Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 72 The Strength of an Upper Third Grade Martial Artist

Chapter 72: Chapter 72 The Strength of an Upper Third Grade Martial Artist

"I am the eldest son, I am the first in line to the inheritance. Just because the second brother is your beloved, you have given him almost all your effort and resources. And what about me? I’m also your son."

Shen Xuefeng shouted angrily, his qi-blood surging, while slowly drawing the knife in his hand.

"Rebellious son, what do you intend to do? Could it be that you want to lay hands on me?"

Shen Hongyu was trembling all over, not out of fear, but out of anger.

He never imagined that his son would dare to draw a knife against him.

"Lay hands on you? Your child wouldn’t dare. Father, your power has long reached the peak of the Third Grade inner breath, I’m no match for you, someone else will deal with you."

As he spoke, Shen Xuefeng looked up to the sky and shouted, "Are you all just watching the show? As long as the old man doesn’t die, I will never be able to take control of the Heavenly Eagle Castle, and the promises made to you will naturally not be fulfilled."

Shen Xuefeng’s voice echoed across the square, and Shen Hongyu’s face changed drastically.

As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter came.

"Haha, the eldest young master truly keeps his word."

Whizzing sounds followed, as three black shadows appeared in front of Shen Xuefeng.

Shen Hongyu pointed his finger at Shen Xuefeng, his finger trembling non-stop.

"Rebellious son, rebellious son! You actually conspired with outsiders, do you know that this is like seeking skin from a tiger."

Shen Hongyu never could have imagined that his eldest son would collude with outsiders for the sake of profit, it was truly blindingly selfish.

In his own haste to preserve the Heavenly Eagle Castle’s inheritance, Shen Hongyu had driven away the Elixir Doctor Yin Daoyan. He trusted this old friend’s character, but he couldn’t ensure that the forces behind wouldn’t play some dirty tricks.

In a furious fit, Shen Hongyu took a step, soaring into the air, clawing towards Shen Xuefeng with an Eagle Strike the Sky stance.

Seeing the terrifying claw, Shen Xuefeng’s eyes were full of fear, and he instinctively retreated.

A black-clothed person snorted coldly, an aura burst from him, not at all inferior to Shen Hongyu’s.

With just a thought, almost within a single breath, he charged forward as well.

Bang!

With a clear sound, the two fell from mid-air.

"Third Grade Martial Artist?"

Shen Hongyu’s face changed drastically, he did not expect his son to enlist an Upper Third Grades Martial Artist.

At the same time, his heart was filled with rage.

What kind of price must have been paid to invite such a master?

No matter what the price, it must be at the expense of Heavenly Eagle Castle’s interests, Shen Xuefeng himself did not have the qualification to invite an Upper Third Grades master.

"Shen Xuefeng, you truly deserve to die!"

Shen Hongyu’s eyes were slightly bloodshot with anger, his body moved, pouncing in mid-air, and with a single palm, a Qi Palm Handprint condensed in the air.

The black-clothed man stepped with a Vigorous Step, his body quickly dodging.

Bang!

The granite floor three feet away was directly smashed by the Qi Palm.

"Die!"

Shen Hongyu roared angrily, once again pressing with a reverse palm, the air was gathered by an invisible power, viciously clawing towards the person.

Rip!

The airflow cut like a knife, carving five deep trenches on the ground.

Facing the Fortress Master of Heavenly Eagle Castle, Shen Hongyu’s fierce Claw Technique, the black-clothed man was not to be outdone, his body surging with inner breath, his fist striking out like a cannon, directly blasting towards the opponent.

Rumble!

Where the fist and claw collided, the white shockwave roared, both sides were shaken with a buzzing sound, the clanging explosion of steel.

On the rooftop, Zhong Lin watched the scene before him in amazement.

Lower Third Grades Body Refining, Middle Third Grades Blood Coagulation, Upper Third Grades Qi Refinement, Zhong Lin had always suspected that Upper Third Grades Martial Artists would be powerful, but to this extent was indeed beyond his expectations, containing such power with every punch and kick.

And that Qi Gathering Palm, a means of injuring from a distance, was simply unbelievable.

"The Fortress Master of Heavenly Eagle Castle indeed lives up to his reputation, take my sword, Sword Qi turns to silk, Heaven and Earth Net."

The black-clothed man reached to his waist and pulled, revealing a Soft Sword in his hand.

The sword gleamed, and in an instant, hundreds and thousands of strands of Sword Qi erupted, interweaving like the Heaven and Earth Net, enveloping Shen Hongyu.

"Eagle Strike the Sky."

Facing the Heaven and Earth Net, Shen Hongyu did not panic at all, the breath inside his Dantian surged, and an eagle’s cry resounded.

An almost milky-white claw appeared in the air, the claw only had three fingers, like an eagle’s talon, each finger flashing with a terrifying aura.

Bang!

The eagle claw collided with the black-clothed man’s Sword Qi, the Sword Qi shattered instantly, but Shen Hongyu was also pushed back repeatedly in mid-air.

"Impressive, this Shen Hongyu is only one step away from the Second Grade Meridian Passage Realm," Mei Weixuan whispered in admiration.

"What’s special about the Second Grade?" Zhong Lin asked curiously.

"Second Grade True Qi can take shape, you saw that eagle claw, apart from the three fingers forming, the rest was scattered True Qi, when it fully forms into a true eagle claw, he will have stepped into the Second Grade. Let’s go! We should go treasure hunting now."

After speaking, he slowly retreated, disappearing into an empty spot, quickly rushing towards a certain location.

Zhong Lin also followed closely, not daring to delay.

In the past few days, the two weren’t just eating and sleeping, they had long figured out the layout of Heavenly Eagle Castle through wandering around, and roughly calculated the treasure’s location.

"Who goes there?"

After twisting and turning, they reached a pavilion, but as soon as they approached, they were discovered by the guards.

"This is it, despite such a big commotion ahead, the guards weren’t withdrawn, it must be an important place in Heavenly Eagle Castle, let’s go."

Mei Weixuan’s eyes were full of excitement, stepping like a dragon and tiger, clouds following the dragon, wind following the tiger, his figure like a strong wind, forming his right hand into a palm, sending it towards the guard blocking him.

The seemingly light palm, yet hidden within was a tiger’s roar, causing one’s spirit to shake upon hearing it.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the guard was directly sent flying, spitting blood mid-air, falling to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Zhong Lin watched all this, realizing that this seemingly carefree noble son had such terrifying combat power, deepening his understanding of noble families.

"Red Sun Palm."

Zhong Lin also struck with a palm, his hand inexplicably enlarging by a third, like a fan, the palm’s heart was blood-red, looking from afar it seemed to be ablaze.

Bang!

This guard was also sent flying by Zhong Lin’s palm, with a charred palm print left on his chest.

The person didn’t die, just knocked unconscious, the chest injury would heal in a few months, after all, they came to steal, not to kill unnecessarily.

The two didn’t hold back, subduing the guards in a few moves.

Pushing the door open, they were greeted by rows of books.

"It turned out to be Heavenly Eagle Castle’s Pavilion of Traditions, what bad luck."

Mei Weixuan casually picked up a book, throwing it directly to the ground in frustration.

The so-called Pavilion of Traditions was the place where the family guards and children learned martial arts, also the most well-known location.

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