A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch-Chapter 112 - 102: Your Life Is Mine_2
"Compete with me in ruthlessness! You're still too inexperienced!"
Yang Meng stomped heavily, his main sinew twisting like a rope, waist and hips united, force contained within, as he unleashed a powerful punch!
Even if Bai Qi's arrow pierced through his chest, he would still crush the Heavenly Spirit Cover!
Exchanging injury for injury, staking life against life, no fear!
I'm also a Fisherman who endured to the top, trading for the life of this Instructor's disciple, and it's a profit without loss!
Moreover, Mercury Blood Silver Marrow of Second Training is far stronger in vitality than the Golden Flesh and Jade Veins of First Training!
Bam!
The punch wind exploded, like a string of firecrackers bursting continuously, fiercely hitting towards the temple!
Bang!
Meanwhile, Bai Qi shook his arms, like drawing a bow and shooting arrows, pouring in ten-fold strength, akin to thunder in the sky.
Even though Yang Meng prepared to exchange lives, the fear at the juncture of life and death does not vanish.
The sound of the bowstring explosion made his eyelid twitch uncontrollably, his whole muscles contracted a bit.
"Shoot! He drew the bow empty! Deliberately scaring me!"
Immediately, Yang Meng's mind flickered, realizing something was amiss.
No arrow!
His stout arm swung to break the hard bow raised, the solid bullhorn cracked, but just a moment too late, Bai Qi's figure had vanished!
"Dragon form?"
"Who told you I only shoot arrows?"
A cold voice sounded, Bai Qi already bypassed the approaching Yang Meng, suddenly appearing beside him.
This is one of the Five Grand Captures, the Dragon Palm's secret technique, called "Snake and Python Hide".
As the saying goes, the True Dragon can rise or hide, be large or small, while snakes and pythons do not have such transcendent abilities but can suddenly stretch their muscles and bones, changing length, exerting force and jumping.
The essence of Dragon Palm lies in the Dragon Claw, Snake Waist, Shuttle Step!
This Snake Waist is the skill of muscle contraction!
At the crucial moment, Bai Qi's skin tightened, contracted downward, shoulders and neck seemed to collapse, instantly shortening a head, dodging Yang Meng's fierce punch wind.
Only a Third-Training Martial Artist with developed Spiritual Sense dares attempt such a response.
Because the opportunity between life and death is like lightning, extremely hard to grasp.
If Bai Qi had not broken through Arhat Hand's minor success, forming Spiritual Sense, he would have been knocked out instantly by the punch.
No room at all to dodge!
"He brought a bow to shoot arrows to lure me close?"
Yang Meng had a thought leap in his mind, his expression slightly changed, then raged.
A mere First Training Great Success, why the confidence to kill me with fists and legs?
Zap!
The forceful wind sounded, Yang Meng felt a chill in his heart, his hair stood on end.
The Arhat Hand's Six Path Boxing Skill, Six Leg Techniques, among them Cold Arrow Leg excels at taking shadows, Single Hip Leg excels at breaking the belly, both aiming straight for lower body vital points, hardest to defend!
But Yang Meng had already mastered Crane form, agile dodging and swift reaction.
His nimble form like a graceful crane, slowly walking on the beach, leaving just a shallow layer of prints.
Crane Claw Sandprint!
Such exquisite Body Technique!
Bai Qi clicked his tongue in admiration, kicked out with his right leg like a cold arrow, failing to succeed, immediately switching to Dragon Palm.
With a wrist flip, fingers curved like hooks, quickly reaching for Yang Meng's throat. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Catch and grab are two kinds of moves, a direct-handed strike is a grab, a reverse-hand strike is a catch!
Yang Meng also clenched a claw, though unlike Bai Qi's Dragon Claw, his palms inward, force penetrating through, each strike fast and dense, bringing "whoosh" winds, formidable Tiger Claw.
Mutually alternating, exchanging moves!
"How did this kid cultivate his fascia? Each sinew is hard and thick, membranes tough yet supple, like treated cowhide, impossible to grasp!"
Upon first contact, Yang Meng immediately realized Bai Qi's reliance source.
This kid isn't just an ordinary First Training Great Success but seeks Golden Flesh and Jade Veins Great Perfection!
His Tiger Claw methods of tearing, locking, cracking bones, various vile moves are hard to deploy.
Because once holding Bai Qi's arm or joint, the main sinew behaves like a pulled bowstring, trembling and jerking, shaking off his force!
"He wants to compete with my stamina!"
Yang Meng's pupils contracted, after dozens of exchanged moves, he suddenly discovered Bai Qi's fists and legs steadily firm, relentless arrays of palms and fingers, feet rooted as firmly as if on a cliff.
Despite the surging Second Training level Qi Blood, pressing wave after wave from bone marrow, unable to break through the defense.
The Tiger Crane form of his own cannot suppress the opponent's Dragon Horse unity!
"Is Tongwen Hall's legacy really so formidable?"
Yang Meng's eyes widened in anger, his bones erupted like popping beans, suddenly unleashing Tiger Crane Ten Extremes Hand's fiercest Double Hanging Hammer Technique, called "Breaking Brow Shattering Head"!
Both fists like a raging flood dragon, crashing towards Bai Qi's forehead, knuckles protruding like drills or hammers, force released to shatter the skull!
"Now, urgent?"
After fighting Yang Meng so long, Bai Qi finally awaited this moment's impatience.
Why do martial artists say fists fear the young?
Because all skills rely on stamina, Qi Blood for power, once aged, those high consumption moves, are barely sustainable.
The longer it drags, the greater the losing chance.
"Enduring oldmen tactics, I certainly understand."
Bai Qi used ten arrows to force Yang Meng into maneuvering escapes, then seized the chance to engage in close combat, mutually fisting and grabbing.
Even the strongest Second Training Great Success should be catching a breather now.
Yet he possesses Golden Core Great Strength Skill for nurturing practice, still enduring robustly!
Stepping fiercely, like a galloping horse raising its hoof, force wildly vigorous, unafraid of Yang Meng's furious tiger-like momentum.
Opening his mouth to inhale a breath, waist and hips united, spine ascending, truly achieving Dragon Horse integration, with Qi Blood driving, Bai Qi's punch faster by three points than usual!
Bam bam bam bam bam!
Like a chain of firecrackers in the air, sounding fast and urgent!
That's fists and palms clashing, muscle violently hitting muscle!
A full thirty breaths, fists and legs continuously pounding, Yang Meng's face flushed red, chest bellowing like a blast furnace, pulling open rapidly, expelling hot breath.
Bai Qi likewise coursed Qi Blood through his body, with dark symbols flickering, various fists and legs skills progress rapidly.
Especially Golden Core Great Strength Skill, surprisingly breaking through mastery, nearing great success!
Constantly tempered force like a repeatedly hammered rough iron embryo, with muscles and tendons gradually transforming, exuding golden jade hue.
"Your son's life was taken by Demon Fish, your life is collected by me on behalf of heaven!"
After fifty moves, Bai Qi closed lips and teeth, Dragon Palm powered like drumbeats, force akin to thunderous ripple, fiercely centralizing Yang Meng's chest, as his Tiger Crane Ten Extremes Hand barely touched the shoulder, tearing five blood traces.
"Your fist isn't fast enough!"
Yang Meng's expression froze, glanced down, his chest and belly skin burst open, tendons and bones shattered inch by inch.
Suddenly collapsing, then from the back sprayed a splash of blood!
So cold!
Suddenly a chill swept through his body, like as a child first stepping into the river, soaking the entire body with icy coolness.
"Ugh ugh..."
Yang Meng's legs propped into the ground, like they couldn't be pulled out, the Black Water River reeds swaying, gentle breeze brushing his face, surrounding this linen-clad old man in a swirl,
A hundred paces away, Yangquan's shrine plank toppled with a snap, and he simultaneously perished, falling face-up to the sky.
