Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"Powerless."

Shen Jue's muscles bulged, and his internal energy surged.

The filth all over his body then dissipated into the air.

It revealed Shen Jue's body, as beautiful as white jade, resembling an ancient Greek sculpture.

Shen Jue had long, flowing hair and exuded an aura that was unlike any human, more like that of a celestial being, a demon, or a ghost.

This scene weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone present.

Shen Jue's memory spun through his mind, and he determined the origins of the people in front of him.

Cao Shaoqin, from the martial arts film "New Dragon Gate Inn", possesses unparalleled external martial arts skills that make him impervious to swords and spears, and his Eagle Claw technique allows his finger strength to pierce through metal and stone.

Qinglong, from the TV series "The World's Number One", is one of the 108 secret agents of the Dragon Guard Manor. He infiltrated the Embroidered Uniform Guard and is a decisive and ruthless character.

Yu Huatian, from the movie "Flying Swords of Dragon Gate", is skilled with a soft sword, which he hides in a jade belt at his waist. When the soft sword is drawn, it is like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

Moreover, his swordsmanship is fast, ruthless, and unpredictable; his movements are as elusive as a ghost; he possesses profound internal strength; and his hidden weapon skills are also exceptional.

Shangguan Haitang, from the TV series "The World's Number One", is the "Number One Xuan" secret agent of the Dragon Guard Manor and the master of the World's Number One Manor.

He was proficient in everything: hidden weapons, mechanisms, light-footed skills, disguise, and medicine.

Shangguan Haitang and Qinglong both belong to the Dragon Guard Manor. These two might be putting on a show for Shen Jue.

But why? His original identity was that of a fugitive. Why would these experts set up a trap and rob him?

Shen Jue only thought about it for a moment before putting it out of his mind.

Whatever conspiracy lies behind this, love, hate, and grudges are irrelevant.

Shen Jue is now very interested in the martial arts of this world.

"He clearly didn't know any martial arts just a few days ago!" Cao Shaoqin said through gritted teeth.

"Why has it changed so much?!"

"Are you even human?!"

"There's no need to dwell on this," Shen Jue said with a faint smile. "Let me appreciate the eunuch's virginity."

Shangguan Haitang looked at Shen Jue with a strange expression.

What does it mean to "appraise a eunuch's virginity"? Isn't there something wrong with that statement?

"cough!"

"Don't be so arrogant, kid!"

"Our family has practiced this 'boy's kung fu' (a type of martial art) for decades!"

"Now you can have a good taste!"

Cao Shaoqin was so angry that he laughed instead and said nothing more.

He took a deep breath, his inner energy boiling, and his crimson python robe billowed without wind.

After fifty years of honing his skills, his internal energy reached its peak, and streams of pure Yang energy flowed from his dantian into his limbs and bones.

With a "crack," the bluestone slabs in the courtyard split and shattered like a spiderweb, centered on his feet.

The innate internal energy cultivated through the Boy's Skill is inexhaustible, circulating endlessly.

With a ripping sound, his robe ripped open on his right arm, revealing a bluish-black arm with bulging muscles like old vines entwining a tree, and a faint metallic sheen on the skin.

This is the innate, physically strong physique that Cao Shaoqin acquired through practicing external martial arts!

It is impervious to swords and blades, and unaffected by water and fire. Even a first-rate martial artist who can release their internal energy cannot break through its defenses!

"die!"

Cao Shaoqin suddenly sprang up and slammed a claw down on his chest.

"Bang!"

The force exploded, but Shen Jue neither retreated nor dodged, letting the claw imprint itself on his chest.

Like being struck by a bronze bell, Cao Shaoqin felt excruciating pain in his five fingers. Before he could recover, his second claw was already at Shen Jue's throat.

"clang!"

Another loud bang!

He transformed into a red shadow, his eagle claws flashing and shadows filling the sky.

In an instant, dozens of deadly moves hit their mark.

Shen Jue remained completely still.

A faint smile graced his face; his jade-like skin was perfectly intact, without even a white mark.

Her long hair was blown backward by the strong wind, each strand flying like ink satin.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Qinglong straightened his waist and abdomen.

Yu Huatian sat up straight, his amber eyes narrowing into slits.

Cao Shaoqin, panting heavily, took three steps back and stared intently at Shen Jue's expressionless face.

His hands were trembling, and every finger bone seemed to be screaming in agony.

"Impossible!" His voice became shrill and distorted.

"Our family's martial arts have reached the Innate Realm; these eagle claws can tear through even an iron wall several meters wide!"

Before he could finish speaking, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

While speaking, he poured all his internal energy into the index and middle fingers of his right hand like a river bursting its banks. His fingertips cut through the air silently, leaving silent white marks in the air!

Cao Shaoqin used the move "Double Dragons Taking the Pearl" to aim straight for Shen Jue's eyes.

This thrust was the culmination of Cao Shaoqin's life's cultivation, so fast that everyone present only saw a blur.

Shen Jue didn't flinch. He opened his eyes wide and leaned forward slightly.

"Snap!"

Cao Shaoqin's two fingers were severed at the base.

Broken bones pierced through the flesh, stark white and erect, with blood gushing out.

Shen Jue blinked, a few drops of blood on his eyeballs, which he casually wiped away with his inner energy.

His eyeballs were smooth as a mirror, without any damage.

"Training the eyeballs horizontally?" Yu Huatian muttered to himself, his hand trembling slightly.

Shen Jue blinked, looked at Cao Shaoqin whose two fingers were severed, and said loudly, "Why is your innate skill almost on par with that of a first-rate martial artist?"

"Where's your internal energy projecting outwards? Let me see."

Cao Shaoqing retreated several steps, smashing through the courtyard wall and arriving outside.

"Gulp!" Cao Shaoqin casually pointed, stopping the bleeding caused by the simultaneous severance of both fingers.

"You demon!"

Shangguan Haitang gasped and explained to Shen Jue, "Brother Shen, that old bastard Cao has already used all his strength."

"His strongest moment, when he cultivates both internal and external strength, is when his internal energy is attached to himself and drives his physically trained body to fight."

"At this time, Cao Shaoqing was able to defeat even a heavily armored cavalry composed of thousands of third-rate martial artists who could split stone tablets."

"I see," Shen Jue nodded.

"Hey you eunuch over there, I've seen you hiding that soft sword in your belt for a long time."

"Pull it out and cut me."

"Let me see what you're made of."

Yu Huatian remained silent, only pursing his lips and reaching out his hand.

His amber eyes gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Yu Huatian stood up and lightly tapped the hidden clasp of his jade belt with his five fingers.

A faint, sharp sword cry pierced the night sky.

The soft sword is drawn.

The sword was as thin as a cicada's wing and no wider than two fingers. When it was drawn from its sheath, it was like a silver snake shaking its scales, drawing an arc of light in the air.

Yu Huatian turned his wrist slightly, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground, the blade trembling incessantly, emitting a faint hum.

The next moment, Yu Huatian's internal energy surged forth like a burst dam, pouring down along the sword!

Where the sword tip pointed, a thin crack appeared in the bluestone ground with a hiss!

The crack, which was initially no thicker than a hair, burst open in an instant into a ravine several feet wide, with pebbles flying like rain!

A storm of sword energy suddenly arose!

The sword energy transformed into a whirlwind, carrying away broken stones and wood, sweeping across the entire martial arts school like a tornado!

The courtyard wall collapsed with a roar, the pillars snapped in half, and the roof tiles were swept into the air and shredded into dust in the vortex of sword energy!

Within a radius of tens of meters, everything was twisted and shattered by the sword wind, even the moonlight was shattered into pieces!

Shangguan Haitang and Qinglong unleashed their inner strength, forcefully blocking the aftershocks of the sword energy storm.

The martial arts school master let out a strange cry and was thrown more than a hundred meters away by Shangguan Haitang's internal force.

A storm of sword energy surged towards Shen Jue!