Chapter Eighty-Five: You'll Lose Your Life Next Time

  Lei Lei and Zhang Xiu'er watched from a distance. They saw Che Zhen and Yue Po Wu, two men who were evenly matched, suddenly appear and disappear. Like rabbits running and eagles flying, they exchanged several moves in a flash, one with light footsteps like a swallow skimming the water, the other with heavy steps, his feet like iron oxen plowing the earth. With a loud rumbling sound, they overturned the entire stone floor of over ten square meters, sending shattered stones flying everywhere. The sound was deafening, as if the earth were splitting and mountains crumbling. Yet, between these two men, every move was a real and powerful martial art, with no holding back, only fierce and forceful blows.

  This speed was so fast that it reached the extreme, and the lightness mixed with infinite strong contrast, entered the eyes, and after a long time. Suddenly made people's ears deafening, eyes flower. Especially Zhang Xiuer, who didn't have any martial arts skills at all, was even more dizzy, nauseous in her chest, shook her head violently, and suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

  Only then did I know how formidable it was. Shaking my head and closing my eyes, I didn't dare to open them again. The station's URL has been changed to: jielianwaipengqianpuduyuan

  They are like Wang Zhen and Yue Po Hu, masters of the highest level. Their internal martial arts skills have reached perfection, and as soon as they engage in combat, their qi can cover an area of several tens or even hundreds of square meters around them. If one is not a seasoned martial artist, being surrounded by their qi for an extended period will cause one's senses to be affected, leading to loss of balance without realizing it. Feeling nauseous and vomiting would be considered mild; afterwards, one may still feel as if they had contracted a serious illness due to excessive mental concentration and energy depletion.

  In the past, true masters would not engage in a public showdown unless absolutely necessary. Instead, they would use a "testing hand" to gauge each other's strengths and weaknesses. Even if there was a grudge, they would find a secluded spot to fight to the death, rather than letting ordinary people witness it.

  Nature will not go and "fight" with humans.

  Yue broke through the enemy lines, using his hands as swords, coming and going like flying, with his feet touching the ground, employing the Wudang Sect's "Magpie Perching on a Branch" movement.

  Like a bird in flight, one hand in front and the other behind, under his ribs seemed to have suddenly grown two invisible wings. In the blink of an eye, he had already miraculously moved to Wang Chan's side, barely avoiding Wang Chan's arm-thrusting attack that was like a spear. The sword momentum unchanged, he stabbed forward fiercely.

  "Bai Yuan Xian Guo" was originally a very ordinary sword move in Wudang Swordsmanship, derived from the "Yuan Gong Jian Fa" of the Spring and Autumn period. The body shape is downward, with one hand holding the sword to the sky and one stabbing, the action is very simple, but at this moment, by Yue Po Xu, a great master of swordsmanship, it has a mysterious and unpredictable magic.

  It was just a supplementary move of the magpie's branch, and in an instant it turned into a wave of cloud-like swordsmanship, and when Yue Po Xu performed this move, his whole body almost took off, with his upper body and arms forming a straight line, with the sword pointing forward. With a whooshing sound, even the tip of his fingers had a faint flash of sword energy.

  He actually only relied on one palm, flesh and blood, to display the sword energy and sword edge that his apprentice Song Jie could barely force out with a divine sword. Although it was much shorter and almost invisible to the naked eye, it can be imagined that this stab of his would pierce through even a neck made of fine steel, leaving no choice but to create a hole!

  Moreover, at this time, Wang Chan's move fell empty. If he wanted to change his move again, it would be too late. If he retreated and dodged, he would inevitably lose the sharp energy that had been accumulating for a long time, falling into a disadvantageous position, and it would be difficult to turn the situation around.

  At this point, Wang Zhen was already on the verge of defeat and could not be saved.

  But Wang Chan himself did not think so. The changes in the matter were still within his control. One move was dodged by someone. He didn't dodge, but his Adam's apple rolled, and a big mouthful of turbid air spewed out.

  With this one breath, a deafening explosion sounded, and the entire courtyard seemed to have been struck by a thunderclap out of thin air. The sound was even more violent than the explosion of a tall rubber tire at close range. Not only did the distant thunder, but also the armed police standing guard outside the courtyard were all stunned, unable to believe that such a huge sound could come from just one person's throat. Such a loud voice would probably tear the vocal cords of even those world-renowned high-pitched singers if they came and let out a loud shout.

  Such a big commotion in the garden, it's impossible that no one outside heard it. Fortunately, the armed police on guard were specially trained, although they were shocked and disbelieving, but none of them dared to leave their posts to come and watch. Besides, they all knew that the owner of the garden, Lei Feng, was a genuine martial arts master, often practicing and competing with others here, so they were already used to it.

  This time's movement seems a bit too big, more enthusiastic than any previous one.

  Wang Chan's neck swelled up like a balloon, his skin turning dark and green with bulging veins, as if a bundle of steel wires were twisted together, and in that brief moment, he used his own neck to block Yue Po Xu's swift and deadly strike.

  With a loud roar, Wang Chan unleashed his full strength for the first time, activating his Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Broadsword Technique.

  Wang Zhan's blood was boiling with excitement. His fighting spirit was like a demon, but he also knew that he and Yue Po Xu couldn't decide the outcome in a short period of time. With their similar fist techniques and martial arts skills, it all came down to their experience in actual combat, momentum, and physical strength. It was a matter of life and death, with no room for error. Whether it was one move or a hundred moves, it all boiled down to endurance. Whoever had the most lasting physical strength would likely emerge victorious.

  Although Wang Chan was confident in his own wealth and strength, with a strong physique unmatched by anyone, he was not comparable to Yue Po Xu, the director of national security who had been enjoying a high position for several years. However, Yue Po Xu practiced Wudang internal martial arts, which were best at preserving energy and physical strength. He was also relatively young, with his physical strength still at its peak. It was estimated that he would have to fight until midnight to exhaust him with his water-milling skills.

  So Wang Zhen did not want to win like this, and he deliberately put himself in danger, intentionally luring Yue Po to come close and attack him, calling out to him with a single finger as if it were a sword pointing at himself.

  He also deliberately wanted to try his own thirteen taobao horizontal refining skills, and finally reached a certain level, whether it was Shao Nan's seven-star needle tube strong hidden weapon that couldn't penetrate the body, or even block Yue Po's one finger. After being stabbed by Yue Po's sword finger on the right side of the neck's main artery, Wang Chan spat out air from his mouth and then immediately followed with a shocking and earth-shaking inhalation.

  Whoa! A strong gust of wind suddenly rose, and large amounts of air surged into his throat, causing Wang Chan's chest and abdomen to violently swell. A powerful force burst forth from his lower abdomen, rapidly expanding through his chest and throat.

  Heavenly Dragon Spits Pearl

  A dragon has reverse scales; touching them means instant death!!

  At this moment, Wang Chan has used the most powerful move in the Thirteen Taibao's horizontal training method, like a dragon spitting out air. In an instant, the dragon bead slid down his throat, and with his enormous heart and lung function, he swallowed and spat out a huge amount of yuanqi in an instant, accelerating the circulation of qi and blood inside his body by a hundredfold, mobilizing all the potential within his entire body in an instant.

  At this moment, he was integrated from inside out.

  At the same time, he seized this opportunity to change his move smoothly. With a loud rumble underfoot, he twisted his body around like a tiger turning its head. A strong gust of wind rushed towards him, followed by his powerful horizontal swipe of the Tiger Claw, which struck straight at Yue Po's Tianling Temple.

  Nine Yin White Bone Claw

  However, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw that was fabricated could only scratch out five holes on a person's skull. Wang Chan's horizontal tiger claw strike this time, however, was a concentrated explosion of his entire body's potential power, without any holding back, ten times more ferocious than any previous one. Under his five fingers, the force of the wind was like a knife, fundamentally not something that anyone could imagine. With just one swipe of his paw, let alone a human head, even an iron skull would be scratched out with five big holes.

  At this time, Yue Pojun's sword pointed at Wang Chan's neck, unexpectedly hitting the target with ease, and even he himself felt a bit unbelievable.

  Even a top-notch master like Wang Chan, even if he changes his move suddenly, how can he dodge it?

  ？

  "You think you're invincible just because you have a unique skill, and that's why you dare to take risks? But do you know that my fingers possess the power of the Great Eagle Claw technique, with even my little finger capable of exerting over 100 kilograms of force, enough to strike someone's acupoints?"

  Besides, my Wudang internal skill is best at transmitting power through objects. With one strike, it's easy to shatter a stone board even if there's tofu in the way. Your bones and muscles are as hard as iron, but can your internal organs also be like iron? Yue Pojun was a person of great stature, and upon seeing Wang Chan like this, he immediately guessed his intentions. However, in his heart, he looked down on Wang Chan's actions. He thought that this person was still young and arrogant, and had actually made such a huge mistake.

  They also have several hard qigong exercises in the Wudang school, such as Lei Ting's Jin Qi Tie Bu Shan, which is even more powerful than Shaolin Temple's Jin Zhong Lian Tie Bu Shan. However, no matter how high the level of external hard qigong training, it can only withstand physical blunt force attacks from outside the body. For those who have achieved great success in internal martial arts, it is not invincible.

  A sneer in his heart, Yue Po Fang couldn't help but feel delighted, and his hands didn't hesitate. When the sword tip touched Wang Chan's outermost layer of skin, it suddenly thrust forward, using the internal family's true energy to penetrate like a needle. However, he still employed the Wudang Sect's specialized "Golden Needle Finger" technique to break through horizontally.

  The smaller the area of force, the greater the pressure produced under the same pressure. This is an undisputed fact, Wudang's "Golden Needle Finger" is a kind of internal power compression technique that uses point to break surface, mixed in his Bai Yuan Xiang Guo's Wudang swordsmanship. Only in this way can one instantly break through an external martial art and eventually reach the level of Neijia mastery, becoming an unparalleled master.

  。

  However, it turned out that although Yue Po's swordsmanship was unparalleled and his internal strength was great, the power of his fingers was still not as strong as Bu Nanhua's Seven Star Needle. This one finger stabbed down, and in an instant, he felt that the tip of his finger was like poking into a copper wall or iron wall. Wang Chan's neck suddenly thickened two to three times its original size, with blue veins bulging out, and the power was like the moment before a volcanic eruption.

  He relied on his Golden Needle technique to penetrate the surface, but the true internal energy of the Inner School poured out like water and still couldn't seep through the tip of his finger.

  Yue Po Xu's face also suddenly woke up at this time, and the excitement of the previous moment disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by an incredible and solemn expression.

  At that moment, Wang Chan's body twisted and turned swiftly, facing himself face to face. His snow-white teeth opened and closed, like a fierce beast that had seen blood.

  Wang Chan originally had a recent surge in power, reaching the point of blood washing and marrow cleansing. The explosive force of his horizontal training was simply formidable to an unimaginable extent. Using the Tianlong Tuzhu technique, he mobilized his entire body's potential energy. In this instant, the power that could be manifested on his body was like a primordial ferocious beast.

  "You're as fierce as the Thirteen Taibao!" You're simply Li Cunxiao reborn! At the moment when Wang Zhen's drumming was at its most intense, Yue Po'ou thrust his finger forward, but it didn't quite hit, and he had to use force again and again, changing moves to exchange close-range hand-to-hand combat skills with Wang Zhen. In their Wudang Neijiaquan, there is a technique called "Eagle-Snake Life-and-Death Struggle", which is specifically used for close-quarters combat with others.

  It is said that Zhang Sanfeng saw an eagle and a snake fighting on Wudang Mountain, which inspired him to create a set of boxing techniques.

  But the next moment, Yue Po Xu immediately dispelled this unrealistic idea. He saw Wang Chan's body twist, and a strong gust of wind blew from head to toe, like a demon, with five fingers spread wide, one claw swiped down. Even at a distance of over two feet, the finger wind swept across his face and forehead, already sharp as a knife, scraping his scalp and making his head ache. At that moment, all the hairs on his head stood up suddenly.

  Fierce as iron threads, anger surges to the crown!

  This is the reaction he has cultivated through his internal martial arts training for over thirty years. As soon as he encounters danger, the true internal energy inside his body automatically starts to circulate rapidly, and with a fierce and soft movement, all of it bursts into his head, standing upright on top of his head.

  But his self-formed protection was no match for the sudden and swift counterattack of Meng Yan.

  So, Yue Po Xu also gave up the idea of dodging and fleeing in this situation. His body flashed, and his two feet stood firmly on the ground, forming a horse stance. He raised both arms forward to block, using all his strength to execute the move "Lift Fire to Burn Heaven". With this, he managed to firmly block Wang Chan's Flip Sky Tiger Claw, which had concentrated all his energy and spirit. Wu Wan

  Bang!

  It was as if a bomb had suddenly exploded next to his ear, and the garden seemed to have been swept away by a hurricane in an instant. The ground that was originally turned over was instantly filled with flying sand and gravel. In the blink of an eye, his face lost its color, and he wanted to take another look, but his vision was completely blocked by the wind and sand from where Wang Chan and Yue Po were standing. Even with all his might, he could only vaguely see two figures standing still in the midst of the yellow sandstorm.

  And beside him, Zhang Xiuer and the armed police standing guard outside the courtyard were also covering their ears with both hands. Golden stars were flashing before their eyes, their faces contorted in pain.

  The two greatest masters' final, all-out attack was like a heaven-shaking and earth-splitting blow. The sound of the impact was so loud that it could be heard over ten miles away in an instant, and to those who were close by, it sounded like a cannon blast. As for the ordinary people nearby, they covered their ears with both hands, but blood still flowed out of their mouths from the shockwave.

  No one could have imagined that the competition between two people would eventually create such a huge sensation. Even Yue Po Wu, an internal family's top master, couldn't understand how Wang Chan's body contained such a powerful force.

  The ground beneath his feet was all rotten and mushy, the bluestone slabs shattered like powder. Yue Po Xu's entire body was nailed down like a nail, allowing Wang Chan to push one of his paws into the ground, with both knees completely invisible below.

  He had already practiced the thirteen postures of Tai Chi of Wudang School to a state of perfection. His internal martial art had reached the stage where his strength could be felt in every part of his body, including his teeth, tongue, fingernails and hair, with his energy flowing through all the pores on his skin. He was also skilled in listening to others' inner force, having reached the legendary state where "a feather cannot be added" and "flies cannot land". However, he still couldn't completely neutralize Wang Chan's claw strength, and when he was scratched by him, his scalp felt numb, his head spun, and his mouth tasted bitter.

  His skin on his head and face was blown by Wang Chan's claw wind, and the lamp was cut like a knife, with a scorching pain. If it weren't for the internal family's true energy pouring into his muscles and pores at all times, even if he could withstand this claw, he would probably be scratched bloody by Wang Chan's claw wind.

  Eyes gone blind, ears gone deaf, and since then became both deaf and blind. Pitiful to the extreme.

  Even for an internal martial arts master like him, his body's five senses and seven orifices are still the weakest.

  However, he still managed to block Wang Chan's attack in the end, although it looked very embarrassing, at least there was no risk of losing his life. Seeing that Wang Chan had one claw down, he didn't move. Yue Po Xu also quickly jumped up and pulled his legs out from under the ground. And as soon as he did, the pants below his knees were instantly torn to shreds and flew away like butterflies, revealing half of his white legs.

  And underfoot a pair of expensive leather shoes. Also torn apart, only two pieces of skin left on the soles, the soles were all worn out, no socks were kept, and had to stand barefoot on the ground.

  "It's indeed true that there are heavens beyond the heavens and people beyond people. I really don't know how you cultivated this horizontal practice, it's truly extraordinary! " Yue Po Xu's face turned pale at this moment, after a brief pause, he waited until his internal energy was completely stable before squeezing out a wry smile. He gave Wang Chan a thumbs up.

  "Wang Shifu indeed lives up to his reputation as a descendant of a famous family. If I hadn't fought with all my might, your physical strength would have surpassed mine by now."

  "If you take out your sword, I'm no match for you!" Wang Chan stood quietly in place, a hint of eerie red flashing across his face. He stretched out his hand and lightly slapped the back of his neck. At this point, he had already retracted his Horizontal Practice skill, and his skin returned to its original state. Following his fingers, one could clearly see a dark blue-black finger print on one side of Wang Chan's neck.

  It's clear that Yuwen Wudi's previous move was not entirely useless.

  He twisted his neck. A faint cracking sound of bones came out. Wang Chan looked at Song Jie, who was moved far away by Lei Feng, and nodded towards Yue Po Xu: "You are a good master, but he is not. Good apprentice, I will spare him this time because of your face, but his right hand has been disabled by me. In the future, if you want to practice sword again, you have to teach him left-handed sword. If he comes to take revenge on me again, I won't show mercy either."

  "Besides, since I'm fine now, I should leave. Within seven days, I won't leave the capital city. If there's news from the Hongmen, just look for me in the mountains of Badachu. With your power, you shouldn't have trouble finding me."

  As they spoke, Wang Chan didn't even wait for Yue Po Xu to open his mouth, and directly brushed past him, passing by Lei Feng's side. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he fixed his gaze on Zhang Xiuer, who had just stood up and was still a bit dazed, and said word by word, "I, Wang Chan, do not want to make things difficult for women, but I am also not soft-hearted. Today is the second time you have pointed a gun at my back. If there is a next time, I will take your life."

  "You!" Just as Zhang Xiuer was about to speak, she suddenly saw Wang Chan glance over at her with a cold, icy gaze. His expressionless face made her feel a chill run down her spine, and she felt her courage drain away. She tried to open her mouth to say something, but not a single word could come out. To be continued... If you want to know what happens next, please log in to chapter 6...

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