Liang Hangzhou's hair and beard bristled as he suddenly struck with his left hand, unleashing Throat-Piercing Heart-Lock straight at He Chen's vital throat.
Caught off guard, He Chen could only raise his arm in a panic to block.
But in that instant, Liang Hangzhou's flow of force shifted, his claw turning into a fist.
It slipped straight around He Chen's defense, the fist stamping directly into his chest.
"Formless Movement."
The essence of Through-Arm Fist was displayed to the fullest in Liang Hangzhou's hands!
Crack!
A faint sound of bone breaking suddenly rang out.
He Chen staggered back five steps, clutching his bleeding chest as he roared:
"Are you fucking crazy?!"
He had never expected Liang Hangzhou to attack the moment they disagreed!
One had to know that for old martial artists like them, every bit of blood and vitality used was one bit less.
What was depleted was almost impossible to replenish.
That was why everyone treasured every chance to make a move, doing their utmost to restrain themselves from drawing on their blood and vitality.
It was also why conflicts between Transforming Force martial artists erupted far less often than those between Bright-Dark Force martial artists!
Yet Liang Hangzhou simply refused to play by the rules.
Just to vent his disciple Li Chuan's anger, he had wasted one chance to act just to punch him.
Was that really necessary?!
Liang Hangzhou said coldly:
"Is Pine Wind Martial Hall a place you can come and go as you please?"
If directly attacking Zhang Chengfeng would not have broken the rules,
he would have wanted to punch Zhang Chengfeng straight into the mud.
Did Zhang Chengfeng really think that just because he was old, his disciple could be bullied at will?
He Chen's face shifted between green and red, but