Blood Energy Properties! Defeat the Enemy in One Strike!

"Is my brother really going to spar with that big lug?"

Su Xiaoqing was equally worried, fearing that Su Hao would get hurt.

Su Hao did not delay, heading straight toward the martial arts arena. By now, dozens of people had already gathered outside the Su Family Fort training grounds.

Su Family Fort was only so big; with one side being Su Hao, who had secured a spot at the Martial Academy, and the other being Su Hu, a rather outstanding talent among the younger generation, their duel naturally drew a crowd eager to watch the spectacle.

"I heard Su Hu is challenging Su Hao for the Martial Academy spot, trying to prove he's more qualified."

"Su Hao's spot was earned through his father's many contributions to the Su Family. Now that Uncle Su Yu has gone missing... for Su Hu to kick a man while he's down and try to snatch the spot is just heartless! Why doesn't he go snatch the spots from Su Ye or Su Zhengfeng? It's just bullying the weak and fearing the strong!"

The Su Family disciples whispered among themselves. Some were just there for the drama, while others felt that since Su Hao's family was already struggling, Su Hu's actions were despicable and akin to hitting someone when they were down.

On a wide martial arts platform, Su Hu was already waiting. Pretending not to hear the surrounding gossip, he loosened his waist and wrists, going through his warm-up routine. Seeing Su Hao arrive, he flashed a toothy grin: "Su Hao, let's see whose practice of the Heavy Mountain Fist is better!"

Su Hao hopped onto the stage and stood opposite Su Hu. He said in a low voice: "Come on then. Let's finish this quickly; I still need to go home for dinner."

"Then... watch out!"

Su Hu didn't waste any more words. With a low shout, he chose to take the initiative.

"Roar!"

Su Hu's taut muscles and tendons instantly erupted with a crisp, snapping sound. He lunged forward, his blood and qi surging. In that leap, he resembled a fierce tiger breaking out of its cage, accompanied by a soul-shaking roar that was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart!

As he lunged, utilizing the momentum of his charge, Su Hu threw a fierce right punch. The fist tore through the air, creating a piercing, explosive sound, with a faint glimmer of blood-red energy flickering over his knuckles!

"Blood Energy... Su Hu has mastered the Heavy Mountain Fist!"

This sight caused all the Su Family disciples to look on with grave expressions, their eyes filled with awe and envy. Everyone knew the massive gap between a martial artist who had cultivated Blood Energy and one who hadn't.

Most people spent decades practicing the Heavy Mountain Fist without ever cultivating Blood Energy. Su Hu's ability to enter the realm of 'Energy' at seventeen proved he was truly a standout talent among the younger generation of the Su Family.

Su Hu had only cultivated his Blood Energy two months ago, and it was precisely because he had entered this realm that he had the confidence and backing to challenge Su Hao.

Before Su Hu's punch even arrived, a gust of wind rushed toward Su Hao's face.

Is this the Blood Energy produced by the Heavy Mountain Fist? Then I shall control my strength and speed to his level and use the "Heavy Mountain Fist" to face him. Let me experience the martial arts of this world.

This pressure made Su Hao excited rather than afraid. With his arm strength of over a thousand catties, comparable to a first-refinement martial artist, he could easily crush Su Hu with raw physical power alone, like an adult fighting a child, if he went all out.

However, Su Hao wanted to observe the characteristics of this Blood Energy, so he consciously controlled himself, using only fifty or sixty percent of his power.

Su Hao executed the Heavy Mountain Fist. This set of techniques moved blood and qi, making the strikes heavy as a mountain—simple yet profound. Once practiced to a high level, one could cultivate a heavy, dense Blood Energy. In this life, Su Hao had learned the Heavy Mountain Fist from his father since childhood and had attained a certain level of mastery!

Su Hao let his internal blood and qi boil, his physical functions instantly peaking. A surge of power rose from the soles of his feet, coursing through his legs and spine, gathering in his right fist. He threw a heavy punch, carrying a massive, weighty force—it was the Heavy Mountain Fist!

"Bang!"

The two heavy fists collided without any fancy tricks.

"Crack! Crack!"

There was a moment of silence, and then the two forces of the same nature refused to yield, colliding and creating a gust of wind out of thin air. It seemed as if visible ripples appeared in the air where their fists met, accompanied by a series of explosions like firecrackers.

"Has he also entered the realm of Energy?"

Feeling the equally fierce force transmitted from the fist, Su Hu's expression changed. Su Hao was two or three years younger than him, yet he had already cultivated Blood Energy!

Of course, Su Hao hadn't actually cultivated Blood Energy; he had used the technique of "Bright Energy" to deliver the same amount of force with greater destruction and lethality, allowing him to stand toe-to-toe with Su Hu's Blood Energy.

"Again!"

Though startled, Su Hu didn't stop. A wild roar erupted from his throat, and a follow-up strike, three times more fierce than the last, came crashing down!

The Heavy Mountain Fist emphasized continuous moves and layered force. The fist energy was like overlapping mountain ranges—endless, with each strike heavier than the last.

Although Su Hao had barely practiced the Heavy Mountain Fist in the last few months, the principles remained the same. He similarly urged his blood and qi, throwing his left fist out with an even heavier momentum than before!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two sides collided repeatedly. With every clash, force spilled out, whipping up gusts of wind. Fists and palms shifted at will, each strike heavier than the one before.

Is this the change that occurs after a martial artist enters the realm of Energy? When Blood Energy is channeled during combat, the destructive power is simply something the flesh and blood cannot withstand!

The intense battle kept all the Su Family disciples watching with wide, unblinking eyes, fearing they might miss a single detail. The combat between the two was like that of two human-shaped tigers.

"Su Hu is two or three years older than Su Hao, and he has excellent bone structure and a larger, more robust frame. If this drags on, it might be disadvantageous for Su Hao..."

The person most concerned about the outcome was undoubtedly Su Lie, who was breaking into a cold sweat for Su Hao.

Both had similar mastery of the Heavy Mountain Fist, both at the level of having cultivated Blood Energy. The key to victory would be their stamina and their ability to adapt on the fly. In Su Lie's eyes, the larger and more robust Su Hu had the advantage!

The two fighters had traded over a dozen blows in a short time, remaining evenly matched.

"I will be the one to win!"

Su Hu grew bolder as he fought. With his superior bone structure and robust physique, he had a distinct advantage in a prolonged fight. His blood was boiling, and he was confident that if he kept this up, he would be the winner.

However, suddenly, Su Hu's expression shifted. He launched a preemptive strike, a heavy punch imbued with "Blood Energy" aimed at Su Hao's chest. But instead of meeting him head-on as before, Su Hao used his palm to guide and deflect, employing a light, clever force that sent the punch veering off course!

"Oh no!"

Su Hu was shocked and hurriedly tried to pull back, but it was too late. Su Hao planted his right foot firmly and kicked out with his left, striking Su Hu in the abdomen.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Su Hu felt a sudden, sharp pain in his abdomen. The agony surged through his entire body, forcing him to stumble back several steps. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as his stomach twisted in knots.

Blood Force... it is a form of energy born from one's own qi and blood, capable of pushing the body's explosive limits. Compared to the internal force of martial arts, it has a tangible existence. The difference is like comparing an energy form to a physical layer. However, Su Hu's combat experience is quite naive, and his fist techniques are still confined to rigid patterns. I only had to change my stance slightly for him to fall for it.

Su Hao shook his head inwardly. He had roughly grasped the characteristics of this Blood Force, but he also felt that Su Hu was far too green. Even though he had tried his best to keep his own strength at the same level, he still couldn't exert even the slightest bit of pressure on him.

Is this the stance training of the Heavy Mountain Fist? But amidst the heaviness, there is a hint of agility, like a crane about to take flight!

Seeing Su Hao's posture, Su Lie couldn't help but brighten up.

The foundation of any martial art is stance training. Only when one masters the stance can they integrate their fist techniques; otherwise, it is nothing more than a flashy display. Just by looking at the posture Su Hao had assumed, although he didn't quite understand why Su Hao's lower body stance differed from the Heavy Mountain Fist, he could see that Su Hao's foundation was incredibly solid. There was movement within stillness—it wasn't a dead post, but a living one!

This indicated that Su Hao's foundation was far superior to Su Hu's. The outcome of this battle had already been decided.

"You have lost."

Su Hao looked at Su Hu and said calmly. He had held back his strength with that last kick; otherwise, a direct strike to Su Hu's abdomen would have been enough to severely injure him.

But Su Hu was hot-headed. With everyone watching, he let out a low growl: "Lost? I'm still standing, so I haven't lost! Come again!"

"Roar!"

With those words, Su Hu took a deep, sharp breath and let out a roar. His muscles bulged, a blood-red hue surfaced on his skin, and his aura suddenly turned violent.

"Su Hu... have you lost your mind? You're actually erupting your Blood Force?"

Su Lie was startled by this sight and shouted out in reprimand.

Erupting Blood Force meant pushing the energy within the body to its absolute limit, forcing the body's functions into an overload state. It was a desperate, life-or-death tactic that allowed one to transcend physical limits for a short time. It caused massive depletion of one's own Blood Force, and Su Hu would inevitably suffer damage to his qi and blood, requiring at least half a month of recovery.

Su Lie wanted to intervene, worried that someone might be severely injured under his watch, but seeing that Su Hao remained calm even in the face of Su Hu's eruption, he stopped himself, wanting to see how Su Hao would handle it.

With his body functions pushed beyond their limits by the Blood Force, Su Hu lunged forward again like a madman. He didn't throw a punch; instead, utilizing the explosive power of his Blood Force, he reached out with lightning speed, intending to use his sheer strength to suppress Su Hao by grabbing his shoulders!

"Got you!"

To Su Hu's delight, it seemed his attack was too fast for Su Hao to react, and he had caught him square on!

However, the moment his hands gripped Su Hao's shoulders, his expression changed.

He saw Su Hao's body give a sudden, slight shake, much like a crane ruffling and grooming its feathers. A snapping, vibrating force erupted, shaking Su Hu's claws loose and leaving his center wide open!

The "Crane Cry Force" cultivated through the Crane Form Fist was characterized by this snapping, inch-power vibration, capable of unleashing a lethal strike within a square inch of space at the shortest possible distance!

"Swish!"

As Su Hu's center was left wide open, Su Hao's right hand curled into a bird-beak shape. Fast as lightning, he pecked at Su Hu's chest before standing back in his original position. The movement was so swift that it was hard for the naked eye to track, as if he had never moved at all.

"Cough... cough, cough..."

Su Hu let out a violent cough, feeling a bone-deep pain surge through his entire body. Unable to endure it any longer, his body spasmed, and as if all his strength had been drained away, he collapsed limply to the ground!