Killing a Half-Step Essence Condensation Realm Expert

Without hesitation, Su Chen swung the Vast Sea Sword to block the black-clad expert's fierce palms.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The black-clad expert's palms struck Su Chen's sword again and again. Every blow crashed heavily against the blade, producing a piercing clang like two chunks of metal colliding.

What startled the black-clad expert was that it was not that he deliberately wanted to strike Su Chen's sword.

Rather, every time he attacked Su Chen with his palms, Su Chen immediately swung his sword to meet them, making it seem as though every strike of his had been intentionally aimed at Su Chen's blade.

Without profound study of palm techniques, it would have been absolutely impossible to accomplish this. Could this fifteen-year-old youth not only possess an extremely high cultivation, but also be proficient in palm techniques?

In truth, although Su Chen had been unable to cultivate martial arts in his previous life, he had been the Alchemy Emperor and had collected a vast ocean of martial arts manuals. His attainments in martial techniques were far beyond anything ordinary people could compare to.

At that moment, the black-clad expert had unleashed dozens of palm strikes in succession, all of them landing upon the sword without harming Su Chen in the slightest.

His gaze gradually turned cold and somber. Then he suddenly sneered. "Being able to take dozens of my strikes means you have some skill!"

"But next, I'll be using all my strength!"

As soon as the black-clad expert finished speaking, he viciously clapped both palms toward the air. Countless palm shadows surged from his hands, and in an instant, layers upon layers of palm shadows filled the sky, forming a net that blanketed heaven and earth as it came crashing down upon Su Chen.

"Boy, accept your fate! Today, you will die!"

The black-clad expert roared. Even other Half-Step Essence Condensation Realm experts could not withstand this move, much less Su Chen, who was merely at the Tenth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm.

Even if Su Chen's martial technique was indeed exquisite, the gap in cultivation was real. Su Chen could not make up for it!

Yet to the black-clad expert's surprise, Su Chen stood calmly where he was, a trace of mockery even appearing in his eyes as he said, "I have already thoroughly figured out your combat strength and methods of attack."

"Next, the one who should die is you."

"What did you say?"

The black-clad expert flew into an even greater rage. His palms thrust forward, releasing even more palm shadows. "Are you talking nonsense? You? You've figured out my methods of attack? And you want me to die?"

"Boy, today I'll show you what a true Half-Step Essence Condensation Realm expert is!"

The palm shadows grew even denser, engulfing Su Chen with the momentum of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, covering heaven and earth.

Surrounded by the palm shadows filling the sky, Su Chen was like a small boat amid raging waves. No matter how one looked at it, there was no escaping their devouring onslaught.

At that moment, Su Chen suddenly moved!

But he did not retreat. Instead, he stepped forward into the sea of palm shadows, allowing them to batter his body viciously!

Smack! Smack! Smack! In an instant, Su Chen was struck more than a dozen times. His flesh split open, and blood flowed from his mouth.

Yet despite suffering such severe injuries, Su Chen did not even blink. Instead, a smile of complete confidence appeared on his face.

At the same time, the sword in his hand moved, swiftly stabbing forward!

Eightfold Waves of One Sword!

Su Chen's strike was like an immortal descending from beyond the heavens, a divinely inspired sword stroke. It pierced through the palm shadows filling the sky at once, punching a huge hole through their dense mass!

Then the sword tip pressed forward without pause, stabbing toward the vital point in the black-clad expert's chest!

"How is this possible? He actually saw through the flaw in my technique?" The black-clad expert could not believe it.

Su Chen's sword strike had simplified complexity into simplicity. It had appeared utterly ordinary, plain and unadorned, yet it had directly struck the weakest point of his palm technique!

Though the black-clad expert's palm technique was formidable, every move had a flaw, and a flaw was its weakest point. Yet Su Chen had found his flaw in an extremely short time and broken his palm technique!

Earlier, when Su Chen had said that he had already seen through his methods of attack, he had not taken it seriously. Only now did he feel an icy chill pierce to the bone from the depths of his heart!

Could this youth be some kind of monstrous genius? How could he possess such profound attainments in martial techniques?

But at that moment, the black-clad expert had no time for further thought, because Su Chen's sword tip had already reached his chest!

Pfft!

The sword tip easily pierced through his protective defense and sank deep into his chest, bursting open a great spray of blood.

The black-clad expert's eyes widened, disbelief still lingering in them as he muttered, "I was actually defeated by someone at the Tenth Layer of the Qi-Attraction Realm!"

Afterward, the black-clad expert fell backward onto the ground.

Su Chen looked at the black-clad expert's corpse without the slightest ripple in his eyes. Anyone who wanted his life had to die—this was Su Chen's principle of conduct in this life!

As for the remaining Iron Garb Sect martial artists present, they had long been scared out of their wits upon seeing even their strongest expert killed by Su Chen.

Seeing that Su Chen was not paying attention to them, they quietly prepared to flee.

However, they had barely turned around and run a few steps when Su Chen killed each of them with a thrust of his sword.

One had to pull up the weeds by the roots. Naturally, Su Chen would not leave them alive to return to the Iron Garb Sect and report what had happened.

Now that everyone who had witnessed the scene was dead, it would not be so easy for the Iron Garb Sect to trace the matter back to Su Chen.

Su Chen used his sword to lift open the collars of the corpses one by one.

None of them carried anything valuable. Only the young master had a small bundle on him, and after Su Chen removed it, he found pills, weapons, and cultivation manuals inside.

The pills were several precious medicines for healing injuries and restoring qi, and they were of even better quality than the pills Su Chen carried with him.

Su Chen did not stand on ceremony. He tossed the pills into his mouth and chewed them like candy beans.

Next came a Purple-Gold Knuckle Duster, which made Su Chen's eyes brighten slightly. He had always liked weapons of this kind; they looked inconspicuous, but when worn on the fingers, they could inflict considerable damage on an enemy with a single punch at a critical moment.

Su Chen casually slipped the Purple-Gold Knuckle Duster onto his fingers.

As for the cultivation manual, it was merely a Yellow Grade Middle Tier technique. Su Chen naturally had no use for something of that level, so he casually tossed it into the grass nearby.

Without giving the corpses another glance, Su Chen walked into the trees nearby and began sitting in meditation to heal his injuries.

Earlier, he had killed the black-clad expert with a single sword strike, but he himself had also taken more than a dozen of the man's palm strikes. His injuries were not light.

If he had not been forced into it, Su Chen would not have used such a method of harming the enemy by a thousand while injuring himself by eight hundred.

It was only because he had been reborn for too short a time and his foundation was still too shallow that, if he wanted victory, he could only resort to such a fight where both sides suffered.

"I need to find an opportunity to properly temper my physique. If my body becomes stronger, then if I encounter a situation like this again, I won't suffer such serious injuries."

Su Chen licked his lips. Since being reborn, he had craved powerful strength at every moment, because no one understood better than he did the law of the jungle in the martial world.

If one wished to survive better in this world, strength was the only means.

It was precisely because of this that he would rather risk his life to seek out the place marked on the map. If the opportunity there was real, it would bring him an enormous increase in strength.