The Martial Saint of Humanity, I Have Transformed Low-Level Martial Arts Into Immortal Martial Arts - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Gang Master of the Dragon Spring Gang! Thunderous Roars!

The woman in blue grimaced in pain, blood spilling from her mouth, her heart filled with bitterness and fear. She couldn’t fathom how, despite being a fellow Transforming Tendon martial artist, there could be such a vast gap in strength.

Su Hao merely glanced at Yuan Feng, who instinctively stumbled backward, terrified of suffering the same severe injuries as the others.

Zhang Yuquan’s lips twitched slightly; this group of Transforming Tendon martial artists were elders of the Dragon Spring Gang, loyal subordinates to him. With a greater number on their side, those who survived were wounded while the others were dead.

“This person’s strength… is definitely not inferior to mine! Damn it… How deep is Wen Tailai’s concealment?” Zhang Yuquan gritted his teeth, realizing it wasn’t that his Dragon Spring Gang experts were weak, but rather that ‘Wen Tailai’ was far too strong! Even joined forces, they were utterly crushed in an instant!

“Mr. Wen, please stop! I kindly invited you here; why resort to violence?”

Zhang Yuquan managed to suppress his complex emotions and shouted at that moment.

Su Hao turned his gaze toward Zhang Yuquan, his expression cold: “A kind invitation? I have no enmity with you, yet you sent people to follow me and set up a Hongmen Banquet to deliberately provoke me. Is that what you call a kind invitation?”

As the Deputy Gang Master of the Dragon Spring Gang, Zhang Yuquan naturally had thick skin. He cleared his throat and said, “That was just a joke, Mr. Wen. You seek the Transforming Tendon Elixir formula; it’s not with me, but I can have someone fetch it right away and present it to you. Let’s resolve our misunderstanding, shall we?”

Zhang Yuquan’s shamelessness knew no bounds. Even after both parties had already exchanged blows and shed blood, he claimed it was a joke and a misunderstanding, willing to offer the Transforming Tendon Elixir formula to dissolve the misunderstanding.

However, Zhang Yuquan hadn’t come here with the intention of genuinely trading with Su Hao, so he hadn’t brought the formula with him at all.

“Are you joking?””You’ve already drawn blood and still want to negotiate? I want the elixir formula, and I also want your life!”

A layer of gloom hung over Su Hao’s face; he had no intention of letting Zhang Yuquan off the hook. He strode towards Zhang Yuquan, each step exuding a heavy sense of oppression.

“You’ve gone too far!”

Zhang Yuquan’s expression turned grim. He suppressed his previous forced smile and replaced it with a murderous intent, his eyes glinting with a cold light.

As the Deputy Gang Master of the Dragon Spring Gang, Zhang Yuquan was not only meticulous in his thinking, but his martial arts skills were also second only to the Gang Master. Within the realm of Transforming Tendon, he was equally hard to find an opponent, and he didn’t want to clash with the inscrutable Su Hao.

However, knowing that further words would be futile, Zhang Yuquan realized he had no choice but to fight with all his might!

“Boom!”

Zhang Yuquan suddenly moved, choosing to strike first. A dark jade hue surged from the palm of his hand, spreading out to envelop his hand and forearm, transforming his entire arm below the elbow into a shade of black jade.

“Poison Jade Hand!”

Zhang Yuquan’s right palm slammed out fiercely, and this powerful strike compressed the air into a wall, ruthlessly pressing toward Su Hao, while an overwhelming and dizzying aura mingled within the air.

Whoosh!

Su Hao also faced him with a palm technique, using Soft Cloud Palm in conjunction with Heavy Mountain Fist. He thrust out a seemingly soft palm that contained a strength force as heavy as a mountain, rising like wind and clouds.

“Bang!”

The palms clashed, and after a brief silence, the astonishing sound of an explosion erupted. The entire spacious ninth-floor hall shook violently, a gale tore through, shattering nearby tables and chairs, sending wooden splinters flying.

A lavish spread of dishes and drinks on a wooden table turned into a mushy mess.

The entire hall felt as if it had been ravaged by a howling wind!

“Hmm?”

Su Hao was slightly surprised. At the moment of contact with Zhang Yuquan, he sensed a sinister force from Zhang Yuquan’s palm drilling into his body, aiming to damage his meridian and bones.

Poison Jade Hand—an initiated martial art that Zhang Yuquan specialized in—allowed his hands to turn into a jade-like color, capable of clashing with blades and swords, and carried a potent toxin capable of killing fierce beasts like lions and tigers. In close combat, one would inevitably fall prey to it.

However, Su Hao simply shifted his thoughts slightly, and a terrifying force surged through his body, dissipating the trace of poison energy into nothingness.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Without hesitation, Su Hao unleashed a storm of punches and palms toward Zhang Yuquan, each strike as heavy as thousands of pounds, capable of smashing through walls of copper and iron.

Zhang Yuquan reacted swiftly, his dark jade-colored palm blocking from the left and warding off from the right. Each palm and punch he delivered was equally powerful!

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The sound of collisions echoed continuously, with each impact accompanied by a deafening explosion.

“What’s that noise? Is there an earthquake?”

“It’s coming from above!”

The entire Spring Moon House could feel the commotion caused by the clash between the two on the roof; the music and dancing stopped, and everyone inside looked up at the ceiling, their faces filled with horror.

To them, the vibrations came from above, as if two massive beasts were fighting it out on the rooftop.

“Damn it… Is this Wen Tailai a monster? I’ve already used Tendon Strength, several times amplifying my strength into ‘Poison Jade Force.’ I’ve collided dozens of times; even an elephant should’ve been poisoned by now, yet he seems unaffected!”

Zhang Yuquan’s expression was grave. Being a warrior of the third level of Transforming Tendon with ‘Jade Tendon,’ his casual strikes were nearly as fast as thunder, and his efficiency in unleashing strength far surpassed that of first or second-level warriors by several times.

But despite this, his Poison Jade Hand had failed to inflict even the slightest injury on Su Hao.

Zhang Yuquan didn’t know how terrifying Su Hao’s strength was; his feeble poison energy was effortlessly neutralized by Su Hao!

What left Zhang Yuquan feeling dizzy was the sheer intricacy and variety of Su Hao’s techniques. At times soft, at times fierce, alternating between quick and slow, and even combining multiple changes, Zhang Yuquan found himself under immense pressure after only a brief exchange, as if he had fallen into a swamp, struggling to escape, with the risk of a single misstep leading to a fate without a burial site.

“If I were to use Melting Gold Hand…””I can smash both of Zhang Yuquan’s hands directly!” Su Hao thought to himself, but in reality, he was holding back and did not use the invincible Melting Gold Hand. This martial art originated from the Forging Weaponry Workshop, and if he showcased it here, someone might detect the secrets, undoubtedly putting the workshop in danger!

Even so, Su Hao utilized multiple intertwined entry-level martial arts, combined with his powerful physique, which was enough to fully suppress Zhang Yuquan and force him into a desperate situation.

“Shatter Jade!” Zhang Yuquan gritted his teeth fiercely, an expression of determination on his face as the prominent veins in his body tensed and bulged as if they were about to burst. His breath surged rapidly. This was Zhang Yuquan’s desperate trump card, channeling all his potential to unleash a super-limited strike. However, this blow would also damage his muscles, meridians, and bones, a killing move he could only use when pushed to the brink.

Now that it had come to this, Zhang Yuquan had no choice but to exert all his strength and make a desperate effort, hoping that this one strike could kill Su Hao or severely injure him. His dark jade-colored palm seemed to be enveloped in a black mist, cold and terrifying!

Void Breaking Divine Fist! Faced with Zhang Yuquan’s life-risking strike, Su Hao did not underestimate it. He clenched his five fingers tightly, drawing in a massive amount of air, merging it with a wave of strength, transforming it into a formidable punch capable of striking through the air!

Su Hao’s punch was restrained; he did not use Astral Strength because he still wanted Zhang Yuquan’s secret medicine formula and planned to capture him alive first. Nonetheless, this punch was extraordinarily powerful, its might compressing the air into a wall of force that rolled forward. In the face of this punch, even someone like Shi Tieshan, a Transforming Tendon martial artist, would find it difficult to breathe, resigned to accept their fate.

The clash of the two absolute forces would surely create a shocking scene! However, at the moment of impact, a figure suddenly darted forward, interposing itself between the two. It was a man dressed in plain cloth.

For two top masters to unleash such a powerful strike and someone to dare to step in the middle was outright seeking death; being reduced to mere bones would not even be surprising!

Yet, this man in cloth extended both hands, facing the fearsome punches and palms on either side. Surprisingly, he did not suffer the catastrophic injuries one might expect; the two forces collided within his body and began to neutralize each other!

As the forces canceled each other out, the man in cloth shifted his intention, redirecting the force within him to spill outward to the sides.

“Boom!” The precious ground on the side cracked and shattered, the columns supporting the ceiling splintered, and massive amounts of wood and shards of porcelain were swept up, torn to pieces.

When everything settled down, the Man in Cloth stood with his clothes fluttering, yet he was unscathed!