The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 172 - 164: Lunch Delivery (4000 words, two in one)_2

Chapter 172: Chapter 164: Lunch Delivery (4000 words, two in one)_2

"And their kind of Martial Arts that involved shouting slogans seemed just like the Divine Strike exclusively used by cultists in legends."

"Here was Han Wenxin, a highly educated scholar, heir to the Zajia, hailed as the ’modern Duke Wenxin,’ how could he be involved with cultists."

Qing Yu immediately dropped his sword and retreated. The soft feared the hard, the hard feared the unpredictable, and the ruthless feared the reckless—a cultist was the epitome of recklessness. Contesting directly with an irrational cultist was utterly unwise.

Movements following his will, his black silhouette turned into a straight line, forcing Han Wenxin back with a palm strike when he attempted to step away. Escaping in front of Qing Yu seemed like a mere fantasy.

"Cangtian above, protect the people!"

It was the third time Qing Yu heard this slogan. And these eight words, sounding quite like a cultist slogan, were spoken by the calm and confident Han Wenxin.

Unexpectedly, Han Wenxin was not just associated with cultists; he was a cultist himself.

A flush appeared on his face, but his movements became even more agile and fluid than before, as if the wound on his back did not exist. According to a report from an insider Pharmacist, the wound that Feng Yixian had inflicted with a Light Axe was bone-deep.

And then, considering the attendant whom Qing Yu had nearly bisected earlier, who still seemed as vigorous as ever—this unknown Mysterious Secret Skill, much like Divine Strike, seemed able to suppress the effects of injuries forcefully.

After suppressing his injuries, Han Wenxin’s sleeves bulged, his hair moved without wind, and black and white True Qi spilled out, swirling around him like dragons, creating an extraordinary aura.

The black was Mo Family True Qi, the white was the Vast Righteous Qi of Mountain River Academy. Both types of True Qi, similar yet inherently repelling each other, coexisted within Han Wenxin. The path of Zajia was indeed miraculous.

Witnessing the oddities occurring in Han Wenxin, Qing Yu knew he was ready to stake it all. The secret technique to suppress injuries would not have been used unless absolutely necessary; clearly, its side effects were horrifying.

Based on Qing Yu’s understanding of numerous Mysterious Secret Skills, even if Han Wenxin might escape with his life from their encounter, it was very likely that the side effects would ultimately claim his life.

As for the other two who clearly intended to fight to the death, survival was impossible. Especially one whose blood was gushing yet still fixated on Qing Yu, ready to fight to his last breath, certainly experiencing his final surge of energy, his death likely imminent, perhaps even in the next moment.

Nonetheless, leaving them be was still a hindrance. Qing Yu waved his hand to the right and left, and ten ghastly shadows emerged from the small grove beside the roadway behind him.

Ten eerie, ghost-like shadows instantly flashed behind Qing Yu, aligning neatly in formation. Wrapped entirely in black, only their numb and cold eyes were exposed.

Exorcism Sword Guards, Qing Yu’s latest creation. Created using captured Japanese as the base material, they were brainwashed with medicine and trained in the "Exorcism Sword Manual" and an incomplete "Kuihua Treasure."

Of course, due to time constraints, the necessary steps were hard to complete in a short time to fully form the Exorcism Sword Guards. After all, castration was required, then feathers had to be inserted and injuries healed.

Should the feather placement be inaccurate, causing urethral obstruction, it would waste not too many captured Japanese, which was truly wasteful.

Fortunately, Qing Yu was skilled in Medical Skills, knowing that the fundamental point of castration was to annihilate a man’s progeny. He knew that by simply destroying a prospective nest of progeny, he could fulfil the primary requirement for Spiritual Training.

Otherwise, with the archaic medical conditions of ancient times, one could only imagine how many captives would die. To date, Qing Yu still did not know how Lao Yue had managed to deceive his wife, daughter, and disciples, enduring the long healing process of the fifth limb. How he had accurately inserted the feathers by himself was still a mystery.

Enough idle talk. The ten Exorcism Sword Guards, wielding slender and narrow long swords, surrounded the two cultists, making sure they did not disturb Qing Yu’s final confrontation with his brother.

Faced with Han Wenxin, who temporarily regained his peak condition, Qing Yu also displayed black and white True Qi, but his nature was Yin Yang, completely different from his opponent’s.

Han Wenxin charged forward without hesitation as his condition was critical and he could not afford to waste time.

"Qi Dual Flow·Yin-Yang Hand Seal."

Such a perfect opportunity, Qing Yu could not pass it up. Thousands of black and white Yin Yang Handprints covered the sky, assaulting Han Wenxin.

Yin Yang Hand Seal, this Yin Yang Family move had always been unbeatable in Qing Yu’s hands. Many times, upon its execution, it essentially secured his victory.

However, this time, the move had taken a defeat on Han Wenxin’s body for the first time. Thousands of handprints, imprinted on Han Wenxin’s body, were dissolved by his ink-like True Qi, turning into nothingness.

Thousands of handprints meant multiple points of attack, which also indicated dispersed force. Even the increased power from "Qi Dual Flow" couldn’t eliminate this flaw, as the sheer number of handprints was simply too great. Against an ordinary opponent, it could still be resolved.

Facing Han Wenxin’s boosting True Qi with Forbidden Technique, it proved ineffective, especially since he specialized in defending with Mo Family True Qi.

Having repelled this barrage, Han Wenxin advanced, white True Qi swirling around him as the Confucian "Long Sky Divine Palm" was once again displayed before Qing Yu.

This move was the ultimate technique of "Long Sky Divine Palm," One Palm Leveling Mountains and Rivers.

With the Forbidden Technique bolstering, this domineering move that transformed landscapes showed its intimidating nature, even splitting the air and generating layers of Qi waves that caused the trees by the roadside to shake uncontrollably.

"I’m not afraid of you."

After releasing "Yin Yang Hand Seal," Qing Yu maintained the hand-seal pose, with Yin Yang True Qi circulating ceaselessly.

It was still "Yin Yang Hand Seal," but this time, all the force converged within the Tai Chi Diagram between his palms, with the two types of Qi rotating silently. Although unimpressive in display, the tyrannical force within was no less than that of his opponent. The Yin Yang Family, after all, parted from the Daoist School in pursuit of the ultimate power.

One blatant and the other subtle, the collision of these two equally intense ultimate moves created an even larger wave of Qi than before.

The ground around them was even torn apart by the violent Qi force.

The Qi waves swept out, involving ten Exorcism Sword Guards and their two adversaries who were nearby.

Falling short in power, the Exorcism Sword Guards were blown back several steps by the gust.

Seizing this opportunity, two cultists using Forbidden Techniques, their eyes red, pounced together towards Qing Yu, intending to provide Han Wenxin an opportunity.

"Oblivious to death."

Qing Yu scoffed coldly. His left hand suddenly turned blood-red, resembling fresh blood, and burst with crimson True Qi, sending out a blood-red True Qi palm print that grasped a skull of the same bloody hue.

"Skull Blood Handprint."

This was also an ultimate technique from the Great Fate of the Yin Yang Family, now manifesting in Qing Yu’s hands.

The cultist, already severely injured by Qing Yu’s previous attack, took the brunt, his already half-severed wound ripped further apart by the sinister blood-colored skull palm, splitting him in two in midair.

The person behind him, struck by the remnant force of the Skull Blood Handprint, had the fiery Fire Power burn through his body, causing him to fall and roll on the ground in agony.

Simultaneously, Qing Yu’s right hand executed "Dragon in the Field," blocking Han Wenxin’s "Long Sky Divine Palm" as he tried to take advantage of Qing Yu’s distraction.

Amid their clash of True Qi, Qing Yu, supported by "Innate Gang Qi," did not back down an inch, dividing his attention but still holding his own.

"Senior brother, surrender peacefully and I’ll spare your life."

Unlike his initial killing intent, Qing Yu now became interested in Han Wenxin’s background. Such "Divine Strike"-like secret techniques must have significant backing. To not interrogate him would be undermining his worth.

"Zhang Qian Ding must be your man."

Han Wenxin scoffed coldly, "I’ve known for a while that Zhang Qian Ding, an ignorant fool, even if he underwent a great transformation and gained sudden enlightenment, knowledge doesn’t just spring out of nowhere. Longevity Powder, Three Corpses Brain God Pill, such poisons, Zhang Qian Ding had no means to even come into contact with them, how could he suddenly know."

"So what..." Qing Yu slightly squinted his eyes, "What does it mean for you to say all this, senior brother? Your life is in my hands now. If you die, who else would know about these things!"

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