Ch 147: Satisfied!

It was clearly a contest of fists and palms.

Yet the moves were of divine dragon energy, and a whirlwind-like gale.

The two collided.

The divine dragon shattered, spreading in all eight directions.

The gale force wind dispersed, sweeping up, down, left, and right.

Following closely, two figures leaped over the intense gale force wind, and fiercely collided.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!

The two figures engaged in close-quarters combat, both employing extremely fierce martial arts. Each clash sounded like a thunderclap.

The Tomb King’s fist technique was indeed extraordinary in origin.

A century ago, a gifted prodigy emerged from the Southern Territory, whose iron fists shook the eight directions.

This person’s fist technique was not initially so refined. He was from the common folk, his fist technique was mediocre. In his first few years in the martial world, he fought and lost.

But he was exceptionally good at learning from his mistakes, repeatedly reviewing his failures, absorbing the lessons, and refining his fist technique.

After several years of losing, his fist technique began to improve rapidly.

Thereafter, he became increasingly brave and victorious.

At that time, although Nanling also had the saying of “Two Gangs, Three Halls, Five Sects, One Villa,” many of them had changed by now.

But anyone with a reputation, he went to them, issuing a challenge to fight.

Thus, he fought his way from Nanling across Celestial Pass Ridge to North of the Celestial Pass.

His fist technique had reached its peak.

This person’s punches were like the wind, the wind carrying the momentum, once launched, the ten directions were like a violent wind and shadow.

It was not only difficult to predict, but the enemy could not withstand the wind’s momentum within his fist technique; they would even be blown away by his fist wind, unable to approach him in the slightest.

Therefore, he named his fist technique 【Ten Directions Gale Force Fist】!

This fist technique incorporates the strengths of various schools, its foundation lies in the coordination of hands and feet.

Because it’s necessary to face all ten directions, the body technique cannot be ordinary; it prioritizes body technique, followed by fist momentum.

The fist technique has few moves, only ten in total.

Each move utilizes internal energy to drive the wind, the wind strengthening the momentum of the fist.

This internal and external harmony, simple yet profound, fierce and forceful, is infinitely powerful.

In the past, it was known as the “Nanling Divine Fist”!

But after this person’s competition in North of the Celestial Pass, he disappeared without a trace.

Some say that he went to Five Emperors City in the Central Plains to challenge the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and ultimately perished.

But others say he was tired of martial world strife, of fighting and killing, and thus retreated to the mountains and forests, indifferent to worldly affairs.

There are many such stories, but whether they are true or false remains unclear.

Now the Tomb King is using this 【Ten Directions Gale Force Fist】.

He moved with fierce momentum and ever-changing movements. Chu Qing responded to every one of his moves.

The two attacked each other, sometimes raising a whirlwind, sometimes scattering frost on the ground, sometimes a dragon’s roar, sometimes a terrifying howl.

From in front of Heavenly Mechanism Tower, they fought their way along, rising on the wind. Chu Qing was like a wisp of smoke, while the Tomb King was like riding the wind and waves. They exchanged blows in mid-air for several rounds. The Tomb King inadvertently revealed a flaw, and was struck in the chest and abdomen by Chu Qing’s “Flying Dragon in the Sky,” sending him flying with a single palm strike.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the Tomb King smashed through the thick stone wall and crashed into Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

Chu Qing, using the Golden Goose Skill, shifted his body. His feet seemed to tread on thin air, like a wisp of smoke, he broke into Heavenly Mechanism Tower. A violent roar resounded again, and a fierce gale swept out from the doors and windows of Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

Those who were fighting Heavenly Evil Cult disciples were all shocked.

Before they could react, another muffled sound was heard, and the Tomb King flew out of Heavenly Mechanism Tower like a cannonball, landing directly into the crowd.

His feet landed with a bang, sinking into the ground more than half a foot. He plowed backward, the ground was dug a deep furrow, sliding for three or five meters before regaining his balance.

Everyone saw him and found that he had another fist strike on his chest and abdomen, and it was freezing.

The Tomb King laughed heartily, and with a shake of his body, the ice on his chest immediately fell off.

Immediately afterward, he reached out with both hands, grabbing two people beside him.

He spun with them, throwing them like boulders toward Chu Qing, who was charging.

Chu Qing clearly saw that one was a Heavenly Evil Cult disciple, and the other was a martial arts expert who had come with Wen Fusheng.

Immediately, his internal energy shifted, and he flicked his sleeve. With a cry of surprise from the martial arts expert, his body spun like a giant top, rolling upwards.

The Heavenly Evil Cult disciple was initially panicked. After regaining his senses, he had already attacked Chu Qing with a palm strike.

Chu Qing’s body was filled with cold qi. He suddenly punched out.

Before the palm strike could land, a fist shadow struck the Heavenly Evil Cult disciple in the chest. Ice spread throughout his body, turning him into an ice sculpture.

At that moment, Chu Qing had reached him. With a raised hand, he turned him around, and then pressed a palm under the man’s feet.

The ice sculpture immediately flew toward the Tomb King.

But before he could get close, a gust of wind swept by, and the Heavenly Evil Cult disciple was torn to shreds.

Chu Qing pressed forward, striking out with a fist, the cold qi covering the eight directions.

The Tomb King simultaneously struck out with a punch. A dull thud was heard, the gale force wind accompanied by cold wind, those nearby were suffering immensely.

It was as if they were instantly transported to the bitterly cold far north, the sky and earth freezing, the wind piercing to the bone!

But this was only the beginning. Chu Qing’s punches were like rain; in an instant, the sky was full of fist shadows.

The Tomb King was not to be outdone, rising to counterattack.

The two exchanged blows, overlapping and striking repeatedly. The surrounding terrain changed at a visible speed. The loud booms were accompanied by intense gale force wind, cold qi, and rolling dust, which spread in all directions in an instant.

The momentum was truly enormous!

The place where the Tomb King had previously landed was in the middle of the crowd. The two sides had been fighting intensely, with casualties on both sides.

The arrival of these two people shattered the lively scene.

Those who could not dodge were almost instantly covered by the aftershocks of the two people’s fight. Some were torn to shreds by the fist wind, others were frozen by the cold qi, instantly covering their bodies.

“Retreat!!!”

No one knew who shouted this, but at this moment, whether it was the Heavenly Evil Cult or the many martial arts experts, they stopped fighting and retreated.

Only Chang Wei and Shao Ziheng, their eyes clouded, ignored the current situation. They had been affected by King Yama’s Order, and were controlled by the Tomb King. But now the Tomb King was completely focused on fighting Chu Qing and couldn’t control these two, so they didn’t know how to avoid danger, and still wanted to fight.

Shao Ziheng was faster, charging toward Sun Xiaoxiang. Chang Wei was slower, and was frozen by Chu Qing’s frost qi, which spread along his feet, freezing him in place in an instant, unable to move.

The scene was like a natural disaster.

Those present were all buzzing in their heads.

After this commotion, Wen Fusheng also freed his hands, and with a turn of his Derivation Heaven Star Controlling Skill, he charged towards Shao Ziheng.

His sword shadows, falling within the range of the Derivation Heaven Star Controlling Skill, suddenly slowed down, like an old ox. Wen Fusheng poked him in the forehead with a finger. With a bang, Shao Ziheng was thrown away and died on the spot.

Sun Xiaoxiang’s gaze fell on the place where the intense fighting was taking place, her expression changing several times:

“Mind your own business?”

This was said to Wen Fusheng.

Wen Fusheng’s face darkened:

“Is this how the Ghost Emperor’s disciples speak and act?”

“Humph.”

Sun Xiaoxiang sneered, turned around, and suddenly charged toward Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

But before she could get close, there was a whoosh, and coffins were thrown out, rolling down, with corpses falling out of them. Each corpse was wearing a gray robe and a mask with the character ‘Tomb’—the Tomb King!

Sun Xiaoxiang’s eyelids twitched slightly, and she saw an old monk, with a kind and amiable expression, walking out of the building.

They looked at each other. Sun Xiaoxiang sneered:

“You need to give me an explanation.”

“If the Ghost Emperor asks, I’ll explain. Ask me?”

Not a Monk patted his belly and laughed heartily:

“Can I explain it to you? If you’re capable, ask Shang Qiu Yu!”

“Damn it!”

Sun Xiaoxiang was instantly furious. Before she could act, a figure flashed before her eyes. She turned her head sharply, and Not a Monk, who had been in Heavenly Mechanism Tower, had already reached Wen Fusheng’s side.

After a moment of thought, Sun Xiaoxiang took a deep breath and walked towards Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

At this moment, the two who were constantly clashing had already exchanged hundreds of punches.

The momentum showed no signs of weakening.

Wen Fusheng’s gaze was serious. His only worry was that he didn’t know how deep Chu Qing’s internal energy was. With such an intense exchange, his internal energy consumption must be enormous.

How much longer could he hold on?

He wanted to risk charging in and joining forces with Chu Qing, but he was also worried that if he left, the Heavenly Evil Cult disciples would rush into the formation and kill people.

He didn’t care about the others, but Wenrou, Bian Cheng, and Mo Duxing were all in the formation.

He couldn’t afford any mistakes, especially Wenrou.

While he was anxious, a sound completely different from the previous intense sounds came.

It was a dragon’s roar!!

The dragon’s roar howled, and a white dragon-shaped Qi, wrapped in heavy frost, pushed the Tomb King back, forcefully striking him out from the dust-covered place.

He braced his fists against the dragon-shaped Qi. His clothes were torn in several places, revealing his grayish-white skin.

Propelled by this enormous force, he involuntarily retreated repeatedly.

He crossed the open space in front of Heavenly Mechanism Tower and crashed into a building within Celestial Mechanism Valley.

The building couldn’t stop his momentum; walls crumbled, houses collapsed. The dragon-shaped Qi howled, leaving destruction in its wake.

Stone houses, the Celestial Mechanism Valley, the formations created by the Celestial Mechanism Recluse with countless efforts, were torn open by this single blow.

It’s worth mentioning that those who had earlier rushed into the formation, trying to get ahead of others, some were trapped in the formation and couldn’t get out.

Some were injured by the mechanisms and were trying to save themselves in the formation.

As a result, the dragon-shaped Qi, with unstoppable force, crashed into the formation with the Tomb King, giving them a way out.

But before they could charge forward, they were injured by the frost qi left along the way.

This frost qi couldn’t bind them all in place, turning them into ice sculptures.

However, the cold qi infused with Chu Qing’s palm force not only sent them flying, but also penetrated their bodies, causing them excruciating pain.

Finally, the Tomb King stopped.

He was still in a stance with his fists raised. The upper half of his clothes had been completely shattered.

There was a huge crack on his mask.

But he was still unharmed.

His breathing was a little rapid, and he looked up at Chu Qing in the distance.

Chu Qing was still dressed in green robes, his clothes were undamaged, and even his hair didn’t seem to be out of place.

He walked forward, strolling leisurely.

The Tomb King grinned:

“What powerful palm technique, unfortunately… you still haven’t broken through my Protective Divine Skill!”

“Has Your Highness figured out my capabilities?”

Chu Qing’s voice was transmitted through internal energy, causing the Tomb King’s pupils to contract sharply.

His voice was still full of energy. They had exchanged hundreds of punches in one go. Even if the Tomb King initially believed that the internal energy of this Tomb King body was definitely superior to Chu Qing’s,

But at this moment… he couldn’t help but waver.

Why did Chu Qing seem to have shown no consumption at all?

Having fought to this point, the Tomb King was initially certain that Chu Qing had used all his strength… but now he was no longer certain.

If it weren’t for profound internal energy, as deep as an ocean, how could he be so calm and composed?

He wanted to speak again, but Chu Qing didn’t give him the chance.

His body was like smoke and willow fluff, his fists like thunder carrying frost.

The Tomb King suddenly channeled a surge of internal energy, and leaped up.

The two figures immediately engaged in combat again.

But this time the fight was no longer a stand-still exchange of blows. The Tomb King couldn’t stand still and could only evade.

The two figures leaped back and forth, each move possessing tremendous power. Punches landed on the houses, shattering them, and on the ground, causing it to collapse.

Rising from the ground and leaping into the air, Chu Qing stepped on his feet, his palms striking repeatedly.

The dragon’s roar mingled with the sounds of booms, explosions reverberating wherever they passed.

Those who had seen Chu Qing and the Tomb King fight off into the distance, were about to continue their fight to the death, but the two fought their way back. Those who had just gathered together scattered back, honestly standing and watching.

Chu Qing pressed the Tomb King against the wall of Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

The Tomb King used the wall for leverage, and the two figures exchanged blows as they went upwards.

The gale force wind either swept through the air or smashed large holes in Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

As they climbed higher and higher, Chu Qing suddenly changed his momentum. His palm struck out like a blade, aiming for the Tomb King’s throat.

The Tomb King instinctively lowered his head, trying to trap Chu Qing’s palm blade with his chin, but Chu Qing slanted his palm, pressed forward, bent his elbow, and smashed down on the Tomb King’s head.

With a crack, this blow forced the Tomb King’s head down, and Chu Qing used the force to leap away.

When the Tomb King raised his head, he saw Chu Qing falling from the air, drawing a circle with one hand and striking with the other.

The Tomb King roared, trying to counter with the Ten Directions Gale Force Fist, but since they had begun fighting, his internal energy had been greatly consumed… but this consumption only affected the Tomb King.

Chu Qing’s Mingyu True Scripture was durable, going from the outside in. His opponent’s internal energy decreased with each strike, while his increased.

The Tomb King was right, initially, his internal energy was indeed superior to Chu Qing’s.

But now, the situation had changed, one was nearly depleted, while the other was full!

With such a move, how could the Tomb King resist?

His arms were instantly knocked away by Chu Qing’s palm, followed by palm after palm!

Exalted Dragon Has Regrets, Flying Dragon in the Sky, Astonish Hundreds of Miles…

The dragon’s roar rose, one palm strike after another, landing without reservation on the Tomb King’s chest and abdomen.

Even if his Protective Divine Skill was strong, it required internal energy to support it.

Now that his internal energy was far inferior to Chu Qing’s, after only three palms, his Protective Divine Skill completely shattered.

But Chu Qing didn’t stop… he repeatedly used almost all of his palm techniques, excluding the defensive ones!

He repeatedly struck the Tomb King from a height of more than twenty meters, until he crashed to the ground!

Finally, with his hands on the Tomb King’s chest and abdomen, he continued to strike with his palm force. Dragon-shaped Qi flew out from behind the Tomb King.

The two figures fell to the ground like shooting stars, with a tremendous roar!

The immense force instantly swept across the eight directions, causing everyone except Wen Fusheng, Not a Monk, and Sun Xiaoxiang to stumble backward. Those with weaker martial arts were even thrown to the ground, rolling over and over.

The Heavenly Mechanism Tower, which had stood for hundreds of years, was now swaying…

Only when the dust settled did everyone see.

A large pit, three feet deep, had appeared in front of Heavenly Mechanism Tower.

The Tomb King was lying in the pit, almost flattened.

Chu Qing leaped into the air, landing on the edge of the pit. He moved his limbs slightly, stretching his arms:

“That’s refreshing. Who’s next?”