Martial Sage from the Vajra Skill

Chapter 323: Chapter 182: Stomping on the Face (Part 2)

A savage aura erupted from him, making him seem like a humanoid beast.

BOOM!

The air roared, and visible ripples pulsed from the force.

Against Xu Yang, he didn’t bother with any fancy tricks. He went straight for a direct, powerful collision—a close-quarters physical clash.

"The Fuyue Bear King’s Palm at Great Success?"

Someone cried out in shock, recognizing the Palm Technique Lu Ren was using. It was the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm at the Great Success level.

"It seems the person he wants to fight most is still Xu Yang!" Xiong Kun said with a laugh.

When Lu Ren had fought him, he hadn’t used the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm. To use it now, at the Great Success level, right from the start... clearly, he had been saving this Palm Technique for Xu Yang.

"His obsession with Xu Yang runs deep," Zhang Yong said, dumbfounded.

He couldn’t believe Lu Ren was willing to be knocked off the stage during his fight with Xiong Kun, all to keep the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm hidden from Xu Yang.

"Is the animosity between Lu Ren and Xu Yang that intense?"

"He lost to Xu Yang once. He must be unwilling to let it go."

...

Many people were equally flabbergasted. They had seen Lu Ren refuse to use the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm while fighting Xiong Kun, who was ranked fifth among the Ten Heroes, only to unleash it instantly against Xu Yang.

His desire to defeat Xu Yang was so strong that he would rather be defeated by Xiong Kun than give Xu Yang the chance to observe the mysteries of his Palm Technique.

"If he loses to Junior Brother Xu one more time, I wonder if he’ll ever recover from the blow." The corner of Sun Tao’s mouth lifted in a smirk.

No matter what schemes Lu Ren had concocted, in his eyes, Lu Ren was doomed to fail.

"The Fuyue Bear King’s Palm? I know it too!"

A smile touched Xu Yang’s lips as well. He hadn’t expected Lu Ren to be holding back such a move just for him.

He strode forward and sent a palm strike of his own.

Fuyue Bear King’s Palm: Mountain-Shattering and Mountain-Breaking.

Like a crashing tidal wave, the air let out a roar like muffled thunder. A savage, domineering aura swept from his body and collided with the one Lu Ren had unleashed.

For a moment, it was as if two ferocious Exotic Beasts were on the stage.

"Xu Yang knows the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm too?"

"And he’s also reached the Great Success Realm!"

"Neither of them used their ultimate move in their previous fights. They were saving them for each other."

...

Below the stage, everyone was once again flabbergasted.

They hadn’t expected Xu Yang to know the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm as well, nor that he had also held it back in his previous fights. It seemed both were willing to lose to anyone else, so long as they could beat each other.

’This damn bastard, still so sneaky!’ Lu Ren thought, grinding his teeth in frustration. He never imagined Xu Yang had also been holding back the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm.

’Not using it before... he’s a truly crafty one.’

’Unleashing it now is definitely just to piss me off.’

BANG!

The two palms collided with a sound like an exploding thunderclap, letting out a deafening roar. The blast of Vigorous Energy swept out, engulfing the entire stage.

Some disciples with lower Cultivation who were near the stage retreated, covering their ears in pain as the stage itself vibrated and sank.

The Steward on the stage showed a look of horror. The impact sent ripples across his external Protective Gang Qi, which looked as if it was about to shatter.

The power of a clash between two Great Success Level Fuyue Bear King’s Palms was absolutely terrifying.

At the epicenter, the force was enough to kill a Martial Artist who had reached Gang Qi Great Success from the shockwaves alone.

RUMBLE...

The stage shook violently, as if mountains were crumbling and the earth was splitting. It was like two ancient beasts were locked in a deathmatch.

CRACKLE... POP...

Lu Ren’s body trembled, and his bones and sinews popped like firecrackers. His face flushed red as he couldn’t stop himself from stumbling back.

Xu Yang’s long hair whipped around him. His robust Physique and tall, straight frame seemed to glow as his aura pulsed.

He also feigned a single step back, his foot stomping down with a thunderous roar.

"They’re both this strong?"

Everyone was astounded. The combat power both of them were displaying was far more terrifying than in any of their previous matches.

If Xu Yang had used this Great Success Fuyue Bear King’s Palm against Xie Zhan, he wouldn’t have needed a hundred moves to win that grueling battle.

The same went for Lu Ren. If he had used the Great Success Fuyue Bear King’s Palm in his grueling fight against Xiong Kun, he might have actually won.

The power and fighting spirit they were both displaying now far exceeded their previous performances.

"Lu Ren took three steps back, but Xu Yang only took one."

Even more surprisingly, it was Lu Ren who had come out at a disadvantage in the exchange.

"I never thought you’d know the Fuyue Bear King’s Palm too! Good. This is great! This way, when you lose, you can’t claim I only won because of my superior Palm Technique."

Lu Ren let out a long cry, his fighting spirit soaring. His aura became utterly captivating.

Although he had taken two more steps back in the first clash, he wasn’t discouraged. On the contrary, his will to fight burned even brighter.

’Xu Yang!’

’This is the Xu Yang I’ve been fixated on. He certainly hasn’t disappointed me.’

’Beating me in the Martial Arts Examination all those years ago was no fluke.’

RUMBLE...

The stage trembled. Fresh blood coursed through Lu Ren’s veins and his Gang Qi surged like a tide. He took a great stride, his body shooting toward Xu Yang like an arrow loosed from a bow, his crimson palms burning like fire.

He unleashed an even more astonishing aura, like a raging Fuyue Bear King charging from its cave to shred the creature before it.

He charged forward, carrying immense momentum, then came to an abrupt halt. All his power converged into his hands as he pushed them flatly toward Xu Yang, as if he could topple a great mountain.

Seeing that Lu Ren still intended to meet him head-on, Xu Yang couldn’t be bothered to dodge. He too pushed out with both hands, a fierce wind accompanying the move as if he were pushing the very heavens and earth.

BANG!

The four palms collided, sending out visible ripples. Waves of gold and crimson energy swept out like an ocean tide, instantly engulfing the stage and causing it to sink a deep half-foot.

This time, the Steward didn’t try to block with his Protective Gang Qi. Instead, he raised a hand and chopped out with a palm strike of his own, shattering the Vigorous Energy that swept toward him.

"Hmph!"

An involuntary grunt escaped Lu Ren’s lips, his face contorted in pain. He felt his blood surge uncontrollably as his bones and sinews rumbled.

His feet left the ground. This time, he wasn’t just knocked back—he was sent flying. The wind whistled in his ears as the distance between him and Xu Yang rapidly widened.

’I was sent flying? How is that possible?’ he thought, his face a mask of disbelief.

BOOM!

For the first time since the clash began, Xu Yang took the offensive.

Using Stepping on Gang and Chasing Wind, he vanished from his spot in a gust of wind. His fist tore through the air, aimed at the still-airborne Lu Ren.

Before the fist even arrived, Lu Ren could feel its astonishing power, like a violent volcano on the verge of eruption.

’Not good!’

He realized he was still in mid-air. If Xu Yang’s punch connected, he would undoubtedly be knocked right off the stage.

Then, no matter how much strength he had left untapped, he would lose.

In mid-air, he forcibly twisted his body. Instead of meeting the attack head-on, his five fingers clawed at Xu Yang’s fist, intending to use his opponent’s body to arrest his own backward momentum.

A smile touched Xu Yang’s lips; he had apparently anticipated this.

The instant Lu Ren’s fingers were about to close around his fist, Xu Yang changed his fist into a palm and chopped downwards. The move was like a great saber falling, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

BOOM!

Force was unleashed as Gang Qi erupted.

With a CRACK, spiderweb-like fissures spread across Lu Ren’s Protective Gang Qi.

BAM!

As if struck by a sledgehammer, Lu Ren’s body slammed heavily onto the stage. His face was flushed, his blood churning violently.

The crowd only saw the stage shake and sink once more, obscuring their view of Lu Ren lying on the floor.

"Ah... Xu Yang, you bastard!" Lu Ren’s furious, exasperated voice rang out.

The injury wasn’t severe, but the humiliation was immense. To be slammed to the ground like a dead dog by Xu Yang was a stain on his reputation as a Ten Heroes Genius.

His Gang Qi raged like a crashing tidal wave.

He was just about to get up when a large foot filled his vision, stomping down toward his forehead. It looked like it was about to crush his head like a watermelon.

With no time to curse, he scrambled out of the way with an ugly roll. The large foot stomped onto the stage.

RUMBLE...

The stage shook!

Lu Ren was just about to scramble up when he saw another large foot, this one covered in Golden Gang Qi, stomping down at his head. It seemed its owner wouldn’t be satisfied until his skull was crushed to pieces.

Everyone, from all sides, was watching Lu Ren’s pathetic display.

"Get lost!" Lu Ren roared, his eyes bulging with rage.

This time, he didn’t dodge with another undignified roll. Instead, he brought his hands together and struck upwards.

BOOM!

The large foot descended. He felt an irresistible tide of power wash over him. His hands immediately went limp and were knocked aside, allowing the foot to stomp heavily onto his forehead.

His Gang Qi shattered. The sole of the shoe ground directly into Lu Ren’s forehead, nose, and face, leaving a distinct footprint.