Chapter 22

With one step, he almost forcefully pierced through the deck below. Zhuang Wudao, using the force, propelled himself forward like a crossbow bolt, dashing ahead.

His figure flashed, covering a distance of ten feet. His arms, resembling hammers, smashed toward Beiting Wan'er's shoulders from both sides.

Beiting Qin was slightly surprised. This strike by Zhuang Wudao should be the 'Hammer Dragon' from the Twelve Dragon Strikes, with some variations, but it was indeed impressive.

She then sneered, not taking it seriously. With Zhuang Wudao's cultivation, if he could last ten rounds against the young miss, he should be grateful. Surviving twenty rounds would be a miracle.

Beiting Wan'er indeed easily sidestepped, her body like a shadow. Her delicate hand flicked, fingers pointing like arrows, still aiming at Zhuang Wudao's forehead.

It seemed light and effortless, but the qi force from her fingertips emitted a sharp 'swoosh.'

The finger force extended half a丈 (zhang, about 3.3 meters), sharper than the finest steel sword by several times!

Zhuang Wudao changed his hammer to a grab, using the 'Capture Dragon' technique, directly aiming for Beiting Wan'er's side waist. Just as he ducked to avoid, the remaining force of the finger strike hit the wooden pillar behind him. Instantly, splinters flew, and the entire thick pillar was snapped by the powerful force!

At this moment, Beiting Wan'er had to dodge again to avoid being caught by Zhuang Wudao's waist.

Retreating four zhang, they widened the distance. Then, finger shadows flew, bursting out like a sudden blooming flower.

"Armor-Piercing Sharpness, Fleeting Beauty!"

The fierce finger force, like sword qi or long spears, covered the sky, enveloping everything.

Beiting Qin, watching from a distance, laughed lightly and shook her head. It was over! She couldn't think of any martial cultivator of the same level as Beiting Wan'er who could escape unscathed from this 'Fleeting Beauty'!

However, the fact that Zhuang Wudao could make Beiting Wan'er take him seriously, even to the point of going all out, showed that he indeed had some skill.

Even Ma Yuan and Lin Han, at this moment, couldn't help but grip their swords, their faces pale.

It was truly the Armor-Piercing Sharpness Finger! The ultimate martial art that no one in the entire Eastern Wu could master!

They were ready to draw their swords and fight to the death if Zhuang Wudao couldn't withstand it!

Even in the Beiting family, even in front of Beiting Cangjue, they would never let themselves be captured and killed. Why not fight for their lives?

Zhuang Wudao, however, increased his speed, actively entering the midst of the flying finger shadows.

Just before 'Fleeting Beauty' was completed, he used the 'Shake Dragon' technique, fiercely striking the center of the blooming flower, the focal point of the finger shadows.

The dragon's roar triggered a gale. With a 'boom,' the wooden deck beneath them shattered.

Zhuang Wudao's left hand was unexpectedly unharmed, leaving only a shallow white mark. The point where the finger force was most intense and the origin of the countless finger shadows was precisely the weakest point of 'Fleeting Beauty.' Beiting Wan'er's figure was also forced back a zhang, her body swaying, almost losing balance.

Beiting Qin's eyes finally showed a hint of genuine surprise, her expression becoming more serious.

Zhuang Wudao's punch clearly exposed the weakness of 'Fleeting Beauty.' He anticipated and struck first, forcing the young miss into a difficult situation with just a few exchanges. The Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Fist in his hands truly had the aura of 'subduing dragons and taming tigers'!

However, this seemed to be just the beginning. After sending Beiting Wan'er flying with one punch, Zhuang Wudao's steps followed closely. He easily leaped over the deep pit below, reaching Beiting Qin's side again. Another punch shadow fiercely struck her left shoulder!

Beiting Wan'er, however, was not alarmed but delighted, laughing like a silver bell: "Excellent, just this feeling! Since my senior sister left the Eastern Sea, I haven't encountered it for a long time. Brother Zhuang, you've truly surprised me! You can be my opponent, Beiting Wan'er—"

A white finger force, like a startled swan, cut through the sky from an unimaginable angle as Beiting Wan'er dodged.

Zhuang Wudao, as if expecting it, dodged, making the finger force miss again, but it sliced off the entire cabin roof!

Rabbit-like quick, a series of strikes. The entire ferry, under the shock of their qi forces, was already in ruins in a moment.

Beiting Qin frowned. It was already ten rounds, but Beiting Wan'er was still being forced to dodge by Zhuang Wudao's fist momentum, with no sign of victory.

She was already filled with doubt. The Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Fist was just an ordinary first-class martial art. How could it have such power?

No, it must be the person! How could such a figure emerge from the long-declined Lichen Academy in Yuecheng?

She focused her gaze on Zhuang Wudao. Suddenly, a surprised exclamation came from nearby.

"Truly interesting! If it weren't for the young miss, I wouldn't have known that there was such a person among the younger generation in Yuecheng!"

Beiting Qin was startled and looked in the direction of the voice. A figure had silently appeared outside the ship, standing on a rotating spirit tool, floating in the air.

About thirty years old, with a full moon-like face, slightly plump, dressed in brocade, he looked like a well-fed merchant. He watched the intense battle on the ship with great interest, his eyes flashing with an indescribable light.

Beiting Qin hurriedly bowed: "Beiting Qin greets Master Cangjue!"

She couldn't help but glance at the dock. With Beiting Cangjue here, what about the city lord—

"Don't worry. The city lord is protected by your two senior brothers. He will be safe. Now that I'm back, who in Yuecheng would dare to make a move?"

Beiting Cangjue smiled, his eyes gleaming: "I originally wanted to see what my Beiting family's young miss was up to here, but I didn't expect to witness such an exciting battle. This return to Yuecheng is worth it."

Beiting Qin was stunned, but she was somewhat skeptical. She admitted that this battle was indeed unexpected, and Zhuang Wudao's Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Fist was far beyond the ordinary.

But to say that it could impress Beiting Cangjue was an exaggeration.

This second strongest person in Yuecheng was just a step away from the Foundation Establishment stage, a Qi Cultivator.

And there were only nine Foundation Establishment cultivators in the entire Eastern Wu! They were revered, second only to the Golden Core cultivator of the Eastern Wu royal family, who rarely appeared in public!

At his level, how could a battle between two Bone Marrow Realm martial artists be worth watching?

"You probably think I'm exaggerating and don't believe it. That's just because your realm isn't high enough, Beiting Qin."

Beiting Cangjue sneered: "The young miss's Armor-Piercing Sharpness Finger has indeed reached the initial stage, worthy of her master's teachings. But this Zhuang Wudao's Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Fist is also like a thousand hammer blows! Even someone who has practiced this fist for a hundred years might not match him! Both have reached the pinnacle of the Bone Marrow Realm. There are not a hundred such people in the entire Eastern Wu. How can this battle not be surprising?"

Beiting Qin was speechless, continuing to watch. She saw that Zhuang Wudao's hands had formed a visible qi force, resembling a divine dragon or a giant python.

Following his fist momentum, it moved like a giant club or a shield, protecting all his vital points.

Beiting Qin couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. It was said that the 'Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Fist' was created by someone who referenced the supreme martial art 'Dragon Capture Hand' and combined it with the 'Tiger Form Fist.' It seemed to be true.

Was this what the fist looked like in the hands of someone who truly understood its essence?

Beiting Cangjue then chuckled again: "Have you noticed? Since the start of the battle, Wan'er hasn't had a chance to use her legs—"

Beiting Qin was startled. Indeed, Zhuang Wudao had been pressuring her, and using leg techniques when her stance was unstable would be suicidal!

Another explosion sounded inside the ship, with splinters flying. The wooden deck of the first cabin was completely destroyed.

Both figures fell to the second level. Beiting Qin, in mid-air, suddenly spun and struck down with a finger.

"Armor-Piercing Sharpness, Spiral Finger!"

Seemingly unstoppable, Zhuang Wudao's body twisted strangely in mid-air. The 'Fold Dragon' strike turned defensive into offensive, aiming directly at Beiting Qin's chest.

She had no choice but to land. But the spiral finger force penetrated the two lower cabins, reaching the bottom of the ship!

At this moment, although Zhuang Wudao's body was controlled by the sword spirit, he watched the scene with wide eyes, still feeling a lingering fear and tingling scalp.

Beiting Wan'er's finger force was truly too fierce. Even a slight touch could be fatal. Anyone else would probably choose to avoid it. But Yun'er was not only fearless but also went against the norm!

Like a shadow, she engaged in close combat three feet away from Beiting Wan'er, each punch sounding like a dragon's roar, maximizing the close-range combat techniques of the Dragon Subduing Fist!

He said he was limited by the Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Fist, but Yun'er understood his intentions. She didn't use the Bull Demon Body or the increased strength from the past few days.

Using only thirty percent of his strength, his momentum was fierce and overwhelming, even surpassing Beiting Wan'er.

No, not surpassing, but completely overwhelming! Beiting Wan'er could only passively dodge and defend, with no chance to counterattack!

There was also a strange feeling. The heat from the sword was becoming increasingly intense, and the sword was trembling, as if it could fly out of the scabbard at any moment, excited and cheering—

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. The sword spirit of the Qingyun Sword was delighted by this intense battle with Beiting Wan'er!

At that moment, Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt a significant change in the qi between them.

He no longer felt the pressure from Beiting Wan'er's sharp finger force!