Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint-Chapter 88 - 83: The Sky Changes

Shock, fury, and overwhelming hatred flashed in Shi Wenshan’s eyes.

He never would have imagined that the young fisherman he’d been meticulously plotting to surround and kill would dare to strike first, ambushing him alone on this stormy, snowy night!

"It’s me."

Chen Qing’s voice carried through the wind and snow, so calm it was without a ripple, yet colder than the freezing night itself. "Master Shi, the road to the Yellow Springs is long. I’ve come to see you on your way."

"You’re courting death!"

Shi Wenshan roared.

He ignored the excruciating pain in his left arm as the muscles in his right arm suddenly swelled with power. His tendons and bones rang out in unison, releasing a dull, thunderous crack. His arm had become like a giant, red-hot iron hammer!

BOOM!

As the fist descended, it let out a piercing shriek!

Before the fist itself arrived, its overbearing Power came crashing down. The snowflakes drifting in the alley were violently blasted aside by this Power, forming a momentary vacuum tunnel aimed straight for Chen Qing’s head.

With this punch, Shi Wenshan held almost nothing back, intent on pulverizing the insolent whelp before him.

Facing this killing blow—one powerful enough to shatter stone tablets—Chen Qing’s pupils constricted, but he neither dodged nor evaded.

He sank his waist and rooted his stance, his spine whipping like a great dragon. A low hum emanated from his organs, and it felt as if faint thunder was rolling deep within his bone marrow.

His qi and blood surged like molten lead, incredibly heavy and condensed.

These were the immense benefits brought by the Third Realm of the Fishing Toad Force: Thunder Sound Marrow Cleansing.

In the instant the Fist Force came within three feet of his head, Chen Qing moved.

His upper body slid sideways half a step at a minute angle, the movement perfectly fluid and smooth.

At the same time, the muscles in his right arm coiled as tight as steel cables. His forearm swung upward from below, like the move Spiritual Ape’s Arm Stretching, tracing a cunning and bizarre arc. He brought his five fingers together like an iron chisel, concentrating a Spiral Dark Force at the tip that felt like it could pierce anything. Though he struck second, his attack arrived first, landing with unerring precision on the pulse of Shi Wenshan’s right wrist.

THUD! SQUELCH!

The two distinct sounds erupted almost simultaneously!

The first was the muffled thud of Chen Qing’s fingers striking Shi Wenshan’s wrist, the Spiral Dark Force grinding violently against flesh and bone.

Shi Wenshan felt a twisting, penetrating Power, like a red-hot steel needle, instantly pierce his flesh and viciously stab into the pulse point of his wrist.

The flow of qi and blood throughout his right arm instantly stagnated. The devastating Fist Force, like a punctured balloon, lost thirty percent of its power!

The second sound was from Shi Wenshan’s now-weakened right palm, which, still carrying a terrifying residual Power, grazed Chen Qing’s shoulder and slammed violently into the green brick wall behind him.

BOOM—!

The hard green brick wall, as if struck head-on by a sledgehammer, instantly caved inward, leaving a massive, foot-deep fist imprint.

Spiderweb cracks spread out crazily as rubble and snow shot outward.

CRASH!

The entire alley shook violently. Snow cascaded from the high walls on both sides like a small avalanche.

The clothes on Chen Qing’s shoulder were torn apart by the searing aftershock of the palm strike, and a burning, stinging pain spread across his skin. His qi and blood roiled within him.

But his feet seemed rooted to the ground; he withstood the impact, his body merely swaying.

Shi Wenshan, however, was in a much worse state. His wrist had been pierced by that vicious Power. Not only had his Palm Power been broken, but his entire right arm was now aching and numb, preventing the smooth circulation of his Power.

The excruciating pain in his left arm was even more unbearable, tearing at his willpower.

What sent a chill through his heart, however, was that the Penetration Power and cunning of Chen Qing’s finger strike had far exceeded his estimations!

This was definitely not the level of mastery someone just entering the Transmutation Force Realm should have!

’He’s hidden his strength well!’

Shi Wenshan forcefully suppressed his shock and calmed himself.

As the master of the Songfeng Martial Arts Hall and an expert who had been in the Transmutation Force Realm for many years, he naturally wouldn’t let anger cloud his judgment.

’Chen Qing’s ambush tonight isn’t a suicide mission. He must be confident he can win.’

’Tonight, it’s either him or me! There’s no room to hold back anymore!’

At this thought, he became fully focused, not daring to be the least bit careless.

Shi Wenshan slowly clenched his fingers, and a crisp crack of bone and sinew erupted from his fist.

A master at Great Success in the Transmutation Force Realm had bodily control that had reached the Transformation Realm.

Shi Wenshan’s waist and hips suddenly twisted. His left leg shot out like a steel whip, sweeping silently across the ground straight for Chen Qing’s ankles.

At the same time, his right palm transformed into a claw, his fingers like hooks. Carrying a Power that could tear through gold and stone, he clawed at Chen Qing’s face like lightning.

One attack high, one low, a perfect combination of hard and soft, sealing off all of Chen Qing’s escape routes!

A cold glint flashed in Chen Qing’s eyes!

Faced with this deadly pincer attack, he advanced instead of retreating!

He stomped his foot, and the flagstone cracked with a KACHA! In that instant, his entire body charged straight into Shi Wenshan’s central guard.

As he broke through, his body shrank and twisted with the impossible agility of a spiritual ape, narrowly dodging the Sharp Claw aimed at his face. At the same time, he raised his right knee like a battering ram and, imbued with a fierce Power, slammed it toward Shi Wenshan’s lower abdomen—his Dantian!

Long Arm Fist! Spiritual Ape Striking the Bell!

Before the knee even connected, the sheer force of the attack sent a chill through Shi Wenshan’s heart.

He never imagined Chen Qing would be so bold as to counterattack, daring to clash head-on with the central guard of a master at the level of Great Success in the Transmutation Force Realm!

In his haste, Shi Wenshan could only retract his sweeping leg and bend his other knee to block. Simultaneously, the muscles in his lower abdomen tensed like iron as he circulated his Transmutation Force with all his might to protect his vital point! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

BAM!

The violent collision of knee against knee produced a huge, muffled boom, like the striking of a great drum!

The immense Power sent violent tremors through both men. Chen Qing felt as if his knee had slammed into solid rock, and the rebounding force made his qi and blood churn.

Shi Wenshan let out a muffled groan. A piercing pain shot through the left knee he had hastily used to block. Although his abdomen hadn’t taken a direct hit, the heavy impact still sent a shock through his internal organs.

It all happened in a flash!

Using the rebound force from the collision, Chen Qing’s body, like a spring compressed to its absolute limit, shot backward half a step.