AST 1944 - Powerful Consecutive Moves, Starry Immortal Palace (1/2)

The power of the Tyrant Lord was great, pure, and he was also very agile. This was what he excelled in. He had thought that Qing Shui would at least be hurt from this attack. He hadn't expected that Qing Shui would only retreat a few steps with his vital energy and blood intact with no major damages.

Qing Shui circulated his powers to the peak. Without any weapons, his strength was inferior to the old man he was up against. However, when one was around his level, strength was something which didn't matter much. Even with that said, men still enjoyed having powerful strength. It gave them a greater sense of satisfaction, being able to suppress and defeat their opponents with absolute violence.

”Bring out your weapon. My weapon is this pair of gloves.” Tyrant Lord did not intent on attacking immediately and said to Qing Shui.

”Don't worry, I am not that arrogant. I'll bring out my weapon the moment when I need it. However, you'll need to watch out as well. Don't be hesitant of hurting me. Don't give any opportunities to your opponents.” Qing Shui smiled and only said what he needed to convey. Otherwise, it'd just be him showing off.

”Let's go again!” Tyrant Lord lifted up his arms, preparing himself and waiting for Qing Shui to attack.

Qing Shui curled his hands a little, lifting up his legs.

Nine Palace Steps!

Qing Shui appeared right before the old man and punched.

Tyrant Lord's reaction was in no way inferior and countered as well. This time around, with a force that seemed stronger than before.

The Tyrant Lord knew that Qing Shui was resistant to attacks and thus went all out, not pulling any punches. His arms were like huge Fire Dragon Hammers, smashing toward Qing Shui fiercely.

Qing Shui's expression didn't change as he landed his punch on the old man's fist.

Taichi had the principle of using the opponent's power and turning them into your own. Qing Shui's figure spun like a top and passed by from under the old man's arm as he lowered his body. As he passed by, his punch went out toward the Tyrant Lord's ribs.

The Tyrant Lord reacted to the sudden strike and drew back his arms to shield his left ribs.

Boom!

A loud and stifled sound rang out. Qing Shui's figure once again slid behind the Tyrant Lord and at the speed of lightning, struck at the seven-inch point on the old man's spine, causing the Tyrant Lord to move forward unsteadily.

It was at this moment when Qing Shui's figure dashed forth once again.

While the Tyrant Lord's figure was stumbling forward, he had also sensed that Qing Shui was dashing out toward him. He didn't even turn around and sent his two arms lashing backward rapidly like two whips. His lashing movements were spinning as he protected himself in the center.

Qing Shui didn't back off and sent out another punch. The knuckle on the middle finger of his curled hand had struck fiercely.

Quchi Acupoint!

Pa!

Qing Shui didn't stop but the Tyrant Lord's body had stopped for a moment. His arms were numb and aching. He was unable to summon any strength. It was then when Qing Shui struck against the Tyrant Lord's back with his elbow, causing the Tyrant Lord to become even more unsteady, appearing as if he would fall at any moment.

Nine Palace Steps!

Qing Shui lashed out one of his arms to assault the Tyrant Lord's neck.

The Tyrant Lord's body had terrifyingly strong defensive abilities and Qing Shui was also aware of The Tyrant Lord’s resistance toward physical attacks. His strength lied in that he had both strong defenses and attacks. He was the strongest cultivator of the physical body that Qing Shui had ever met. In addition to that, he even possessed a good level of dexterity as well. Ordinary cultivators were no match for him. This person was like a human Tyrannosaurus.

The Tyrant Lord was so aggrieved that he felt like puking blood. Although his body's resistance to physical attacks wasn’t bad, the neck wasn't a spot that should be easily struck. He instinctively blocked with his hands.

Boom!

Qing Shui's strength was not much inferior compared to the Tyrant Lord to begin with. As he lashed out while the Tyrant Lord was still unsteady on his feet, he managed to send him flying.

This was not the end. Qing Shui's consecutive moves would not stop now that they had begun. His body continued getting closer to the Tyrant Lord.

Cannon Fist!

Qing Shui had studied more in-depth into some of the fist techniques from his previous life. Some of the fist and palm techniques from his previous life could also unleash fierce prowess with Qing Shui's current strength.