The Heavenly Punishment Battle Strategy divided its force into two forms: binding and killing.
Its accompanying hand-to-hand techniques followed the same two paths. One sealed meridians and locked joints to seize and subdue an enemy; the other used palms and fingers as blades and spears, striking vital points. Anyone hit was left dead or crippled.
Fang Yuanyi was genuinely furious now.
His chopping palms fell like blades, his thrusting fingers struck like spears, and his Inner Force rolled on in waves, enveloping Chen Jing's vital points. Every blow sought a limb joint or his Dantian.
Chen Jing did not hold back either.
He met him with the Yin-Yang Wuji Seal.
Blood and qi surged through his body, bursting forth with the sounds of Tiger's Roar and Crane's Cry. His palms blurred into phantoms, moving with the crack of wind and thunder.
The Mountain Lord and Spirit Crane Palm forces crossed to meet the assault. Driven by Demon-Quelling True Qi, his palm strikes turned by turns fierce and scorching, then soft and icy.
In just a few breaths,
the two exchanged dozens of moves.
Li Muyuan and Zhou Jiyao watched in astonishment. Fang Yuanyi's binding and killing forces not only failed to suppress Chen Jing, but seemed to be losing ground with every exchange.
Chen Jing's Fire Force shattered the deep-green binding force in a single burst.
The dark killing force was more lethal, but whenever it met Chen Jing's fists or feet, a muffled bang sent vacuum-like ripples spreading outward.
Li Muyuan and Zhou Jiyao exchanged a look.
Members of the Six Gates sometimes stumbled upon extraordinary opportunities while traveling and gained legendary techniques or made great leaps in cultivation.
But it had been only half a year.
Chen Jing had crossed from the Acquired Realm straight into Xiantian.
And