The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 379 - 191: Poison Heart

Chapter 379: Chapter 191: Poison Heart

Reputation surging?

No, this was a sign of collapse.

After the initial covert undermining, Mountain Earth Stripping finally showed the great momentum of mountain terrain, pressing down inch by inch, extinguishing Feng Guanyu’s resistance bit by bit.

"Boom—"

Feng Guanyu fell to one knee, his knee striking the ground and cracking it open. At the same time, his knee issued the sound of bones cracking under the unbearable burden.

In a direct comparison of strength, Feng Guanyu might also be considered an expert, but he was no match for Qing Yu.

The path Qing Yu followed was extremely unfriendly to those weaker than him.

His True Qi was abundant, his returning energy quick, never exhausted; his techniques were freely changeable with endless variations. Most importantly was Qing Yu’s Dao, lofty as Cangtian, solid as Earth, the heavens and earth within my heart, also within my palm. With the momentum in hand, one possessed boundless strength.

In Qing Yu’s perception, a true warrior never falls to the siege of the weaker. Therefore, he had put in considerable effort to prevent this.

True Qi, techniques, Mental Realm—should any of these be weaker than Qing Yu, they would be turned into a crush of the opponent’s advantage, accumulating continuously until the opponent was defeated.

And when all three were inferior, it was an unstoppable crushing force.

Just like Feng Guanyu now, with a single strike, he was on the verge of defeat, and any further resistance would mean death.

However, in this bedchamber, besides Feng Guanyu, there was another enemy.

An enemy who had been coldly observing the whole time.

Qing Yu nearly crushed Feng Guanyu with one blow, and despite the exchange of technique and Mental Realm, the psychological fluctuations on both sides, in reality, took place within just a few breaths.

This brief time was short, but for a Divine Origin Realm martial artist, they could have made dozens of attacks.

However, Bai Guishan had not made a move. He just stood quietly, watching the fight between Qing Yu and Feng Guanyu as if a traitor indifferent to his comrade being brutally hit.

Nevertheless, Qing Yu’s attention never left Bai Guishan, as the Poison Heart Scholar’s prowess was not comparable to Feng Guanyu’s.

Indeed, as he saw Qing Yu’s palm wield overwhelming power, crushing Feng Guanyu, yet Feng Guanyu managed to withstand the blow, Bai Guishan made his move decisively.

His figure flickered strangely behind Qing Yu, and from within the wide sleeves of his robe, a dark green shadow twisted like a snake, silently touching Qing Yu’s back.

This serpentine shadow’s attack missed, for Qing Yu’s aura, as solid as a mountain, suddenly became as agile as the wind just before the attack, gracefully turning to dodge this sneak attack.

"Is this the Poison Heart Sword the Poison Heart Scholar is famous for?"

Although it was a fleeting glimpse, retreating back into the sleeve after the attack, with Qing Yu’s eyesight, he still caught sight of the serpent-like weapon.

The Poison Heart Sword, called a sword, was a bit of a stretch. The only thing tying this weapon to a sword might be the fact that it had edges on both sides.

The blade was twisted and winding like a Spiritual Snake, but in some places, it was not as smooth as a Spiritual Snake, showing sharp edges and barbs, with a flashing chill and green light on top, obviously coated with a strong poison.

A large part of the Poison Heart Scholar’s fame came from this Poison Heart Sword. The malice of the sword was secondary; wielding such a twisted and strange weapon naturally demanded extremely twisted techniques. And to refine such twisted martial arts to the Divine Origin Realm, one had to be in perfect harmony with their martial arts.

Poison Heart, Poison Heart, just from the name one would know what kind of person the Poison Heart Scholar would be.

Ignoring Feng Guanyu who was being suppressed, seeing that his defeat was imminent, the Poison Heart Scholar was just looking for a suitable opportunity to strike.

And now, the opportunity had come.

After Qing Yu’s swift movement, the Poison Heart Sword was withdrawn into his sleeve, and then it shot out again like a venomous snake that had found its prey.

The trajectory of the Poison Heart Sword was twisted and strange; if Qing Yu hadn’t possessed the "Heavenly Son’s Qi Observation Skill," an ordinary person would not have been able to see through these contorted and awkward moves.

With his two fingers joined together as a sword finger, he created thousands of finger shadows, clashing with the chaotic Poison Heart Sword, producing a clangorous sound.

After the battle in the Divine Capital, Qing Yu, who had witnessed powerful fighters of the Esoteric Realm using the "Heavenly Son’s Qi Observation Skill" to understand the essence of their abilities, had trained his "Dragon Elephant Wisdom" to the twelfth layer; he was just one step away from the highest thirteenth layer.

Although such a physique was not considered top-notch in the Divine Origin Realm, it was still quite remarkable. Coupled with the Circulating Mountain Strength, Qing Yu could be said to have a body as solid as Vajra; his fingers and palms were like gold and iron, and clashing with the Poison Heart Sword was a minor matter.

However, the opportunity the Poison Heart Scholar had painstakingly found would not be so easily blocked.

From within his wide Confucian robe sleeves suddenly erupted a burst of dark green fog, enveloping the surroundings. Within this dense fog, which was almost black, the Poison Heart Sword seemed even more sinister and malicious.

Qing Yu’s fingers barely touched a bit of the dark green fog when he felt a numbing sensation.

Although the small amount of poison was quickly forced out by his powerful True Qi, it still created a tremendous sense of crisis in Qing Yu’s mind. It was easy to force out that bit of poison, but the fact that such a minor contact could cause a numbing sensation was no simple matter.

He himself was considered skilled in the Poison Dao; a year ago, Qing Yu had often used poison to assist in combat. Regarding poisons, Qing Yu had great importance and vigilance.

By relying on books he had read like the "Lianhua Treasure Book" and the "White Camel Poison Scripture", Qing Yu had also developed a body that was invulnerable to hundreds of poisons. However, the invulnerability gained from secret manuals in the Low Martial World seemed somewhat inadequate when brought into the High Martial World.

Qing Yu certainly did not believe he was truly invulnerable to all poisons. Even the one called "Valley God Immortal," Gu Shentong, ultimately fell to an irresistible fragrance. Qing Yu’s current strength might not even match Gu Shentong’s; how could he afford to be careless?

"Crack—"

Qing Yu was about to dodge, but was intercepted by Feng Guanyu, who had just been forced to kneel on the ground.

At this moment, Feng Guanyu’s face was flushed red, and his eyes were bloodshot. Recognizing his condition, Qing Yu naturally identified that he had resorted to the Forbidden Technique of the Cangsheng Sect known as "Blood Sacrifice to Heaven."

The surge of True Qi ignited endless flames, which converged into a blazing Fire Phoenix with wings spread wide, rushing towards Qing Yu who was only an arm’s length away.

"Boom—"

Even though Feng Guanyu had used a Forbidden Technique, he was unable to truly harm Qing Yu, but the powerful impact of the move sent Qing Yu flying into the air.

And that was the precise moment for the Absolute Kill that Bai Guishan had been waiting for.

"Die!"

Bai Guishan pressed a mechanism with a sinister grin, and from beneath his broad Confucian robe, a dense shower of fine black needles known as the "Breaking Gang Needle" shot out towards Qing Yu, who had no leverage to shift his position in mid-air.

"Breaking Gang Needles." Qing Yu immediately recognized the origin of these fine needles.

Breaking Gang Needles and Gang-breaking Arrows were of the same kind, designed specifically to break through external power and Gang Qi, but the Breaking Gang Needles were even more insidious and effective than Gang-breaking Arrows.

Furthermore, considering their pitch-black appearance and the foul smell, it was clear that the Breaking Gang Needles were coated with something less than friendly.