Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 181 Chen Zhan, you're fucking ruthless!
Chen Zhan exhaled and spoke, his dantian qi and blood forming a divine tiger, and he threw a tiger-shaped chopping punch to meet the opponent's Xuan Yin Palm.

The pale fist contrasted sharply with the dark, purplish-black, aged hand.

The courtyard was not paved with stone slabs, but was all loose soil. The two of them suddenly fell, and the soil behind them was blown up. The amount of dust raised was unknown, but it completely obscured their figures.

Then, a figure flew out from the dusty curtain.

The costume was mostly torn to shreds as the figure rushed out of the courtyard, scattering everywhere. Across the courtyard was a rapeseed field, but the vegetables had not yet sprouted.

His figure landed in the rapeseed field, plowing for a full hundred meters before finally stopping.

The previously dark palm now had its bones turned outwards and broken backwards, and the condensed blood and qi were also blasted out and scattered all over the body.

The old eunuch was horrified. His Xuan Yin Palm strike was considered top-tier among those who had reached the Core Formation stage. With his blood and qi condensed to the extreme, its power was unimaginable.

However, when faced with Chen Zhan's palm, neither the Yin nor Yang energies could penetrate it.

Instead, he felt Chen Zhan's blood and energy were like a dragon and a tiger, fierce and brutal. He was like a mouse seeing a cat at the first touch, and the yin and yang energies dissipated, and his palm was smashed.

He circulated his inner energy, disregarding the injury on his hand, pressed down behind him, and with quick, precise steps, got up to escape.

But Chen Zhan followed him like a shadow, as if he had teleported to his side out of thin air.

Two dragons emerge from the sea, striking again in mid-air.

The old eunuch's Xuan Yin Palm was a technique that required preparation and was based on secrets of qi and blood, but Chen Zhan's Beng Fist was executed casually.
When it attacks again, its power remains the same.

The old eunuch's eyes widened in disbelief. Knowing he couldn't dodge, and with his right palm already completely shattered, he could only meet the blow with his left. In the face of the devastating punch, he actually took the initiative to use his body to meet it.

"Oh!"

The old eunuch shattered Chen Zhan's left palm with his fist, but seemed unaware. He moved closer to Chen Zhan and shot out a black mist like sword energy from his mouth.

"Another secret technique from the imperial court?"

Chen Zhan could naturally see that the old eunuch's move was extraordinary. The black mist was exactly the same as the poison gas in the small snake before, but the method of circulating the energy was different. He actually condensed the black mist into a sword by spitting it out.

The speed was also incredibly fast.

But he remained completely calm. With his left hand, he manipulated his qi and blood, made a sweeping motion in the air, and launched another attack, heading straight for the 'Black Mist Sword Qi'!

I don't believe it's possible to condense qi into a sword!

If someone could directly slay a person with a flying sword, soaring into the sky and plunging into the earth, wouldn't that be terrible?

One punch shattered the sword energy!

Chen Zhan instantly shattered the black mist sword energy and blasted it in front of the old eunuch. With a wave of his hand, he pushed the handful of dirt he had gathered earlier into the old eunuch's mouth through the violent force of his fist.

At the same time, his right fist had already crippled his left arm.

The figure flew across the ground dozens of meters again.

A human-shaped ditch was left behind.

Chen Zhan was flying faster than him.

Lunge, stomp your foot!
The most terrifying move is the Bajiquan Zhenjiao (Eight Extremes Striking Foot), where the center of gravity instantly sinks, landing firmly on the ground, and the power originates from the root.

At the moment of stomping, the quadriceps and hamstrings of the lower limbs, as well as the core muscle groups such as the abdominal muscles and latissimus dorsi, will simultaneously contract and expand instantaneously.

The pressure of that kick was like Mount Tai pressing down, unmatched.

"Boom!~"

The old eunuch was stomped into the ground a meter by Chen Zhan!
Chen Zhan reached out and grabbed his braid, pulling it out of the mud and throwing it onto the ground.

The old eunuch had his arms in front of his chest, but Chen Zhan stepped on him, stomping his arms into his chest until they were crossed and embedded in his chest.

Blood gushed from his mouth, accompanied by black mist.

"Phew~ What's wrong with your blood and energy?"

"How could it be so terrifying? I've seen some people at the Core Formation stage, and it's absolutely impossible for them to condense their blood and qi into the shape of a dragon and a tiger. They're no longer human."

"Xingyi Twelve Forms Boxing imitates the power and spirit of animals, but how can one possibly train one's own qi and blood to be as fierce as a dragon or tiger?"

"Are you human or a demon?"

The old eunuch was a master of the Core Formation Realm. Even though he was injured to this extent, with his internal organs crushed, he could still speak and seemed capable of surviving for a long time.

"You want to know?" Chen Zhan said calmly.

"Pfft~"

He spat out another mouthful of blood. "Of course I want to know. I've been searching my whole life, only wanting to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and find out the truth."

"Where did you put all the things left behind by the Qing Dynasty?"

Chen Zhan was very curious about the martial arts left behind by the Qing court, but this old eunuch probably only had martial arts skills and no treasures. The old witch must have taken valuables with her when she fled, and this old eunuch couldn't have taken much money by himself.

Moreover, if he had plenty of money, he wouldn't need to use the Golden Pavilion to amass wealth.

"You want the cultivation technique I have? Hehe, giving it to you is fine, but you have to let me die knowing why!"

Knowing he was doomed, Chen Zhan would not let him go.

"Fine, you keep saying you want to follow your own path, thinking that you're not doing it for the Qing Dynasty or for your country, but only for yourself. But have you ever thought that you can also follow your own path in the martial arts world?"

“If you follow the path of your predecessors and imitate them blindly, you can at most improve to the level of Yang Luchan. But even Yang Luchan could not escape birth, aging, sickness, and death, and was poisoned and assassinated.” Chen Zhan was becoming more and more certain that although he had not yet created a path of martial arts, it was already taking shape.

The four realms of Ming, An, Hua, and Dan all involve cultivating muscles, bones, skin, internal organs, and bone marrow.

There are limits to everything.

This is why even masters of the Elixir Realm cannot escape birth, aging, sickness, and death; many die at the age of eighty or ninety.

Even when the White Tiger is subdued and the spirit appears in the void, it can lock in all the essence and energy, preventing any leakage.

But that's under normal circumstances.

One must not engage in combat, at least not with those of equal skill level; otherwise, one will lose control of one's vital energy and spirit, and with each loss, one's lifespan will be shortened.

This is why grandmasters rarely take action in their later years.

The three great masters, Li Shuwen, Li Jinglin, and Sun Lutang, are still alive, but they retired from public life around the age of sixty or seventy and rarely concern themselves with the affairs of the martial arts world.

Otherwise, if someone comes to challenge us, should we accept or not?
"You mean, you've already forged your own path?" The old eunuch was even more astonished than when Chen Zhan had almost beaten him to death.

All he could think about was reaching the level of 'Subduing the White Tiger,' which would extend his lifespan by several decades.
I never thought of not following the path that others had taken.

He didn't have that mindset, nor did he have Chen Zhan's unique advantages.

"It's not quite there yet, but it's already taking shape. You should have felt it just now."

"Good old man, I died without regret. Alas, if I had known this would happen, why would I have made an enemy of you? What is the Golden Pavilion? What is that wealth? Compared to lifespan, compared to the pinnacle of martial arts, it is not worth mentioning."

"The things taken from the palace are all stored in Guiyuan Cave on the western ridge of the Yanshan Mountains. It is a remote place, and I hope you can find them."

After the old eunuch finished speaking, he actually severed his own heart meridian and bit off his tongue to commit suicide.

Chen Zhan's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He picked up the body, walked into the yard, and saw that the house was collapsed and the yard was a mess.

After thinking for a moment, he found a flint and set the house on fire.

A raging fire broke out.

Fire shot into the sky.

Chen Zhan threw the long-dead saintess's corpse, the black snake, and even the old eunuch into the fire.

"Ah~!!"

"Chen Zhan, you're fucking vicious! I've already told you everything, and you still won't spare my life!"

"You deserve to die! I really want to take you with me!"

The flames exploded.

Several balls of flame rushed towards Chen Zhan, and a fire-man soared into the air, about to rush out of the courtyard before even landing.

Chen Zhan dodged the fireball in an instant, his feet shook, and he flew over, delivering a kick in mid-air!
The old eunuch's legs snapped with a crack.

"Pfft~!"

He fell into the fire again, this time only able to scream in agony, unable to move.

This terrifying vitality can only be possessed by masters who have reached the Dantian stage.

From having his hand broken at the beginning to having his internal organs crushed later, he endured countless fatal injuries and still didn't die.

Chen Zhan laughed and said, "The Holy Mother Huanglian is the ancestor of magic tricks. She should also know that if you hunt geese all day long, sooner or later the geese will peck out your eyes."

The old eunuch's ability to feign death was truly remarkable; his heartbeat, breathing, and blood flow all completely stopped.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's really dead.

He couldn't tell either, but whether he was dead or alive, it didn't matter if he destroyed the body and covered up the evidence. The old eunuch thought that he had said these things before he died and expressed his admiration, so Chen Zhan would give him a proper burial and give him a glimmer of hope.

The roaring stopped quickly.

The flames, however, did not burn out anytime soon. Suddenly, it started to rain, which quickly turned from a light drizzle into a torrential downpour.

The flames began to die down.

However, it had already burned almost completely, and the body had turned to ashes.

The rain poured down, and as the raindrops pattered on his body, Chen Zhan suddenly felt a stab in his heart, and immediately sensed a shadowy gaze upon him.

The divine intent swept over, but then vanished.

Hmm? His intuition was right; there was definitely someone spying on him just a moment ago, and it wasn't an ordinary person.

No, the opponent was a master, and must have been very far away, so my divine sense couldn't detect their exact location. Just now, the opponent had murderous intent, and that's when I suddenly felt a stab in my heart.

His gaze shifted to the east.

Chen Zhan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

A thousand meters away, the man dressed in black turned and ran, not daring to stop for a moment.

(End of this chapter)