22 Kill (1/2)
”Black Sand Palm?”
Song Zhigao naturally recognized this widely-known technique.
Honestly speaking, the technique was a stupid one. It needed an extended period of training for the bones to be able to withstand the strength the technique produced. He was being cultivated by the Spirit Returning Sect and this technique was nothing to him.
However, Song Zhigao could not believe how great the power was when the technique was executed by someone else.
When both got into contact with each other, a deafening sound of bones fracturing was heard. Song Zhigao experienced immense pain on both of his arms and screamed. His body flew and his blood splashed everywhere when his body was in mid-air.
”Your….your power….you are a freak!”
He landed on the ground. He screamed as he looked at his broken arms. He looked at Fang Yuan as if Fang Yuan was a beast.
'My power now is nearly twice as much as a normal human being! This is not only record-breaking, this allows my foundations to be far greater than any normal martial artist with the help of the Vermillion Jade Rice!'
Fang Yuan looked at this scene and understood why he was able to perform that well.
When experts duelled, any small differences can affect the result. Song Zhigao was at [Martial Artist (3rd Gate)]. The quality of his body was not as great as Fang Yuan's. Also, it had been a long time since he was in a battle as he was used to being a comprador. Plus, he was a coward. Hence, it was inevitable that he lost.
”Who are you exactly?”
Song Zhigao landed on the ground, rolled his eyes and was in shock. ”Don't kill me. I can give you lots of treasures and even the martial arts manual….”
”You talk too much!”
Deep inside, Fang Yuan knew never to argue too much with an enemy. He went straight up and broke Song Zhigao's skull.
”Bang!”
Song Zhigao's body laid down on the ground.
”Aahh!”
”Murder!”
The duel happened so fast that when the servants started to react, Fang Yuan had already killed Song Zhigao.
”I'm not a murderer!”
With a hat and towel to conceal his identity, he wouldn't have the thought of killing any witnesses, which involved hitting the ones that screamed the loudest till they fainted.
This was one of the ideas that he got from the dream world.
Everyone would want to claim some trophies after defeating the boss.
Only this time, Fang Yuan had a miscalculation.
”You thief! You still dare to be angry after killing someone!”
”Crack!”
The door frame broke into pieces and flew right at Fang Yuan like raindrops!
Among the flying wooden pieces, a person zoomed past. He pointed out his fingers from his right hand and poked at Fang Yuan's eyebrows.
”Whoosh!”
The sword essence gave a whooshing sound as it swept through the air
”An expert!”
Fang Yuan returned a hit with his palm and duelled with the person in mid-air. He fell backwards and stared at the person.
”You're at the 3rd Gate?”
The person was wearing a jade-green coloured robe, with a golden waistband and a jade hanging by the side. He was young and had a chic outfit. He looked at Fang Yuan with disdain and said, ”You have got the guts to kill my comprador from the Spirit Returning Sect, how dare you!”
Fang Yuan looked at the red print on his palm and was stunned for a moment.
From his training of the Black Sand Palm, he had nearly achieved the highest level in terms of his skill. He should be immune to normal fist attacks, but not sword attacks.
However, his palm had an immense pain this time.
”I didn't expect Song Zhigao to have men around, and one who is at the 4th or 5th Gate!”
Fang Yuan had underestimated the power of his opponent and his opponent was definitely a powerful one. It seemed that his opponent was well trained for a long time and had a very strong body quality. Previously, he could defeat the Old Master with random moves but would have lost if he duelled with his current opponent.
”Afraid to say something?”
At that moment, his opponent approached him calmly. ”It is okay if you do not want to speak now. I will still take you down and torture you till you speak with the ten different levels of tortures of the Spirit Returning Sect. I'm not really sure which level you can endure ….. Those who kill my men will have to pay the price!”
”Your men?”
Fang Yuan asked in a hoarse voice, ”You are Song Yujie?”
”Oh? You recognize me?”
Song Yujie became curious.
”Hoooo…..”
Fang Yuan didn't answer his question but let out a long breath.
If he had met other experts, he would have ran away by now.
But what about Song Yujie?
To be honest, Song Zhigao was just a sidekick of Song Yujie. Song Yujie was really the man in charge!
”Well, I am quite lucky today!”
Fang Yuan laid both his palms flat. Previously, his palms were in good condition like a white jade. Now, his palms were bruised.
”You should feel proud for being able to train the Black Sand Palm to such state, but your external power is too weak. How can you even match yourself with my divine power of the Spirit Returning Sect?”
Song Yujie mocked him, lifted up his right fingers and aimed it right at him like a sword. ”Have a taste of my Spirit Returning sword skills!”