Chapter 112: Rising Wave of the Dragon and Snake (1/2)

Chapter 112: Rising Wave of the Dragon and Snake

In the clash of shoulder and elbow, Cheng Shanming suddenly dropped downwards. His shoulder drifted away from his initial target by just a single inch and fell squarely onto the Wang Chao’s strike in a perfect angle.

Just at that moment, Wang Chao’s other fist had nearly arrived at Cheng Shanming’s face. The fierce gust of wind had been like knives, and the wind had cut into his face in a slightly painful manner.

If this blow of Wang Chao’s were to connect, then Cheng Shenming would no longer have a face.

Pa! Cheng Shanming’s hands had shot forth from his ribs with unexpected success. His hands slanted upwards and completely protected his face from the fierce Pounding Fist of Wang Chao.

But, Wang Chao’s Pounding Jin had been extremely formidable. Throughout the entire move, whether it was in power or inspiration, they were both at their limits and had forced Cheng Shanming’s hands to be blown apart away from the fist like a missile.

Wang Chao’s fist which had been one with the universe was truly unblockable. With this constant bombardment of the Pounding Fist, his opponent had no possible way of defending against it. Even if they were to try, the power from his fist would tear their defenses apart with lasting effects.

Cheng Shanming simply did not expect for Wang Chao’s very first assault to contain his most strongest and inspired attack. In an instant, his advantage had been taken away, forcing him to rely completely on his own pure skill and deceptive movements. Try as hard as he might, the advantage he lost would not be so easily returned.

In two consecutive attacks, Wang Chao’s fist had blown Cheng Shanming’s fist away without fail. At this, Cheng Shanming was secretly shocked. He knew now that this seemingly mild like youth was not in fact a newbie, but he was a once-per-generation master of martial arts. An artisan of Xingyiquan. If he did not keep his guard up, then he would be beaten and killed as if it was normal.

Quelling his emotions instantly, he took a single foot backwards while simultaneously shifting strangely to Wang Chao’s left side. His hand formed a blade and hacked at him with a diagonal stroke. There was a faint whistling sound that sounded as if an actual metallic knife was vibrating through the air.

Wang Chao’s entire mind had been honed in on Cheng Shanming, meaning there was no way he didn’t know what Cheng Shanming had been intending to do. Furthermore, he himself learned the footwork of Baguazhang to an excellent degree. The way his opponent’s step had moved to fight him, he was familiar with that feeling. Seeing Cheng Shanming make his step, Wang Chao followed him up so that they were face to face again.

Bang! When the foot collided with the ground, the ground shook as Wang Chao’s Pounding Fist of the horse stance rose to meet Cheng Shanming’s chopping palm.

As the fist and palm were about to meet, Cheng Shanming’s palm pressed downwards so that his abdominal cavity let out a rumbling sound. His entire skin suddenly went red as his entire arm seemingly grew larger while bringing his hand down with a higher amount of pressure!

This one push, drag, and drawing of his hand resembled that of a butcher’s knife in the hand of a butcher–ready to split open the stomach of a fat pig.

As this blade-like hand pressed down, it brought along a ripping sound that pierced the ears of everyone around..

Cheng Shanming’s skill with his hand had allowed him to use the secret hand blade technique of Baguazhang, “Dragging Blade Jin”. A chop, a press, a drag, and a pull, these four ways to apply strength was combined into one to store power to an unbelievable degree. Cheng Shanming’s hand would be able to release a chop so strong that it could create a deep groove within a cemented electric pole. If used on a human, then it would be like using a large knife to cut open the stomach.

This move was also the most terrifying technique of circulating Jin within the Cheng sect of Baguazhang. A single chop with this technique, no matter how the opponent blocked, the Hidden Jin within the chop would cut apart the arteries and send blood everywhere.

That was because this “Dragging Blade Jin” was far too malevolent. It was never meant to be used casually, but today Cheng Shanming had been forced to use it because of Wang Chao. If he couldn’t secure the upper hand again, then it was hard to say that he would lose himself to Wang Chao’s fierce barrage of attacks and lose his life.

Cheng Shanming was a supreme master of Baguazhang. Even if Chen Aiyang were to face him at his peak strength, the outcome of the match would be impossible to tell. He was not a newbie disguised as a genius as Ye Xuan was. Although Wang Chao’s fist had an ultra-high level of force, if Cheng Shanming’s palm were to meet it, then Wang Chao would not be able to overcome it.

In this moment, the air had screamed with the sounds of a blade. Wang Chao’s fist had begun to feel the amazing power of a blade of wind streak across his arms. His sleeves seemed as if it was cut apart by scissors and was cut in two. At the same time, his hair and pores felt as if they were on fire like a blade was cutting over it and blood would spurt out any moment.

If it were any other expert, they would most certainly pull back their hands and retreat at such a feeling. But Wang Chao had experienced many fights before and knew that in a competition of inspiration, no matter how short, Cheng Shanming had reached a realm of perfection with his leg. Retreating would be of no use. If he retreated, Cheng Shanming would overcome him. To retreat was to walk the road to disaster.

Even if his arm were to be pulled apart, he could not retreat.

In an instant, Wang Chao’s eyes shrunk to slits. With a shake of his hands, his arms began to lean outwards in a spiral-like fashion. His veins had popped outwards almost as if a greenish earthworm had burrowed beneath his skin, frightening everyone who saw it.

With both arms moving inwards and outwards like the chaotic dance of two vipers, the ruined sleeves had begun the dance as well. Somehow, the sleeves were like banners that wrapped around Cheng Shanming’s blade hand.

This was one of the moves of the “Assault of Dragon and Snake”, the “Rising Wave of the Dragon and Snake”. Both arms were like spears, while at the same time, they were like flagpoles while their sleeves were the flags with the ability to wrap and bind. The banners would rise and fall in the same manner of a wave. The two arms were like a dragon and snake. Hidden within the depths of the wave was a torrent ready to eat someone.

This strike was to be used with sleeves. If one was bare bodied from the waist up, then there would be the dragon and snake, but no wave to rise up with. Normally, Wang Chao wore long sleeves, and now with Cheng Shanming shredding it apart, he could finally use it. His arms shook like how a banner would with the movements of a dragon and a snake and as well as a wave of water.

A dragon in shallow waters would be played with by the shrimp. But when the dragon returns to the great oceans, it will soar up to the clouds to move the fog.

“Eh?!” When Cheng Shanming had utilized his “Dragging Blade Jin”, he was convinced that he had the upper hand once more. But he hadn’t thought that Wang Chao would use such a bizarre move. The ruined sleeves of Wang Chao had been like a wave from the ocean and wrapped around his arms, neutralizing the power of his pulling motion.

Keenly sensing that a killing move was about to be used, Cheng Shanming’s wrist shook, ripping away Wang Chao’s sleeves and revealing his entire upper arm with a ripping sound.

But, in the instant Cheng Shanming moved to unwrap himself, Wang Chao’s arms stretched and contracted and struck out furtively with a tremendous amount of Smashing Jin that brought forth his still noticeably scary veined arms.

Wang Chao’s bare arm had brought a jabbing motion towards Cheng Shanming’s chest. But his other arm had remained with him and shook slightly like a viper covering itself up. At the same time, his steps stomped upwards with a hoof-like palm that was aimed straight for Cheng Shanming’s tibia.

Cheng Shanming’s eyes widened completely and brought both arms backwards. At the same time, his legs shot backwards, he was retreating!

The exchanges between the two had been hair-raising. If one were to make an error, then blood will be spilt, and a body would fall to the floor. The two were vying for the advantage, and ultimately, Wang Chao’s “Rising Wave of Dragon and Snake” had only made him lose a sleeve while making Cheng Shanming retreat for the first time.

As Cheng Shanming retreated, Wang Chao’s inspiration grew. Like Cheng Shanming’s shadow, Wang Chao pursued him with the trampling movement of a rampaging horse. Both of his arms swung out with the Pounding Fist and a resounding explosion that continued to force Cheng Shanming back. No matter how much Cheng Shanming fell back, he was utterly incapable of evading this flurry of fists.

Cheng Shanming’s footsteps had formed a single line that led him to retreat into a wall with no further room to move back.

Suddenly, his back hit the wall. With a jump up, his arms stabbed into the wall like how a lizard would scale a wall. As he flew up, he managed to dodge Wang Chao’s bombardment of Pounding Fists.

Wang Chao’s eyes lit up. In this moment Cheng Shanming flew up the wall, Wang Chao immediately stopped his barrage and fell back. With a shake of his entire body, the rumbling sounds of thunder could be heard once more.