The Martial Saint of Humanity, I Have Transformed Low-Level Martial Arts Into Immortal Martial Arts - Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Tiger and the Flock of Sheep! Techniques that Astonish All!

Zhang Yuquan’s expression darkened fearfully. He vaguely suspected that Wen Tailai was neither naive nor foolish; rather, he was confident in his own strength to attend the banquet, fully aware of the dangers awaiting him.

Zhang Yuquan felt a strange pang of regret in his heart, realizing that he shouldn’t have acted so recklessly, but rather should have devised a more careful plan. However, it was too late for such thoughts; the matter was already at a critical juncture. In this life-and-death situation, he could only spare no effort to slay this ‘Wen Tailai’.

“What are you waiting for? Attack together! Avenge the Third Elder, kill this scoundrel!”

Zhang Yuquan shouted, his voice booming like spring thunder in everyone’s ears.

“Let’s all attack! Get him!”

The remaining elders of the Dragon Spring Gang, their expressions heavy and fierce, felt a chill of resolve. Although they were not confident about defeating Wen Tailai individually, with numbers on their side, they had to ensure that ‘Wen Tailai’ would meet his end here!

“Kill!”

With a sharp command, among the many Transforming Tendon martial artists from the Dragon Spring Gang, the only female warrior drew her long sword from her waist. In her thirties, she was not particularly beautiful, but donned a blue outfit, with a pair of sharp eyebrows and a commanding presence that made one hesitant to meet her gaze.

As the sword was unsheathed, a cold light flickered; on the blade, a visible green sword energy swirled, humming and vibrating, releasing a sharpness that could cut through iron like mud, unleashing a wave of green sword light as she struck down!

Clang clang clang!

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out as a tall man with iron rings on his arms utilized his strength. The rings clashed together, building and transmitting force within. When he reached his peak, he threw a punch that even ripped the air apart with a thunderous sound, showcasing extraordinary power!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A roaring wind surged, accompanied by a whistling sound. Upon closer inspection, the rush was not from the wind but from a flurry of knife shadows dashing like a storm. A swordsman clad in purple wielded blades in both hands, striking and slashing between the knife moves, creating dense shadows of the knives. It felt as if a sucking force was generated; the concentrated knife shadows threatened to pull everything around them in, even tables and chairs half a yard away were drawn in and shredded to pieces.

All three of them were high-ranking members of the Dragon Spring Gang, the three formidable Transforming Tendon martial artists attacking with all their might, creating a scene that instilled fear and anxiety. Their common target was Su Hao!

The three masters understood all too well that the strength of the ‘Wen Tailai’ before them was unfathomable, and they could not afford to be careless or hold back in any way; they unleashed their full power and lethal techniques from the very beginning, determined to kill him in a short time!

The attacks from the three of them nearly sealed off all avenues for Su Hao to evade, but he had no need to dodge!

Iron Shirt. Perfection Realm!

Su Hao’s robe fluttered without wind, puffing out from an invisible force. The fabric shimmered with a metallic luster, and resonant sounds echoed from the friction.

In the next moment, the sword energy swirling around the long sword, the dual daggers weaving together like a storm, and the heavy punch wrapped in iron rings all descended upon Su Hao’s body almost simultaneously!

“Clang!”

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, and a flicker of astonishment appeared in the fierce eyes of the woman in blue. Her sword, which could cut through iron like mud, struck Su Hao’s chest but could not pierce through his flesh even a little. In fact, due to the force, the sword blade remained taut, leading one to suspect that there was an indestructible armor beneath Su Hao’s clothing!

“Clang! Clang!”

The sword techniques of the purple-clad swordsman followed, generating layers of knife shadows as the dual daggers slashed against Su Hao’s waist and back. Yet, they also failed to cleave him in half; the fabric of his clothing, shimmering as it did, proved even more durable than iron armor, impervious to blades.

“Bang!”

The tall man with iron rings delivered a heavy punch, stacked with force, to Su Hao’s ribs, producing a dull sound, yet it was not enough to budge him even a step.

“This is… External Exercise Hard Skill? How is it possible for him to withstand a combined attack from the three of us? Could it be Middle Grade martial art?”

The three were equally shaken, looking at Su Hao who stood firm before them, a chill rising in their hearts. They had encountered martial artists skilled in External Exercise Hard Skills before, but to withstand the combined strike of three Transforming Tendon masters unscathed? This exceeded their imagination, even leading them to doubt that the External Exercise Hard Skill Su Hao practiced was a Middle Grade martial art, one that could hardly be found in the entire Evergreen County!

They certainly did not realize that it was not Su Hao’s Iron Shirt that was so mystical, but rather his solid foundation in martial arts and abundant strength. With the same martial art technique in his hands, he could unleash a power far beyond that of others!

Even without using Iron Shirt, Su Hao could condense and radiate his Astral Strength, forming a protective force that deflected blades and spears.

With Iron Shirt withstanding all the deadly combat techniques, Su Hao seized the moment to launch a counterattack.

Vajra Fist! Soft Cloud Palm! Tan Leg Technique!

In an instant, Su Hao’s body twisted; his left fist, filled with overwhelming and unparalleled might, struck toward the tall man, while his right palm pushed forward, unleashing layers of soft yet strong palm energy that surged and pressed toward the purple-clad swordsman.

Using his left foot as a pivot, his right leg shot forward like an arrow, executing a whip-like strike that aimed at the woman in blue!

Dividing his focus among different techniques was no challenge for someone as perceptive and gifted as Su Hao. In the blink of an eye, he launched three different martial arts against the three Transforming Tendon martial artists.

The martial arts he employed were merely Basic Martial Arts that were considered Uninitiated, but when executed by him, they turned into unique lethal strikes that no one could easily counter!

“Ah!”

The tall man, facing the incoming palm energy, roared in anger as he made a sudden move, his muscles taut and strained, the iron rings around his arms clanging noisily. Strength surged and transferred through layers, meeting Su Hao’s Vajra Fist head-on!

“Bang!!”

The fists collided. The two overwhelming forces clashed, and the tall man felt that Su Hao’s punch was not of flesh and blood, but like an enraged diamond, shattering the concentrated strength he had cultivated in an instant!

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

The bones in the tall man’s arms made cracking sounds, with bone fragments piercing through flesh. The iron rings he wore shattered, flying off in all directions, while his body was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing the tables and chairs in the hall, blood gushing from his mouth.

“Slap!”

The woman in blue, faced with Su Hao’s lightning-fast kick, could only retreat rapidly, using her left arm to block downward, but she still couldn’t evade Su Hao’s kick. A sharp pain shot through her abdomen, feeling as if her organs were about to rupture, and she crashed into a pillar supporting the ceiling, shattering it!

The purple-clad swordsman was just as alarmed. Confronting Su Hao’s palm strike, which seemed to stir up clouds and mist, he wildly swung his dual daggers, hoping to shred the palm energy and turn it to nothingness.

“Bang!”

Yet he only felt Su Hao’s palm strike unyielding and relentless, like a mountain crying out and a sea roaring, soft yet firm, completely beyond human capability to block. Pain surged through his body, and he groaned under the unbearable strain, rolling and crashing to the ground, his arms and bones injured, in utter disgrace.

The man in gray, Yuan Feng, specialized in concealing his presence and assassination techniques. He had originally been lying in wait, prepared to find a flaw and deliver a fatal blow to Su Hao!

Yet the outcome was decided in an instant as the three Transforming Tendon martial artists surrounded Su Hao; they were swiftly overpowered, all suffering substantial injuries with just a single exchange!

“How… how could he be this strong?”

Yuan Feng and the other injured Transforming Tendon martial artists experienced their hearts racing, their eyes uncontrollably reflecting shock and fear!

They couldn’t believe that this ‘Wen Tailai’ was strong to such an extent. Compared to him, they seemed to be on entirely different levels!

It was like a group of sheep attacking a ferocious tiger, laughable and oblivious to their own folly!