The Fist Shadows of the Heaven-Rending Stance followed, hammering into Jiang Wu one punch after another, smashing his body-protecting vajra gang qi until it kept shattering and peeling away.
Gradually, Jiang Wu lost even the strength to defend himself and could only take Xu Taiping's punches directly with his flesh.
But after barely a dozen punches, a cloud of blood mist burst around him, followed by the sound of bones cracking.
At this, the astonishment on everyone's faces began turning to horror.
For if Xu Taiping's fists did not stop, Jiang Wu's entire body would probably be reduced to a heap of pulp beneath them.
What they did not know, however, was that Xu Taiping was actually exercising restraint.
Every punch looked as though it broke bones and tore tendons, but in fact, each avoided his vital points. Even another hundred punches would, at most, leave Jiang Wu severely injured.
He only kept hammering away to vent some anger for the sister and brother, while also killing a chicken to warn the monkeys.
No matter what, they were his Martial Aunt's adopted daughter and son.
"Stop!"
Seeing that his Senior Brother Jiang Wu might die, Ma Wenxuan could no longer spare any thought for saving face. He charged straight up to Xu Taiping and kicked at him.
Crack, crack, crack!
But what Ma Wenxuan had not expected was that the instant he launched his kick, an Ice Wall formed around Xu Taiping.
Bam!
Ma Wenxuan's kick struck the Ice Wall directly.
"Ma Wenxuan, you're interfering with a school-challenge match! Constables, why haven't you arrested him?"
Seeing this, Lu Wen shouted at the constables standing nearby.
These constables had clearly accepted favors from Ma Wenxuan. Every one of them turned a deaf ear to Lu Wen, as though they had heard