The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 171 - 164: Lunch Delivery (4000 words, two in one)

Chapter 171: Chapter 164: Lunch Delivery (4000 words, two in one)

"Brother Wenxin, I’m here to send you on your way..."

Before the voice ended, a pitch-black crossbow arrow shot out from Han Wenxin’s sleeve, piercing through Qing Yu’s figure and embedding itself in a large tree blocking the path, emitting a "hissing" sound, clearly smeared with deadly poison.

Looking again at Han Wenxin, his face remained as calm as an ancient well, devoid of the previous look of surprise. Talking too much was never Han Wenxin’s style, the recent act was merely to lower Qing Yu’s guard, to create an opportunity for this poison-smeared crossbow arrow.

However, talking too much was equally not Qing Yu’s style. The figure that the arrow pierced through wavered and dissolved into the air like water, an illusion formed by the "Light Transformation."

Three silver needles, silently flying towards their target, their long, shining bodies had been blackened, becoming completely invisible in the night.

An eye for an eye, or perhaps heroes think alike, Qing Yu’s silver needles were also smeared with a fatal poison.

"Cangtian above, protect the people!"

This robust declaration came from the mouths of the coachman and his attendants who drove for Han Wenxin. The two men emitted a thin halo around their bodies, standing like a wall in front of Han Wenxin.

The poisoned silver needles hit the two, but were blocked by the thin halo of light, unable to breach their defense. Unable to break through, the poison on the silver needles was rendered ineffective.

Protective Gang Qi?

Seeing the abnormality on the two men, Qing Yu first thought of the similarly functioning "Innate Gang Qi," both seemed far too similar in effect and form.

However, this surprise was not enough to deter the determined Qing Yu. Tonight, Han Wenxin had to die.

Qing Yu moved fast as the wind, reaching Han Wenxin and his two subordinates in an instant, both palms striking out in the technique "Double Dragon Water Drawing" targeting the two subordinates guarding in front.

The two men still radiated a light halo resembling Protective Gang Qi. Facing Qing Yu’s powerful attacks, they simultaneously threw out punches, meeting Qing Yu’s palms.

"Clang—"

The sound of their fists and palms colliding was like iron striking iron, a manifestation of Qing Yu’s Protective "Innate Gang Qi" clashing with the opponents’ halo.

"Ha!" Both of Han Wenxin’s subordinates bellowed in unison, their fists exerting force, seeking to repel Qing Yu.

Unintimidated by their combined strength, Qing Yu’s strongest fear was never facing hard resistance. After cultivating "Innate Gang Qi," while Qing Yu’s physical strength issues remained unsolved preventing ultimate performance in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the past issues of his hands turning red against hard skill practitioners were no more, thanks to the "Innate Gang Qi."

"Ice Formation."

Qing Yu withdrew his palms, then slightly lifted his elbows, striking and pushing with a right fist and left palm, swiftly and slowly revisiting the opponents’ punches.

This move, combining soft and hard, positive and negative, fast and slow, disrupted the rhythm of the synchronized punches of the two, causing their combined momentum to collapse.

"Qi Dual Flow·Shocking Hundred Miles."

Qing Yu persisted, using his strongest move "Shocking Hundred Miles" from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, enhanced with "Qi Dual Flow," intending to settle the battle with this move.

"Think again!"

This voice, though, came from the severely wounded Han Wenxin, who shouldn’t have been able to move.

Han Wenxin’s palms once again emitted the Black True Qi seen that day, hitting his subordinates and blending with their protective halo, reducing the force of Qing Yu’s powerful palms.

However, with his injured body, attempting to receive a palm strike enhanced by "Qi Dual Flow" was somewhat fanciful.

Although the three managed a combined effort, the balance Qing Yu had disrupted was hard to reform in that instant. The fierce palm force broke through the thin halos on the two men in front, and Han Wenxin, still barely managing a strike, worsened his wounds.

"Puh—" X3

The three vomited fresh blood in unison, Han Wenxin, heavily injured, was spitting blood desperately.

Qing Yu silently smiled, his figure clad in black merging with the night. Despite just showcasing a head-on confrontation, Qing Yu inherently preferred a more flexible and adaptive approach.

Indeed, Qing Yu swiftly moved behind the three using "Colorless Transformation," preparing to stab them in the back.

With a flick, he drew the long sword hidden by his side using "Hidden Sword Skill," and plunged it towards Han Wenxin at the back.

"Cangtian above, protect the people!"

Once again, that slogan-like declaration echoed as the two subordinates timely spotted Qing Yu’s sneak attack, their bodies radiating the thin layer of light once more, using their bodies to shield against the sword.

The long sword scraped against this halo, making a sharp and irritating noise that was discomforting.

"Break!" Qing Yu’s eyes sharpened, the "Innate Gang Qi" enveloping his long sword as it pierced through the halo, powered by True Qi, the sword did not stop, fiercely slicing down, almost cutting open half of the body of the man it hit.

"Blood Sacrifice to Heaven." As gravely injured as he was, that man’s face radiated an unusual blood-red color, filled with excitement, grabbing onto Qing Yu’s long sword, refusing to let it go.

The other man shouted "Go," pushing Han Wenxin away, his face equally blood-stained, launching himself at Qing Yu.

"This is almost like cultists..."

Even Qing Yu, cold and ruthless, felt somewhat unnerved by this sight. He finally connected the situation to cultists as depicted in TV dramas from his past life.

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