The Martial Saint of Humanity, I Have Transformed Low-Level Martial Arts Into Immortal Martial Arts - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Blood Bat Devil Art! Top-Tier Forging Bones!

“Too weak… I merely utilized the martial arts I’ve mastered, along with the foundation of Second Forging Bones, and these few Forging Bones Martial Artists have no resistance.” After killing two men, Su Hao thought to himself. With his mastery of ten perfect martial arts techniques and the Second Forging Bones, Su Hao could effortlessly kill ordinary Forging Bones Martial Artists just by applying these skills in conjunction with his own speed and strength!

“Thief!”

Suddenly, the pale-faced leader of the Blood Wind Bandits, Wu Huacheng, erupted with a thunderous reprimand, his powerful voice resonating like thunder, causing pain to the eardrums of those present, clearly built up with immense force! Su Hao couldn’t help but raise his head towards Wu Huacheng’s voice, meeting his gaze directly.

In Su Hao’s view, it seemed as if a piercing red light flashed in Wu Huacheng’s eyes, captivating and soul-stirring, causing Su Hao to momentarily lose his focus.

And in that very instant, Wu Huacheng moved suddenly, his body resembling a blood-red bat, silent as he rushed past, closing the distance to Su Hao in an instant!

“What incredible speed!”

Su Hao felt a hint of surprise; Wu Huacheng was indeed different when he made his move. Being able to escape completely from an Easy Tendon Martial Artist and earn a third-class merit from the yamen was not merely a name without substance—his strength and skills far surpassed those of the other bandits!

Though surprised, Su Hao did not slow his actions. The long knife in his left hand rattled fiercely, akin to a roaring black tiger, carrying a fierce aura as it slashed downwards with full force. Meanwhile, his right hand sent forth a mysterious illusion with the long sword, making it difficult to discern its authenticity, thrusting towards Wu Huacheng’s lower abdomen.

“This Wen Tailai has such a steadfast will; my ‘Bewildering Gaze’ only affected him for a moment?”

Wu Huacheng was secretly astonished; he had just deployed an intimidating technique and, against weaker foes, merely a moment’s distraction would be lethal. However, Su Hao seemed to instinctively respond and strike within that instant, demonstrating exceptional prowess!

Faced with the incoming slashes and thrusts, Wu Huacheng did not dodge, even being unarmed. His long fingers made his hands appear shriveled and emaciated, resembling bat claws, as they reached out directly to grab the blades!

“Clang!”

The blades trembled as Su Hao’s knife and sword were unexpectedly seized by Wu Huacheng’s hands.

“Unarmed, he caught the weapons?”

Su Hao squinted slightly. Martial Artists train in martial arts and refine their physical bodies, but even the most powerful Martial Artists cannot withstand the slashes of blades with their flesh alone; it is extremely difficult to cultivate a body capable of enduring the cutting of metal weapons. Just like elephants or even whales in the sea, despite their massive size, they still cannot resist sword strikes.

Wu Huacheng’s ability to catch the blades with bare hands was truly remarkable!

“Hah!”

Wu Huacheng exhaled forcefully, his blood-colored hands suddenly tightening into a fist. With a loud metallic explosion, the two weapons were crushed and shattered, with metal fragments flying everywhere.

“Blood Fiend Palm!”

As Wu Huacheng crushed the weapons, his eyes glowed with a blood-red light. He unleashed a right palm strike that was as fast as lightning, with blood-colored energy visible between his palms, creating a sinister aura that resembled a rain of blood and wind, making those who sensed it feel dizzy!

“Vajra Fist!”

Su Hao discarded the broken weapons in his hands. He didn’t dodge or retreat; instead, he charged forward with unmatched ferocity, executing a straightforward and unadorned punch that struck like a furious Vajra, exuding an extraordinary aura.

“Boom!”

As the fist and palm collided, an earth-shaking thunderous sound erupted at the moment of impact, releasing a deafening explosion. The ground beneath them shook violently, cracking open like a spider’s web, while shockwaves scattered debris like bullets in all directions!

“Is this the fierce battle between top-tier Forging Bone Stage Martial Artists?”

The members of the Liu Family instinctively recoiled in shock, their eyes wide open, filled with terror as they watched the scene unfold. The two most elite Martial Artists in the Forging Bone Stage were clashing head-on like two colossal beasts colliding, producing a terrifying power that seemed beyond what mere flesh could generate!

Su Hao felt a slight surprise; at the moment of collision, he could sense a soft, cold force emerging from Wu Huacheng’s palm, attempting to invade his body directly and damage his meridians!

The Blood Fiend Palm Wu Huacheng executed was a companion technique to the demonic martial art he practiced, and the ‘Blood Fiend’ energy unleashed could tear apart a person’s muscles and meridians, proving to be extremely venomous.

However, Su Hao remained composed despite the shock. The surging strength around him flowed like water, neutralizing the force of the palm strike as it approached.

“Hmm? Is this Transformation Strength?”

Wu Huacheng’s brow furrowed; he felt as though his palm had struck a large tree or a deep pool of water. Part of his energy was diverted and neutralized, failing to harm Su Hao in the slightest. Having seen much in his life, he quickly judged that this was indeed Transformation Strength!

It takes three rounds of body tempering and refining strength to cultivate Transformation Strength. The refining strength relies on comprehension and talent; if one cannot learn it, then they simply cannot learn it. The man before me, Wen Tailai, looks to be no more than in his early thirties, but his talent and comprehension are clearly exceptional.

“Kill!”

But then, Wu Huacheng let out a fierce shout, pushing his blood energy to its peak. His figure flickered, leaving behind a bloody shadow, as he split into two, simultaneously launching heavy punches and palm strikes from different angles towards Su Hao. Each strike contained the ‘Blood Fiend’ energy, cold and bone-chilling!

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Faced with Wu Huacheng’s ferocious assault, Su Hao responded with fists, palms, and kicks, executing a seamless blend of punches, kicks, and palm techniques. The air reverberated with the sounds of explosions.

With every collision between them, their energy surged, shaking the ground violently.

“My brother practices the ‘Blood Bat Devil Art,’ which is almost equivalent to Initiated Level martial arts. Ordinarily, he should sweep through opponents of the same level, yet he cannot bring down this Wen Tailai?”

The other two remaining bandits, watching the battle unfold, were inwardly astonished.

Wu Huacheng practiced a demonic martial art, which had significant side effects, even altering one’s mentality to become ruthless and cold-blooded; he had to regularly consume human blood.

Correspondingly, this Blood Bat Devil Art was also very comprehensive, including supplementary body techniques, claw techniques, and more, all on par with Initiated Level martial arts. Over the years, Wu Huacheng had killed countless foes and raised his skill level to greatness, normally crushing opponents of the same level in battle!

Yet, against this Blade Catcher, Wen Tailai, he was unable to achieve victory for a long time!

Moreover, this Wen Tailai seemed to have no weaknesses or openings. Whether it was sword techniques, knife techniques, or punches, kicks, and body movements, he possessed skills that far surpassed ordinary standards. It was unimaginable how someone of such a young age managed to master so many martial arts to such profound levels!

“This Wen Tailai has mastered multiple martial arts, all with remarkable proficiency, and has also cultivated Transformation Strength. My Blood Fiend Palm can tear apart a person’s muscles and meridians, yet he can neutralize and dissipate it with Transformation Strength. To kill him… I will have to use all my strength!”

Wu Huacheng’s eyes shimmered with a cold light, accompanied by a hint of savagery. He understood that this Blade Catcher was extraordinary; it spurred his killing intent and ferocity, fueling his desire to tear this person apart, in order to release the pent-up rage within him!