Chapter 130: Fists Sweep Through
With a command to attack, everyone erupted simultaneously without prior agreement.
Some pulled back to ensure their own safety first.
Some unleashed their ferocity, charging straight at nearby people, with beast spirit phantoms rising as they moved to crush them.
At this point, even the stupidest person knew that whether it was wheel battles or chaotic fights, they were all for the people in the upper boxes to see.
To join the Beast King Sect, you first need to get a ticket.
And in such a chaotic battle, what kind of performance stands out the most?
Taking heads.
Su Yan stood straight in the exact center of the arena, showing no intention of dodging or moving.
This immediately drew many people’s attention to him.
A lean cold-faced youth, wielding a fine steel dagger about two feet long, pushed through the crowd straight toward Su Yan.
He suddenly swung the blade, his beast spirit Night Claw Beast shadowing him like a second sharp blade.
“Good saber techniques, from the Temple Slaughter House?”
Su Yan was slightly surprised, his pair of iron hands grabbing for the blade, followed by a sharp clang.
The nearby people around, including Zheng Yan from the Temple Slaughter House, all had their expressions change abruptly.
Su Yan’s body was entirely white, as if clad in jade armor, his hardening aura rising, and a ferocious White Ape over three meters tall appeared behind him.
The White Ape was armored, its spine like a centipede, truly ferocious in appearance.
Zheng Yan immediately drew his blade with fierce decisiveness, then twisted his body, unleashing an even sharper saber momentum at Su Yan.
Su Yan pressed forward, the White Ape behind him roaring, instantly shaking Zheng Yan’s aura.
Then he unleashed the Fierce Ape Three Forms, with Fierce Ape Suppresses the Sea blocking the saber strike. His body moved, arriving before Zheng Yan, and a chopping hand strike smashed onto his shoulder.
Crack
Bones snapped instantly, Zheng Yan was sent flying by him, his face turning deathly pale.
“I’ve seen this saber technique twice before, but you’re stronger than them.”
Su Yan left those words, his body moving as he left Zheng Yan behind and strode toward two others nearby.
He was about to begin hunting.
He strode through, where Lin Junhao from the Chai Gang and Yue Zong from the Yue Family Tavern were fighting each other.
Su Yan suddenly lunged toward them, startling both into a jump.
He directly unleashed Fierce Ape Splits the Mountain, surging true essence rushing forth.
Both men’s faces changed drastically, and they joined forces to counter without prior agreement.
With a muffled bang, their weapons were all knocked flying by the powerful attack.
Their bodies staggered, and Su Yan stepped forward, then punched them both flying.
Clean and crisp punches, violent and ferocious strikes.
In an instant, Su Yan became the most ferocious presence in the center of the arena.
The powerful aura of the beast spirit White Ape Phantom made Lin Junhao, Zhao Ziyun, and others’ faces change abruptly, their hearts sinking as they realized Su Yan hadn’t been joking earlier when he told them to all come at him together.
Su Yan’s gaze swept over, and his body arrived before Ling Chong, the son of the deputy commander.
Not good!
Seeing this killing star approach, Ling Chong swung his fast blade fiercely at Su Yan.
Clang
Su Yan merely waved his hand to deflect it, seizing the blade barehanded, then elbowed him flying.
In less than ten exchanges, he defeated four in a row, making Spirit Nurturing Realm fighters seem like children in his hands.
“Take him down first!”
The oppressive pressure from Su Yan forced Lin Junhao and the others to choose to team up.
Lin Junhao, Zhao Ziyun, Zuo Feiying, and Liu Ruoshi finished off their nearby opponents and attacked from all four sides in succession.
The remaining three or four also came at him together.
In mere moments, Su Yan became the target of all.
This guy is in danger.
Fu Xuejing and the others watching from the second floor also made their judgments.
Su Yan was undoubtedly powerful, perhaps even half-step true intent.
But under such attacks, how could he escape?
However, he didn’t know that beneath Su Yan’s downcast eyes, his mood was utterly calm.
One person thrust a long sword at him, its sharp edge aimed straight at his throat.
Su Yan’s gaze swept over, and he reached out to grab, seizing the sword blade in his hand.
The gloves scraped against the sharp sword blade, emitting a piercing sound.
His power surged like a dragon from his waist, pulling that person toward him.
Fierce Ape Suppresses the Sea!
That person tried to counter with a strike, but only heard a bone fracture, his body already on the ground, unable to rise.
Wind Tiger Long Strike!
Lin Junhao seized the opportunity, his cold iron spear’s tip gleaming like a star, attacking from Su Yan’s back.
Su Yan didn’t even turn his head, stepping forward to evade the spear tip.
The spear tip barely grazed past his ear, sliding over his shoulder.
Lin Junhao changed moves to strike his head.
But Su Yan reached out and gripped the spear shaft.
A surge of great strength came, nearly making Lin Junhao lose his grip on the spear.
He gripped tightly, but suddenly the force direction shifted, flinging his body directly into the air.
How does he have such divine strength?!
Lin Junhao was shocked and uncertain, immediately switching to offense for defense, flipping his body mid-air to strike down.
Trying to threaten Su Yan with an attack to prevent him from coming at him.
Su Yan looked up to meet his gaze, his eyes holding only a calm smile.
Can he block it?
His body leaped up, the White Ape Phantom’s powerful aura directly locking onto Lin Junhao.
The spear thrust speed slowed!
The spear tip hadn’t yet pointed at Su Yan when Su Yan was already before him.
A large hand chopped down, like splitting a mountain.
Lin Junhao’s entire body was smashed to the ground, the muffled thud like a drum, the cold iron spear flying from his hand.
“Whoosh”
In a flash, Liu Ruoshi’s sword light arrived.
From the left, Zhao Ziyun’s spear thrust like a dragon, attacking his lower body.
“Come well!”
Su Yan’s body stood immovable like a mountain, one foot stepping on the spear tip, pressing it into the floor like a mountain of a thousand jun.
One fist like a collapsing mountain, smashing onto the sword tip.
Iron Fist like a wall, bending the newly acquired Autumn Water Sword into a bow.
Zuo Feiying pounced from in front of Su Yan, his Tiger Back Saber splitting like Mount Hua, aiming to crush Su Yan in this opening.
But Su Yan’s mouth curved, his body darting like a released rabbit, lunging forward and instantly arriving before him.
The saber hadn’t yet fallen when Su Yan’s left fist kill strike arrived.
Fierce Ape Lifts the Sky!
One kill punch, sending man and saber flying.
Su Yan landed without pause, giving Zhao Ziyun, Liu Ruoshi, and the others no time to react.
His body moved like a fierce ape rampaging, with wide sweeps and thrusts.
In less than three exchanges, he seized Zhao Ziyun’s spear and elbowed his abdomen, defeating him.
At the five-exchange mark, he barehandedly seized the blade, taking the Autumn Water Long Sword, and with a palm Fierce Ape Suppresses the Sea, dislocated Liu Ruoshi’s left shoulder.
The rest, from unknown disciples, no more than three, were not even one-exchange opponents for him.
When he finished fighting and landed in the arena center, all twelve around were injured, some standing, some fallen, all defeated under his hands.
Su Yan’s gaze swept over, and he cupped his fists: “Roughly versed in fist and foot techniques, I accept your concession.”
Lin Junhao, who had just stood up, nearly fell over hearing this, his face twitching.
You call this roughly versed in fist and foot techniques?
Beating people like hanging paintings, flowing smoothly—which part is roughly versed?
Zhao Ziyun’s face wasn’t good either, but he was convinced inwardly, snorting: “Skill inferior to yours is my failing, but what do you call roughly versed in fist and foot techniques?”
“I only know two fist techniques, Monkey Fist and Fierce Ape Three Forms—indeed not much knowledge.”
Su Yan looked quite innocent, while Zuo Feiying, Liu Ruoshi, and the others no longer wanted to respond.
“Brother Su’s skills are superior, we are inferior.”
Though defeated, no one was unconvinced—Su Yan’s fists were too ferocious, his body too fast.
If not for that true intent phantom still ethereal and true essence fluctuations the same as theirs.
If called True Intent Realm, they wouldn’t doubt it.
“Moves flow smoothly, integrated into his body, entirely white jade, hard for second-order sharp weapons to break.”
Xiang Ge’s voice came from the box: “What realm is your fist technique, how many hardening techniques have you cultivated, and to what realm?”
“Hardening and fist techniques both at Transformation Realm, two body tempering methods.”
“Which methods?”
“Golden Ape Jade Body Skill, Tiger Body Bone Forging Technique”
“Good bone structure, good perseverance”
Xiang Ge’s eyes flashed with light, praising: “《Eighteen Styles of Blood Tiger》 is yours. Tiger Body Bone Forging Technique is just for tempering the body, not counting as Hardening Golden Body.”
Though a simple evaluation, in everyone’s ears, it was already remarkable recognition.
Su Yan had entered the Beast King Sect envoy’s eye, half a recommendation token for inner sect assessment already secured.
The other half depended on his comprehension, whether he could cultivate the Beast King Sect’s 《Fierce Beast Seal Method》.
“Three days later, Yanzi Mountain outside the city. Reach the mountaintop to become a servant disciple; master the seal method to test for outer sect.”
Xiang Ge’s tone was extremely casual, but his words stirred everyone’s hearts.
Even Zhao Ziyun, on the court system path, inwardly exclaimed ‘domineering’.
The trade fair ended, Xiang Ge and the others never even showing their faces once.
Su Yan became the biggest winner, the news spreading throughout Yun Cang—
Yun Cang Town’s number one talent.
Though exaggerated, with Lin Junhao, Zhao Ziyun, and others acknowledging it, it was undeniable fact.
Fu Xuejing became the biggest creditor; all the damage to Pan Family Restaurant fell on them, nearly requiring a full first-floor renovation.
But he had no mind to worry about that.
Trading for the Rejuvenation Pill, he immediately returned to Tian Feng Weapon Shop to prepare using it on Pang Jian.
“Senior Sister, no issues with this pill?”
At Tian Feng Weapon Shop, Ye Chenyao held the porcelain bottle handed by Fu Xuejing, pouring out its pill.
She examined the pill in her palm; perfect appearance, faint medicinal fragrance lingering, and nodded.
“All three are perfect quality pills, differing little. This Su Yan’s pill refining is steady, not a novice.”
Ye Chenyao didn’t know pill refining, but in three years at Beast King Sect, she had exchanged countless contribution points for pills, gaining this strength.
Seeing many pills naturally taught her much.
“That’s impressive?”
Fu Xuejing was stunned, Ye Chenyao glancing at him without any disdain.
Three years ago, she and Fu Xuejing were no different, just disciples of Tian Feng Weapon Shop.
Success meant transforming into dragon, soaring in martial arts.
Failure meant wasting away at Tian Feng Weapon Shop forever, grinding into a shopkeeper.
“Second-grade pills are ordinary; Beast King Sect has countless pills, even bone-white saint medicines not absent.”
Ye Chenyao’s words carried faint pride; Beast King Sect was Lingnan Prefecture’s top sect, not to be underestimated even outside.
“Impressive isn’t the pill, it’s his pill refining skill. Three perfect quality pills, medicinal effects differing little, basically fully releasing properties. Do you know how many refinements to reach this level?”
She paused slightly, giving an analogy: “How long did you practice to forge sharp weapons differing by almost nothing?”
Fu Xuejing’s pupils shrank, immediately realizing the difficulty.
Outsiders see the door, insiders see the excitement.
Even same-model weapons inevitably have subtle differences.
If a novice forges, today it might be first-order high-grade, tomorrow an accidental slip to low-grade possible.
Pills are harder; once formed, no repairing possible.
“Minor flaw, perfect, super grade—pill qualities are but three kinds, but even minor flaw and perfect have grades. Ten percent efficacy versus eight percent sometimes means breakthrough difference; this person is no simpleton.”
Hearing Ye Chenyao praise Su Yan so, Fu Xuejing couldn’t hold back, asking: “Senior Sister, how does his martial arts talent compare to yours back then?”
“I’m inferior to him.”
…………
Golden Ape Martial Arts School bustled with visitors.
Apprentices lined up in a long dragon, many children from wealthy households in town carrying gifts to apprentice.
Su Yan’s fame naturally made Golden Ape Martial Arts School the place that forged him.
For ordinary folk, they didn’t know Beast King Sect’s maneuvers, unaware of greater mountains beyond mountains, greater people beyond people.
They only knew Su Yan came from here, becoming Yun Cang Town’s first.
Gao Zheng and the others were busy beyond measure.
Not receiving, but preparing to close doors to visitors.
Golden Ape Martial Arts School needed disciples, but not just relying on them; current apprentices couldn’t be distinguished as thrill-seekers or true martial learners, so reject all, plan later in days.
“Where are Junior Brother Su and Senior Sister Bai?”
Gao Zheng finally sent people away, sighing in relief, then asked Su Yan’s whereabouts.
Dian Jing rumbled: “Took two white wax wood-core spears, practicing martial arts in the back yard.”
As he spoke, envy flickered in his eyes.
Months after inner sect entry, Dian Jing crossed skin refining barrier, breaking through to Muscle and Bone Realm Great Accomplishment strength.
Progress not slow; in years, Spirit Nurturing Realm possible.
But this speed far couldn’t match Su Yan.
“Don’t overthink; they’re all geniuses.”
Gao Zheng saw his thoughts, patted his shoulder; both looked to inner courtyard.
Faint breaking air and tiger roars transmitted.
At that time in inner courtyard, Su Yan and Bai Yun held spears, sweeping horizontally with wide clashes, emitting crisp bangs.
Su Yan let Bai Yun copy a portion of 《Eighteen Styles of Blood Tiger》; both unceremoniously copied then practiced.
This practice already one full day.
Neither used true intent nor excessive true essence.
Such strikes, relying only on physical strength and skillful strength, momentarily had dragon-tiger battle flair.
Over twenty exchanges, Su Yan first grasped spear essentials.
His spear picked, knocking Bai Yun’s spear flying, securing victory.
“You win.”
Bai Yun picked up her spear, expression cold, though unwillingness lingered in her eyes.
“Senior Sister, the pill is refined; purely by property, about second-order low-grade, effects somewhat single.”
Bai Yun glanced sideways, seriously saying: “Thank you, Junior Brother.”
Su Yan smiled: “Senior Sister needn’t be polite; it’s what I should do. I also want Senior Sister’s help: I’ll go out two more days, Senior Sister cover for me.”
Bai Yun frowned slightly: “Yanzi Mountain is already cordoned; assessment in two days—if you miss, it’s not worth it.”
“Certainly won’t be late; Senior Sister rest assured.”
After instructing Bai Yun, Su Yan flipped over the wall under night cover.
Reaching an empty street, he immediately changed outfit, took a detour, then slipped out of the city.
Crimson Flame Fine Gold in hand, he couldn’t wait to let Red Armored Mad Scorpion metamorphose.
“Gold-Eating Demon Insect and Blood Fiend Mother Worm not inferior to Heart Ape Realm martial artists; Six-Winged Blood Centipede even more vicious, combat power superior. If Red Armored Mad Scorpion breaks through too, I’d have four Heart Ape Stage martial artist combat powers on hand—only stronger, not weaker.”
