Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

In the distance, a figure carrying a burlap sack was walking briskly toward them.

The two took two steps back and slipped into the darkness.

"Father-in-law, that physician Shen Han was able to kill Du Chong and Cao Lin, so his cultivation must have reached the Flesh Refinement stage. He should not be underestimated."

Peng Hanshan lowered his voice.

Zhuge Yan said coldly, "The fact that a mere doctor can improve his strength so quickly proves that the brick was of extraordinary use. Tonight is his death day!"

As for his cultivation level, Hanshan, you don't need to worry.

As the third leader of Black Wind Stronghold, I broke through the flesh-refining stage ten years ago, and now I am even halfway to the tendon-refining stage.

With my son-in-law and I working together, I doubt he can cause any trouble.

"Father-in-law, how about..."

"Hanshan, please speak your mind."

Zhuge Yan patted Peng Hanshan on the shoulder.

A glint of malice flashed in Peng Hanshan's eyes. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the approaching figure: "Father-in-law, to be absolutely certain, why don't we use him to lure Shen Han out?"

"Hehe, as expected of my son-in-law, interesting."

My father-in-law once said, "A man who isn't ruthless isn't a true man!"

"Well said. This passerby is unlucky. Let's break his legs first, then dump him at the entrance of the courtyard. We'll take advantage of Shen Han's treatment to kill him in one fell swoop."

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

After saying that, the two of them suddenly appeared in front of the figure with a swagger.

The moonlight was dim, and the alleyway was dark.

Peng Hanshan blocked the figure's path: "Brother, wait a minute, I need to borrow your legs for a bit."

"That's not a good idea..."

The figure was Shen Han, carrying the venison.

With a single glance, Shen Han recognized the person in front of him as none other than the top disciple of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School!

Sure enough, they came knocking... He immediately began to secretly gather his strength.

"Heh, young man, I'm sorry, you have no choice."

Zhuge Yan grinned maliciously from the side.

Shen Han remained calm: "What are your preparations?"

Peng Hanshan clenched his fist: "Beat you up, then help us distract one person."

"Who?"

"It won't hurt to tell you, the owner of that little courtyard."

Peng Hanshan gestured towards the small courtyard with his lip.

Shen Han said calmly, "You're talking about Doctor Shen, aren't you? I happen to know him. What grudge does he have against you?"

"You actually know that doctor?"

Zhuge Yan shouted, "That's even better! That doctor certainly won't leave someone to die! Hanshan, go! Break this man's arms and legs, and make him mute!"

"Yes, father-in-law!"

Peng Hanshan leaped forward and pounced on Shen Han.

Shen Han immediately dodged.

"You still dare to run?"

Peng Hanshan got even more excited.

His right fist bulged with veins, and his fist drew an arc in the air as it struck straight at Shen Han. It was the signature martial art of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School, the Furious Dragon Divine Fist.

"This person is not as good as me..." Shen Han immediately came to the conclusion.

Judging from this punch alone, whether it's power or speed, this senior brother is inferior to me!

Having made up his mind, Shen Han put down the bundle containing the venison, used the same fist technique as Peng Hanshan with his left hand, and went to meet him.

Bang!

The two fists collided solidly, causing their bones and flesh to tremble.

Tap tap tap tap!

Peng Hanshan took four steps back until he leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the alley before he could stand firm.

"You, you..."

His hands trembled, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Zhuge Yan, who was standing to the side, was also stunned, completely not expecting such a thing to happen.

"You seem to have gone a bit too far..."

Shen Han remained as steady as Mount Tai. At this moment, he possessed a strength of 2,500 jin, making it no doubt that he could crush Peng Hanshan.

Peng Hanshan couldn't believe it: "You...how do you know the secret techniques of my Iron Fist Martial Arts School?"

"That's easy, someone stole it from your martial arts gym."

"Who exactly are you?"

"Heh, you two have come here so late at night; isn't the person you're looking for me?"

"You are Shen Han!"

Zhuge Yan realized what was happening.

Shen Han snorted, "Not bad!"

Peng Hanshan roared in fury: "You killed Liu Yuan and the night watchman, didn't you?"

"That's not right. It's not that I wanted to kill them, but that they wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to fight back."

"You bastard!"

Peng Hanshan gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, where is that brick?"

Zhuge Yan stroked his beard: "Boy, hand over the bricks now, and I might give you a whole corpse. Otherwise, I'll tear you to pieces!"

"Who are you?"

"Zhuge Yan, the third leader of Black Wind Stronghold."

Shen Han smiled: "So you're from Black Wind Stronghold. May I ask if you know Hu Teng and Kang Zhiwen?"

Zhuge Yan's eyes widened: "You killed them too?"

The Black Wind Stronghold investigated the deaths of Hu Teng and Kang Zhiwen for a long time, but they couldn't find any clues or leads. They never expected that the murderer was right in front of them!

Shen Han coldly said, "They both deserved to die. Let me tell you something else for free: the 'Raging Dragon Fist' manual was stolen by Hu Teng from the Iron Fist Martial Arts School. After I killed him, I just casually learned a bit of it."

"impossible……"

Peng Hanshan's hand bones were still trembling. "It took me six years to barely reach the level of mastery. How could you have mastered the Raging Dragon Divine Fist to perfection in such a short time?"

"Because I have a clone..." Shen Han said, "People, you have to acknowledge the difference in talent."

"It must be the effect of that brick!"

Peng Hanshan was certain of his decision.

If it weren't for the bricks increasing his cultivation speed, Shen Han would never have been able to progress so rapidly.

"father in law……"

He immediately sought help from Zhuge Yan.

Zhuge Yan waved his hand: "Shen Han, did you understand what I just said?"

"I don't want to die."

Shen Han stared at Zhuge Yan and said, word by word.

Zhuge Yan shouted, "Is that so? To be honest, although you are a little stronger than Han Shan, I have been refining my flesh for many years and have already reached the half-step of refining tendons."

You have no chance of winning against me.

If you resist stubbornly, I will make you wish you were dead!

Having said that, he drew a long sword from his waist.

Half-step tendon refining... Shen Han did not hesitate and took out the heavy iron scimitar from the bronze mirror.

"Your scimitar?"

In an instant, Peng Hanshan was dumbfounded. How could he have hidden a knife weighing at least a hundred pounds inside his body?

"Heh heh, looks like you're going to have to fight like a cornered beast!"

Zhuge Yan licked his lips. "Very well, then I'll personally chop off your hands and feet and turn you into a human stump!"

Swish!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhuge Yan charged forward, sword in hand.

That attack power and momentum were far superior to Peng Hanshan's from before.

clang!

Shen Han was not about to surrender easily. He gripped his heavy iron scimitar tightly, held his breath, and clashed head-on with Zhuge Yan's longsword.

In an instant, sparks flew from swords and blades, and the sharp sounds of stabs filled the air. The fierce wind generated by the two fighters also uprooted all the surrounding weeds.

"I didn't realize you had some talent!"

After exchanging more than ten blows, Zhuge Yan felt a slight numbness in the mouth of his hand.

"father in law!"

Peng Hanshan hurriedly said.

He was a little flustered. His father-in-law was the third leader of the Black Wind Stronghold, so why couldn't he win over this doctor?

Suddenly, Zhuge Yan roared, "I'm about to unleash my ultimate move! Shen Han, you deserve to die!"

chap!

The next moment, three sword lights rose up.

Zhuge Yan's longsword suddenly transformed into three sword flowers, all rushing towards Shen Han.

"good!"

Peng Hanshan was overjoyed.

Because the sword flowers came down in a fierce and overwhelming manner, Shen Han had no way to avoid them.