Chapter 511 - 230: Overwhelming Power

Chapter 511: Chapter 230: Overwhelming Power

SQUELCH!

Five fingers, like steel nails and an Iron Sword, plunged straight through his skull.

The pitiable ’Qianji Luozhi’ became another soul reaped by Fang Shuwen’s claws, dying without a chance to display even a fraction of his skills.

In the blink of an eye, two of the six were already dead.

They were masters, after all. It would have been absurd if they still hadn’t realized what was happening.

But realization was swiftly followed by fury.

’In the blink of an eye, two of the six are already dead? How?’

And that wasn’t the end of it...

After killing Bai Xixiang, Fang Shuwen rushed toward Su Changyu next.

Then came a sharp roar:

"Stop!!"

’Sea-Skimming Solitary Goose’ Gu Jinghong and ’Unmoving as a Mountain’ Tie Dingshan roared in unison.

A lone silhouette blurred across the intervening space in a single step, appearing before Fang Shuwen to shield Su Changyu.

Meanwhile, ’Unmoving as a Mountain’ Tie Dingshan still had a greasy pig’s thigh clutched in his hand.

He had arrived in such a rush he hadn’t had time to grab a weapon—not that he used one anyway.

His weapons were his own two iron fists.

But now, without even time to drop the pig’s thigh, he raised it and swung it viciously at the back of Fang Shuwen’s head, roaring a curse:

"Die!!"

Meanwhile, Gu Jinghong’s leg lashed out like lightning. In an instant, seven phantom kicks targeted the seven vital points on Fang Shuwen’s torso.

’No need to use brute force to break their blockade. It doesn’t matter who I kill first. Since they’ve delivered themselves to my doorstep, I’ll just deal with them.’

Planting his feet, he executed the [Plum Blossom Scattering Hand] with both hands at once.

With a SNAP, his left hand clamped down on Tie Dingshan’s wrist.

His right hand, meanwhile, moved with impossible precision, slipping through the flurry of phantom kicks to seize Gu Jinghong’s ankle.

It seemed simple, but was in fact incredibly difficult.

Tie Dingshan’s physical strength was immense, yet as Fang Shuwen caught his wrist, he bore the colossal force without so much as a tremor.

And Gu Jinghong’s leg technique was also far from ordinary.

Unfortunately for him, he was facing Fang Shuwen’s [Plum Blossom Scattering Hand].

He had forged this [Plum Blossom Scattering Hand] in the crucible of countless bloody battles, constantly refining and innovating it. The Technique was so exquisite that, even against Luo Wenzhou’s [Dawn-Announcing Finger], he had been able to instantly pick out the single real attack from a storm of phantom finger strikes.

So what were a mere seven phantom kicks in comparison!?

He had neutralized the attacks of two great masters with nonchalant ease.

At this sight, the color drained from both Tie Dingshan’s and Gu Jinghong’s faces.

But the most dangerous part wasn’t just having their Techniques blocked. As he did so, Fang Shuwen’s Inner Strength surged forth. A numbness shot up from Gu Jinghong’s ankle, paralyzing half his body and leaving him unable to exert the slightest bit of force.

Tie Dingshan, however, possessed a peerless Horizontal Training Skill and a pair of invincible iron fists.

He was still able to grit his teeth and roar. Drawing his left fist back like a full-drawn bow, he unleashed a punch that tore through the air, aimed straight for Fang Shuwen’s head.

A slight smile touched the corner of Fang Shuwen’s mouth as he yanked his right hand forward.

’Gu Jinghong cursed a blue streak in his mind.’

With half his body numb, Fang Shuwen’s pull on his leg forced him involuntarily into a full split.

He wasn’t hurt, but he had never been so humiliated in his life.

THUMP. As he hit the ground, even with his life on the line, the man in his thirties couldn’t stop his face from flushing red.

In the Jianghu, sometimes losing face was more terrifying than losing one’s life.

But no one on the scene paid him any mind. Tie Dingshan’s punch was already halfway to its target.

The instant Fang Shuwen let go of Gu Jinghong, he also threw a punch.

[Sea-Shaking Divine Fist]—[Eight-direction Burst]!

Fist met fist. The moment they collided, Tie Dingshan’s already savage expression twisted into something even more horrific.

Because in that instant of impact, his massive fist had been utterly shattered by Fang Shuwen’s.

His face contorted in agony!

The pain was excruciating!

Fang Shuwen’s fist continued on with unstoppable momentum. After shattering Tie Dingshan’s hand, it traveled up his arm, completely disintegrating it.

A wail of agony began to escape Tie Dingshan’s lips, but just as he opened his mouth—CRUNCH.

The [Eight-direction Burst] spread its impact from a single point across a surface. With a tremor of Fist Force, his entire jaw was pulverized.

The scream he was about to let out was caught in his throat.

Then came a series of CRACKS from his left arm. His wrist was still in Fang Shuwen’s grip; with a twist of the [Plum Blossom Scattering Hand], his entire arm snapped into a dozen pieces.

Despair and utter disbelief filled Tie Dingshan’s wide, round eyes.

He didn’t just have immense strength; more importantly, he possessed a Horizontal Training Body-Protecting Divine Technique.

Unmoving as a Mountain, impervious to an army of thousands.

Yet right now, his Body-Protecting Divine Technique was as useless as paper mache.

’It hasn’t blocked Fang Shuwen in the slightest. His arm shattered, his jaw pulped... How could this be happening!?’

But Fang Shuwen paid no mind to his thoughts. After using his left hand’s [Plum Blossom Scattering Hand] to break Tie Dingshan’s arm, he forced the man’s torso downward and followed up with a kick straight to his head.

First came a dull THUD.

Then the man’s body flew into the air. He was dead before he hit the ground.

After delivering the kick, Fang Shuwen paid Tie Dingshan no further mind.

He took a step forward and, continuing his momentum, aimed a front kick straight at Gu Jinghong’s face.

Gu Jinghong hadn’t just been lying there blushing. He had been trying to expel the Inner Strength Fang Shuwen had injected into him.

But how could he possibly succeed in the span of a few breaths?

He watched in horror as Tie Dingshan was sent flying, his fate unknown. Then he looked up just in time to see a large foot coming straight for his face.

The color drained from his face.

’Death was one thing... but to die like this? It was just too humiliating.’

Just as Fang Shuwen’s kick was about to land, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

Fang Shuwen didn’t need to look. One sniff was enough to tell him it was ’A Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk’ Ji Changzui!

’I just didn’t expect his Body Technique to be on par with Gu Jinghong’s. A moment ago he was lying over there, half-dead. How did he get here so fast?’

After a single glance at the man, Fang Shuwen channeled more force into his leg. The Technique was unchanged; he simply continued the kick toward Gu Jinghong’s face.