Chapter 368: 【156】Self-Created Second Move, Five Viscera Thunderous Sound_3
Jiang Tianzhen’s eyes were blood-red as he shook his arms.
The dragon robe on his body instantly tore apart, turning into countless fragments fluttering to the ground.
Revealing the robust physique of a Martial Artist.
At this moment, Jiang Tianzhen seemed to have fallen into a state akin to hallucination or madness, though it was unclear whether it was due to a dark spell or something else.
However, Wang Longhu wasn’t inclined to believe it was a dark spell.
Because at their level of power, they could completely detect any issues by thoroughly checking their bodies, identifying the problem, and expelling foreign objects from within.
It’s somewhat like antivirus software on a computer, feeling infected by a virus, running a full scan on every drive, and then eliminating each threat one by one.
"Step back, this guy has lost his mind for some reason, if you don’t stay away, you might easily get caught in it," Wang Longhu waved his hand, reminding Zhang Yuanying without turning his head.
He could feel that Jiang Tianzhen was gathering momentum, a sign that a Martial Artist was about to unleash fury.
Strands of white aura drifted from Jiang Tianzhen’s body, interweaving massively above his head, ultimately forming a gigantic phantom.
A shell of a turtle, a dragon’s head, it was actually a Dragon Turtle, also known as ’Bixi’, the sixth son of the dragon.
Wang Longhu’s eyes widened, his expression revealing shock and surprise for the first time.
Since he began practicing martial arts, he had never seen such a phenomenon, it was as if special effects had been turned on.
Wang Longhu hurriedly rubbed his eyes, wanting to see if he was hallucinating, but finally clearly confirmed the answer.
The White Dragon Turtle manifesting above Jiang Tianzhen’s body was not an illusion, but a scene he truly witnessed.
"How could this be... Am I falling behind the times? I’ve never heard of a Martial Artist displaying a Martial Soul’s true form," Wang Longhu was greatly astonished in his heart.
Yet Jiang Tianzhen gave him no time for shock, instantly appearing before Wang Longhu, swinging a palm towards Wang Longhu’s cheek.
Jiang Tianzhen, in full explosive power, moved with incredible speed, nearly making it impossible for even Wang Longhu to track his dynamic movement.
Yet thankfully 20.00 Spirit was no joke, seeing Jiang Tianzhen’s fingertips about to brush Wang Longhu’s cheek.
Wang Longhu leaned back to dodge, narrowly avoiding Jiang Tianzhen’s palm, though the finger wind still brushed past Wang Longhu’s nose tip.
Instantly, a drop of blood seeped from Wang Longhu’s nose, silently dripping down.
"This guy has changed, different from just now," Wang Longhu frowned, perceiving something amiss.
For Martial Artists like Jiang Tianzhen who practice Inner Power-focused martial arts, when they strike, their Inner Strength always travels along the meridians of the Inner Power they’ve learned.
Wang Longhu had fought Jiang Tianzhen before, well aware of the meridian routes of White Lotus Calming Skill.
But now, the Inner Strength within Jiang Tianzhen had shifted entirely to different meridians, as if he had temporarily become a different person, drawing Wang Longhu’s attention.
During the time unseen from his view, what exactly had Jiang Tianzhen experienced?
Whoosh!
Jiang Tianzhen, with blood-red eyes, suddenly placed both palms on Wang Longhu’s shoulders, like dragon claws, firmly gripping Wang Longhu’s shoulder muscles, intending to tear them off entirely.
With Jiang Tianzhen’s strength, he could break even iron in half.
But before Wang Longhu, his physique wasn’t to be underestimated either.
With effort, Wang Longhu’s shoulder muscles instantly hardened like steel, directly prying open Jiang Tianzhen’s ten fingers.
Simultaneously, his arms clenched, delivering a fierce Drilling Fist strike to Jiang Tianzhen’s chest.
The Drilling Fist is the most ’gun-like’ fist technique, the fist exits the hand resembling a twisted screw, striking straight like the spearhead of a large spear aimed at the target’s body.
If Beng Fist targets the internal organs, then the Drilling Fist breaks through the skin and flesh.
Wang Longhu’s fists landed squarely on Jiang Tianzhen’s chest, the entirety of his Inner Strength concentrated at the finger joint acupoints, surging wildly outwards.
Jiang Tianzhen’s chest instantly burst with two blood holes, not even the Gang Qi could withstand Wang Longhu’s close-range Drilling Fist.
Not waiting for Wang Longhu to press against the ribs, Jiang Tianzhen swiftly raised his leg, a knee striking Wang Longhu’s chin, forcing him back.
Simultaneously, his ten fingers danced quickly, White Lotus Thirty-Six Qi Swords reappeared, shooting towards Wang Longhu’s vital acupoints.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Despite Wang Longhu using Gang Qi as a shield, he still felt the targeted acupoints throbbing faintly under the assault.
In terms of Gang Qi, he was still somewhat lacking compared to Jiang Tianzhen, an established Grandmaster in Gang Qi, the latter inheriting generations of White Lotus Saint Emperors’ understanding and application of Gang Qi.
While Wang Longhu relied solely on himself, this aspect was indeed a weakness he couldn’t help.
Yet Gang Qi wasn’t the entirety of a master’s prowess, the ultimate in martial arts, simply put, is ’simplifying the grand way’.
It boils down to strength and speed.
If you can kill your enemy with one punch, then there’s no need for showy techniques and routines.
Wang Longhu’s greatest advantage now was undoubtedly his imposing physique.
Boom!
Suddenly taking a giant step on the ground, Wang Longhu directly charged towards Jiang Tianzhen’s Gang Swords, swiftly closing in on the opponent.
With his arm raised over his forehead, he unleashed a punch with all his might, slicing towards Jiang Tianzhen’s face like a battle axe.
Jiang Tianzhen immediately raised his hand to block, but in the next second, he felt that what he caught was not a mere fist, but rather a fully charged speeding dump truck.