instead, from behind a large tree, he hurled a throwing knife at Iron Eagle like an arrow. Yet Iron Eagle neither dodged nor defended. The knife struck his chest as if it had hit old cowhide and bounced away, piercing only his clothes.

"As expected, Iron Cloth Shirt."

Zhang Yunhao was not surprised. Earlier, when he saw Iron Eagle's dark, rough skin and tensed muscles, he had known the man cultivated a hard-body martial art. This merely confirmed it!

Low-grade martial arts were easy to discern from outward signs; Zhang Clan Academy taught all of this. But profound martial arts, such as Indestructible Vajra, left no visible trace whatsoever.

"Hahaha, kid, now you know how formidable I am, don't you? You're dead today. Before you die, I'll smash your bones to pieces, one by one."

Iron Eagle laughed triumphantly, but Zhang Yunhao merely sneered. "You can't kill me. You'll only die here alongside your big brother!"

At that moment, Black Eagle suppressed the injury in his right shoulder. His heart was filled with violent rage as he charged at Zhang Yunhao with a savage expression, roaring, "Kid, I'd like to see how you're going to kill me!"

Of the two brothers, Black Eagle cultivated the Eagle Claw Skill and possessed excellent lightness skill, while Iron Eagle cultivated the Iron Cloth Shirt and had immense strength. Their coordination was why they had survived until now.

Now, Black Eagle charged over in blazing fury. Once he entangled Zhang Yunhao, the two brothers would besiege him together, and Zhang Yunhao would undoubtedly die!

Zhang Yunhao knew he could not keep dodging. He directly pulled several black balls from his waist and smashed them onto the ground. Bang! Bang! Bang! Vast clouds of smoke billowed out!

These were smoke bombs found everywhere, though they were only useful against low-level opponents. Once one reached the Divine Sea Realm, they could lock onto targets with their mind, rendering them useless.