Beneath the Fist
Chapter 322

The origins of the training method

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"Taiji Demon!"

The cry slipped out involuntarily, followed by more startled exclamations.

All four of their expressions changed completely.

Though they did not know Lian Youming, the man before them was proficient in both Taiji and Xingyi, and had even displayed the Dragon Roaring Iron Shirt. His extraordinary strength and every other detail matched the Taiji Demon.

But most frightening of all was that Lian Youming alone bore two identities, each more extraordinary than the other. He was not only the most mysterious presence in the Green Gang, but also the most outstanding rising talent in the martial world today.

They had not expected it, and neither had Lian Youming.

Who could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary act of assistance would uncover something so momentous?

Hearing Lian Youming's words, the young man in the Tang suit first widened his eyes in utter shock and doubt, then began chuckling, making a startling declaration. "Haha, looks like this art I acquired has a very deep connection to you... but... heh, heh... I won't tell you..."

Lian Youming's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes darkened, looking like two eerie ghost flames beneath the lights. As he drove the Iron Shirt to its fullest, his body swelled. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have become a towering demon some two meters tall, a terrifying murderous aura raging through him inside and out. Since his opponent could respond like that, he very likely concealed something connected to the Dragon Roaring Iron Shirt.

Bang!

The next second, the young man in the Tang suit struck first. He sank his qi into his dantian, flexed his arm to gather strength, and unleashed the force within him, thrusting his right fist forward with eyes glaring wide.

Their Fist Edges collided, deadlocked in midair like

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