Chapter 72

Although Chen Dasheng had never lost a fight before, this time was different. He was facing a renowned expert from Rongcheng, a high-ranking master hired by the Cao family with a hefty sum. Could Chen Dasheng win this time? Liu Xiaomin didn't understand these things; she was simply worried.

"Jiugong Mountain, Huang Jinshi, please enlighten me!"

Huang Jinshi formally clasped his hands towards Chen Dasheng, then assumed a horse stance, his single hand moving in a blur, and his body emitting a series of crackling sounds.

The pet dog Xiao Bai, hiding by Liu Xiaomin's feet, let out a whimper at the sight and quickly ran away with its tail between its legs.

"Chen Dasheng!"

Chen Dasheng simply reported his name, standing straight and waiting for Huang Jinshi to make the first move.

Was this a sign of contempt?

Seeing that Chen Dasheng hadn't even assumed a fighting stance, Huang Jinshi frowned deeply, assuming that Chen Dasheng was looking down on him. The hidden flame in his heart was instantly ignited. As a descendant of Jiugong Mountain, he couldn't tolerate being underestimated.

"Ha!"

Huang Jinshi stomped his foot, his body suddenly leaping up. The stone slabs beneath his feet shattered into pieces with a loud crack, and the momentum of his roar startled everyone present.

His body burst forth with powerful strength, like a human cannonball, and Huang Jinshi launched a fierce punch towards Chen Dasheng's head.

The onlookers were shocked, covering their mouths. Liu Xiaomin was even more frightened, never expecting Master Huang to be so formidable. She could almost imagine that if that punch had landed on her head, it would have instantly shattered.

Could he handle it? The punch was almost on his forehead, but Chen Dasheng hadn't made any move yet. Was he scared stiff? Liu Xiaomin's heart leaped with worry.

The speed of Huang Jinshi's move surprised Chen Dasheng, but he didn't panic. When Huang Jinshi's fist, the size of a sandbag, was about to hit his face, Chen Dasheng swiftly extended his hand to grab Huang Jinshi's wrist.

A gust of wind came, and Huang Jinshi was taken aback. Clearly, he had extensive combat experience. He performed a mid-air somersault, retracting his right fist and kicking towards Chen Dasheng's head.

The fact that Chen Dasheng could dodge his grab surprised Huang Jinshi. Before he could pause, Chen Dasheng raised his hand to block Huang Jinshi's right foot.

"Bang!"

A loud noise.

Huang Jinshi's right foot kicked directly into Chen Dasheng's arm, the force so strong that it made Chen Dasheng take two steps back, his arm tingling.

Huang Jinshi was also thrown back by the rebound, landing on his feet and staggering several steps before stopping by the side of the yard.

"Expert!" The word flashed in Huang Jinshi's mind. His eyes were fixed on Chen Dasheng, filled with caution.

Although Huang Jinshi's strength wasn't very high and he hadn't reached the level of a martial artist, he had a nickname in the martial world: "Golden Right Foot." His right foot was naturally powerful, and it was because of this foot that he was taken as the eldest disciple by Jiugong Mountain's master.

The power of his right foot was always a source of pride for Huang Jinshi. He was confident that if he used all his strength, it wouldn't be inferior to that of an average martial artist. Although he hadn't used his full strength just now, the fact that Chen Dasheng could so easily block it was enough to prove Chen Dasheng's extraordinary abilities.

That kick felt like it hit a steel plate, and Huang Jinshi's right foot was trembling, almost numb.

At the same time, Chen Dasheng's eyes also showed a hint of caution. This Huang Jinshi was not simple, and he was one of the strongest experts Chen Dasheng had seen, aside from his sister. Moreover, it seemed that Huang Jinshi hadn't used his full strength yet.

"Ha!"

Huang Jinshi roared, stomping his foot hard on the ground. With a loud noise, he leaped nearly three meters into the air, spinning like a top in mid-air, and then kicked fiercely towards Chen Dasheng again.

The momentum was terrifying. Even before the move reached him, it had already taken the wind out of Chen Dasheng's sails. The leg wind blew Chen Dasheng's hair backward, and this kick was delivered with full force. Even a block of gold would have been reduced to a pile of debris.

Chen Dasheng frowned, not intending to dodge. He immediately assumed a horse stance, gathered strength in his right fist, and punched out fiercely.

"Bang!"

A loud noise, like a firecracker in winter. Chen Dasheng's fist hit the sole of Huang Jinshi's right foot.

Brute force against brute force! As a descendant of the ancient giant spirit clan, Chen Dasheng believed he wouldn't be outmatched in strength.

Chen Dasheng's body shook, and he took a step back under the immense rebound force. He then used the Tai Chi technique to redirect the force into the ground, causing the two stone slabs under his feet to crack and shatter.

On the other hand, Huang Jinshi was directly thrown back by Chen Dasheng's punch, hitting the courtyard wall with a loud thud. The wall, made of blue bricks, was sturdy and didn't collapse, but Huang Jinshi rolled to the ground after the impact.

"Master Huang, are you alright?"

Cao Jinsong was startled and quickly ran over to help Huang Jinshi up.

Huang Jinshi instantly did a backflip, crouching on the ground and waving his hand at Cao Jinsong, signaling him not to come over.

"Phew!"

Just as Cao Jinsong thought Huang Jinshi was still tough, Huang Jinshi's face changed, and he couldn't hold back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He was bleeding!

Everyone present was shocked, but Chen Dasheng wasn't worried. He had only used a clever force, not brute strength, in that punch. Otherwise, Huang Jinshi's leg would have been crippled on the spot, and he wouldn't have been able to do a backflip. He had only suffered a minor injury.

"Master Huang!" Cao Jinsong, seeing Huang Jinshi bleeding, wanted to help him up again.

Huang Jinshi waved his hand again, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm fine!"

Indeed, he had only suffered a slight internal tremor. After spitting out the blood, his complexion quickly recovered. Huang Jinshi slowly stood up, having already experienced Chen Dasheng's prowess, but he still felt a bit unwilling.

"Indeed, heroes emerge from the young. I have another technique, the Rising Dragon Fist, and I would like to learn from you, young brother!" Huang Jinshi clasped his hands towards Chen Dasheng, his tiger-like eyes fixed on him, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

"Again?" Chen Dasheng was speechless. Anyone with eyes could see that Huang Jinshi was no match for him. Now he was challenging him again. Did he think Chen Dasheng's previous move was too light?

"What, are you looking down on me, young brother?" Huang Jinshi's voice suddenly rose several decibels when he saw Chen Dasheng's indifference.

Cao Jinsong had already seen the disparity in strength and wanted to stop Huang Jinshi, but seeing his stubbornness, he was helpless.

"Then let me learn your Rising Dragon Fist!" Chen Dasheng's lips curved into a slight smile, and he clasped his hands towards Huang Jinshi. Since someone wanted to be beaten, he couldn't refuse.

Rising Dragon Fist!

Chen Dasheng had just bowed and hadn't even raised his head when he felt a powerful gust of wind coming towards him. Looking up, he saw a fist rapidly approaching.

The fist wind stirred up the dust on the ground, forming a dragon shape nearly five meters long, roaring and lunging towards his chest.

"Damn!"

Chen Dasheng couldn't help but curse. This guy had taken advantage of his unpreparedness and launched such a powerful move.

The dragon-shaped fist wind gave Chen Dasheng a sense of threat. This technique was not to be underestimated.

Tai Chi!

Chen Dasheng didn't dare to be careless. He immediately entered the Tai Chi state, assumed the Tai Chi starting stance, and took a step forward. His fingertips touched the dragon's head, and under the influence of the qi, he quickly retreated several steps, then performed a graceful turn.

The dragon-shaped fist wind circled around Chen Dasheng's body. Chen Dasheng's right hand turned into a fist and naturally punched towards Huang Jinshi. The dragon-shaped fist wind, passing over Chen Dasheng's arm, roared and lunged towards Huang Jinshi.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Under the Tai Chi principle, Chen Dasheng naturally used Huang Jinshi's technique against him. Huang Jinshi was startled, not expecting his punch to not only fail to hurt Chen Dasheng but to be turned back on him. In a panic, he had no way to defend, especially since that punch had already exhausted all his physical strength, leaving him powerless to resist.

Without a doubt, the fist wind hit Huang Jinshi's chest, and he was thrown back, hitting the courtyard wall again. This time, the wall couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed halfway.

"Master Huang!"

Everyone was stunned, and even Cao Jinsong took a while to recover, shouting and running towards the pile of dust and rubble.

Chen Dasheng hadn't expected Huang Jinshi's punch to be so powerful. At a level below a martial artist, he could pose a threat to a martial artist. This Rising Dragon Fist was truly extraordinary.

Soon, Cao Jinsong helped Huang Jinshi out of the rubble. Huang Jinshi was continuously vomiting blood, his neat Daoist robe torn to shreds, his chest exposed, covered in dust, his face flushed, and he was clearly severely injured, hanging on Cao Jinsong's shoulder.