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Chapter 81: 【074】Shaking Fist

Chapter 81: 【074】Shaking Fist

Hong Wentai leaped with his spear, quickly blocking Wang Longhu, his hands vibrating fiercely, the iron spear in his hands instantly quivering out, directly piercing toward Nalan Lei’s foot.

He understood clearly that at this moment, he absolutely couldn’t let Nalan Lei interfere with Wang Longhu, even if it cost him his life, he had to buy a few precious seconds of respite for Wang Longhu.

Seeing the spearhead about to penetrate his foot, Nalan Lei sneered disdainfully, hooking the spear with his instep and pressing it down, transferring his entire body weight onto the spear, making it sink into the ground so Hong Wentai couldn’t lift it.

Nalan Lei seized the opportunity, pointing out with two fingers, aiming straight for Hong Wentai’s throat.

This seemingly light and formless strike made Hong Wentai feel like a sharp sword was slicing toward him, even parting the rain curtain with its force.

A closer look revealed all the raindrops were dispersed by Nalan Lei’s finger force.

Ming Jin!

Hong Wentai’s eyes widened, quickly abandoning the spear, raising his arm to block, yet not expecting Nalan Lei to retract his move halfway, bending four fingers to fiercely strike Hong Wentai’s chest with his knuckles.

Crack!

Hong Wentai let out a muffled groan, rolling away, clutching his chest as blood foam spurted from his mouth.

Nalan Lei’s move was the Qiangzi Fist, also known as Half Grip or Bouncing Hand, mostly used for prodding, pointing, inserting, and striking techniques. In the hands of a Ming Jin martial artist, it’s like four iron rods plunging into the body, breaking Hong Wentai’s ribs and likely shocking his internal organs as well.

However, Hong Wentai’s injury achieved his goal, Wang Longhu swallowed, his throat moving as if he was swallowing his Qi.

Seeing Hong Wentai injured, Wang Longhu frowned, treading the Mud Treading Step over the water in the courtyard, breaking forth with a Tiger Form Cannon toward Nalan Lei.

Nalan Lei showed no fear, clenching his fist with the backhand, Qi Force united, delivering a punch.

Boom! Boom!

Two crisp sounds erupted in the rain curtain, coming respectively from Wang Longhu and Nalan Lei.

The monk watching on the side was filled with alarm, realizing Nalan Lei, now sixty-two years old, had been practicing Tai Chi since he was eleven. Although he hadn’t reached Dark Force, his skills were honed to perfection, known as a Ming Jin pinnacle.

Moreover, due to the good maintenance with Internal Boxing, his strength hadn’t diminished much compared to his younger years.

The sudden change during the strike against Hong Wentai was executed with the mysterious Tai Chi Boxing’s manner of ’rising from the heel, shaping with the finger,’ delivering a Tai Chi pointing crotch punch.

The collision of fists made Wang Longhu instantly feel the force surging through him, making six of his meridians—including Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian, Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, Hand Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian, Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, and Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin—numb, causing him to uncontrollably step back three times.

However, Nalan Lei fared even worse, his entire arm dislocated in an instant, and he flew backward, sliding several meters on the ground before barely stopping, incredulously staring at Wang Longhu, his shoulder trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Longhu looked at the old man with a long braid at the back of his head and couldn’t help but reveal a smug sneer.

One glance was enough for experts to recognize skill. When Nalan Lei appeared, Wang Longhu immediately realized this person was no ordinary opponent. Initially, his Tiger Form Cannon was just intended to force the opponent back, to intimidate him.

But who would have thought Nalan Lei didn’t dodge or evade, daringly relying on his status as a Ming Jin to clash head-on with Wang Longhu’s punch, playing right into Wang Longhu’s hands.

Without reaching Dark Force, martial artists wouldn’t understand the advantages and shortcomings of Dark Force.

The advantage of Dark Force is that it can accompany Ming Jin, strike like a needle, damaging an opponent’s meridians and tendons once it hits.

The shortcoming of Dark Force is the significant energy consumption with each release and the necessity to make contact with an opponent’s body to penetrate; striking from a distance won’t work.

Obviously, Nalan Lei had never encountered a Dark Force martial artist; otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to recklessly clash fists with Wang Longhu, attempting to overpower him at the brink of his exhaustion.

But who would have thought he would hit a hard bone?

"Cough!" Unable to hold back, Nalan Lei spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling the surge of Qi and blood within, leading to unexplainable nausea.

Wang Longhu’s Dark Force had already disturbed his internal Qi flow, incapacitating the state he had preserved for a long time at once.

Watching this scene unfold from the rooftop, Yu Tianli couldn’t hold back, cursing in a low voice: "Useless, you think you’re also Dark Force, huh? The longer that old braid lives, the duller his brain becomes."

Seeing Nalan Lei’s arm incapacitated, Yu Tianli knew he wouldn’t last a few more moves in front of Wang Longhu. He immediately stood up, massaging his neck in preparation for the final strike.

This time, to hire so many martial artists to risk their lives for him, he had allocated a fund of ten million from Mr. Lu.

If he didn’t bring back the Marrow Cleansing Scripture tonight, Yu Tianli himself would be the first to face Mr. Lu’s reckoning with his background and abilities; he probably wouldn’t leave Zhejiang Province alive.

"Good, what a Tiger Form Cannon. I once thought I would never again see someone reach Dark Force among the people, yet I didn’t expect you to be so young," Nalan Lei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze toward Wang Longhu gradually becoming respectful.

"Your arm is already ruined; continuing will only cost your life in vain, step back," Wang Longhu said calmly.

The old braided man before him was also a Ming Jin martial artist; should he fight to the death, even with a ruined arm, he would still cause considerable trouble for Wang Longhu, at least exhausting five moves’ worth of energy.

Right now, it was uncertain how many martial artists were still hidden around, and with Hong Wentai heavily injured by Nalan Lei’s Qiangzi Fist, dragging it out further would render the consequences unimaginable.

"With the flow, human; against it, celestial, merely reversed within," Nalan Lei did not pay heed to Wang Longhu’s persuasion, instead uttering an enigmatic phrase that left listeners in perplexity.

Upon hearing this, the monk’s expression changed, exclaiming: "You practice Tai Chi, could it be the mysterious Tai Chi Fist?!"

Wang Longhu was somewhat puzzled, glancing at the monk with confusion, yet in the face of impending danger, he could not afford to relax for even a moment.

If not for these pressing circumstances, Wang Longhu would surely have taken the time to ask the monk properly, to understand what it was about this mysterious Tai Chi that could frighten him so.

Nalan Lei remained unfazed, his shoulder gradually shaking the incapacitated arm hit by Dark Force during his clash with Wang Longhu.

As they watched, the arm of Nalan Lei, theoretically with its meridians shattered by Wang Longhu’s Dark Force and its nerves nearing necrosis, astonishingly lifted at this moment.

Stepping forward with a right virtual step, cloud hand covering, Nalan Lei exhibited an unwavering determination, shooting Wang Longhu a cryptic smile as if to say... continue.

"How could this be!" Wang Longhu was astounded; all the shock accumulated from confronting so many martial artists tonight was nothing compared to witnessing Nalan Lei’s arm return to its original state.

What kind of miraculous technique is this, allowing an arm infused with Dark Force to recover to this extent instantly?

You must know, if Wang Longhu were to infuse Dark Force into a rock, its interior would fracture from his agitation, let alone the fragile meridians and muscles within the human body.

At this moment, Wang Longhu suddenly realized why the monk had such a strong emotional reaction to Nalan Lei practicing the mysterious Tai Chi Fist.

It seemed this unheard-of Tai Chi incorporated some extraordinary secrets.

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