Chapter 58: White True Monarch (1/2)

Chapter 58: White True Monarch

But, Song Shuhang immediately realized; it wasn’t that the opponent was weak, instead it was he who had become strong.

The ‘Body Tempering Liquid’ had strengthened his body to the limits of an ordinary human body. After cultivating in the foundation building fist technique just once, the quality of his body had already experienced an earth-shaking transformation.

At this point of time, Nan Haomeng joyfully laughed out loud, “You’re indeed a true expert, such a powerful claw technique.”

The fist that was stopped couldn’t be pulled back, so he raised his leg to knee Shuhang without any hesitation.

A knee attack isn’t allowed in traditional Sanda fights, but Nan Haomeng wasn’t in a Sanda compet.i.tion right now. Although he was a big guy with an honest smile, he was no fool. In a fight, use whatever that is effective!

[TL: While Sanda is very similar to MMA, they usually don’t allow knee strikes apparently.]

Song Shuhang sighed, the hand that he shaped like a dragon’s claw ruthlessly swung up; claw like a dragon dancing, even when the claw has caught its prey, it can still dance like a dragon.

What dances isn’t merely the dragon’s claw, there was also the prey that was caught.

Nan Haomeng suddenly felt his 110kg body being thrown off the ground!

Furthermore, his opponent did it with a single arm.

Nan Haomeng’s heart skipped a beat. What terrifying power, this guy isn’t just able to lift my good-for-nothing juniors with a single arm, he could even easily throw off a big guy like me!

However, I will not fall this easily!

“Roar!” Nan Haomeng roared, then lowered his body, trying to forcefully break the fall with his body. At the same time, he pulled back his right arm, intending to release a flurry of attacks once he landed.

It was at this moment that Song Shuhang made his next move.

Foundation Building Fist Technique Two. Fists like meteors. In the blink of an eye, over ten punches landed unceasingly on Nan Haomeng’s body.

Because he was too quick, Nan Haomeng wasn’t even able to react. Therefore, the big guy became a proper sandbag in mid-air.

When Song Shuhang punched, he didn’t recite the Fist Scripture Chant.

First, because there was no time. Second, if he added spirit qi onto the fist by reciting the Fist Scripture Chant, he might end up punching a hole through his opponent’s body.

When that happens, there would be metal bars awaiting Song Shuhang.

If he gets unlucky, he’d enter as a daisy, and leave as a sunflower.

To add on to that, he even intentionally held back half his strength in his punches.

Even so, his tempered fists were still dreadfully powerful. Tens of punches rained down, Sandbag Nan Haomeng was punched into a daze.

Nan Haomeng…… was knocked down!

Song Shuhang pulled back his fists, then slowly breathed out a breath of putrid air, giving the slight impression of an expert.

Nan Haomeng bitterly kneaded the places that were hit, and asked, “What kind of fighting style is this? Ancient Huaxia Wushu?

“Foundation Building Fist Technique, Two.” Song Shuhang’s tone was mysteriously deep.

“Foundation Building Fist Technique 2? What the h.e.l.l is that?” Nan Haomeng blurted out.

Song Shuhang suddenly felt very depressed. If he could, he’d rather throw out a cool and awesome that could scare people. It was a pity that he had no fate with those cool names.

Seeing Song Shuhang’s ill-intentioned face, Nan Haomeng decisively conceded defeat, “I lost!”

He sighed, as they simply weren’t on the same level. He was born strong, yet his opponent was still so much stronger.

He had a solid foundation in Sanda, yet his opponent’s fist techniques seemed to be much more superior than his.

“A wise choice.” Song Shuhang nodded, “Well then, as usual, the loser has to pay the price.”

Nan Haomeng roguishly replied, “I’ve got no money.”

He tilted his neck and turned away. In the worst case he could just get beat up some more. He had no money, but he has one life! He definitely wouldn’t allow himself to be extorted.

“I don’t need money.” Song Shuhang said this but in his heart he was thinking otherwise, he’s recently been short of money, “I need you to investigate something for me.”

There’s a limit to how much one person can do, while hoodlums have their own intelligence network.

Perhaps he could find the person who investigated him yesterday.

Although he had already decided to ask Senior Medicine Master for help, more preparation wouldn’t hurt!