Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 1219 - 473: Measure of Strength (Part 3)
Capítulo 1219: Chapter 473: Measure of Strength (Part 3)
With those words, his figure moved and he was already in front of Su Mo.
Instantly, the courtyard gusted with wind, and the shadows of the trees swayed.
Seeing that Su Mo truly showed no reaction, he couldn’t help but feel a tense apprehension, fearing this palm strike would truly bring Su Mo harm. As the palm fell, he instinctively withdrew three parts of his force.
There was a bang.
A handprint appeared on Su Mo’s chest.
The energy wind rolled up from there, spreading around with a whoosh.
Su Mo’s hair lightly fluttered, and he smiled slightly:
“Don’t worry, senior. I can handle it.”
“…”
Upon hearing Su Mo speak, his breath showed no sign of disturbance.
Qi Dingtian couldn’t help but be astonished.
He was the esteemed Patriarch of the Qi Family, with unparalleled martial arts skills.
Though he didn’t dare claim himself equal to the predecessors, deep down he knew that even among the Qi Family elders, only by testing skills could one truly understand prowess.
This palm strike may have used merely thirty percent of its force, yet even among that thirty, he pulled back three parts.
Yet across Nanhai, there aren’t many who could withstand it.
And as for those daring to take it with their chest, they are even rarer.
For that moment, he felt his palm striking not a person… but a mountain!
“Incredible!”
Qi Nian’s eyes almost sparkled with stars.
Qi Shengxuan was equally astonished, his expression unchanged, but his brows slightly furrowed.
The only one with no change was Wei Ziyi.
The longer she spent with Su Mo, the more she felt his greatness.
No matter the strength of the enemy.
Before him, they were all helpless.
In the Donghuang region, the renowned masters could all claim dominance before seeing him.
Yet upon encountering Su Mo, no matter the master, they could only submit and admire.
Having witnessed this for a while, Su Mo’s invincible presence had long engraved in her heart.
This scene didn’t move her.
At that moment, Qi Dingtian suddenly withdrew, eyeing Su Mo up and down:
“Truly unharmed?”
“Please continue, senior.”
Su Mo smiled.
“So you possess an exceptional Body Protection Divine Skill.”
Qi Dingtian laughed heartily, “If that’s the case, pardon this old man’s impudence.”
With a pivot of his foot, both hands flipped, Qi Shengxuan was momentarily stunned:
“Father, you…”
Before he finished speaking, Qi Dingtian had already flown forth.
A silhouette swept through the air, appearing in every direction.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Dingtian’s figure filled the sky.
Front, back, overhead, and beneath.
Carrying overwhelming power, changing fists and kicks, adaptable as desired.
A hundred styles of fists and kicks enveloped Su Mo in an instant.
The term dense as rain can no longer describe the speed of this style.
Seeing this, Wei Ziyi asked:
“How can it be this fast?”
“This is a style from Qi Family’s Absolute Skill, ‘Feihuang Technique,’ incredibly fast and all-pervasive.
“Hero Su’s Body Protection Divine Skill is truly formidable.
“However, any protective skill must have its vulnerability.
“Under the ‘Feihuang Technique,’ no vulnerability can remain hidden…”
His words reached their limit here.
As he spoke, the ‘Feihuang Technique’ had already struck countless times.
Yet Su Mo remained unmoved.
This is entirely illogical!
Unless…
“Hero Su’s Body Protection Divine Skill, does it not have a vulnerability?”
Qi Shengxuan’s face showed a bewildered expression.
Qi Dingtian seemed to realize this as well, his many forms suddenly condensed into one point, raising a hand and a fist, which again fell on Su Mo’s chest with a bang.
This time was different from before.
Previously, that palm strike used three parts Inner Strength, a simple strike.
Now this punch was condensed under the ‘Feihuang Technique,’ seemingly a single punch, but actually had a thousandfold forces combined in an instant.
Thus named the ‘Thousand Emperor Breaking Army.’
Containing sixty percent power, the ‘Thousand Emperor Breaking Army’ could effortlessly shatter mountains and rocks.
Its power was indescribably strong.
Over the years, even while sparring, Qi Dingtian had never unleashed this move so thoroughly.
Yet after throwing this punch, he immediately regretted it.
But this move was not like before.
It couldn’t be recalled at will.
He could only gather his strength and strike it out.
Another dull sound erupted!
Yet accompanying the dull sound came a muffled groan.
Qi Shengxuan’s face changed, quickly looking at Su Mo.
The ‘Thousand Emperor Breaking Army’ is not to be taken lightly. If Su Mo were harmed, it would indeed be difficult to explain to Wei Ziyi.
But upon looking, Su Mo’s complexion revealed no alteration, with an excellent color, clearly not wounded.
Astonished, he quickly turned back, only to see Qi Dingtian staggering back a couple of steps.
One hand was already swollen like a bear’s paw.
The pain made the old man gasp.
Qi Shengxuan couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath as well.
“How… is this possible?”
Even if the Nanhai Alliance Leader Gao Tianqi arrived personally and faced the ‘Thousand Emperor Breaking Army,’ he wouldn’t end up like this.
Standing unscathed, while the attacker suffered so much that his face turned white.
Yet unknown is that Su Mo had shown restraint.
Facing Qi Dingtian, he truly didn’t wish to strike, so he just stood still.
His protective skills now consisted of two sets.
One was the Twelve grade Golden Bell Shield, the other the Wuxiang divine Sword aura.
The latter, based on Immortal Heavenly Gang, was encased with Wuxiang Water Armor, and Su Mo often employed Pure Yang Inner Power to drive the Water Force, encasing it with boiling water.
In retrospect, Qi Dingtian’s random beating couldn’t say whether it broke the Protective Gang Qi.
Should it scald with a big blister, it wouldn’t be good.
It was better to protect with the Twelve grade Golden Bell Shield.
Yet secretly deploy the skill of dispersing forces, preventing Qi Dingtian from enduring this force of recoil.
Otherwise, that earlier punch itself would have injured Qi Dingtian severely.
The precedent of the past with the Heavenly Gate Master was not far off; Su Mo certainly wouldn’t allow Qi Dingtian to suffer the same fate.
Despite that, Qi Dingtian still couldn’t entirely escape unscathed.
Seeing the old man grimacing in pain, Su Mo couldn’t help but ask:
“Senior, are you alright?”
“…”
Qi Dingtian’s hair and beard fluttered: “Extremely well!”
Seeing him full of vigor, Su Mo relaxed:
“Want to continue?”
“Forget it!”
Qi Dingtian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry:
“With your Bronze Skin Iron Bone, even Gao Tianqi wielding the Haori Golden Blade might not break it, right?”
“…That, hasn’t been tested, wouldn’t dare to make assumptions.”
