Chapter 111: Chapter 92: You Are Truly Audacious
"You two. What were your names again?"
His calm voice echoed in the center of the street as an imperceptible breeze drifted by.
Zhao Dongwu and Zhou Lin’s expressions froze for a moment, then twisted with annoyance and cold fury.
"You’re courting death!"
Instantly enraged, Zhou Lin shot forward in a single bound.
He had already planned to teach the guy a lesson and test the foundation of the Jinshi Boxing Hall. Now that this man dared to look down on him, there was even less reason to hold back!
SWOOSH!!
A sharp, whistling wind tore through the air, stirring up a gust that made the weeds in the greenbelts on either side sway.
A layer of white vapor seemed to swirl around his Palm Seal, descending like a Cangyun cloud, making one’s hair stand on end with a sense of crisis.
This move was a killing blow, a complete abandonment of all pretense.
’This kid is dead for sure.’
Zhao Dongwu sneered from behind, fully expecting to see his opponent severely wounded and brought to his knees.
But in the very next instant...
BANG!
The muffled explosion made his pupils shrink.
In his line of sight, Lu Chao stood firm, his raised left palm, covered in white dust, catching the Palm Seal.
He was like a rock, completely unmoving, easily blocking the full-force strike of a veteran professional-level martial artist.
"Hm?"
Zhou Lin instantly noticed something was wrong, his gaze hardening.
With no time to ponder it and no way to retreat once the move was launched, he abruptly threw out his left palm, which had been gathering power at his waist.
The air trembled, and a whistling gale stung the skin.
All of his Martial Arts Power converged on this point. The white, steamy vapor of his sweat swirled into a mist, its power far exceeding his previous attack. It was clearly a Martial Skill, a Secret Technique.
BOOM!!
However, the fist that came later struck with extraordinary ferocity.
A ring of white air exploded between the fist and palm, like the sound of a gun backfiring. It caused more pedestrians on both sides of the road to stop in their tracks, watching with surprise from the entrances of the supermarket and the clothing store.
Under their gazes, Lu Chao’s right fist could be seen covered in white dust, with thick veins bulging on his forearm like coiling flood dragons.
A single strike of his Stacked Force Fist had perfectly blocked the opponent’s Cangyun Secret Skill without losing any ground whatsoever.
The shockwave kicked up dust and debris from the ground, sending wisps of white dust into the air like smoke.
"You..."
His eyes filled with shock and suspicion. Zhou Lin finally sensed that something was very wrong.
’Didn’t they say he only broke through to the professional level a little over a month ago? How can he be...?’
"Hey."
Suddenly, Lu Chao grinned, his gaze passing right over him to land on the still-stunned Zhao Dongwu behind.
"Why don’t you two just come at me together? I’m in a hurry."
"You!"
His face flushed with rage, and a flicker of annoyance and cold intent crossed Zhou Lin’s eyes.
’How dare he underestimate me like this.’
All his explosive rage was now channeled into a single strike, igniting his Martial Arts Power.
The force around his body erupted wildly. He drew his palms back slightly, coiling like a spring to store power, a turbulent precursor to a rolling Cangyun.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!!
However, across from him...
A sound like the resonance of sinew and bone rang out.
Lu Chao seemed to grow taller as the muscles on his body tensed inch by inch, knotting like dragons.
A faint brown light flowed across his skin, making him look like a towering boulder that blocked out all surrounding light.
BOOM!!
Instantly, the Stacked Force Fist Seal and the Cangyun palms collided fiercely, neither giving an inch!
A ring of white qi exploded outward from the two of them, turning into a gale that scoured the ground as it spread.
Dust and debris flew, and the roadside trees and weeds swayed once more.
The onlookers’ eyes went wide. A few people at the supermarket entrance were so stunned they didn’t even notice the snacks they’d dropped.
In the next instant—
THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!!
Zhou Lin, dressed in his cloud-patterned martial arts uniform, slid backward like a tattered piece of cotton in the wind.
His arms hung at a strange angle, as if they were both drained of strength and broken.
His face paled and flushed in turns as he struggled to swallow the blood and the metallic taste in his mouth.
PFFT!!
In the end, he slid back several meters but still couldn’t suppress his injuries.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered, nearly collapsing.
The fight seemed to have concluded just like that.
However, in the next instant...
WHOOSH!!
A whistling sound tore through the air as an afterimage lunged forward.
In the moment when it all seemed to be over, Zhao Dongwu had already suppressed his shock and was charging in from the side.
In a single breath, he crossed several meters, soaring like an eagle. He used Zhou Lin’s retreating figure to obscure Lu Chao’s line of sight, arriving at his right side.
’You may be strong.’
’But...’
Forcibly suppressing the shock in his eyes, Zhao Dongwu’s face turned cold, his gaze reflecting the rise and fall of Lu Chao’s breath.
This was the perfect moment—his opponent had just expended his strength, and it would be difficult to muster new power so quickly.
A cold glint in his eyes matched the ruthless expression on his face. He planted his feet, spreading his arms like an eagle’s wings, and formed his hands into claws.
All his Martial Arts Power gathered there, forming a faint cyan aura shaped like an Eagle Claw. It kicked up a tearing gale as he aimed straight for the small of Lu Chao’s back.
One foot, half a foot... it was about to connect.
Many of the onlookers stared wide-eyed, their vision still holding the afterimage, unable to process what was happening.
And yet...
"ROAR!!"
Lu Chao spun around and let out a furious bellow!
The piercing sound wave vibrated their eardrums, as if a savage beast from the wilderness had just stormed the city.
In that instant, his ice-cold killing intent finally found a target and a vessel, merging with his aura.
Through deliberate effort, he had finally grasped the Fierce Roar Skill and achieved the initial stage of mastery!
In a flash.
The furious shout, empowered by his Martial Arts Power, was like a savage roar. It instantly rushed into Zhao Dongwu’s mind and shredded his nerves, making his eyes fly open and his movements freeze. He was rooted to the spot as if someone had pressed pause, his Eagle Claw solidified in mid-air.
Endless panic surged from the depths of his heart, as if an apex predator from the food chain had just appeared. An instinctual revulsion made his body begin to tremble. In his eyes, Lu Chao’s figure seemed to transform, becoming a peerless, savage beast.
