A Martial Saint Among Men: From Joining a Martial Arts School

Chapter 136 Sealing Heaven and Earth



Chapter 136 Sealing Heaven and Earth

Chapter 136 Sealing Heaven and Earth

Boom!

With a burst of energy, the soil beneath Zhao Qianyang's feet exploded, and his body was launched out, landing steadily on the ground.

"Who are you? Why did you ambush me?"

Zhao Qianyang glared at Chu Xuan, who was completely shrouded in black, both shocked and furious.

"Of course it's because I don't like you!"

With a hoarse voice, Chu Xuan finished speaking and swung his sword out again.

He was somewhat surprised that his full-force attack, launched under cover of sneak, hadn't even killed his opponent!

But it's okay, if one cut isn't enough, then we'll cut again!

After their exchange, he had also gauged Zhao Qianyang's strength. Although Zhao Qianyang had already achieved minor mastery of the Gang Jin (罡劲) technique, he himself had only recently broken through to that level.

However, Zhao Qianyang's internal energy was clearly inferior to the Prison Suppressing Internal Energy he had cultivated through the Eight Desolate Prison Suppressing Internal Energy!

As long as you can break through the opponent's protective aura, you can kill them!

Boom!

In an instant, a pale golden, solidified blade aura detached from the blade.

Stretching dozens of meters in the air, the blade's energy carved deep, invisible ravines into the ground, pulverizing vegetation and rocks, and even seeming to slash open the air itself.

"I'll die! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Zhao Qianyang roared, and the spear in his hand suddenly burst forth with a chilling light.

Without dodging or evading, he swiftly turned his wrist, and his spear, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, pointed directly at the sharpest point of the blade's energy, launching a fierce counterattack.

"when--!"

The deafening clang of metal clashing against metal was deafening. The pale golden blade energy collided violently with the spear tip, sending shockwaves surging outwards. Dust billowed into the sky, and the ground cracked like a spiderweb from the residual force.

The blade energy flickered violently, forced back and dissipated by the force of the spear tip, but Zhao Qianyang's stance with the spear remained as steady as Mount Tai, forcefully blocking this domineering golden blade energy in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang.

The long sword in Chu Xuan's hand shattered inch by inch.

It wasn't that Chu Xuan's Prison Suppression Qi was inferior to Zhao Qianyang's Qi, but rather that the sword could no longer withstand the domineering Prison Suppression Qi, which greatly reduced its power!

A fierce glint flashed in Zhao Qianyang's eyes. Seizing this fleeting opening, he twisted his wrist, and the spear shot out through the air, its cold light aimed straight at Chu Xuan's face. It was as fast as a shooting star and ruthlessly deadly.

At the critical moment, Chu Xuan suddenly swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding the cold glint of the spear tip.

Almost simultaneously, a punch slammed into the gun barrel.

A muffled thud.

The powerful and unparalleled fist force poured out, forcefully knocking the sharp spear off course and upwards. The spear tip, with a sharp whistle, pierced the sky, pointing straight at the clouds. Although this spear did not injure Chu Xuan, the spear tip still accurately tore off Chu Xuan's mask, completely exposing his face to Zhao Qianyang.

"It's you?!"

"You beast, you've actually broken through to the Gang Jin realm!"

Zhao Qianyang let out an incredulous exclamation!

He never expected that the powerful expert who ambushed him was actually Chu Xuan, whom he was trying to kill!

Overwhelmed with shock and anger, the tip of his spear trembled slightly.

"That's right, it's your father, me!"

Chu Xuan sneered.

Now that he'd been recognized, he didn't bother to hide it anymore.

Zhao Qianyang glared at Chu Xuan, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. Now that he knew Chu Xuan had broken through to the Gang Jin realm, all the previous mysteries could be explained.

No wonder Qin Yang went to intercept Chu Xuan, but ended up dying himself!

No wonder that when Chu Xuan and his three companions went to the Corpse Swamp for a mission, Wu Jiang and Su Yan died, while Chu Xuan, the weakest of the Transformation Realm cultivators, returned with Wen Wan.

That beast, he hid himself so well!

Zhao Qianyang felt a pang of regret, and at the same time, a sense of lingering fear.

Having broken through to the Gang Jin level in less than a year, his talent is absolutely monstrous, probably ranking him in the top ten of the Fengyun Ranking!

If he had known Chu Xuan possessed such talent, how could he have offended him?!

What's frightening is that I was fortunate to have made up my mind to eliminate Chu Xuan. If he had been given more time to grow stronger, then he would have been the one to die!

"Now that things have come to this, there's no need for you to hide anything. I'll just ask you, did you kill my son?" Zhao Qianyang said with a grim face.

Chu Xuan asked curiously, "Which son of yours?"

"Zhao Mingyu!"

"I killed him!"

"Zhao Mingxu————"

"I killed him too!"

"Ah ...

A fierce pressure, like a tsunami, crashed down on Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan stood there, sneering.

I still remember the first time I met Zhao Qianyang, he bullied me by relying on his Gang Jin cultivation and used the unique pressure of a Gang Jin expert to coerce me!

And now—

Chu Xuan merely sneered, his body trembled slightly, and his inner energy suddenly erupted, easily dispelling Zhao Qianyang's oppressive aura. It was like a gentle breeze brushing against his temples.

That's all there is to it!

"You beast, you deserve to die! You deserve to die! I will tear you to pieces!"

Zhao Qianyang was enraged, his face contorted into a grotesque grimace like a vengeful ghost. He laughed in a fit of rage, "Now that you're without your weapon, I'll see what you do! Once I capture you, I'll personally tear you to pieces to appease my son's spirit in heaven!"

"It's alright!"

Chu Xuan smiled confidently, "Besides weapons, I also know a little about hand-to-hand combat!"

"Die!"

Zhao Qianyang roared, and his spear shot out like a venomous snake, the tip drawing a silver line in the air as it pierced straight for Chu Xuan's throat.

The power of the minor-stage Gang Jin was poured into the spear, and silver Gang Qi shot out from the spear tip, like a bolt of lightning splitting the mountains and forests.

Before the spear tip even arrived, the fierce wind had already whipped up the fallen leaves on the ground, sending them flying everywhere.

Chu Xuan did not choose to defend, but instead advanced.

He extended his right hand, and a layer of pale blue qi emerged from his palm, as thin as a cicada's wing, yet incredibly resilient.

The palm gleamed with a warm, jade-like hue in the sunlight, making it seem less like flesh and blood and more like a fine piece of jade!

Mysterious Jade Hand!

Ding~!

The moment the spear tip pierced the palm, there was no blood and flesh flying everywhere. Instead, it was like gold and jade clashing, with a crisp sound that echoed through the mountains and forests.

Zhao Qianyang's eyes narrowed.

The moment his spear struck Chu Xuan's palm, it seemed to be deflected by a strange force. It wasn't a head-on block, but rather Chu Xuan's hand redirected the force to the side.

The silver qi was drawn directly to other places along the patterns of the light blue qi.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion was heard.

A huge hole was pierced through the tree that took two people to hug, and wood chips flew everywhere!

"The Jade Hand?"

Zhao Qianyang sneered inwardly, having already recognized the technique Chu Xuan was using.

However, how easy is it to dispel the force of a minor mastery of Gang Jin?

Chu Xuan's arm trembled slightly at this moment, and his tiger's mouth went numb.

He didn't stop, but took the opportunity to turn to the side, avoiding the residual force of the spear tip, and then unleashed the Heavenly Roc Nine Leaps under his feet, taking a step forward.

This one step is three feet away!

Bajiquan excels at close combat!

The same applies to the Eight Desolate Prison Suppression Force!

"court death!"

Zhao Qianyang roared and guessed Chu Xuan's purpose in an instant. He immediately drew his gun and retreated, sweeping the gun barrel horizontally with a whistling wind as it smashed towards Chu Xuan's waist and ribs!

The gun barrel was enveloped in a fierce aura, drawing an arc of light in the air like a crescent moon as it slashed towards Chu Xuan, intending to cut him in two!

Chu Xuan's eyes flashed; this was the moment he had been waiting for!

His chest vibrated rapidly, and as his Adam's apple bobbed, the internal energy in his dantian surged upwards, mixing with the air compressed to its limit in his lungs.

"Get lost!"

A roar, like thunder from the heavens, resounded through the mountains and forests.

Tiger's Roar and Thunderous Sound!

The aura spread with the sound waves, forming visible halos like water ripples in the sunlight, causing the air to ripple wherever it passed.

Caught off guard, Zhao Qianyang was struck by the thunderous sound. He felt his eardrums ringing and his brain momentarily went blank, causing his hands to pause involuntarily!

Almost simultaneously, Chu Xuan's right hand was already pressed against the gun barrel!

With his five fingers interlocked, he precisely gripped the veins on Zhao Qianyang's wrist.

Cutting-off-pulse palm strike!

In an instant, streams of soft, yin energy pierced through his skin, rushed into his meridians, and sealed off all the veins and muscles in his right hand.

Zhao Qianyang felt a numbness in his wrist, and the hand holding the gun suddenly lost feeling, almost slipping from his grasp for a moment.

And that was enough for Chu Xuan!

Chu Xuan instantly lunged forward, ramming fiercely into Zhao Qianyang's chest!

Bajiquan - Mountain-Pulling Lean!

At this moment, the Mountain-Pulling Lean, which has been integrated with the Prison-Suppressing Force, is no longer the Mountain-Pulling Lean, but the ultimate killing move of the Eight Desolate Prison-Suppressing Force: Dragon-Suppressing Lean!

The Prison Suppressing Qi gathered on his shoulder, superimposed with the power of the Seven Bears and Five Tigers, and gushed out like a spring. In that instant, even the sunlight around the Qi was distorted!

Zhao Qianyang's expression finally changed, and he only had time to condense his inner energy in his chest.

Bang~!

The two kinds of powerful energies collided, producing a deafening roar.

Immediately afterwards, a creaking sound, like shattering glass, rang out, and Zhao Qianyang's protective qi on his chest was directly shattered by the impact.

Zhao Qianyang's expression changed drastically. He then felt as if he had been hit by a mountain, and his body flew backward instantly, his spear flying out of his hand.

Bang bang bang!

A series of impacts rang out.

Zhao Qianyang crashed into three large trees before finally landing, then slid for several meters, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground, revealing the damp black soil beneath.

Chu Xuan stood still, not pressing his advantage, his chest heaving violently, his face more solemn than ever before.

That combo just now—the Jade Hand blocking the spear, the Tiger Roar Thunder Sound surprise attack, the Meridian Intercepting Palm sealing the meridians, and the Dragon Suppressing Close-range attack—it all looked smooth and fluid, but in reality, every move was on the edge of its limit!

Zhao Qianyang was, after all, only at the minor stage of Gang Jin (罡劲), and was not someone who had just entered Gang Jin, so he could not be easily suppressed.

Amidst the ruins, Zhao Qianyang stood up.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes on his chest had been shattered into dust, leaving a huge dent in his chest.

Such an injury would be fatal to an ordinary person, but it was not considered serious for Zhao Qianyang, who had achieved a minor level of internal strength!

"interesting!"

Zhao Qianyang grinned maliciously, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Chu Xuan's single eye, its cold light flashing and radiating a chilling killing intent.

He slowly clenched his left hand, making a "crackling" sound, and then suddenly trembled. The meridians that had been locked by the Meridian Interception Palm were forcibly opened up by him!

With a wave of his hand, the spear that had fallen to the ground flew back into his hand.

The silvery energy coiled around the spear again, condensing into a sharp point about an inch long at the tip, flickering in the sunlight like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"You little beast, you truly surprise me! You've only just entered the Gang Jin realm, yet you possess such combat power! Your strength is probably enough to place you in the top five of the Wind and Cloud Ranking! But that's all! Today, you will still die!"

Zhao Qianyang grinned maliciously, and in the next instant, his spear thrust out again: "Die!"

Chu Xuan's expression was solemn. Instead of rushing towards Zhao Qianyang, he made a fist with both hands and pulled to the sides!

The originally pale golden aura turned into a dark color at this moment, spreading outwards from him!

This is the true Suppressing Prison Force!

The dark aura spread in all directions, like ink dripping into water. Wherever it passed, sunlight seemed to be absorbed, and the light and shadow on the ground became dim.

Within a radius of three zhang, the air suddenly became heavy, as if invisible chains were extending from the void, locking this space shut!

On the ground, dark patterns spread like chains, appearing and disappearing in the sunlight, turning the space within three zhang into an invisible prison!

Eight Desolate Prison Suppression Force!

Seal off the heavens and lock down the earth!


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