Cultivating for Immorality: I Evolved Martial Arts into the Immortal Path – Chapter 52

Chapter 52: Iron Stone Fist

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The night wind howled!

Wu Qian’s figure flashed, leaping across most of the courtyard straight towards Chu Liang.

Killing intent permeated the air, his aura was terrifying.

“Die!”

His gaze was cold, his movements sharp. His hand formed a claw, like a hawk’s talon, resembling a hunting eagle.

Under the moonlight, his figure was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

In a single breath, he arrived before Chu Liang.

Chu Liang neither dodged nor evaded. He lowered his body, took a step forward, and fiercely threw a straight punch!

The wind from the punch whistled, faintly accompanied by the roars of a dragon and the howls of a tiger.

Before the fist even arrived, a fierce and wild aura was already rushing towards him.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Wu Qian’s eyes, and he immediately changed his claw into a fist.

“Boom!”

The two fists collided, and their energies surged.

Chu Liang remained motionless.

But Wu Qian was sent flying backward, landing in the courtyard and staggering back more than ten steps.

He stopped himself, raised his head to look at Chu Liang, and the astonishment in his eyes grew even stronger.

“How is this possible?”

In that collision just now, he had actually suffered a hidden loss!

He had originally intended to use an eagle claw to directly strike at Chu Liang’s neck, but Chu Liang’s reaction was much faster than he had anticipated. Moreover, Chu Liang didn’t make any attempt to block, instead, he overbearingly threw a punch.

At that moment, he had a premonition that if he didn’t change his move, he would definitely be injured by that punch.

Therefore, he was the one who initiated the attack, but in the end, he was also the one who had to defend.

“Good, I underestimated you!”

Wu Qian took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a cold light.

His figure flashed, moving in several weird zigzags around the courtyard, elusive and unpredictable, once again pouncing towards Chu Liang.

In a mere moment, he appeared on Chu Liang’s right side, again forming his hand into a claw, his fingertips sharp, attacking Chu Liang from an extremely tricky angle.

This time, Chu Liang swayed slightly.

Swish——!

The five claws, resembling eagle talons, fiercely raked across his chest, easily tearing through the outer layer of cloth, leaving several ferocious marks.

Good!

Wu Qian felt a surge of joy, but this joy lasted for less than half a breath.

The next instant, his claws encountered the inner layer of dark silk soft armor.

With a few “ch” sounds, the sharp claws slid across the surface of the soft armor, unable to leave any trace.

And at this moment, Chu Liang’s fist had already reached Wu Qian’s chest.

“Boom!”

This punch carried astonishing momentum, violent and ferocious!

Wu Qian groaned, his face instantly turning pale. He felt a tightness in his chest, his breathing became labored, and for a moment, he was knocked breathless.

He hurriedly retreated, trying to create distance.

But Chu Liang relentlessly pursued, his second punch following closely, equally terrifying and overbearing as the first.

Boom!

The fist, like a heavy hammer, struck heavily on Wu Qian’s chest, causing his entire body to shake violently.

“Not good!”

Wu Qian realized things were bad. He was knocked off balance, his body involuntarily tilting backward.

He gritted his teeth and decided to roll with the momentum, falling to the ground.

“Pfft!”

Before falling, he fiercely spat out a concealed weapon.

He didn’t expect to kill Chu Liang, only hoping to buy himself some time to catch his breath.

Then, his entire body rolled like a log on the ground, disregarding the dust, rolling more than ten times before propping himself up with one hand, getting up in a sorry state.

And the concealed weapon he spat out had already been caught by Chu Liang.

It was a flying needle, flashing with a terrifying cold light under the moonlight.

“As expected…”

Wu Qian wasn’t surprised, knowing that this bit of concealed weaponry couldn’t harm Chu Liang.

His face was pale, and he swallowed, tasting blood in his throat, clearly having injured his lungs from Chu Liang’s two punches.

“Chu Liang, you country bumpkin, your fighting technique is average, but your strength is somewhat surprising,” Wu Qian stared intently at Chu Liang, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse.

Chu Liang smiled and replied, “I was born with extraordinary strength.”

“Is that so?”

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Wu Qian said coldly, “Before, we all guessed that you were only outstanding among those with one strand of Qi and Blood. Now it seems you must have already condensed a second strand of Qi and Blood, otherwise, you couldn’t have injured me.”

As he spoke, he secretly swallowed a pill to treat his internal injuries.

Chu Liang saw his small action but didn’t stop him.

This Wu Qian was also a master with two strands of Qi and Blood, and with his extensive experience in the county town, he was a pretty good opponent.

“Chu Liang, you have talent, but unfortunately, you’re short-sighted and complacent, trapping yourself in this small place. I suppose… you haven’t learned any martial skills, have you?”

Wu Qian twisted his neck, slowly clenching his ten fingers.

Crack! Crack!

His knuckles produced popping sounds, which sounded somewhat terrifying.

“I’ll show you just how unbearable your brute strength is!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body once again turned into an afterimage, rushing straight towards Chu Liang.

This time, he didn’t choose any tricky angles. His movements were wide and open, his fist raised high.

He was actually going to clash head-on with Chu Liang!

Chu Liang’s eyes lit up. He took a deep breath and also threw a punch.

“Boom!”

The two fists collided, their Qi and Blood surged, and the sound was like thunder.

Chu Liang’s body swayed, and he took a small step back. His right arm, which he had used to punch, was faintly aching.

He could feel that the opponent’s strength was much greater than in the previous collision.

Only martial skills could explain such a rapid increase in strength in such a short time.

On the other side, Wu Qian’s face showed astonishment. He was once again pushed back four or five steps, his entire arm numb with pain.

“How is this possible?”

He clenched his fist tightly, unable to believe it.

“I’ve painstakingly practiced 《Iron Stone Fist》 for many years,” he stared at Chu Liang in disbelief. “This martial skill is renowned for its power. In the past, whenever I used this skill, no one with two strands of Qi and Blood could withstand it. Everyone had to avoid its edge. You actually…”

Iron Stone Fist, this martial skill was very famous in the county town. It was exclusive to the Martial Alliance and required a large amount of merit points to exchange for it. When mastered, it could allow a martial artist to unleash unimaginable power.

Among unranked martial skills, it was considered a superior technique, above average. If placed in those small martial arts halls, it could be regarded as their signature technique.

“This is a martial skill, not bad,” Chu Liang said with a satisfied expression, giving praise.

Hearing this praise, Wu Qian was instantly enraged.

He could clearly see that Chu Liang was treating him as a training partner!

This was a great humiliation!

“Chu Liang, you’re courting death!”

Wu Qian shouted coldly and attacked again.

His movements were weird, like a ghost, quickly arriving at Chu Liang’s left side, throwing a punch straight at Chu Liang’s temple.

Chu Liang focused his mind, lowered his waist, turned his body, and used his fist to counter, deflecting Wu Qian’s punch.

“Humph!”

Wu Qian’s eyes were filled with killing intent. He shifted his weight, slid to Chu Liang’s back, and formed two fingers into a hook, striking directly at the back of Chu Liang’s head.

Chu Liang immediately turned around, easily blocking his attack with ease.

Parry and counter!

In just a few breaths, he had blocked more than ten of Wu Qian’s attacks.

Wu Qian moved continuously, like a swimming fish, shifting around Chu Liang. His fingers sometimes formed an eagle claw, sometimes clenched into a fist, and sometimes resembled a sharp blade, stabbing at Chu Liang’s eyes.

After more than ten breaths, he used a sweeping hand to grab at the throat, his five fingers breaking through the wind, aiming for Chu Liang’s neck.

Chu Liang blocked with his left arm, while his other hand rotated out, striking towards Wu Qian’s chest.

Wu Qian’s other hand struck towards Chu Liang’s ribs.

“Boom!”

Both of them took a punch and retreated, creating distance between them.

Chu Liang looked calm, only his breathing was a little faster than before.

But Wu Qian’s face was pale. He clutched his chest, taking several deep breaths. His entire aura was in disarray, and an unnatural flush appeared on his face.

“Chu Liang!”

His voice was hoarse as he stared intently at Chu Liang, shouting, “Don’t be arrogant! I’m not in good condition tonight. Consider yourself lucky!”

As he spoke, he began to retreat rapidly.

Wu Qian already understood that he couldn’t take down Chu Liang on his own. He had to ask his big brother, Wu Neng, to intervene.