A Martial Saint Among Men: From Joining a Martial Arts School

Chapter 166 Can I still reach the other side?



Chapter 166 Can I still reach the other side?

Chapter 166 Can I still reach the other side?

"Even if you weren't poisoned, you'd still die!"

Su Mei let out a sharp cry, and her body was surrounded by a pale purple aura, which suddenly surged, like a blooming Netherworld Datura unfolding behind her.

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from his body, and his surrounding energy surged like a tide.

"Mastery of the罡劲 (Gāngjìn, a type of internal energy cultivation technique)!"

Liu Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression changed completely at that moment.

"Do you really think I'm just a pretty face?"

Su Mei sneered repeatedly.

Before she finished speaking, her figure had already transformed into a purple lightning bolt, and her pale purple aura condensed into two intertwined purple whips, which lashed fiercely at Liu Ming!

Liu Ming dared not be careless. With a swing of his longsword, the cyan and white sword energy transformed into a roaring, angry dragon, meeting the purple whip head-on.

boom!

The two streams of energy collided violently in the air, sending up splashes of water several meters high.

"Prepare to die!"

With a clear shout, Su Mei clasped her hands together, and pale purple qi gathered wildly.

The illusory image of the mandala behind her suddenly enlarged, and countless purple petals flew everywhere, transforming into sharp flying knives that rained down on Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

After that brief exchange, he knew he was no match for Su Mei.

At this moment, he had no choice but to pour all his internal energy into the longsword.

The azure and white sword energy surged again to three zhang, transforming into a massive sword shield that blocked his path.

Clang!

Purple petals struck the sword and shield, producing a series of crisp, cracking sounds.

The sword and shield were soon covered with spiderweb-like cracks, which spread and intertwined rapidly, and it looked like they were about to break.

Liu Ming suddenly thrust out his sword, the sword energy like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, aiming straight for Su Mei's heart, hoping to use this opportunity to force Su Mei to retreat.

Su Mei merely shifted slightly to the side to avoid a fatal blow, allowing the sword tip to pierce her left shoulder, causing blood to spurt out.

The next instant, her right hand formed a claw with five fingers, and pale purple qi condensed into a sharp claw blade, which she fiercely grabbed at Liu Ming's dantian!

"Pfft—"

The claw blade instantly pierced through Liu Ming's protective qi, and five streams of purple qi surged wildly into his abdomen.

"Ah ...

Liu Ming let out a heart-wrenching scream as his azure-white qi dissipated instantly. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the rocks on the shore, spitting out blood.

"You're insane! You crazy woman!"

Liu Ming's face was ashen, and he rolled around on the ground screaming in pain.

He never imagined that Su Mei was not only ruthless to others, but also to herself.

She could have easily dodged that sword strike, but she took it anyway, risking injury to destroy his dantian!

"When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail! A young master like you is only good at scheming and plotting, how could you possibly understand these things?!" Su Mei pulled out the long sword from her shoulder, her face equally pale, but the pressure around her was even more intimidating, her eyes as cold as frost.

Blood continued to spill from Liu Ming's mouth, yet he laughed maniacally, "Su Mei, do you think you've won? The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind! You're nothing more than a large mantis!"

"Is that so?" Su Mei smiled noncommittally.

"Yes!"

A detached voice suddenly came from behind Su Mei.

The instant the sound rang out, a yellowish-brown blade of light suddenly flashed from the absolute blind spot behind her head!

Guan Qi, who had already escaped, suddenly appeared, wielding a long sword, and slashed at Su Mei.

The sound of the blade cutting through the air was even suppressed behind the blade itself.

Su Mei's pretty face showed no sign of panic.

Just as she was about to make a move, Liu Ming suddenly lunged forward and grabbed her calf!

In that split second, Su Mei heard a faint, sharp sound, and the cold blade energy almost touched the back of her neck.

Before the blade's aura even arrived, the sharp, piercing energy pressed down first. Su Mei's skin suddenly tightened, as if she were being pricked by countless fine needles, feeling both cold and painful, almost to the point of bleeding.

"Ha ha----"

Liu Ming then burst into maniacal laughter.

However, before his smile could spread, another unexpected event occurred.

Just as Liu Ming stared wide-eyed with a ferocious expression, wanting to see Su Mei get slashed by the blade, a figure as tall as an iron tower suddenly appeared behind Su Mei.

Zhao Meng!

Liu Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhao Meng, who should have died from poisoning, did not dodge or avoid, but instead lowered his waist and stood up straight, suddenly crossing his arms to protect his chest.

His bulging muscles tensed and bulged instantly, his bronze skin gleamed with a cold, hard metallic luster, and every inch of his muscles twisted into steel-like patterns, pushing his physical strength to its limit.

"clang--!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal resounded throughout.

Guan Qi's sword strike landed squarely on Zhao Meng's crossed forearms.

The earthen-yellow blade energy exploded with a deafening roar, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that instantly pulverized the surrounding rocks.

Guan Qi's all-out strike was actually blocked by Zhao Mengchun's physical body. Sparks flew everywhere, and the blade was even slightly bent by the impact.

"My husband—"

Upon seeing this suddenly appearing figure, Su Mei's previously pale face finally broke into a radiant smile.

husband?

Upon hearing this title, both Liu Ming and Guan Qi showed a look of shock.

This big, clumsy guy they used to look down on was actually Su Mei's husband?

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zhao Meng sneered, the simple and honest look on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by an overbearing arrogance that looked down on the world.

"How dare you ambush my wife! You'll get a punch from me too!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Meng stomped his foot hard.

"boom!"

The bluestone shattered with a sound, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground, continuously extending in all directions.

He stood motionless, his right fist suddenly clenched, his bronze muscles bulging, making his entire arm thicker, and he punched Guan Qimianmen.

This punch had no fancy moves, only the purest and most domineering physical power.

Before the fist even arrived, Guan Qi already felt a suffocating pressure coming towards him, as if an entire mountain was pressing down on him.

"Damn this body-strengthening technique!"

Guan Qi was filled with shock and anger.

With Zhao Meng's terrifying physical body at this moment, only a semi-spiritual weapon or a spiritual weapon could probably break through the opponent's defense!

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, channeling all the remaining internal energy into the blade. The black iron longsword hummed incessantly, its blade gleaming with a thick, earthy-yellow aura, held horizontally in front of him, desperately blocking the attack.

"Bang—!"

A dull, drum-like bang exploded out instantly.

Zhao Meng's punch landed squarely on the center of the blade!

Guan Qi's body jolted violently, feeling an overwhelming force surge into him through the blade, causing the bones in his arms to crack under the strain.

The bronze-colored fist smashed a clear fist imprint into the black iron blade! Then the blade gradually bent into an arc shape, before suddenly rebounding.

Guan Qi was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, his back slamming heavily against the rock wall with a dull thud.

"puff!"

Guan Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black iron longsword in his hand flew out and plunged deep into the rock beside him.

He clutched his chest and slumped to the ground, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

Both of them had reached the pinnacle of internal energy cultivation, yet the difference between them was so vast!

"Uncle Guan!"

Liu Ming couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He hadn't expected Su Mei to have a trump card, and he certainly hadn't expected that his own trump card would be so vulnerable in the face of Su Mei's trump card!

"So you and Liu Ming are together?" Su Mei kicked Liu Ming away and looked at Guan Qi with a sneer.

"I'm sorry, young master, there's nothing I can do to save you! Let's each save our own lives!"

Guan Qi ignored Su Mei, said something, and turned to flee for his life.

Before Liu Ming could respond, he slammed his hand on the ground, used the recoil to flip himself up, and turned to run wildly toward the dense forest.

"You bastard! My dad won't let you get away with this!"

Liu Ming roared angrily, so angry that he almost vomited blood again.

That bastard actually ignored him and ran away!

Now that his dantian has been destroyed, how could he possibly escape?

"Trying to run away?"

Zhao Meng spoke calmly, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable domineering air, "None of you will escape!"

"boom!"

Zhao Meng's bronze aura surged once more.

His figure seemed to grow even taller, every muscle gleaming with a cold, steel-like light. The air around him seemed to be distorted by the pressure of his physical body, forming a visible ripple.

He didn't use any light-footed skills; he simply took long strides and chased after him.

With each step he took, a deep footprint was left on the ground, and his body shot out like a cannonball, closing the distance with Guan Qi in just a few steps.

Guan Qi was terrified. He turned around abruptly and threw his last short knife straight at Zhao Meng's heart.

Zhao Meng neither dodged nor avoided the dagger, letting it pierce his chest.

With a crisp clang, the short sword snapped in two, its tip flying off without leaving even a white mark on Zhao Meng's chest.

In that brief moment of delay, Zhao Meng had already caught up with Guan Qi.

A fist was clenched and slammed into Guan Qi's back.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a muffled "plop" sound.

The fist pierced through Guan Qi's protective aura and sank deep into his chest. A burst of bronze-colored power erupted instantly, shattering all his internal organs and meridians.

Guan Qi's body stiffened abruptly, a large amount of blood gushed from his mouth, and he couldn't utter a single word. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

By the time he returned carrying Guan Qi's body, Su Mei had already ended Liu Ming's life, kicking him into the icy pool.

Seeing Zhao Meng carrying Guan Qi's corpse, Su Mei beamed and said, "Husband, the flesh and blood of five Qi Refining martial artists should be enough to lure the Cold Tide Spirit Fish King here, right?"

"Five? No, only four!"

Zhao Meng shook his head, looking at Chu Xuan lying on the ground with a half-smile, "Am I right, Brother Xu?"

"What?"

Su Mei's expression changed drastically. She looked abruptly at Chu Xuan, who lay motionless on the ground, her vigilance at its peak. "He's not dead either?!"

Chu Xuan reluctantly opened his eyes, no longer pretending, and sat up straight.

When he discovered that Zhao Meng was not dead, Zhao Meng most likely also noticed him.

However, the situation was unclear at the time, so neither of them said a word.

Now, of the original seven, only three remain; the other four are definitely dead. The situation is completely clear, so there's no need to pretend any longer.

"You two are truly skilled!"

Chu Xuan cupped his hands in greeting to the two of them.

Shi Wanshan, Guan Qi, Liu Ming, Cui Sheng!

These four people are either seasoned veterans who have roamed the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range for many years, or they are disciples of top sects such as the Xuan Yang Sect and the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion!

It can be said that they have neither lack of mental fortitude nor lack of ability.

In the end, however, they were manipulated by these two, and both met tragic and bitter ends.

Especially Shi Wanshan, who thought he was in control of everything, spent a lot of time poisoning people, but not a single one of them was poisoned. It was all an act!

On the contrary, Shi Wanshan himself was the first to be killed.

If Shi Wanshan could come back to life, he would probably be extremely depressed right now!

"Brother Xu has truly impressed me!" Zhao Meng said, squinting his eyes.

"It's just like walking on thin ice!"

19

Chu Xuan met Zhao Meng's gaze, and simply smiled faintly, "Brother Zhao, I wonder if I can still reach the other side?"


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