Chapter 294 What Kind of Martial Artist Are You?
The masked man concentrated intently, acting cautiously, wondering what this trick was. Why didn't he have any clue what it was? Could it be that Ji Qiufeng had developed some powerful new talisman that required self-mutilation to draw blood?
Thinking of this, he immediately perked up and said with great interest: "It seems that you have your own plans, so let me see them!"
With that, the masked man stood still, intent on defending himself with the power of the Steel Body Talisman. Chu Hengkong raised his finger, pointing directly at the mask's eyehole. The masked man nodded sharply, deflecting the attack with his head, and said proudly, "Young man, you used the Zhengxuan Qifeng to break the Steel Body Talisman, but your thinking is too old-fashioned. You must know that I was born with an abnormal physique, and your Qifeng method cannot activate my acupoints."
Chu Hengkong laughed when he heard this and said, "I haven't learned this."
"......?" The masked man was stunned. "What are you doing?"
Chu Hengkong put his fingers together and a blood-red blade beam ten meters long suddenly appeared above the arena.
"We agreed not to use weapons. I'll use my fingers as swords." He shook the air to make a sound.
The masked man was almost sweating: "You... why did you use such brutal means when we were just sparring... oh, dangerous!"
He stood at attention and leaped dramatically to the side, dodging the crescent-shaped slash. The masked man waved his hand angrily, "You ignorant young man, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson. Drink!"
The masked man swung his right arm, its massive form sweeping forward like a tree pillar. Chu Hengkong met the blow with his finger blade, retreating half a step before suddenly switching from defense to offense, unleashing a counterattack that slashed directly at his opponent's shoulder. The masked man charged head-on, his shoulder flashing red as the blade's light vanished into a fleeting spark.
He used the firelight to propel him upwards, turning around and launching a kick, but with a superb counterattack, he neutralized Chu Hengkong's counterattack. This move was heavy but not fast, and even the onlookers could see clearly that it was a deliberate attempt to teach Chu Hengkong a lesson. Chu Hengkong, however, was delighted by this and, with a sidearm, he took the kick and retreated to the side.
The masked man immediately launched a kick, swift as the wind, as he landed. Chu Hengkong stood still, his shoulder struck when he strangely flew sideways, retaliating with a knife-hand attack. A spark of light flashed from his shoulder, the very technique the masked man had used earlier!
The masked man snorted and struck out to his side with his own blade, intercepting Chu Hengkong's sudden attack. He distanced himself and said, "This Burning Night's Glowing Style is barely of the highest standard. How did Ji Qiufeng teach it to this point?"
"I didn't teach you." Chu Hengkong shrugged. "I learned it from you."
"Haha, your mouth is harder than your fist. Then let's see what you're really capable of." The masked man didn't believe it at all. He flipped his hand and showed another talisman.
The talisman was golden in color, depicting a fragment of stone engulfed in flames. He deliberately flashed the talisman to the audience below, proudly exclaiming, "Look! This is the Sichen Wanjun Talisman!"
The mercenaries cheered again, their eyes filled with admiration. The Sichen Wanjun Talisman could establish a connection with the enemy, preventing their escape and significantly weakening their attacks. It was one of the most powerful low-quality talismans, a true symbol of the Chenjun Palace's legacy.
This kind of talisman was a life-saving relic on the battlefield. Even experienced Heart Sword cultivators, after gathering all the necessary materials, would need to retreat for days to create such a talisman. However, this man, using the method of uniting his spirit and energy, could easily create one. In the eyes of the mercenaries, he was a master who could produce trump cards at a high rate.
Everyone looked at Chu Hengkong again, thinking that no matter how secretive this martial artist was, he should at least show some real skills.
Chu Hengkong didn't waste any words and stabbed himself twice more: "Go on."
"Alright, let's begin the third round..." The masked man slapped the talisman on himself, "Hey, what the hell are you doing?!"
Chu Hengkong was baffled. "I'm accumulating Qi for a thousand years, what are you doing?"
"Yiqi Qianqiu, I see..." The masked man took a deep breath, "This is a sparring match, you idiot! Are you using Yiqi Qianqiu to spar with your fellow disciples?!"
"Yes." Chu Hengkong was confused. "I also use this when fighting with my girlfriend."
Ji Huaisu shouted from the audience, "Uncle, please stop picking fights. What else do martial artists use in a fight if not Yiqi Qianqiu?"
The mercenaries looked as if they had seen a ghost. The masked man covered his forehead with one hand and said hesitantly, "This... doesn't make sense... I just went to the front line last week, I shouldn't be out of touch with the times..."
He pulled himself together and shouted, "No! You almost led me astray. Where is your talisman?"
Chu Hengkong said calmly, "I can't draw."
"Is there still a martial artist who can't draw talismans? Why would Ji Qiufeng, who is proficient in both talismans and spears, train a disciple like you?!"
"The city lord said that the most important thing for martial artists is the 'martial arts' such as fists, feet, swords and weapons. As for the 'skills', the four secret teachings of Yiqi Qianqiu, Fen Ye, Zhengxuan Gangqi Jia and Immortal and Indestructible Skill are basically enough. The rest can be handled according to circumstances." Chu Hengkong spoke the truth.
As soon as these words came out, the mercenaries were so shocked that they could not even express their feelings. The masked man covered his face and sighed, "It's my fault... I shouldn't have reasoned with that idiot who was taught by force... You, you, hey!"
He threw his head in anger and shouted in self-deprecation: "Just take it first!!"
Chu Hengkong decisively launched a punch, intent on testing the talisman's power. The masked man allowed his punch to strike, but the energy within him collapsed upon impact, dispersing like water droplets around the ring. Chu Hengkong could clearly see that this wasn't a Longquan Township secret, but rather the effect of the Sichen Wanjun Talisman.
He instantly accelerated, unleashing three hundred strikes, a small portion of which incorporated the True Weapon's nebulous body annihilation field. But debris flew across the arena, all attacks blocked by the talisman. The masked man let out a long laugh, his energy suddenly unleashing, shattering the countless tiny needles hidden in the air. Chu Hengkong had secretly transformed the released energy into "needles" to trigger the Chaos Star, but this back-up plan was immediately seen through by the masked man!
"Come, come, come..."
The masked man grasped the air, the force repelled by the talisman gathering in his palm, forming a golden rope. The other end of this rope connected directly to Chu Hengkong, causing him to feel a long-lost sense of weakness. The masked man tugged fiercely at the rope formed by the Wanjun Talisman. In his other hand, blood-red aura blazed fiercely, forming a fiery fist.
"Since you like secret teachings so much, why don't you take me on too!" The masked man laughed, "Burning Night, rising!"
A flash of golden light emanated from the ropes, instantly freezing Chu Hengkong, who had only time to reach forward with his prosthetic hand. The masked man's mighty fist lashed out with the force of a mountain-splitting, rock-shattering fist. Its power grew with his momentum, expanding in an instant to the point where it could engulf the entire arena. Li Ke and Ji Huaisu attacked simultaneously, creating a barrier of dust and trees in the center of the exhibition. However, the barrier shattered before it even appeared, shattered by the aftermath of the fist. Like a scorching sunrise, the fist engulfed the killer.
"Oh my god, something's going to happen!" Li Ke exclaimed.
"It's okay." Ji Huaisu felt relieved. "This is what he's least afraid of."
At that moment, everyone at the exhibition saw a flash of blood.
A strangely colored "dot" rose within the fiery aura, like a cold, murderous demon opening its single eye. Then, the aura twisted like a vortex, and the giant fist shrank at an incredible speed. In a single instant, the blood-red demonic eye devoured everything. The numerous strange phenomena in the arena vanished, leaving only the intact killer and his iron fist!
"——The secret technique of Canxin's anti-soul."
"What is this...?!" the masked man exclaimed.
Chu Hengkong leaped forward, his fist piercing his opponent's chest. All the power he'd absorbed through his secret technique unleashed in this single blow, a terrifying force completely infusing the masked man's massive frame. Caught off guard, the masked man was blasted right out of the ring's perimeter, and the small animals hurriedly made way to avoid the incoming might...
But the horrific crushing accident didn't happen! Because, just before he was about to go out of bounds, the masked man hooked his toes on the edge of the ring, stabilizing the last line with a difficult move like a one-legged bridge! Even the large package behind him maintained a slight distance from the ground. The mercenaries applauded! What a skill!
"Huh... Huh... This secret technique... is truly amazing." The masked man panted. "I've never seen such a magic before. I was careless before... But when it comes to cherishing weapons, we must not give up easily in this battle. Wait until I get up. Another three hundred rounds!"
Chu Hengkong also applauded and said sincerely, "Your boxing skills and magic are indeed superb. Please fight me seriously when you have time. But in today's competition, you lost."
The masked man was slightly annoyed when he heard this, and he deliberately maintained a high level of difficulty to highlight his ability. "Look carefully, why do you say that?!"
"Because the ring can't hold up anymore."
"Ah." The masked man was stunned. "Wait, wait, wait—!"
There was a crackling sound, and the masked man's footsteps made an ominous sound. The small stone, having experienced such a chaotic struggle and supporting the masked man's massive body, could no longer bear such an unbearable weight. Finally, it shattered into pieces on the ground—causing the person who had been deliberately maintaining a difficult posture to lie on the ground, lying like a sleeping baby.
“…” The masked man didn’t move.
Chu Hengkong couldn't help but laugh.
"How could this be?! Hey, this doesn't count! Everyone saw it, right? This, this has nothing to do with martial arts, it can't be counted!!"
The audience erupted in laughter, with both the animals and mercenaries laughing, filling the exhibition with a lively atmosphere. The masked man rolled to his feet, raised his hand like a good student, and said, "Accident! Rematch! Rematch!"
Trick appeared behind him like a ghost, holding the package with one hand: "Okay, okay, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it when we get to the detention center..."
"Let me go, I won't accept it!"
"You're showing off after a bet with a kid and you still have the nerve to say 'I don't agree'~"
"No, honestly, I feel bad for the gun. Can you let me shoot it again? Just one more round—"
The Little Animals team drove up in a rather large police car, and the diligent Captain Trick escorted the mysterious masked man into the car. Chu Hengkong picked up the rifle, weighed it twice, and then put it on his back with great satisfaction: "What a good gun."
Ji Huaisu cast a shadow and looked into the distance, exclaiming in amazement: "So this is what ordinary martial artists are like..."
"No, regardless of whether it's martial arts or not, I don't think this has anything to do with 'normal'." Vander said.
(End of this chapter)
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