Eternal Saber-Chapter 358 - 76: Subduing the Tiger! (Part 2)

The elder from the Amaterasu Race glanced sideways, whispering, "If you face him in the genius battle, be more cautious. This person has trained his body with horizontal techniques; his punches and kicks are extremely heavy. Avoid confronting him directly."

Amaterasu Chizuru felt a tremor in her heart.

The elder’s words not only served as a reminder for her, but also held another layer of meaning.

If she ever had the chance to fight him, it would imply that in this life-and-death duel, the one who dies would be Feng Xing!

"Feng Xing, where’s that arrogant swagger you had a moment ago? Why are you running away with your head down like a rat, so wretched?"

"Traitor, I knew you were no good!"

It was Shen Yu in the crowd who couldn’t resist taunting, deliberately trying to infuriate Feng Xing.

Feng Xing listened to the surrounding chatter, already feeling agitated and confused.

When he heard Shen Yu’s words, a rush of hot blood went straight to his head, almost losing control!

But soon, Feng Xing quickly calmed down.

He couldn’t be rash!

This was no ordinary duel.

If it were just a duel, he could attempt a counterattack, take a risk.

This was a death match!

A slight mistake could cost him his life, begging for mercy would be useless!

In a life-and-death battle, there’s no need to worry about temporary gains and losses; what’s the harm in conceding a few moves? The power of this person’s fist technique clearly must consume a lot.

Once this person loses patience and reveals a flaw, he’d have a chance to overturn the situation!

Chen Tang delivered a Tiger Form Straight Fist.

Feng Xing dodged again.

Seeing this, Chen Tang immediately changed his move, transforming the straight punch into a Splitting Fist.

Feng Xing’s eyes lit up.

Opportunity!

He, too, had practiced the Tiger Subduing Fist and knew the method of the Tiger Form Splitting Fist.

Normally, to fully exert the power of the Tiger Form Splitting Fist, one must swing the arm fully, like wielding a large axe to chop forward.

However, Chen Tang’s move changed from a straight punch to a Splitting Fist with very little arm lift, unable to unleash the full power of the Tiger Form Splitting Fist.

His frequent change of moves was merely to maintain the initiative.

This, in turn, exposed a flaw for Feng Xing!

Feng Xing roared, his energy surging within him, gathering entirely on his right fist, and he struck fiercely towards Chen Tang’s Splitting Fist!

Delivering this punch, Feng Xing felt an exhilarating satisfaction.

The vexation and frustration he had just experienced were released along with his inner qi through this punch.

Feng Xing even felt a sensation.

This was almost the most perfect punch of his life!

It resonated deeply with his emotional turmoil and the predicament he faced.

This is the harmony of mind and intention, intention and qi, qi and strength!

"What a thrill!"

Feng Xing’s face lit with excitement, almost unable to refrain from letting out a long howl.

He hadn’t expected that being caught in such a predicament would deepen his martial arts understanding!

Bam!

Their fists collided, producing a deep thud, even the air vibrated.

The excitement in Feng Xing’s eyes vanished instantly, replaced by horror!

Inside the Splitting Fist, a colossal power erupted, like a raging sea wave, completely unstoppable.

The inner qi on his fist was instantly scattered.

Not only that, the Splitting Fist was like the Mountain-opening Giant Axe, his fist almost split in two, the pain unbearable!

"Ah!"

Feng Xing screamed, withdrawing his arm, stumbling back several steps.

Under the impact of Chen Tang’s Splitting Fist’s force, his entire right arm couldn’t lift, his fist quickly swelling and uncontrollably trembling.

The crowd erupted in exclamation!

Initially, seeing Feng Xing continuously evade, many felt he was too weak.

Unexpectedly, after just one clash, Feng Xing couldn’t withstand it and suffered severe injuries!

Indeed, that punch from Chen Tang was an opportunity.

Feng Xing’s prediction wasn’t wrong; the conversion of the Tiger Form Straight Fist to the Splitting Fist, due to incorrect posture, couldn’t exert full power.

But, it was a flaw he sold deliberately.

Even without the full power of the Tiger Form Splitting Fist, just the Vast Sea Force contained in Chen Tang’s fist technique was something Feng Xing couldn’t withstand!

If he had truly swung his arm fully, with just that strike, Feng Xing’s arm would have been severed!

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Tang didn’t give Feng Xing any respite, advanced with the Tiger Step, both hands striking out, left hand as a tiger claw grasping at Feng Xing’s face, right hand concealed below, aiming directly at the throat!

Stealing Food from a Tiger’s Mouth!

Feng Xing was in great distress, continually stimulating his inner qi, trying to alleviate the pain and restore feeling to his right arm.

If it weren’t a death match, he could have begged for mercy and escaped danger by now.

Unexpectedly, choosing a death match turned out to be a trap of his own making, putting him in a difficult situation.

Suddenly!

Feng Xing’s vision went dark.

Chen Tang’s palm had already covered his sight, reaching straight for his face!

By this time, it was too late to dodge.

Feng Xing turned his body and lifted his leg, fiercely kicking towards Chen Tang’s waist and abdomen!

Just as his leg was raised, a sharp pain erupted, as if he had kicked a piece of iron!

It was Chen Tang’s Fierce Tiger Climbing Mountain footwork, continuously stepping forward, prematurely neutralizing Feng Xing’s move.

The next moment, Feng Xing’s face was grabbed.

Feng Xing was shocked, hurriedly raising his left hand, gripping Chen Tang’s wrist tightly, preventing him from exerting force.

Squelch!

Feng Xing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat!

"Ahh..."

His breathing noise suddenly turned extremely strange.

Feng Xing staggered backward repeatedly, using his left hand to cover his throat forcefully, yet unable to stop the gushing blood.

The previously noisy Amaterasu Palace suddenly fell silent.

Outside, however, it was still noisy and chaotic, unable to see what had happened inside.

The onlookers turned pale, their faces full of shock.

They had clearly seen it, that ugly man took a step forward, extended his palm, and with just one move, tore open Feng Xing’s throat, pulling out his windpipe and bones!

The blood was blindingly red, impossible to stop.

To be precise, even Feng Xing’s hand couldn’t cover the wound.

The wound was too large.

Feng Xing stared wide-eyed, fixating on Chen Tang, full of unwillingness, his lips parted and closed a few times but no sound came out, finally falling to his knees with a thud, dead!

Only then did a wave of sound erupt within Amaterasu Palace.

"Didn’t expect it to end so quickly!"

"Indeed, I don’t know if this person is too strong or this Feng Xing is too weak, just an empty name."

"Does no one care about the Tiger Subduing Fist? It seems so powerful, looks simple but the moves are so fierce, too strong!"

"It’s a pity this Feng Xing had eyes but failed to recognize, having the chance to cultivate the Tiger Subduing Fist, yet seeing it as trash, he truly deserved to die."

"I wonder if joining Chuansi Country will allow us the opportunity to learn this Tiger Subduing Fist."

The Amaterasu Palace buzzed with noise, never stopping.

At this point, those outside squeezed in realized that life and death had already been decided inside.

Two elders of the Amaterasu Race secretly clicked their tongues.

With their insight, they had judged within the first few moves that this fight was unfavorable for Feng Xing.

But unexpectedly, it ended so quickly.

Even someone with Amaterasu Chizuru’s composure was a bit unsettled, muttering, "Three moves, only three moves of real combat and Feng Xing is dead..."

Perhaps the only ones not surprised by this result were Ye Yushi and Shen Yu.

Chen Tang casually discarded the large pieces of flesh he had just torn apart.

When he first started cultivating the Tiger Subduing Fist, he could only crush Master Chai’s throat with a Stealing Food from a Tiger’s Mouth move.

Yet now, with a casual grab, he could tear off the throat of a Fifth Grade martial artist!

Chen Tang walked towards Amaterasu Chizuru, and upon approaching, said, "Give me the token."

"Oh, oh."

Amaterasu Chizuru was startled, then reacted, "I need to record your name first."

"Murong Haitang."

Chen Tang said.

Amaterasu Chizuru froze for a moment, then said, "A good name..."

She wrote down the name and corresponding number on the token, made a backup record, and then handed the token to Chen Tang.

Shen Yu, a little excited, hopped over and smiled, "Brother Murong, thank you."

"No problem."

Chen Tang seemed preoccupied, casually replying.

In fact, even during the death match with Feng Xing, half of his mind was on his dantian.

The mysterious power from the Celestial Mirror, after entering his dantian and struggling with the Vajra Relic, couldn’t escape and settled down quietly.

Chen Tang carefully sensed it, indeed feeling no discomfort.

If there’s no major concern...

Chen Tang rubbed his chin, pondering to himself, "I’ve heard there are two more divine artifacts in the Old Capital..."