Chapter 57

Qin Lang, though his heart was filled with unnameable anger, did not dare to risk the danger of becoming a eunuch by resisting An Desheng's move. Reluctantly, he exerted force with his feet and leaped backward.

An Desheng sneered. Chinese martial arts emphasize that power comes from the ground, so martial artists would not easily leave the ground unless absolutely necessary, as being in the air leaves one without a point of leverage, likely placing them at a disadvantage and leading to their swift defeat.

Therefore, An Desheng used a vicious move called "Spirit Snake Seeking Acupoints" to force Qin Lang to leap backward. He couldn't help but feel secretly pleased, thinking that Qin Lang was, after all, just a young and inexperienced boy. Once his stance was disrupted, it seemed certain that he would die today! So, An Desheng pursued him with the speed of a meteor, and his hands, shaped like snake tongues, struck Qin Lang's chest and abdomen in a flash.

In Qin Lang's eyes, An Desheng's hands were like two vicious snakes at that moment!

If it were someone with weak willpower, they would likely be terrified by An Desheng's ruthless boxing technique!

But Qin Lang's retreat, though seemingly rash, was actually well thought out. Two meters behind him was a large pine tree. Qin Lang leaped backward and landed right under the tree. One foot was on the trunk of the pine tree, and the other was on the ground, forming a Dragon Subduing Stance. His body leaned forward, and he engaged An Desheng's snake tongue palms several times, managing to block all of An Desheng's bizarre snake palms!

An Desheng's fierce attack was ineffective, so he had to step back and stabilize the situation.

Qin Lang's ability to maintain his stance while leaning sideways greatly surprised An Desheng. He coldly snorted, "Your stance is quite stable! Unfortunately, your skills are lacking!"

In fact, An Desheng envied Qin Lang's stance immensely. True martial artists know the principle that "power comes from the ground" and "power comes from the stance." Once the stance is broken, a martial artist's skills are greatly diminished. This was why An Desheng was secretly pleased earlier when he thought he had broken Qin Lang's stance. However, he didn't realize that Qin Lang's Dragon Subduing Stance was extremely profound. It not only rooted in the ground but could also take root wherever there was a point of leverage. Qin Lang had practiced this stance not only on the ground but in various other places as well.

"Whether my skills are lacking or not, you'll soon find out!" Qin Lang said proudly. "My Praying Mantis Fist is the nemesis of your Snake Fist!"

"Rubbish!" An Desheng sneered. "Wait until your boxing skills are both form and intent before you come to me and boast. Unfortunately, you won't have the chance!"

An Desheng launched another fierce attack, his boxing techniques becoming even more cunning and vicious, making it difficult to defend against. At this moment, An Desheng's moves were continuous, and he seemed to have transformed into a venomous snake, each move lethal and hard to resist.

But in Qin Lang's mind, the scene of a "Praying Mantis Fighting a Snake" reappeared. In his eyes, An Desheng was like a proud and arrogant giant snake, while he was a small but fiercely determined praying mantis nailed to the tree trunk, blocking the snake's path!

In an instant, Qin Lang seemed to grasp the essence of the "intent" realm. Form and intent are inseparable. Qin Lang's moves were not taught by others but were inspired by the blood mantis. At this moment, he viewed his opponent as a fierce giant snake and himself as a powerful praying mantis. A wave of enlightenment surged in his heart, and he understood the essence of the Praying Mantis Fist—

Fast! Accurate! Fierce!

This was the essence of the blood mantis's "Mantis Blade"!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Lang felt himself become a praying mantis, engaging An Desheng in a fierce exchange. Qin Lang attacked fiercely, not thinking about defense, fully unleashing the "Mantis Palm Blade."

Puff! Puff! Puff!

After several exchanges, Qin Lang was struck in his right arm, left abdomen, and calf, with blood staining his clothes!

An Desheng's Snake Fist was not a decorative boxing technique. Being hit by his snake palm or snake fingers was even more painful than being bitten by a venomous snake! An Desheng, like Qin Lang, had gone through the process of horse stance and piling, so his entire body could concentrate its strength into one point, whether it was a fist, hand blade, or finger, the power of the attack was not much different!

However, over the years, An Desheng had indulged in alcohol and women, and his skills were not as diligent as they were in his youth. Additionally, his horse stance was not as refined as Qin Lang's Dragon Subduing Stance, so he could not escape unscathed. Qin Lang, despite being injured, used the Mantis Blade to slash An Desheng's left arm. If An Desheng's Snake Fist were not both soft and hard, this blow would have broken his hand bones. Even so, Qin Lang's blow caused An Desheng's left arm to bleed and tear. Although An Desheng was only injured in one place, it was more severe than Qin Lang's injuries.

But at this moment, An Desheng's expression was not heavy but sinister. He laughed, "Boy, you're ruthless! You risked your own injury to almost cripple my left hand, but unfortunately, you don't know the true power of my Snake Fist!"

"What do you mean?" Qin Lang sneered. "Is your Snake Fist really like a venomous snake, one bite and it's fatal—"

"Exactly!" An Desheng grinned. "Since it's a Snake Fist, it must be as venomous as a snake! What does a venomous snake rely on to win? Of course, it's the snake venom. See my fingernails? Do you know why they are so long? Do you know why they are black? Hehe, boy, do you feel a tingling sensation in your wounds? It doesn't seem to hurt much? That's because you're already poisoned, hahaha~"

Qin Lang indeed felt a tingling sensation in his wounds and suddenly felt weak. He angrily said, "You despicable old man! If I die, these snakes won't spare you either!"

"Boy, you're definitely going to die, but not right now!"

An Desheng said coldly, "Old ginger is always spicier, an eternal truth. Why don't you understand? I have coated my ten fingernails with several types of snake venom, specially prepared for you! However, I have another poison prepared for your teacher. You were investigating Chunmei Bay, right? Do you know how I made those young girls fall into depravity?"

"It's because they took a medicine called 'Spring Seedling Joyful Rain.' Anyone who takes this will be consumed by desire, unable to control themselves. Any man who applies a bit of musk on their body will drive them wild, just like spring seedlings yearning for rain! Hey, even more exciting is that they can retain clear consciousness and memory, but they can't control their desires! Hehe..." An Desheng seemed to be so pleased that he forgot himself.

"So, you have fifteen minutes to make a choice. If you let us leave safely, I can guarantee that this woman won't die and won't be killed by Brother Lu! Otherwise, Brother Lu won't mind doing it right in front of you—"

"You beasts!" Tao Ruoxiang shouted angrily. "Qin Lang, don't worry about me, let the snakes kill them! Eat these bastards until there's nothing left! Don't compromise, they won't let me go!"

"Boy, make your choice!" An Desheng continued to apply psychological pressure on Qin Lang. "You have half an hour before you die, but she has less than fifteen minutes before the poison takes effect. Do you want to watch fifteen minutes of free porn?"