Combining Virtual and Real! White Ape Cloak!

Before him, Kuang Fei was pushing his Blood Energy to the limit. His robes billowed as if caught in a gale, and his blood and qi manifested as a mist, wrapping around his body like a Blood Veil. It was clear that the density of his Blood Energy had surpassed the initial stage and entered the realm of the "Blood Veil"!

"Die!"

Pushing his Blood Energy to its absolute peak, Kuang Fei knew this state could not be maintained for long. With a savage roar, he wasted no time. A blood-red shadow flickered as if he had forcibly shortened the distance between them, and he unleashed a heavy punch that dragged a crimson afterimage behind it, the force of the blow rushing forward like a gale.

"Come on!"

This pressure did not alarm Su Hao; instead, it thrilled him. He channeled his Tiger Gallant Force, and a faint metallic luster seemed to coat his fists. Unbreakable and indomitable, he struck out with a punch that roared like a savage tiger, accompanied by a crisp, tearing sound.

"Crack!!"

The two fists collided, neither side yielding an inch. A deafening explosion echoed through the cave, stinging their eardrums!

A violent gust of wind raged, sending the sand, stones, and dirt beneath their feet swirling into the air.

One collision, and they were evenly matched!

"Again!"

Under the influence of his surging Blood Energy, Kuang Fei's emotions grew high and bloodthirsty. Failing to overwhelm Su Hao in a single strike, he roared loudly. With his arms and fists wreathed in crimson mist, he unleashed a flurry of fierce, heavy punches, giving Su Hao no room to breathe or recover.

A gleam of excitement ignited in Su Hao's eyes. Since his transmigration, he had been training in seclusion, longing for an opponent to test what he had learned. Kuang Fei's Blood Energy was dense, and his strength was greater than he had imagined, setting his blood boiling and his fighting spirit soaring!

Ape Form Fist!

Su Hao's arms swung, flexible as whips, his fists striking like hammers. With every swing, his heavy fists whistled through the air.

Just as a man wielding a rigid iron hammer against a hard wall would find his hands jarred and pained by the recoil, a flexible-handled hammer could bend, absorbing the shock without sacrificing lethality.

This was the fundamental essence of the Ape Form Fist: arms flexible as whips to strike from a distance, fists heavy as hammers to deliver devastating damage, all while minimizing the recoil from striking an enemy!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The shadows of their fists intertwined, colliding in rapid succession. The sound of explosive impacts was constant, and the sharp wind whipped up sand and stones in every direction.

Kuang Fei's Blood Energy is indeed dense; by covering his body, he can mitigate the impact... Otherwise, someone like Zhang Wenxuan would have had his bones shattered by my fist force in a single exchange!

Su Hao marveled inwardly. Kuang Fei's strength was truly impressive; his dense Blood Energy formed a veil that shielded his body and dulled the force of the blows.

Damn it! How is this brat so terrifying? Not only is his physical body formidable, but the fist technique he practices is also bizarre and profound. And he hasn't even erupted his Blood Energy yet?

Kuang Fei, however, was growing anxious. He had attacked with all his might, hoping to crush his opponent with thunderous momentum, but he couldn't break through. The fact that his opponent hadn't even unleashed his Blood Energy was terrifying—and he knew that once he erupted his own, he wouldn't be able to sustain it for long!

Yet, Kuang Fei did not know that Su Hao had not even cultivated Blood Energy yet, so he naturally could not erupt it.

"Damn it!"

Kuang Fei cursed under his breath, but his body suddenly trembled slightly. His blood and qi were in disarray; his body was struggling to handle the sustained, extreme exertion!

The moment Kuang Fei's breathing faltered, Su Hao keenly captured the opening. He lunged forward, his right fist carrying an explosive force that tore through the air with a cracking sound, like a cannonball.

"Got you!"

Kuang Fei's eyes turned bloodshot. Realizing this was his only chance to turn the tide, he gathered his Blood Energy into his hands and unleashed a grappling technique, reaching for Su Hao's fist and wrist. He intended to bind his movements and force a close-quarters brawl, the only way to break Su Hao's seemingly flawless heavy punches!

"Oh no!"

Kuang Fei's hands accurately caught Su Hao's fist and wrist, but his pupils suddenly contracted. Intercepting and catching this punch had been far too easy. Su Hao's strike, which appeared to be a powerful killing blow, was actually a feint!

This was the "Ape Spirit Force" of the Ape Form Fist. Its power could combine the real with the illusory, shifting unpredictably. While the punch looked powerful and sounded impressive, it was merely a lure to draw the enemy in!

Kuang Fei realized his mistake, but this single misjudgment sealed his fate.

Su Hao closed the distance. His left palm, soft and silent as a gentle breeze, pressed against Kuang Fei's abdomen. From his palm and pores, a dense, highly penetrative force erupted instantly.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the force of the palm strike was so immense that it sent the sturdy, two-hundred-pound Kuang Fei flying off his feet. He slammed heavily into the cave wall, causing rocks to crumble, and spat out a mouthful of blood. A few seconds later, his body slowly slid down the wall!

Su Hao wanted to keep him alive, so he channeled his Internal Energy and held back thirty percent of his strength, but even so, the strike had nearly shifted Kuang Fei's internal organs.

The intense, short-lived battle ended with Su Hao's total victory.

These three martial artists were all elite experts of the Flying Cloud Gang, but before Su Hao—who had completed the fusion of the three forces, cultivated Internal Energy, and recovered twenty to thirty percent of his peak strength—they were still not enough!

"Take one more step, and I'll cripple your limbs!"

Su Hao's icy voice rang out.

It was Zhang Wenxuan. His arms had been crippled by Su Hao, but his injuries were the lightest. Seeing the situation turn dire, he had tried to sneak away.

But as Su Hao's voice reached his ears, a wave of terror surged in Zhang Wenxuan's heart. He did not doubt for a second that Su Hao would do exactly as he said. His legs felt as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't take another step!

Zhang Wenxuan was shocked and incredulous. This kid... is he really only fifteen or sixteen? Even Hall Master Kuang Fei, whose Blood Energy has undergone a qualitative change, was crushed by him? Such a monster... among all the young geniuses in Longshan City, there are probably only a handful!

The three of them had thought dealing with a teenager would be easy, but the result proved the boy was no lamb for the slaughter—he was a man-eating tiger!

"Speak. Tell me everything you know about my father. Although I don't enjoy torturing defeated foes, I do know quite a few punishments that can make life worse than death."

Su Hao stared at Zhang Wenxuan. His tone was calm, but the chill and pressure behind it made cold sweat drip down Zhang Wenxuan's forehead.

Zhang Wenxuan gritted his teeth. Rather than being humiliated and tortured, it was better to cooperate and perhaps have a chance at survival.

Zhang Wenxuan whispered, "Young Hero Su... your father did indeed have a conflict with our Flying Cloud Gang. Our Young Master was teaching a lowly commoner a lesson when Su Yu happened to pass by and couldn't help but speak up for justice. It brought disaster upon himself... The Young Master was accompanied by several experts from the Flying Cloud Gang, and your father, Su Yu, was taken into custody."

Su Hao listened in silence. Su Yu's temper was indeed the type to draw his sword whenever he saw injustice. The origin of the conflict with the Flying Cloud Gang was simple: he couldn't stand them bullying the innocent, and it had cost him dearly!