Chapter 148

The Startling Wind Palm used by Zhu Yang indeed had more momentum and was more overbearing than the one used by Yang Jun.

Coupled with the vigorous true qi of a Qi Gathering Major Success expert, this Startling Wind Palm truly had a bit of the atmosphere of "Startling Wind" within it.

Xu Yang was also moving.

His body suddenly transformed into a black line and rushed out, heading straight to meet Zhu Yang.

Compared to the previous He Dong, he was a bit more serious this time.

His spine, like a great dragon, writhed as if reviving, force poured into his arms, and one could see his arm retract and snap, blasting out like lightning tearing through the air.

"Bang!"

Their palms collided, force scattering, and the ring under their feet vibrated along with it, emitting a startling muffled sound.

If it weren't for the fact that both had true qi protecting their bodies, the clothes on both of them would have been torn apart by the terrifying force of this strike.

"Such vigorous palm strength."

Zhu Yang's whole body shook, feeling as if he had slapped his palm against an iron plate; one palm immediately lost sensation, and many meridians showed cracks.

Looking at Xu Yang again, he seemed to have the same reaction; the first move of their head-on collision was actually evenly matched, and neither retreated.

Zhu Yang's heart sank; this battle would not be easy to fight.

"However, I still have a killer move like the Heart-Destroying Palm, while he only has the Mountain-Shaking Bear Fist. The winning chance is with me."

Xu Yang's expression was steady, and the second move followed closely, his fist like an iron hammer, heading straight for Zhu Yang's Dantian acupoint.

"Die!"

One could see Zhu Yang actually ignoring this punch of his, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth, as he slapped his palm toward Xu Yang's heart.

A strange true qi lay dormant in Zhu Yang's palm, giving Xu Yang an ominous feeling that made his hair stand on end.

"The Fuwei Escort Agency's Heart-Destroying Palm."

This was Zhang Hong's style of trading injury for life; Zhu Yang, relying on a killer move like the Heart-Destroying Palm, wanted to use his body to resist his punch, and then use the Heart-Destroying Palm to shatter his heart.

He was confident he could kill Zhu Yang with one punch, but he didn't know if his physique, tempered by the Diamond true qi, could withstand the Heart-Destroying Palm; he couldn't gamble.

Moreover, doing so would expose his true strength, and there was no need to fight Zhu Yang head-on.

He withdrew his fist, and at the same time, his other hand slapped out, colliding with Zhu Yang's Heart-Destroying Palm.

"Bang!"

Their palms collided; this time the sound was not as loud as the last, somewhat low, and there was no scattering force.

Xu Yang only felt a strange true qi vibrating in his palm, causing his finger bones to tremble and ache slightly.

"It indeed has some similarities with the Wind-Thunder Strength, but it is not as profound as the Wind-Thunder Strength, nor is it as overbearing."

He felt that even if he were hit in the heart, this Heart-Destroying Palm probably couldn't heavily injure him.

Looking at Zhu Yang again, after the second palm collision, a fleeting expression of pain appeared on his face, his palm had been blasted back by him, trembling violently.

"When he releases the Heart-Destroying Palm, his force is greatly reduced; if he is struck horizontally, he will suffer a backlash."

Xu Yang analyzed the weakness of the Heart-Destroying Palm in an instant, and his wariness of the Heart-Destroying Palm immediately lessened a lot.

He pressed his advantage, his body rushing forward, blasting out punch after punch, each move using the Explosive Bear Strength.

Zhu Yang was not afraid, responding steadily, parrying moves as they came, and counterattacking whenever he had the chance.

"Evenly matched, it's hard to tell the winner." Yang Lin said.

"Why hasn't Zhu Yang used his Heart-Destroying Palm?" Lu Ren was puzzled.

Gu Fang said: "Xu Yang has been attacking fiercely, not giving Zhu Yang a chance to use the Heart-Destroying Palm, but this style of his cannot last long; sooner or later, he will be found with a flaw by Zhu Yang."

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged more than twenty moves, and Zhu Yang gradually noticed something was wrong.

His hands were already losing sensation after multiple collisions, and he didn't know how many places in his internal meridians had cracks.

Looking at Xu Yang again, he still had a calm expression.

"Almost there!" Xu Yang thought to himself.

After exchanging more than twenty moves, the act was already fully performed; suddenly launching an attack at this time would not be so abrupt.

If he continued to pretend, Zhu Yang would inevitably find something wrong, and might even concede.

Just as Zhu Yang slapped another palm over, he suddenly turned his palm into a claw, his five fingers hooking onto Zhu Yang's wrist like steel rods.

Just as Zhu Yang wanted to exert force to shake him off as before, a tyrannical force suddenly erupted, his five fingers twisting hard as if wringing a twist; it was exactly the technique of separating tendons and dislocating bones.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound that made one's teeth ache, Zhu Yang's wrist, which was already unable to bear the burden, was snapped off, white bone piercing through the skin and flesh, looking extremely hideous.

A sharp light flashed in Xu Yang's eyes, and he pulled hard again; with a "rip," he actually tore Zhu Yang's severed hand off alive, blood splashing everywhere.

"Senior Brother Zhu!"

"Not good!"

……

Under the ring, Kong Yu and several other Fierce Wind Hall disciples' expressions changed drastically.

"Ah…"

The pain of the severed arm made Zhu Yang's vision go black, his body swaying and about to fall.

At the same time, Xu Yang had already approached like a ghost, his palm tearing through the air and striking his throat horizontally.

"Crack!"

The sound of a shattered throat rang out, Zhu Yang's miserable scream came to an abrupt end, and only fresh blood was spat from his mouth, but he never made another sound.

His face was full of fear, he opened his mouth wanting to concede, but couldn't make a sound, so he had to run urgently toward the outside of the ring.

"Xu Yang, how dare you!"

"Stop!"

"We concede!"

……

Kong Yu, Ji Jincheng, and other people from the Fierce Wind Hall roared.

Knowing that Xu Yang shattered Zhu Yang's throat to prevent him from conceding, and even more to kill him, they were all furious to the point of their eyes splitting.

Xu Yang turned a deaf ear; Zhu Yang had provoked him many times and wanted to kill him, so he had long since moved to kill, so how could he give up the chance to kill him.