First Blood (2/8)
At the mountain peak, the vortex grew even more powerful, rolling out from around the Yu Tunzhou and expanding to a radius of three zhang in the blink of an eye.
Deep in the jungle, the hidden figures had lost their previous composure. Their eyes were fixed on the golden vortex on the mountaintop, their faces filled with shock, and they even unconsciously held their breath.
"This—how is this possible?!"
This power, spanning three zhang (approximately 10 meters), is only attainable when a top-tier Qi Ingestion Method breaks through to the tenth level!
Northern Chen gave Yu Tunzhou was indeed not the [Spark Instruction]!
How did Yu Tunzhou manage to deduce the tenth level in just five weeks?
"Has Chen Xuanye been captured?" Ji Pan asked in a deep voice.
Zhang Luzhou shook his head, his tone anxious. "This kid seems to have guessed that someone is going to deal with him. We've waited all day, but he hasn't come out."
"Chang Jian and the others haven't arrived yet?"
"Qin Huai has already gone back to deliver the message and should be on his way. The moment we make our move, the Yu Tunzhou will begin to absorb our Martial Fortune!"
Ji Pan stared intently at the figure at the center of the vortex three zhang ahead; now was the perfect moment for them to make their move.
"Wait another twenty breaths. If Chang Jian and the others haven't arrived by then, we'll stop waiting," Ji Pan said decisively.
The people around nodded slightly, reaching a consensus.
Zhang Luzhou suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Even if this guy dies now, it's too good for him, because of him I lost a lot of money!"
The crowd looked on, puzzled.
Ji Pan suddenly asked with a strange expression, "You also bet on when Yu Tunzhou will die? How long have you bet?"
Everyone suddenly realized, "Oh, it's this plate."
Even if they didn't place bets, they had at least heard about it.
Zhang Luzhou said resentfully, "I kept him under house arrest for three years, but who would have thought that this guy would never break a single rule of the town? Not only has he survived until now, but he's getting better and better!"
Ji Pan sighed and comforted him, "I bet on the next year, thinking not everyone would be like Lu Huaiqing, but I didn't expect to lose in the second year—"
A silence fell over everyone.
Not everyone is Lu Huaiqing, but a second Lu Huaiqing has emerged, and Lu Huaiqing himself didn't have such a great advantage back then.
"Hmm?" Ji Pan's expression suddenly changed, and he looked up.
"Liao Qingya!" someone whispered.
Ahead, a young man drew a short blade from his waist, his body pressed low, his steps light, like a ghost, silently approaching the mountain peak along the shadows of the tree trunks. Each step was extremely slow and light, without making a sound.
The short blade gleamed with a cold, eerie light, making his face appear even more sinister.
Everyone's expression changed simultaneously, realizing that Liao Qingya wanted to take the lead, and they all stood up and pressed forward.
But no one stopped them.
First, there's no time; forcibly stopping them would only alarm the Yu Tunzhou.
Secondly, they did not believe that the Yu Tunzhou would be so easily captured by the former.
Liao Qingya wanted to be the first, but naturally, she had to bear the corresponding price.
The group began to press forward, but suddenly realized something and lowered their bodies, because the Yu Tunzhou on the cliff edge had suddenly stood up.
Liao Qingya's expression also changed.
His lightness skill is quite good; he shouldn't have revealed any flaws on his way here.
Seeing that the Mortal Realm them were less than three zhang apart, his expression turned ruthless. He charged forward decisively, leaped up silently, and pointed his short blade straight at Yu Tunzhou's back.
Seeing this, Ji Pan and the others no longer concealed themselves and leaped out, their eyes cold and sharp, forming a pincer attack.
This is a cliff, Yu Tunzhou has no way to retreat. It can be said that he has chosen a dead end!
Just before they set off.
Yu Tunzhou had already stood up.
His current Primordial Spirit perception range is three zhang, or ten meters.
This range, neither too long nor too short, was enough for him to sense the appearance of certain insects in advance.
He gazed at the cave under the night sky and exhaled a breath of stale air.
This world is full of malice towards good people.
Good people are always targeted by bad people.
This shouldn't be the case.
Yu Tunzhou's muscles and bones seemed to be twisted into one, and his strength was like thousands of threads converging into one bundle, and he had already started his fist stance.
Having recently heard about the injustices, indignation, and frustration Senior Lu had experienced, the exhilaration and inner turmoil he had felt during these seven days of boxing practice all shed their superficiality and transformed into the essence of his boxing.
The sound of a blade slicing through the air came from behind.
Yu Tunzhou twisted his body suddenly, his power rising from his waist and flowing through his spine, unleashing a straight punch!
A tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests, and Liao Qingya's forward momentum suddenly halted.
On the brink of life and death, Liao Qingya only had time to see the extremely indifferent face that turned around.
The next moment, a fist slammed heavily onto his nose.
The sound of bones cracking was masked by the roar of the tiger's fist, and the excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed Liao Qingya's consciousness.
The unparalleled force was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, sending him flying.
Without pausing, Yu Tunzhou twisted his body, stomped heavily on the ground, and shot forward, catching up in one step. He then unleashed a second and a third punch!
Each punch is faster and heavier than the last.
The punches landed heavily on his head, the dull thuds echoing continuously, sending chills down one's spine.
All their emotions were unleashed at this moment, and the fight became more and more exhilarating and fierce, as if they wanted to smash all the malice in the world to pieces!
At the edge of the jungle, Ji Pan and the others stood frozen in place, their scalps tingling with fear.
With just the third punch, Liao Qingya's head became a tattered sack, with colorful liquid gushing out from his seven orifices, a horrifying sight.
Before entering Luofu Grotto-Heaven, almost all members of the Aristocratic Clan and prominent clans had seen blood and fought fiercely under the guidance of their respective forces.
Yet this primitive, brutal, and swift massacre still sent chills down their spines, leaving them drenched in cold sweat. A gust of night wind on the mountaintop sent shivers down their spines.
soon.
Yu Tunzhou seemed to awaken from a dream, slowly withdrawing its fist.
Looking up, there was no trace of the attacker.
Only a corpse, its head smashed beyond recognition, collapsed with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Yu Tunzhou lowered his eyes, the warm blood on the back of his hand dripping slowly from between his fingers, thick and carrying a bloody smell.
Senior Lu said that a martial artist who has never seen blood can only be considered a novice.
Now.
He had seen it.
With a slight flick of his wrist, Yu Tunzhou's blood splattered onto the ground.
A Qingfeng swept by, dispersing the dust and the pungent smell of blood.
Yu Tunzhou slowly raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the leaves and locking onto the figures on the mountain path and in the bushes, his eyes filled with only coldness and ferocity.
After the violent killing, the blood in his veins did not cool down; instead, it became even hotter and more fervent!
The boxing stance is displayed again.
This time, the Fist Intent was deeper, more stable, and more ruthless.
The next moment, Yu Tunzhou stopped holding his ground and waiting for the enemy to attack. Instead, he stepped on the ground and leaped high into the air, like a tiger breaking free of its cage or Dragon Walks and Treads the Waves, and charged straight into the forest.
With only one thought in my mind--
Kindness should be met with kindness, and murderous intent should be repaid with a head.
It spans a distance of tens of meters.
The Yu Tunzhou, pounced down with overwhelming force.
Despite having a large number of opponents, they still lost momentum.
Zhang Luzhou suddenly roared, rallying the troops. "Kill! We 'Qi Ingestion all here to fight for a bright future!"
"Killing Yu Tunzhou will grant me enough Martial Fortune to nurture Immortal Foundation!"
The ferocity of the crowd was aroused, their panic subsided, and murderous intent surged forth, with the ferocity of a life-or-death struggle welling up in their chests.
Only Ji Pan, who was at the very back, felt ice-cold all over and his face turned pale.
That was the roar of a tiger just now, but now there seems to be a faint dragon's roar around Yu Tunzhou.
Dragon's Roar----Tiger's Howl----
This is the Subduing the Dragon and Taming the Tiger Fist!
Ji Pan naturally wouldn't take a mere Chain Forming Fist Art seriously. Once he broke through the Form Refinement, there would be External Scenery martial arts techniques for him to study in advance.
But that's in the future!
Now, only Yu Tunzhou, who is now Qi Ingestion, knows when he mastered this Chain Forming Fist Art to the level of Dragon Roar and Tiger Howl!
Fist Intent ----
He must have mastered the Fist Intent!
Inner Qi Seed----
The next moment.
The tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests.
Three zhang away, a fist gust of wind pierced through the forest and leaves, like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, fiercely pouncing on Zhang Luzhou, who was at the forefront.
"Bang!"
A dull thud resounded, seemingly even louder than the sound of Liao Qingya being struck.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream shattered the night in the mountains and forests. Zhang Luzhou was thrown several meters away as if he had been pounced on by a tiger, crashing heavily into a large tree.
Ji Pan was shocked, and his pupils contracted sharply.
Indeed, it is the essence of the Subduing the Dragon and Taming the Tiger Fist, with Inner Qi cultivating Spirit Form!