Purple Mist Dao Master
Chapter 300 - 233 King Yan Fights! Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist!_2

Chapter 300: Chapter 233 King Yan Fights! Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist!_2

Bang Bang Bang!

Snake-shaped Drilling Fist!

Yan Chuan moved like a snake, his fists like water, immediately unleashing the combination skill that Jiang Bianliu had comprehended from ’Xingyi Boxing’. With his understanding of ’Xingyi Boxing’, he could execute such ultimate moves at will, without any hindrance.

"What an impressive Yan Chuan!"

In the stands, Jiang Bianliu saw Yan Chuan start with the ’Snake-shaped Drilling Fist’. In terms of proficiency and subtlety, he was even above him, and he couldn’t help but admire: "I thought that although this ’Xingyi Boxing’ was created by him, Yan Chuan might not grasp all the variations of the boxing."

It’s akin to an article. Once it’s written, it’s disconnected from the author, and readers have their own interpretations.

It’s like a wooden stick. What a carpenter carves out may not necessarily be used or refined better than others.

Jiang Bianliu originally thought the same of ’Xingyi Boxing’. He thought Yan Chuan had created it, but when it came to in-depth exploration of the boxing style, he, as an old hand, was more experienced—

Heavenly Travel!

Snake-shaped Drilling Fist!

Jiang Bianliu was quite pleased.

Yet now, just two days later, seeing Yan Chuan executing it effortlessly, and even surpassing his own accomplishments, Jiang Bianliu had to reevaluate—

"Yan Chuan!"

"A great talent!"

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Yan Chuan’s talents lay not only in creating and practicing martial arts but also in his combat intellect—

"Wang Zhengyi has strong Qi Power; using the ’Snake-shaped Drilling Fist’ is perfect for exploiting strengths and avoiding weaknesses!"

On the arena.

Wang Zhengyi’s arms were like iron. Sometimes using ’Six Harmonies Fist’, impressive and elegant, agile and quick, dodging and maneuvering, adjusting speed and weight, he displayed great intelligence and flexibility. This ’Six Harmonies Fist’ was infused with the essence of the ’Twelve Forms’ from ’Xingyi Boxing’, moving like a dragon in flight, steady as a tiger resting, swift as a cunning rabbit, agile as a monkey, light as a crane, even more refined.

He infused his unequaled Divine Power into his Fist and Feet—

Boom Boom Boom!

With a majestic aura, the fierce wind tumbled, injuring with a mere touch, fatal if struck!

Crushed stones!

Dust!

Smoke and dust rose, shrouding one side.

In this smoke, under Wang Zhengyi’s ferocious assault, Yan Chuan seemed to turn into a snake, his muscles and bones driving his body, his fists like snake heads, swaying and jabbing from all directions, almost indistinguishable from a real snake thrashing around. His arms also resembled snakes, power naturally coiled, with the strength of twisting and the drilling force of Spiral Force.

Snake-shaped Drilling Fist!

Avoid strength and attack weakness!

The two exchanged blows, responding to each move.

Bang Bang Bang!

Even in the midst of the dust, a keen observer could see that, purely in terms of boxing, Yan Chuan was much stronger than Wang Zhengyi. In their exchange of punches and kicks, Yan Chuan’s attacks always landed on Wang Zhengyi, who couldn’t keep up, yet Yan Chuan was never hit, gliding through like a tiger stepping through a thousand flowers, without touching a leaf, showcasing exquisite movement techniques and boxing skills.

If not for Wang Zhengyi’s thick skin and flesh, the battle would’ve been decided before he brought out the ’Mirage Pearl’.

"Yan Chuan is too strong!"

This time, in the stands, Jian Province Chief Justice Li Mingshan had to admit: "In terms of boxing acumen and Fist and Feet skills, Wang Zhengyi is far inferior to Yan Chuan!"

But still—

"What Cross Training Skills does Wang Zhengyi practice? Yan Chuan has hit him at least dozens of times, yet he hasn’t breached his defense?"

Ni Mengtong was also shocked.

She valued Yan Chuan highly, expecting his strength. But Wang Zhengyi’s ’Steel Bones’ aside from ’Divine Power’ truly surprised her.

With Yan Chuan’s boxing skills!

With Yan Chuan’s Qi Power!

He couldn’t break through Wang Zhengyi’s Inner Strength and Inner Power, nor harm his muscles and bones!

Bang Bang Bang!

Boom Boom Boom!

Wang Zhengyi was repeatedly struck by Yan Chuan’s Fist and Feet, yet he wasn’t hindered and ignored them all, instead seizing the opportunity to counterattack, his fists and feet brushing past Yan Chuan’s cheeks, throat, and other vital spots with perilous precision, thrilling and daunting.

In the stands.

The crowd was amazed.

On the arena, Yan Chuan was also surprised: "His ’Steel Bones’ are naturally formed. If he further trains in ’Iron Cloth Shirt’, ’Golden Bell Shield’, ’Vajra Unbreakable Body Divine Skill’, who in the world could defeat him then?"

Talent plus Divine Skill!

How formidable would that be?

It’s unimaginable!

"Steel Bones + Vajra Unbreakable Body Divine Skill, focusing on defense!"

"Unrivaled Divine Power + Dragon Elephant Wisdom, focusing on offense!"

One attacks, one defends!

Could Wang Zhengyi withstand?

Of course, that is a distant vision, a beautiful future for Wang Zhengyi after obtaining and mastering the divine skill, for now, it’s just a concept in Yan Chuan’s mind.

As for the present—

"The Snake-shaped Drilling Fist can’t penetrate!"

"Then I’ll split it open!"

Yan Chuan’s momentum shifted, no longer resembling a snake. He stood tall, head held high, his whole being seemingly growing taller, swinging his arms as if wielding a giant axe, fiercely chopping down towards Wang Zhengyi’s head.

"Splitting Fist!"

Wang Zhengyi was on high alert.

He had once learned ’Xingyi Boxing’ from Yan Chuan and was familiar with its techniques, at least the basic ones. Seeing Yan Chuan change his move, he immediately recognized it as the ’Splitting Fist’ from the ’Five Elements Boxing’ in ’Xingyi Boxing’, akin to chopping and pulling in the Eight Diagram Palm, like wielding an axe to split firewood.

Splitting Fist Power!

Arms spread wide, expanding the chest, large and lengthy, like a giant axe splitting a mountain.

"So fierce!"

Wang Zhengyi’s mind instinctively shuddered, but he quickly steadied himself: "I have ’Steel Bones’, hard against hard? Who fears whom!"

Watching Yan Chuan, like a god or demon, wielding a Heavenly Creation Divine Axe, chop down from above, Wang Zhengyi steadied his mind, raised his arms employing the ’Alligator Form Tuo Tian’ technique, which served to block and defend, while also preparing for a counterattack, ready to strike back at any moment.

But—

Boom!

As soon as they made contact, Wang Zhengyi felt first a ringing in his ears, then it felt like he was a mountain, really being chopped by a heavenly divine axe, his arms actually ached, unbearably, as if they were about to split.

Not only that!

Yan Chuan’s ’Splitting Fist’, utilizing his entire body, exerted immense power, was unstoppable, adding the weight and momentum of his body, first ’Ming Energy’, then ’Dark Force’, then turning into ’Transformation Energy’, three energies in an instant. Taking advantage of Wang Zhengyi’s arm pain and numbness, his two fists turned, grasping, slapping, colliding, pressing, chopping, five forces unleashed.

Rumble!

Wang Zhengyi could no longer resist, being struck dead center by Yan Chuan, for the first time causing him to stagger six or seven steps backward.

Qi Power!

For the first time at a disadvantage!

Yan Chuan pressed his advantage—

"Roar!"

With a fierce shout, reverberating around. His aerial assault truly resembled a Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain, stirring wind and clouds.

This is—

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"Tiger Form!"

Jiang Bianliu sat up straight, intently watching Yan Chuan’s use of yet another new transformation from ’Xingyi Boxing’.

After the ’Snake-shaped Drilling Fist’, what Yan Chuan used now was—

"Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist!"

Jiang Bianliu’s eyes shone brightly, instantly grasping Yan Chuan’s ingenious idea.

In ’Xingyi Boxing’, the ’Splitting Fist’ and ’Tiger Form’ seem as one, broad and powerful, full of strength. Through Yan Chuan’s ’White Horn Trumpet’, Jiang Bianliu also heard Yan Chuan’s exhibition of the ’Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist’, his movements wide and vigorous, each action producing deep, subtle sounds resembling a tiger’s roar from a distant deep mountain valley.

"Sound following fist!"

"His mastery in ’Tiger Form’, in ’Splitting Fist’, is not inferior to ’Snake Form’, not inferior to ’Drilling Fist’!"

Jiang Bianliu was in awe.

His own accomplishments in ’Snake Form’, in ’Drilling Fist’ were not shallow, and he had developed the ultimate skill ’Snake-shaped Drilling Fist’, which was his forte in ’Xingyi Boxing’.

But Yan Chuan did not stop there!

"Snake-shaped Drilling Fist!"

"Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist!"

Yan Chuan mastered even more.

Jiang Bianliu was both amazed and delighted.

He had just shown Yan Chuan the ’Snake-shaped Drilling Fist’ days ago, and Yan Chuan now returned with the ’Tiger-shaped Splitting Fist’.

One is agile and fierce!

One is mighty and dominant!

Once mastered, the combat strategies varied, resulting in increased combat power.

Jiang Bianliu was truly pleased.

For someone at his level, for an Innate Grandmaster like him, even the slightest increase in combat power is hard-earned, and he continuously gains new insights from ’Xingyi Boxing’, never ceasing to grow in power ever since breaking through to Innate.

This feeling is truly wonderful!

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