From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

Chapter 122 Killed in Three Punches!

As Song Qingya’s arrogant and domineering voice rang out, the scene fell silent.

After a long silence, someone spoke in a low voice: "Su Yu killed Sun Shi of the Ironclad Martial Arts School. This is the Ironclad Martial Arts School retaliating!"

"Su Yu is in trouble. Song Qingya is a top-tier expert in the acupoint realm; he's clearly going to get rid of him!"

"The Yang family is probably unlucky to have been implicated by Su Yu. Otherwise, the Qian family wouldn't have been able to hire a master like Song Qingya."

The murmurs and whispers among the crowd made Yang Chongren's expression grow increasingly grim.

By this point, he had come to understand that the Yang family being schemed against by the Qian family and Su Yu being targeted by the Ironclad Martial Arts School were all part of a series of conspiracies.

"Nephew Su, do you still want to go up?" Yang Chongren asked with a touch of sadness, even though he knew that if Su Yu went up now, he would most likely be retaliated against by Song Qingya.

But to let the Yang family admit defeat like this would be tantamount to taking his life!

He still asked the question with some hope, even if it meant seeing Su Yu lose, it would be better than admitting defeat now.

The Yang sisters, Yang Zhen and Yang Ai, had worried expressions on their pretty faces as they came to Su Yu's side, one on each side.

Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Brother Su, you are just a retainer of the Yang family. The Yang family has no right to ask you to participate. You should give up!"

Upon hearing his daughter's words, Yang Chongren trembled, and the light in his eyes dimmed completely. He had originally thought that the girls would beg Su Yu for help.

But then I thought, yeah, why should we send them to their deaths?

"So be it—so be it—" He sighed deeply, closed his eyes bitterly, "It's fate, it's destiny."

He was outmaneuvered by Qian Mushang because of his own poor planning; he has no one to blame but himself.

"Cough cough————"

Just then, a violent coughing sound came from not far away.

Wang Niantan clutched his collapsed chest and struggled to sit up with the help of others. He looked at Su Yu with anxiety in his eyes.

Ironclad Martial Arts School has always been cold-blooded, treating ordinary people like them as less than human. On the contrary, Su Yu, this genius, never looked down on him and always gave him respect.

He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Listen to my advice, don't go up there! Song Qingya—he's already opened the acupoint in his chest! His chest membrane has extremely strong defenses; ordinary swords and blades can hardly hurt him. You can't even break through his defenses head-on; going up there is just suicide!"

Across from him, Liu Hao saw Wang Nian still talking nonsense and his eyes turned cold: "Wang Nian, you traitorous dog, it seems that punch you threw just now wasn't enough!"

At this moment, referee Lu Ping urged, "Yang family, are you still going to fight?"

Yang Chongren sighed deeply again, his energy and spirit instantly waning, and he was about to admit defeat.

However, the next moment, Su Yu calmly walked forward.

"Yang family retainer, Su Yu, please enlighten me."

Su Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.

For a moment, the crowd fell into a brief stunned silence, then burst into a clamor of discussion.

"He's gone mad! He actually went up there!"

"Is this a death wish? Knowing there are tigers in the mountains, they still choose to walk into the tiger's den!"

"Is this the arrogance of a genius? What a pity, too much rigidity leads to breakage. Today, if not one of our prodigies has perished, at least one has been crippled!"

"Hahahaha, Su Yu, I didn't expect you to actually come up here! Fine! I'll kill you myself!" Song Qingya laughed wildly and immediately got into a fighting stance.

Referee Lu Ping also shook his head. He knew Su Yu; he was a squad leader from the Golden Scale Enforcement Team, and they were colleagues. He hadn't expected Su Yu to be so unwise.

"The match begins!"

As soon as referee Lu Ping finished speaking, Song Qingya grinned maliciously, and the bluestone slab beneath his feet shattered with a crash.

"Shattering Gold Fist!"

He didn't bother with testing them at all; he was like a bull in armor, instantly covering a distance of three zhang.

The right arm, gleaming with a bluish-black metallic sheen, accompanied by a low sonic boom, aimed straight for Su Yu's face.

This punch was devoid of any fancy moves, possessing only pure power and a hardness sufficient to shatter monuments and split rocks.

He intended to use this absolute difference in strength to crush Su Yu's head with a single punch, like crushing an ant!

Yang Zhen, sitting in the audience, immediately exclaimed in alarm, "Brother Su, be careful!"

However, faced with this terrifying attack, Su Yu did not retreat but advanced, his eyes gleaming brightly.

"The white ape asks for directions!"

He didn't use the Mo Yuan Blade, but instead clenched his fist and met the attack head-on!

He didn't need the Spirit Ape Demon-Subduing Blade to deal with Song Qingya; he would use the White Ape Fist to beat him to death!

"Bang!!!"

The two iron fists collided violently in mid-air.

A muffled thud that made your teeth ache exploded, and a visible shockwave spread outwards from the two people, kicking up clouds of dust.

The ferocious smile on Song Qingya's face froze instantly.

He felt as if his punch had struck a towering iron mountain, and a recoil force no less powerful than his own swept back up his arm, causing his shoulder blades to ache slightly.

"How is that possible! Your vitality is no weaker than mine?"

His pupils dilated violently. He had achieved perfect acupoints in one go and had been immersed in it for many years. How long had Su Yu only broken through?

"A thunderous collapse!"

Taking advantage of his opponent's shock, Su Yu immediately launched a counterattack. He exerted force with his feet, channeling his qi and blood into his Yongquan acupoint, causing his tendons to snap like a bowstring.

"boom!"

A deep crater was blasted open in the ground; his speed in that instant exceeded the limits of visual perception. Song Qingya only felt a blur before his eyes, and the black figure, like a ghost, bypassed him and appeared in his blind spot on the right.

"Oh no!" Song Qingya exclaimed in alarm, but it was too late to defend herself.

A cold glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes, and the White Ape Fist transformed into a cunning and ruthless strike, stealing the peach with a swift, swift motion!

"Bang!"

The punch landed squarely on Song Qingya's lower back. Even with Iron Armor protecting him, the powerful blow still made Song Qingya tremble all over, and the intense pain made him let out a beast-like roar.

"Ah! Die!"

Driven by excruciating pain, Song Qingya unleashed his ferocity. Instead of creating distance, he disregarded his waist injury and, using the momentum of his turn, lashed out with his left arm like an iron whip, striking Su Yu's completely exposed chest.

This is a lose-lose situation! He's betting that Su Yu's defense is inferior to his!

However, Su Yu neither dodged nor avoided, and his Black Stone Body Tempering Technique was running wildly within his body, with a deep black light shining through his skin!

"Thump!"

When Song Qingya struck Su Yu's chest with his whip, it produced a dull thud like striking leather.

The expected scene of broken bones and torn tendons did not occur. Instead, an extremely powerful counterforce erupted from Su Yu's chest, causing Song Qingya's left arm to go numb and his tiger's mouth to split open!

"What? Front Mirror! You've also broken through the Front Mirror Acupoint!"

At this moment, Song Qingya finally revealed a look of fear.

How is this possible? The martial arts examination has only been over for a short time, and he has already broken through to the Qianjing Tanzhong acupoint!

Moreover, he has cultivated a body-refining technique. Such a powerful defense must be the Black Stone Body-Forging Technique!

You should know that this is a body-forging technique that is even more powerful than the Iron Armor Technique!

"Now that I know, it's too late!"

Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in concentration, Su Yu launched another fierce attack.

"Block and strike!"

He lunged forward, his fists slamming down like heavy hammers.

"Bang!"

This move turned Song Qingya's body into a boiled shrimp, causing him to vomit blood and suffer serious injuries.

Immediately afterwards, Su Yu unleashed a barrage of punches like a whirlwind.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At this moment, Su Yu was like a raging white ape, his violent energy surging forth, each punch filled with the most primal and savage violence!

Song Qingya was like a punching bag, instantly beaten dozens of times by Su Yu, his bones and muscles broke, and he coughed up blood continuously.

"No—I don't believe it—"

Song Qingya's eyes were bloodshot, and he still wanted to make a final struggle.

"Three punches! That'll send you on your way!"

Su Yu's eyes flashed with killing intent. He roared and his blood and qi surged like a river, converging on his right arm.

"Splitting the mountain with its back straight!"

"Snap!"

Su Yu's first punch instantly shattered Song Qingya's desperate block, breaking both of his arms.

Immediately following, the second punch landed heavily on his chest, specifically the Tanzhong acupoint, shattering his already weakened frontal defense.

"Pfft!" Song Qingya's chest collapsed, and he coughed up blood.

"The final punch! A blocking strike!"

Su Yu leaped high into the air, his fist crashing down like a heavy hammer, slamming into Song Qingya's already deformed chest!

"boom-!!!"

Song Qingya's body crashed to the ground, instantly shattering the bluestone slabs into pieces, sending stones flying and raising a cloud of dust.

As the dust settled, Su Yu stood proudly at his feet, while Song Qingya, who had just threatened to cripple Su Yu, now had a caved-in chest, bulging eyes, and was already lifeless.