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Chapter 166 - 151 Killing Fist and Monster_2

Chapter 166: Chapter 151 Killing Fist and Monster_2

Wu Li looked equally surprised, not expecting his opponent to be a master. It was clear that the opponent had used his spine to generate power and executed a splendid Shrimp Bow Retreat to dodge his Tiger Form Splitting Fist.

He didn’t take the opportunity to follow up, not because he didn’t want to, but because the successive bursts just now had left him no time to catch his breath. The toll had been substantial, and he needed to take a moment to recover.

"Who are you?" asked Liu Qi, frowning at Wu Li and initiating the conversation.

Wu Li didn’t respond and used a system detection on the opponent:

Killing Fist: Master Level

Sandboxing: Master Level

Shaolin Grappling: Master Level

Overall Score: A+ (17%)

To his surprise, a drug dealer turned out to be a martial artist of the master level! Moreover, the opponent possessed a martial arts technique Wu Li had never heard of before—Killing Fist.

He hadn’t even seen this martial art in the system exchange list,

which claimed to have recorded every existing martial art technique from ancient times to present. Wu Li often browsed through these listings during his free time, and he was certain he had never encountered anything called "Killing Fist."

Was it a new technique that the system hadn’t updated?

"You’re not a policeman, are you." Liu Qi continued. He had dealt with policemen for many years and could usually tell one almost instantly. Wu Li didn’t quite look like a policeman.

Ignoring the man, Wu Li took a few seconds to catch his breath. Thinking that Elder Li might already be in the opponent’s hands, he decided not to wait any longer and charged again.

Boom!

A loud noise echoed, and the floor of the hall trembled—it was Wu Li stomping heavily on the ground.

Horse Form Trample!

Using the force of the stomp, Wu Li darted toward Liu Qi like an arrow released from a bow, his right fist swinging from his waist upwards, the air bursting with the trajectory.

Sky-reaching Cannon!

Launching a Horse Form Cannon Fist, Wu Li struck out with all his force.

The prior Tiger Hugging Head had been a hastily executed technique due to successive bursts and dodging bullets. Now, this Horse Form Cannon was his full-powered burst!

Liu Qi’s expression grew solemn; he didn’t expect Wu Li’s fists to be so fierce. A subconscious desire to dodge flitted through his mind, to evade the brunt.

But his many years of experience in Jianghu and his extensive combat history revealed to him that Wu Li was a Xingyi master. Xingyi was inherently fierce and overbearing, emphasizing momentum. Against such an opponent, harboring any thought of evasion would mean falling into disadvantage and possibly facing real danger.

Thus, Liu Qi didn’t dodge but roared instead, his tailbone along his spine fiercely jerking up, as if a horse raising its tail.

At the same time, his knees bent and legs moved inward, unexpectedly taking a stance of Yong Chun’s Biao Zhi Horse Form.

Liu Qi’s arms misaligned forwards through his shoulder joints, his arms seemingly extending as he powered through, his fists striking out towards Wu Li’s cannon fist.

Bang!

Wu Li felt a penetrating force from the opponent’s fists. His own right fist circulated the blood and Qi naturally, mitigating much of the transmitted force.

While Liu Qi felt an explosive force from Wu Li’s fist strike, he quickly exerted force along his spine, pressing down hard with his Biao Zhi Horse Form stance to stabilize his center of gravity.

Without any pause, Wu Li retracted his arm slightly after the Horse Form Cannon, lifted his body up, raised his center of gravity, then fiercely brought it down, executing another Tiger Form Splitting Fist within that rise and fall.

Liu Qi’s palms, with thumbs tucked in tightly, flicked the other four fingers outward as he thrust his punch. The joints of these four fingers made crisp sounds as they moved.

Both legs simultaneously sprung up, driving his body and arms, while his fingers closed together like a blade, targeting Wu Li’s fist.

"Yong Chun Standard Finger, but the way the power was generated was much like White Crane Sect."

Wu Li pondered, puzzled. Yong Chun Fist and Yongchun White Crane Fist were completely different martial arts; one focused on close combat and seizing the centerline, while the other mimicked the white crane, emphasizing palm and finger strength.

At this moment, Liu Qi’s method of generating power from his muscles and bones closely resembled the White Crane Sect, yet using a Biao Zhi Horse Form to execute the standard finger was a Yong Chun technique, which puzzled Wu Li.

Could this be the Killing Fist?

Though puzzled, it didn’t hinder Wu Li’s actions; he struck down with his fist, colliding with Liu Qi’s standard finger.

Bang! Wu’s right fist was slightly shaken open, leaving behind four bloody marks, but he remained unfazed. Suddenly, his fist transformed into a palm, and his five fingers bent downwards to grab.

After the Splitting Fist, there were several variations, and at this moment, Wu’s combination of a split and a grab transformed from the Tiger Form to the Eagle Form.

Having mastered the Eagle Claw Fist to a Master Level, Wu could exert force all the way to his fingertips. Transitioning from the Tiger Form to the Eagle Form posed no obstacles and even added to his imposing aura.

His right hand’s veins protruded, his flesh swelled, turning dark blue, and his finger joints cracked loudly, tearing through the air to grab onto Liu Qi’s wrist.

Liu Qi was startled. He hadn’t anticipated that Wu’s combination of a split and a grab, and the shift between forms, would be so seamless, nor that the power exerted would be so fierce. Once caught, his wrist would instantly be destroyed!

He shouted violently; his right arm muscles twisted, and his bones tensed. His wrist spun like a high-speed drill, trying to break free from Wu’s grip.

Wu was now certain that the opponent’s so-called Killing Fist was greatly related to Yong Chun, and this demonstration of spiral internal strength from Yong Chun was undoubtedly at a Master Level!

Wu’s right hand twisted in response, his arm swinging—he was ready to match the opponent with an Eagle Form Capture.

The Master Level Eagle Claw Fist compensated for Wu’s shortcomings in grappling.

In just a blink, Liu Qi felt the trouble. Although he was also proficient in Shaolin Grappling, compared to Wu’s Master-Level Xingyi and Eagle Claw, he fell short in grappling.

A tremendous tearing force came forth. Liu Qi endured the excruciating pain, as if his wrist was about to break, and his right foot shot out fiercely, like a blade scraping bone, stabbing harshly towards Wu’s calf.

The force exerted was very concealed and sudden.

Wu’s heart tightened; his right leg felt a chilling pain. He sensed the impending danger early on, and lifted his leg to block the opponent’s kick.

Bang!

Wu was kicked by Liu Qi, becoming slightly unstable. The opponent’s kick was so unexpected that even though he detected it early, he could only manage to lift his leg, failing to completely dodge.

Swipe! Liu Qi seized the opportunity to break free from Wu’s grip and, ignoring his almost severed wrist,

he arched his back and lifted his head, once again leveraging his spine to adjust his bones and exert force. His hands opened slightly, his fists instantly pecked into a Crane’s beak, and his arms twisted inward, stirring a spiral wind.

Then his fists vibrated up and down, the elbow joints emitted a sharp friction sound, and the trembling of the elbow joints drove the trembling of the fists and wrists. Liu Qi threw punches rapidly, like a tempest, towards Wu!

This technique resembled Yong Chun’s Hiragana Punch, but the way of clenching his fists was from the White Crane Sect, and the method of exerting force was somewhat like Long Arm Fist.

Despite this strange combination seeming a bit odd, its power was formidable, and Wu dared not underestimate it.

He abruptly twisted his waist and flung his arms out with the momentum.

Snap! The air snapped crisply; Wu clenched his fists and thrust forward fiercely, like two venomous snakes suddenly biting at their enemy.

At this moment, Liu Qi struck extremely quickly, so Wu chose to use the Drilling Fist from Five Elements Fist, the fastest in terms of speed, paired with the Snake Form, to fight speed with speed!

Wu’s fists, like snake heads, continuously shook and tore, clashing with Liu Qi’s fists.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

The air exploded, muscles slapped, and joints cracked audibly, merging into a continuous sound.

In less than ten seconds, the two moved and fought, throwing dozens of punches as they clashed!

Swipe! The two figures separated.

Wu and Liu Qi each retreated several steps, both catching their breath slightly.

During those few intense seconds, both men’s overt and covert strength erupted continuously, fiercely driving their muscle and bone power. Even if made of iron, anyone would feel exhausted by now.

Especially Wu, who had already exerted himself numerous times to dodge "shots" and had just gone through another bout of continuous exertion, consuming a tremendous amount of energy. Luckily, the passive effect of his Endurance Muscles was continually helping reduce his consumption, otherwise, he nearly failed to keep up with the punches just then.

And Liu Qi was even more shocked. The man before him had erupted so many times in succession to dodge his "shots." He had counted on Wu’s possibly flagging stamina when he chose to engage Wu aggressively; unexpectedly, Wu managed to keep up till now.

Moreover, with the punches clashing, the damage to their hands was severe. Although Liu Qi had specifically trained his hands with External Martial Arts, both his hands were now battered and torn, the bones feeling as if they were about to split.

But looking back at Wu, his hands were merely scraped, far less severe than Liu Qi’s injuries. Moreover, during their exchange of punches, Liu Qi felt as if the opponent was wearing an invisible glove; not only could his own force not fully penetrate, but he could also feel a slight rebound force.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Liu Qi looked towards Wu not far away, his mood heavy.