fynovel Chapter 35 Martial Arts Master
Chapter 35 Martial Arts Master
East of the outer city.
Since the Black Wind Stronghold's chaotic army raided the city, so many days have passed and countless people are still recovering from that night.
The streets were quiet, and the once bustling city streets were now sparsely populated, with no vehicles in sight.
While it's not quite a case of nine out of ten houses being empty, the county town has indeed lost many people compared to before.
Some died, while others fled the city with their families.
After all, in the eyes of many, even the county magistrate had died a violent death, so where in the county town was there any safe place?
Before the Black Wind Stronghold's chaotic army attacks again, fleeing for one's life is a wise choice.
Of course, leaving doesn't necessarily guarantee safety; more likely, it's just jumping from one familiar pit of fire into another unfamiliar one.
They didn't even get to find a fire pit before being captured and eaten by a group of refugees on the way.
The world is so cruel these days; it's hard to survive whether you move or stay still.
Ordinary people can only gamble once, while skilled martial artists have more options.
Tang Family Martial Arts Academy.
Although there are fewer people in the outer city, the number of new disciples in the martial arts academy has increased significantly.
Many more people, in order to survive, want to enter the martial arts world, learn martial arts for a living, and seek self-protection.
Tang Niu was quite pleased to see the number of disciples in the courtyard steadily increasing.
He wasn't happy that his martial arts skills were beginning to flourish, but rather he was simply delighted because he was earning a large sum of money from his disciples' tuition.
Unfortunately, his external martial arts training was too expensive.
Without doing everything possible to raise money, you simply can't train.
Suddenly, three people walked in through the courtyard gate.
Tang Niu could tell at a glance that the burly young man at the head was no ordinary person; he was clearly a martial artist as well.
Just as he was about to step forward to greet him, a disciple beside him quickly approached and said, "Master, this is Zhao An!"
"That Zhao An who wiped out the Python Gang and the Tiger Head Gang?!" Tang Niu's expression changed, and he immediately asked.
"That's right! I've seen him before, I'm absolutely certain I won't mistake him!" The disciple said, his face showing a hint of fear.
Zhao An's past infamy and current fearsome reputation are enough to terrify ordinary people.
Even now, not only ordinary people, but even the martial artists in the outer city are wary of Zhao An.
After all, Zhao An's record of single-handedly breaking through the Python Gang and Tiger Head Gang was too ruthless, making people tremble with fear!
"But Master Tang, my name is Zhao An." Zhao An walked straight up to Tang Niu, introduced himself, and politely clasped his hands in greeting.
The name above the other person's head is translucent and colorless. They have no good deeds to their name, are not evil, and are not even a gray name.
This shows that the other party doesn't usually do good deeds, but they are still law-abiding.
As long as he isn't a red name (indicating a negative reputation), Zhao An is usually harmless to them.
"Brother Zhao's name is renowned far and wide. I have long heard of him. May I ask what brings you to my humble courtyard today?" Seeing that Zhao An did not seem to be there to cause trouble, Tang Niu breathed a slight sigh of relief and returned the greeting politely.
"I've long admired Master Tang's unyielding skills and fist techniques, so I've come here to learn from him and exchange blows," Zhao An said, skipping over pleasantries and getting straight to the point.
"Brother Zhao, are you here to challenge us?" Tang Niu's smile immediately faded.
"I'm not from the martial arts academy; I'm simply interested in Master Tang's hard-bone kung fu," Zhao An said, shaking his head.
That's the truth; whether or not he challenges someone is meaningless to him.
He wasn't an expert; he simply wanted to see what made this eighth-grade martial art he possessed so different.
"In that case, please." Tang Niu agreed.
Zhao An certainly didn't seem like someone who came to cause trouble and damage the reputation.
Perfect timing! He also wanted to see if this young man, who was the talk of the town, was really that amazing.
"Please." Seeing that Tang Niu only raised his fists, Zhao An simply threw the long knife into Zhao Chunzi's hand.
In terms of martial arts skills alone, he is now completely fearless.
Tang Niu struck first, his fist whistling through the air.
This fist is huge, with obvious bone marks under the skin and flesh. It looks solid and hard, and when it hits someone, it's like a heavy weapon hitting them!
Zhao An remained calm and quickly wrapped his hands around the opponent's arm as he threw a punch.
With just a simple twist and pull, not only was the force of the punch dissipated, but Tang Niu also lost his balance.
Tang Niu also lost the initiative.
Zhao An thrust out his palms again, but Tang Niu blocked them with a bent arm, causing him to stagger back several steps.
In a flash, Zhao An lunged forward again, unleashing the full power of the Silver Snake Hand techniques.
Sometimes patting, sometimes interspersed with massage.
Tang Niu felt as if two pythons were coiling around him, making it hard for him to breathe. His body was being manipulated by Zhao An like a toy, swaying and staggering.
He was horrified to discover that he was completely powerless against Zhao An's palm techniques.
Most importantly, Zhao An did not use his internal energy to enhance his palm strikes; he gained the upper hand purely through his exquisite and skillful techniques.
A moment later, Zhao An took a step back, while Tang Niu jumped several meters away, his face still showing the bewilderment of being manipulated.
"What kind of palm technique is this? You've mastered it to perfection?!" Tang Niu asked in astonishment.
"Yes." Zhao An nodded, readily admitting it.
Tang Niu opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a moment.
He understood better than the disciples in the academy how precious it was to perfect a martial art at the entry-level.
Zhao An looks so young, yet he's managed to master it!
"Again!" Tang Niu said, stomping his foot and circulating his internal energy in an unusual way.
His eyes widened, like an angry Vajra, and the veins on his face and even his whole body bulged.
His muscles were like a rock. When Zhao An raised his palm to strike his opponent, the opponent's feet seemed to take root, and he didn't move an inch!
Not only is its skin and flesh tough, but it can also generate a strange counter-force.
Zhao An struck out with his palm, but instead, his own palm went numb!
"This is the Hard Bone Kung Fu! Good stuff!" Zhao An was not surprised but delighted.
Intending to test this hard-bone skill, Zhao An no longer held back. He circulated his internal energy and struck out with his palm, which, like a serpent's touch, penetrated into the flesh of the opponent's back along with the force.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Tang Niu had originally planned to retaliate after withstanding Zhao An's palm strike.
however.
His internal energy, like hundreds of fine threads, pierced his flesh, and the stinging pain in his back caused the breath in his chest and abdomen to dissipate instantly.
His face turned pale, and he lost his balance, collapsing to the ground.
Upon seeing this, the disciple immediately ran forward and helped his master to his feet.
This was the first time they had ever seen Tang Niu's skills broken.
"You are a formidable young man! Not only has your palm technique reached perfection, but your inner energy cultivation is also so profound. I am far inferior to you!" Tang Niu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and said with some bitterness.
He had practiced this hard-bone skill for more than ten years, but he never expected that Zhao An would break his skill with a single palm strike.
This wasn't because his Hard Bone Skill was merely a hollow reputation; it was simply because Zhao An's Silver Serpent Hand, at the third level of perfection, combined with his four hundred strands of internal energy cultivation, generated an incredibly powerful palm strike.
He is no match for Zhao An in any aspect.
It can only be said that the rumors are true; someone who can single-handedly destroy two major gangs is no ordinary person.