Chapter 75: Direct Confrontation |
Qu Yaohui's eyes turned completely cold, no longer holding any trace of probing intent.
His figure swayed and he pounced again, his momentum suddenly changing.
Like a volcanic eruption, fierce and violent!
Both palms red as branding irons, sinews and bones ringing like rolling muffled thunder, his palms carried devastating momentum as they struck in succession.
Palm winds whistled, actually producing deep rumbling sounds like mountains collapsing and seas raging!
Pine Breaking Mountain Hand! Ten Thousand Valleys Thunder Sound!
Before the palms arrived, that violent air pressure already made Chen Qing's breathing catch.
This was pure force attacking, as if wanting to shatter Chen Qing along with the platform beneath his feet!
Chen Qing's eyes blazed with brilliant light, his footwork instantly becoming elusive and unpredictable, like a spiritual ape leaping across ravines, dodging and weaving in the small space, narrowly avoiding those palm strikes capable of splitting stone monuments.
Qu Yaohui's palm force missed, striking heavily on the platform's green bricks, shattered stone flying everywhere! Leaving shocking deep palm print craters.
While dodging, Chen Qing's through-arm boxing transformed from soft to hard, his arms like steel whips and iron chains, finding gaps to enter, craftily and ruthlessly pointing, stabbing, brushing, and sweeping, specifically targeting joints, acupoints, and qi-blood circulation nodes around Qu Yaohui's body.
His force was refined as needles with extreme penetrating power, his speed lightning-fast.
Each strike forced Qu Yaohui to defend or change moves, unable to unleash his fierce palm force to its fullest.
For a time, figures flew across the platform, powerful winds surging.
Unmatched fierce Mountain Breaking palm force clashed and collided with agile and crafty through-arm boxing shadows.
The sounds of impacts, qi breaking through air, and green bricks continuously cracking were endless!
"Senior Brother Chen doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage!"
Seeing Chen Qing wasn't at a disadvantage, Zhou courtyard disciples felt a trace of anticipation in their hearts.
Chen Qing's fists were like thunderbolts, carrying mountain-crushing momentum as they crashed down, precisely the through-arm boxing killing move Spiritual Ape Presents Longevity.
Before the fist arrived, that violent air pressure already made Qu Yaohui's breathing catch, green bricks beneath his feet cracking inch by inch.
"So fierce!"
Warning bells rang wildly in Qu Yaohui's mind, momentary fear crushed by years of bloody battles.
His arm muscles writhed like old vines coiling, not retreating but advancing, crossing his arms defiantly to meet the attack, wanting to use softness to overcome hardness and lock down Chen Qing's earth-shattering double fists!
However, Chen Qing's move change was faster!
Just as fist and arm were about to collide, his waist and hips suddenly twisted, his spine like a great dragon's tail whip, his figure strangely spiraling half a foot sideways.
Those thunderbolt-fast double fists impossibly changed direction suddenly, one up one down, transforming from fists to pecks, five fingers together like iron awls, spiral hidden strength concentrated at fingertips tearing through air with sharp whistling.
Upper peck at Qu Yaohui's throat Tiantu point, lower peck at his heart Shanzhong point!
This was the crafty and ruthless consecutive killing moves "Startling Thunder Strikes Window" connecting to "White Ape Cuts Throat" from through-arm boxing.
The speed of move changes, the wonderful connection, as if practiced thousands of times, bringing the essence of through-arm boxing's long-range striking, cold snapping and crisp speed to its peak.
Qu Yaohui's pupils suddenly contracted, his crossed arms missing, both fists' force already spent.
He never expected that under such fierce fist momentum, Chen Qing could still make such delicate and sinister move changes.
In haste, he could only forcibly gather qi, transforming strength to circulate around his body, both arms like venomous pythons coiling to protect vital points, while his figure retreated violently.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
Two light sounds rang out almost simultaneously!
Chen Qing's upper peck fingertips barely scraped past Qu Yaohui's left arm protecting his throat, bringing up a trail of blood beads and torn fabric pieces, cold hidden strength penetrating, making his left arm numb and sore.
The lower peck toward his heart, though barely deflected half an inch by Qu Yaohui's right palm, that needle-concentrated spiral force still ruthlessly struck the Yunmen acupoint near his right shoulder.
"Hmm!"
Qu Yaohui groaned dully, his face instantly paling, feeling a crafty sharp force like a red-hot steel needle drilling into his body, madly destroying sinews and meridians, his right side's qi and blood suddenly stagnating.
He forcibly suppressed his churning qi and blood, retreating seven consecutive steps, each step leaving a footprint over an inch deep in the hard green stone platform before stabilizing his form, his right arm already trembling slightly.
The entire venue fell deathly silent!
In just two lightning-fast exchanges, the newly advanced transforming strength Chen Qing had actually forced back Pine Breeze Martial Hall's long-famous Qu Yaohui, even leaving wounds on his body.
If not for Qu Yaohui's seasoned experience and quick reactions, that consecutive double peck would have been enough to severely injure him!
"Hiss... this Chen Qing..."
"What crafty move changes! What ruthless finger force!"
"Senior Brother Qu actually suffered a loss?!"
Exclamations arose from below the platform, Pine Breeze Martial Hall disciples' faces deathly pale.
Shi Wenshan's face was gloomy, saying nothing.
Qu Yaohui took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the severe pain in his right chest and churning qi and blood.
His entire skeletal frame produced a series of dense crackling sounds like frying beans, qi and blood boiling like a furnace, his originally restrained and steady aura instantly becoming violent.
Breaking Wind Hand! Raging Waves!
Qu Yaohui moved. This time, his speed was more than a notch faster than before.
His figure created several afterimages, both palms red as branding irons, sinews and bones ringing like rolling muffled thunder!
The palm wind was no longer silent, but brought deep rumbling like tsunamis.
Left palm struck straight down like a mountain-opening giant axe, fiercely powerful, covering Chen Qing's head.
Right palm swept diagonally, crafty as a venomous snake leaving its hole, secretly containing soft bone-penetrating force, directly taking Chen Qing's waist and abdomen Zhangmen death point.
Double palms in succession, one hard one soft, one obvious one hidden, covering all of Chen Qing's dodging space, bringing the true meaning of Breaking Wind Hand's combination of hardness and softness, defense-breaking and body-penetrating to its peak.
This was a true life-or-death killing move that Qu Yaohui had never used in sparring.
Zhou Liang suddenly stood up with a "thud."
Not good!
Zhou Yu and Sun Shun both paled, their hearts jumping to their throats.
The transforming strength experts present seeing this all widened their eyes.
If this move landed solidly, Chen Qing would likely be finished!
Powerful wind struck his face, pressure like a mountain.
Chen Qing's eyes blazed with brilliant light. Not only did he not retreat, but he sank his waist and planted his stance, his spine instantly tightening like a bowstring.
He took a deep breath, his chest and abdomen suddenly collapsing inward like a giant toad swallowing, the Toad Fishing Force within his body operating frantically, his organs resonating, producing a low "hum"!
Facing this unavoidable killing blow, he actually chose to meet it head-on.
Through-arm Boxing! Mountain Collapse Style!
Chen Qing's fists struck together, no longer crafty finger pecks, but returning to the purest, most fierce fist force.
Upon his fist peaks, concentrated the smooth fierceness of transforming strength and the organ-derived tremendous force granted by Toad Fishing Force.
His double fists broke through air, faintly bringing sounds of wind and thunder, striking later but arriving first, boldly crashing toward Qu Yaohui's chopping double palms!
Bang!
At the moment of collision, like two giant stones crashing together.
The green stone platform beneath their feet could no longer bear this tremendous irresistible force. With a great "crack," centered on their standing points, spider web-like cracks instantly spread several zhang, shattered stone shooting like rain.
Chen Qing's entire body shook violently, qi and blood churning like overturning seas, then he operated the Toad Fishing Force.
The moment his five organs and six bowels moved, they discharged most of that force but Qu Yaohui felt even worse! He felt his double palms as if they'd struck red-hot refined steel pillars.
The force contained in Chen Qing's double fists far exceeded his estimation. That fist force not only scattered his palm force, but also had a strange oscillating power that rushed up his arms in reverse, shaking his arms numb and nearly splitting, his five organs and six bowels seeming displaced.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
Both were simultaneously shocked backward by the tremendous recoil force!
Qu Yaohui retreated four and a half steps, his complexion changing from white to red, then from red to blue, clearly his internal organs suffering significant damage.
He stared deadly at Chen Qing, his eyes filled with unbelievable shock.
Just as Qu Yaohui's old strength was exhausted, new strength not yet generated, his form showing delay due to internal organ shock.
A cold light appeared in Chen Qing's eyes.
He forcibly suppressed his churning qi and blood, his entire person like an arrow from a bow, counterattacking with speed even faster than his retreat.
His right arm borrowed spinning force like a steel whip lashing out in reverse, fingers together like a sword, fingertips concentrating penetrating, sinister inch-force!
Through-arm Boxing! Reverse Arm Whip Hand!
Chen Qing's qi and blood churning, he struck directly at his chest.
He didn't hold back this force either. As bone-cracking sounds rang out, that chest actually caved inward.
"Crack-snap!"
Qu Yaohui's body was like a paper kite with broken strings, directly sent flying three or four zhang away, falling directly below the platform, unconscious, life or death unknown.
Silence!
The venue was completely quiet, so quiet a pin could be heard dropping.
Experts from all factions widened their eyes, their hearts shaking tremendously.
The reversal was simply too fast, so fast they couldn't react.
The previous moment Chen Qing was already enveloped by Qu Yaohui, hanging by a thread, who would have expected the next moment Qu Yaohui had already flown off the platform, life or death unknown.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother!"
After a long while, Pine Breeze Martial Hall disciples finally came to their senses, rushing toward Qu Yaohui.
"Yaohui!"
Shi Wenshan's face was also iron-gray, hurrying forward to check his beloved disciple's injuries.
With this look, his expression immediately became even uglier. His eyes reddened as he roared:
"Quick! Quickly go to Qingnang Hall to request Master Sima!"
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