The Martial Saint of Humanity, I Have Transformed Low-Level Martial Arts Into Immortal Martial Arts - Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Blood Guiding Divine Needle! Peak Combat Power!

As the saying goes, two fists can hardly contend with four hands, let alone face two Martial Artists at the Transforming Tendon level.

Martial Artists who reach the Transforming Tendon level nearly all possess unique skills and are not to be underestimated!

Both the Blood Daoist and Jin Bupo are exceptional in their own right; the former practices Demon Art, employing sinister and unpredictable tactics that are hard to guard against, while the latter hails from a prestigious background and serves as the Chiliarch of the Black Deer Army. Together, they can take down foes that they could not defeat individually!

“Even Lord Jin has to team up to face such a strong enemy?”

Those surviving members of the Black Deer Army were shocked in their hearts.

Not long ago, Wen Tailai’s Blade Catcher was just an unknown figure, yet he possessed unfathomable power and managed to suppress Jin Bupo in direct confrontation, making it clear that only by cooperating with the Blood Daoist could they have a chance to claim victory!

Jin Bupo had pushed his physical abilities to their peak; having undergone the Transformation Strength for the second time, his tendons were as strong as copper and iron, far surpassing the strength of a novice Transforming Tendon Martial Artist. This enabled him to unleash his strength force even more fiercely, causing the faint golden hue surrounding his skin to deepen and subtly take on the outline of a large bell, exuding a rich aura.

“Kill!”

With a flash of movement, he stomped the ground, accompanied by a thunderous roar. Jin Bupo approached Su Hao, wielding his heavy battle knife, its cold glimmer flashing as it emitted the sounds of Gold Spear and Iron Horse.

He was like an invincible general storming across the battlefield, unstoppable.

This was another lower-grade Martial Art technique of knifesmanship that Jin Bupo had learned, complemented by his perfected Golden Bell Cover, enabling him to fight his way through a thousand-person battle!

Meanwhile, the Blood Daoist flickered through the shadows, trailing a series of blood-colored afterimages as he crept up on Su Hao from behind, withdrawing a whisk from his lower back. However, this whisk was not made of animal hair but rather a collection of metallic threads of an unknown material.

“Whoosh!”

The Blood Daoist swung the whisk, and under the infusion of his strength force, the threads straightened out like sharp arrows, shooting towards Su Hao from behind.

The two Transforming Tendon experts, one in front and one behind, charged at Su Hao, each with their unique moves.

Su Hao remained vigilant, having already activated his Melting Gold Hand. His palms radiated a metallic gleam and emitted a scorching energy as he punched towards the battle knife while his right hand formed a palm to grasp the incoming whisk.

“Clang!”

With a powerful punch, he struck the battle knife imbued with the aura of the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood. The pleasing sound of metal clanging erupted, causing a painful sensation in the eardrums.

The blade hummed and trembled, sparks flying, yet the sharp blade couldn’t harm Su Hao’s flesh of his fist in the slightest! The Melting Gold Hand, a lower-grade martial art and a closely-guarded secret of the Forging Weaponry Workshop, could train one’s hands to be as hard as iron, withstanding Divine Weapons. Su Hao had already perfected it to the Perfection Realm, able to clash against blades with full force!

With his left hand, Su Hao splayed his fingers and precisely gripped the incoming whisk.

“Huh?”

Su Hao was somewhat surprised to see the thin threads of the whisk elongate as if they were alive, climbing up his arm and restraining his movements! They were incredibly flexible, and despite Su Hao’s strength, he couldn’t break free.

“Blood Guiding Needle!”

The Blood Daoist’s eyes flashed red. He open-palmed, and blood-colored needles materialized between his fingers. These needles weren’t metallic; they were composed of his own vital blood, vividly red and translucent, with a strong iron-like scent. Each blood-colored needle would cost the Blood Daoist a portion of his vital blood—a killing move with extraordinary might.

Upon closer inspection, the surface of these needles shimmered with a faint blood light. If injected into a body, the result would surely be as disastrous as those Martial Artists the Blood Daoist had turned into Human Bombs—without a grave to call their own!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Blood Daoist raised his hand, and the rain-like blood needles shot towards Su Hao’s back, a surprise attack from such a short distance that even Su Hao couldn’t evade.

“Diamond Drill!”

Meanwhile, Jin Bupo, whose battle knife was intercepted, swung his left arm. The veins on his arm bulged as his five fingers formed into a drill, glowing faintly golden, resembling an iron drill as it pierced toward Su Hao’s chest!

This was what it meant for two fists to struggle against four hands—when facing multiple enemies, it was easy to neglect one side or the other.

Iron Shirt. Perfection Realm!

A cold light flickered in Su Hao’s eyes as he faced this unavoidable attack from the two masters uniting. The energy within him circulated, and his robes moved as if stirred by an unseen wind.

Jin Bupo’s fist struck Su Hao’s chest first, the force gathered with incredible might, capable of denting even iron armor, shaking bones and sinews!

“Clang!”

The punch capable of piercing gold and drilling through iron landed on Su Hao’s chest, producing a crisp sound like metal clashing. Su Hao stood firm, his legs swaying slightly, yet he managed to withstand the full force of that punch. The ground beneath him, however, tore apart fiercely, massive cracks emerging to testify to the weight of Jin Bupo’s attack.

“Is this… External Exercise Hard Skill? To withstand my ‘Diamond Drill’… This External Exercise Hard Skill is definitely on par with mine?” Jin Bupo’s lips twitched slightly, his mind struggling to comprehend.

To endure such a devastating blow from his extreme burst of power without any injury was comparable to his Golden Bell Cover in terms of External Exercise Hard Skill!

It was important to note that Jin Bupo had remarkable bone structure and an exceptional physique. He had practiced the Golden Bell Cover for decades and only raised it to the Perfection Realm a few years ago, making it extremely difficult for opponents of the same level to break through.

Yet Su Hao not only mastered Core Strength but also possessed External Exercise Hard Skill that was equal to his own?

The shift in the battle did not pause for Jin Bupo’s shock, as the Blood Daoist’s blood-colored needles, condensed from his essence, had already fallen onto Su Hao’s back.

“Puff! Puff! Puff!”

However, the needles could not penetrate Su Hao’s seemingly delicate clothing. Although it was just weak fabric, it shone with a metallic luster, proving impervious to blades. When struck, it produced a crisp sound.

“Crackle! Crackle!”

Even the needles compressed from his essence exploded with explosive force comparable to gunpowder blasts, yet Su Hao’s clothing, as hard as iron armor, absorbed the impacts, resulting in no harm to him at all!

The Iron Shirt, derived from Wu Yannian’s External Exercise Hard Skill, had been elevated to the Perfection Realm in Su Hao’s hands within a short time. In terms of defense, Su Hao could rival a Master like Jin Bupo, who specialized in External Exercise Hard Skill!

“Do these two sheep think they can kill a fierce tiger together?”

With the Iron Shirt at the Perfection Realm absorbing the lethal strikes from the two masters, flames seemed to flicker in Su Hao’s eyes. His essence surged rapidly, and the powerful strength within him was unleashed.

Melting Gold Hand!

With all his Core Strength focused into his Melting Gold Hand, Su Hao’s hands burst into a scorching crimson glow, resembling glowing hot branding irons; even from several feet away, the intense heat in the air was palpable!

“Huh? This is bad!”

The Blood Daoist felt a jolt of alarm in his heart as Su Hao’s left hand grasped the fine threads of the Whisk. The blazing heat instantly ignited it, and the fiery energy surged along the Whisk towards him, terrifying him into hurriedly dropping it like a scalding snake, stumbling back in retreat.

Meanwhile, Su Hao’s right hand had already seized the blade of Jin Bupo’s war knife. The intense energy was destroying the metal’s structure, and as Su Hao’s Jade Glass Bones exerted force, he squeezed.

“Crack!”

That war knife, forged from a hundred refined materials at the Level of elite craftsmanship, emitted a sound of unbearable strain, shattering into two sections under Su Hao’s grip!