Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 169 - 29: Seizure

Chapter 169: Chapter 29: Seizure

The gathering place of Pill Masters.

The surrounding Pill Masters were alarmed by the sound and changed color, intending to go out and observe. However, the explosion sound just now was clearly different from the sound of a Pill Furnace explosion during their usual Alchemy.

"These sorts of matters are naturally handled by the Pei family. If you meddle, you’ll die quickly."

The tense situation this winter can be glimpsed from the supply quantity of Alchemy ingredients. That some battles occur is nothing unusual.

Many Pill Masters clearly understood this logic and huddled inside, not going out.

Master Ding’s pill room.

The massive dust clouds gradually settled, yet there was not a speck of dust on Yang Diancang’s body.

His eyes were calm and casually swept over the wooden box in Pei Zhangjie’s hand. Two marbles slowly rotated in his palm.

"Is the second-tier pill recipe in your hands?" Yang Diancang slowly stepped forward, gradually approaching Pei Zhangjie.

"Yang Diancang?"

Pei Zhangjie couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

Rumor had it that the leader of the West River Alliance, Yang Diancang, had power comparable to the ninth-layer perfection of the Condensing Origin realm, just a shade below the ancestors of the Hong and Pei families, making him one of the top figures in Yanghua.

These rumors had been quietly confirmed during the Pei family’s investigation, but no one had truly witnessed Yang Diancang in combat, leading to much debate within the family.

"Judging by the power displayed just now, Yang Diancang lives up to his reputation, wielding peak ninth-grade Condensing Origin realm strength."

Finally understanding the identity of the visitor, Pei Zhangjie instantly felt his hairs stand on end, his gaze extremely grave.

Despite the immense pressure Yang Diancang’s strength put on Pei Zhangjie, he remained calm and said, "Our Pei family and the West River Alliance have always stayed out of each other’s way. You trespass here today, not only killing my family’s Pill Master but also coveting the pill recipe in my hand?"

"Even with your peak ninth-grade strength, don’t dream of escaping from here. Take my punch!"

After speaking, Pei Zhangjie suddenly slapped with his right hand, instantly propelling Master Ding’s body horizontally.

As he pushed out, his figure sharply retreated.

A flicker of resolution passed through Pei Zhangjie’s eyes; he knew he must escape quickly.

Since he was at the Pei Mansion, all he needed to do was wait for rescue, with no need to engage the enemy, especially since he was not confident in opposing Yang Diancang.

"Trying to escape?" Yang Diancang paused his steps, seeing the corpse heaved toward him, a harsh glint crossing his serene face: "Can you escape?"

Yang Diancang spoke, his eyes locking onto the frantically fleeing Pei Zhangjie.

The two marbles that originally rotated slowly in his palm suddenly accelerated, like two rapidly colliding spinning tops.

The marbles spun faster and faster, the temperature rising with friction against the air, gradually transforming into two red-hot iron balls.

Within a breath, the two iron balls had formed a crimson ring spinning in his palm.

"Go!"

Yang Diancang pushed his right palm forward, directing the iron marbles fiercely at Pei Zhangjie, who was a hundred feet away.

Whiz!

The two marbles, one left and one right, flew with a shrill whistle, hurtling down.

As the marbles blasted forth, Yang Diancang’s body had already burst forth, launching a palm to pulverize Master Ding’s body into mush.

When the blood and flesh hit the ground, he had already vanished from the spot, pursuing Pei Zhangjie.

Meanwhile, the marbles sped swiftly, reaching Pei Zhangjie’s back in a flash.

From extremely tricky angles left and right, they entirely blocked Pei Zhangjie’s space to dodge.

"Not good!"

Even though Pei Zhangjie was mentally prepared, sensing the fierce killing intent from the marbles, he inwardly thought things were bad.

"The marbles’ power is too great to confront head-on!" Pei Zhangjie looked at the courtyard wall ahead, his heart sinking even more.

In an instant, Pei Zhangjie decisively shifted his step, forcibly twisting his body to avoid the whizzing marbles.

BOOM!

The marbles, wrapped in violent gales, smashed straight into the courtyard wall.

The heavy wall couldn’t withstand the two steel marbles, blasted into two cavities three feet large.

One marble hit the ground hard, creating a large crater. The other smashed through three thigh-thick trees before embedding into a fourth.

But before the thunderous roar faded from Pei Zhangjie’s ears, Yang Diancang’s figure was already upon him.

Yang Diancang’s gaze was cold, and a fist came crashing down toward Pei Zhangjie’s face. His arms seemed forged from steel, the punch carrying fury of wind and thunder, a terrifying force.

"Such immense power."

Pei Zhangjie’s sullen face flushed. Forcibly blocking the iron fist, his body trembled, and the mud beneath his feet sank three inches.

His opponent’s strength was so formidable that the force transmitted through his forearm seemed ready to shatter his bones.

Yet Yang Diancang did not pause. His iron-arm fist shot like a cannonball, another punch accompanied by howling wind, aimed directly at Pei Zhangjie’s vital point.

"The rumors of Yang Diancang, the Bai Mei Tiebi, of the West River Alliance are true." Pei Zhangjie’s pupils contracted, a trace of shock in his eyes: "His iron arms are like mountains, unmatched by me."

"I can’t take it head-on; I must dodge!" Pei Zhangjie forcibly gathered his breath, aiming to use his agile movement technique to evade Yang Diancang’s attacks like a sparrow darting through a forest.

Yang Diancang’s face remained stern, showing not a hint of urgency; his punches were like a storm, every strike immensely heavy, suppressing Pei Zhangjie tightly, leaving no opportunity for escape.

"This is troublesome."

Pei Zhangjie inwardly lamented, handling this situation with extreme difficulty.

After two or three breaths, the area where the two exchanged blows was a blur, like a whirlwind of shadows, overwhelming the eyes.

Bang!

The iron fist struck heavily, collapsing the courtyard wall with a thunderous crash.

At this moment, Pei Zhangjie’s face was ashen. He had taken three punches, nearly dispersing all the energy circulating within him.

Moreover, the opponent’s fist force, lingering in his body, was stubbornly eroding and hindering his energy flow.

Just then, a clear whistle came from afar.

"Who dares to act so recklessly?"

A young man in a green robe suddenly appeared a hundred meters away.

Yang Diancang heard the words, eyes stiffen, his fist power suddenly shifting.

"Iron Arm, Wind Thunder Illusion Cloud!"

Yang Diancang shouted inwardly.

Yang Diancang’s fists suddenly withdrew, instantly trapping Pei Zhangjie under the fist wind. However, his fists seemed to slow slightly, gradually growing faster with the accumulation of inner power, transforming into flashes of punch shadows like lightning.

These punch shadows intertwined, forming intricate patterns, like lightning in the clouds, thunder and lightning roaring together.

"What? How to counter this?"

Pei Zhangjie was startled, bewildered by this bizarre technique.

It seemed as if the entire sky was filled with the opponent’s divine fists, each punch shadow appearing both real and illusory, leaving him unable to discern.

Bang Bang Bang!

Just as Pei Zhangjie gritted his teeth to evade the lightning, his body was suddenly hit by three heavy punches.

"Ugh!"

Pei Zhangjie’s eyes widened, letting out a muffled groan.

Thud!

Another punch struck his chest.

Pei Zhangjie’s skin, as tender as tofu, quivered involuntarily; his eyes opened wide, and his body slowly collapsed.

Yang Diancang’s gaze flickered, retracting his fists in an instant, snatching the wooden box from Pei Zhangjie’s hands.

"Got it!"

With the wooden box in hand, a cold smile appeared on Yang Diancang’s face.

Just then, a shaft of silver light streaked across the night.

Clang!

A sword light shot forth in an instant.

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