"Mountain Splitting Fist!"
Zhang Yu let out a low shout, and his internal True Qi circulated at full power. The vast and scorching Innate True Qi surged out and gathered on his right fist.
He lowered his waist and assumed the starting stance of the introductory boxing technique of the Marquis Yong'an's Estate's mansion— the Mountain Splitting Fist.
There was no other way; Zhang Yu had spent three years cultivating First-Rank Cultivation, and mastering a low-level fist technique was already his limit.
As for the system, it only rewards one Martial Dao Divine Ability after ten days in prison, and that time hasn't come yet.
Seeing Zhang Yu's crude starting stance, almost everyone in the Heavenly Prison was stunned, their faces filled with astonishment and confusion.
Mountain Splitting Fist?
The name sounds impressive, but it's actually just the most basic introductory boxing style, with simple and direct moves and rough power generation.
In Lineage or sects with a bit of history, these are used to lay the foundation for newly initiated disciples; they don't even qualify as martial arts skills.
In any fight of a slightly higher level, no one would use something like this.
Zhang Yu, you're supposed to be a master of the Innate Realm, so why are you using such a low-level technique to try and take Grandmaster swordsman's killing move head-on?
At the very least, you could dodge it!
This isn't just being arrogant, this is downright... suicidal!
Moreover, it's an extremely foolish and pointless way to commit suicide!
Xiao Xuan, who had initially held a sliver of hope for Zhang Yu, believing he might have some hidden Trump Card, suddenly frowned deeply.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong?"
He wasn't some Great Being Reincarnation, or possessed a special inheritance?
Otherwise, in a life-or-death situation, why would one resort to such crude and inadequate martial arts techniques?
Xiao Xuan even began to doubt his own judgment, feeling that Zhang Yu was doomed, and even regretted betting on Zhang Yu.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhang Heng laughed so hard he almost fell over, tears welling up in his eyes, as if he had seen the biggest joke in the world.
"Zhang Yu, my dear Eldest Brother, are you scared out of your wits?"
Or did they know they were doomed, so they recklessly threw caution to the wind and tried to make us laugh in this way?
Using the Mountain Splitting Fist to counter Senior Sword's Autumn Water Sword?
You are... utterly ridiculous, hopelessly stupid!
Qin Xuehua and Qin Zhen felt a pang of heartache upon seeing Zhang Yu, the only heir of the Duke's family, act recklessly.
A complex emotion flashed in Qin Xuehua's eyes, but more than that, it was an indescribable sorrow and despair.
For herself, and for her only son who was about to die.
Qin Zhen closed his eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.
Regardless of Zhang Yu's identity, he was ultimately his grandson by blood. Seeing him die such a foolish and tragic death inevitably brought a bitter feeling to his heart.
The last trace of interest in Jian Wuwei's eyes vanished, leaving only pure indifference and disdain, as if he were merely crushing an ant on the roadside.
However, just when everyone thought Zhang Yu was doomed and the outcome was a foregone conclusion—
"BOOM--!!!"
The fist collided squarely with the condensed, azure Sword Qi, as clear as Autumn Water.
There was no devastating cutting sound as everyone had expected, nor the bloody scene of Zhang Yu being torn apart by a single sword.
With a deafening roar, an incredibly violent shockwave exploded outwards from the point of impact.
The Bluestone Slab on the Heavenly Prison floor were instantly shattered into dust, the fragments shooting out like bullets and striking the surrounding Black Iron bars with a dense clanging sound.
What truly astounded everyone was --
That incomparably sharp Autumn Water Sword Qi, capable of easily slaying an ordinary Innate Peak, actually... froze when it came into contact with Zhang Yu's fist, which was enveloped in blazing golden-red True Qi.
No, it's not just a stalemate.
On Zhang Yu's seemingly ordinary fist, golden-red True Qi surged wildly, actually scorching the indestructible Sword Qi, causing it to hiss and dim at a visible speed.
Zhang Yu himself only swayed violently, his feet sinking more than half a foot into the ground.
But that punch actually Jian Wuwei sword strike from the Grandmaster Jian Wuwei.
Evenly matched!
Although Zhang Yu was clearly at a disadvantage and suffered a hidden loss, he did indeed manage to block the attack.
There was no rout, no annihilation.
"How is that possible?!"
"This... this..."
Am I seeing things?
"Mountain Splitting Fist... blocked the Grandmaster's sword?"
"Is he really Xiantian?!"
After a brief silence, the Heavenly Prison erupted in a cacophony of incredulous gasps and gasps of shock.
Xiao Xuan's eyes widened suddenly as he stared intently at the figure standing tall amidst the Smoke and Dust. His previous doubts vanished instantly, replaced by a deeper shock and a hint of ecstasy!
"He blocked it! He actually blocked it!"
It wasn't martial arts skills, but his True Qi, and his Physical Body —that blazing, domineering True Qi.
This is definitely not ordinary Innate True Qi.
As Grandmaster, Xiao Xuan possessed exceptional insight and instantly discerned that Zhang Yu's ability to block the sword strike was not due to the crude "Mountain Splitting Fist" technique.
He relied on the incredibly high quality and absurdly powerful True Qi within his body, as well as the terrifying Physical Body strength that far surpassed that of his peers and was even comparable to that of Early Grandmaster stages of Body Refinement.
Overcome skill with force; one force can subdue ten techniques.
Qin Xuehua and Qin Zhen also suddenly opened their eyes.
Qin Xuehua was shocked, and her eyes revealed an indescribable emotion.
Qin Zhen trembled all over, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Zhang Yu, as if he were seeing his grandson for the first time.
Zhang Heng's arrogant laughter stopped abruptly, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat. His face turned red, and his eyes widened as if he had seen Zhang Yu.
He couldn't understand it, and he couldn't accept it!
That was a sword strike from Grandmaster!
How could that bastard Zhang Yu possibly stop him?
And it's using that kind of trashy boxing style?
The coldness and disdain on Jian Wuwei's face froze instantly, turning into a look of surprise and doubt.
He knew all too well the power of his sword strike; although he hadn't used his full strength, it was enough to instantly kill any Innate Peak.
But Zhang Yu actually accepted it, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
"This boy's True Qi... is incredibly domineering and intense."
The quality is so high that it's unheard of.
And his Physical Body strength... Could it be that he has also cultivated some extremely advanced Body Refining Cultivation Method?
Jian Wuwei's mind raced, and his gaze toward Zhang Yu shifted from looking at him like an ant to one filled with seriousness and... an even stronger greed.
"For him to withstand a Grandmaster's attack while only at the Xiantian Realm, he must be hiding a shocking secret."
Master Huichen, who had been keeping his head down, slightly raised his eyelids, a strange light flashing in his usually calm eyes.
He gave Zhang Yu a deep look, and softly chanted a Buddhist prayer. "Amitabha, well done, well done."
It's unclear whether they were marveling or feeling regret.
Hu Qingxuan almost dropped the Messaging Jade Token in her hand. Her mouth gaped open in an "O" shape, and her beautiful eyes were filled with excitement and curiosity as she quickly typed:
Sisters, what an amazing plot twist!
That Zhang Yu, the illegitimate son of the Dong Sheng Kingdom's royal family, actually used the most rubbish "Mountain-Splitting Fist" to block a Grandmaster's sword strike.
My goodness, I underestimated him.
To directly confront Grandmaster with one 'Xiantian innate Cultivation is something only the top ten on the Yuhua Prefecture Prodigy Ranking can accomplish.
He survived a Grandmaster's sword strike without dying, and was not even seriously injured.
Zhang Yu's punch, which defied everyone's expectations, instantly reversed everyone's perception of him.
This suddenly made the seemingly one-sided encirclement and attack more unpredictable and confusing.