Slaying the Leopard with Twin Blades

Grand Void Illusory Realm.

Li Xiuwen sighed. In the face of overwhelming power, even a basic palm technique like Sand-Turning Palm could sweep aside an opponent at the Python Muscle Peak.

Unless they had Hard Qigong, he could not imagine how someone with Python Muscle could turn the tables on someone with Flood Dragon Muscle.

After clearing the sixth platform, he headed for the seventh.

Master Huang had said that, in past years, one of the Youth Division assessment challenges for the Learning Society's Crossing River Association required candidates to clear the eighth platform and reach the ninth.

In other words, they had to reach the end of the Second Grand Arena.

Second Grand Arena, seventh platform.

On the platform stood a plump, fair-skinned woman, broad and sturdy, yet striking a dainty pose.

"She's also a disciple of the Renowned Martial Arts Hall. Huang Shan of the Cannon Hammer Style," Li Xiuwen murmured.

The Cannon Hammer Style was a typical Northern Sheng boxing style, famed for fists that struck like hammers and force that erupted like cannon fire.

Its punches were no less fierce than those of the Iron Wire Style, yet they retained their agility.

In The Enclave, after Tiger-Crane Style, Buddha Salute Style, Iron Wire Style, and White Ape School, the fifth great school was the Cannon Hammer Style.

"The farther you go in the Grand Arena, the harder it gets. How could an ordinary school's Flood Dragon Muscle Martial Artist possibly beat a master from one of the renowned schools?"

With that thought, Li Xiuwen moved.

The plump woman came flying diagonally toward him like Mount Tai crashing down.

Her fleshy, lotus-root-like arms stirred with hidden, slumbering flood dragons. Veins bulged across them, and they turned as solid as iron plates.

"Cannon!" the woman barked. Her