Chapter 141: Breaking Away

This was a crazy and heart-stopping night.

Zhou You's chest was sunken, his every breath filled with the scent of blood, as he sped across the city terrain beneath his feet.

A layer of cold sweat that had soaked through his body served as a mark of having just wandered on the brink of life and death.

Martial Masters are too terrifying.

A casual move from Bao Tiefeng had nearly caused him to stop breathing on the spot.

In a moment of crisis, Zhou You had stacked General Unloading Armor and Feather Qi Body Protection, only just managing to escape a catastrophe.

The price was severe damage to his internal organs—in other words, internal injuries! Looking at his panel again, his Qi and Blood had dropped by 20 points, his bodily functions were weakened to the extreme, and he was not far from falling out of his Qi and Blood stage.

He pushed his Lv3 Basic Lightness Skill to its fastest speed.

Zhou You knew he could not stop; stopping meant certain death.

Bao Tiefeng's decisiveness and killing intent far exceeded his imagination; there was simply no room for negotiation.

The moment Zhou You refused, a relentless pursuit began.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!"

Zhou You unleashed Seven Step Poison Sand palm strikes from a distance, changing his footwork rapidly with every strike.

The poisonous palm winds crisscrossed and swirled in the air, accompanied by the rapid shifting of his silhouette, creating a dazzling display.

"Decent palm technique. If you were at Qi and Blood 7th Stage or higher, you might have had a way to survive today."

Bao Tiefeng commented while continuing his assault, tearing and shredding the poisonous palm winds.

He acknowledged the grade of the Seven Step Poison Sand; its lethality was even above the Mastiff Fist, making it an exquisite and high-level technique.

However, the gap between the two was too great to be bridged by fist and palm techniques alone.

Suddenly, the air trembled faintly.

"Again?"

Bao Tiefeng repeated his old trick, gathering the scattered Palm Poison into a ball and striking it back at Zhou You exactly as it was.

This time, Zhou You was highly focused and did not fall for it a second time; he crossed his hands and exerted force to disperse it from a distance.

At the same time, he was affected, his footwork slowed slightly, and his speed lagged for a moment.

Bao Tiefeng seized the opportunity to catch up, and the distance between the two shrank significantly.

Zhou You stopped attacking and instead mustered his remaining Qi and Blood to continue fleeing, calculating in his mind how to save himself.

The corrosive property of his palm technique had not been exposed; this was a key trump card that could turn the tables when necessary.

Currently, Bao Tiefeng's understanding of the Palm Poison was still limited to skin contact and respiratory pores.

Therefore, despite his seemingly effortless demeanor, he was cautious at every step, using air currents to keep the Palm Poison at bay.

Zhou You held onto his final trump card, not for anything else, but to break the deadlock.

"Click!"

Bao Tiefeng smashed a roadside stone pillar with one punch, the debris coated in the unique baleful aura of the Mastiff Fist, covering the area where Zhou You was like a rain of bullets.

Infusing objects with baleful aura is a high-level application technique.

Zhou You had not yet mastered this technique! Swish, swish, swish! The ordinary gravel was infused with baleful aura, its destructive power comparable to hand grenades; once it touched flesh and blood, it would unleash terrifying lethality.

The rain of stones falling from the air was more than a thousand, shrouding his front, back, left, and right, leaving no blind spots.

Zhou You lunged forward, changing direction urgently at peak speed, fluttering like a swallow in flight.

Bao Tiefeng's eyes blurred, and he briefly lost track of Zhou You in his field of vision.

Countless stone fragments pelted the ground with a pitter-patter, like artillery fire, instantly blasting the ground into a pitted mess.

He closed his eyes to sense, then suddenly opened them; when he saw Zhou You again, the other party had already pulled away a distance of more than ten meters.

Good Lightness Skill; no wonder he was able to take the lead and capture the flower thief alive.

Bao Tiefeng became even more determined to kill "Lu Zhigang"; if this person did not die, he would never be at ease!

"Zou Shi Fu, it's settled then. Happy to cooperate."

Liao Daheng smiled broadly as he saw a Qi and Blood martial artist onto a carriage.

As his fur business grew larger, those who coveted it increased, and they gradually began to sabotage him in secret.

Forced by circumstances, he had to give money, property, and shares to invite this late-stage Qi and Blood Zou Shi Fu to sit in and protect his business.

Today was the day the contract was signed; both had achieved their goals and were dead drunk.

"Boss Liao, no need to see me off." Just as Zou Shi Fu boarded the carriage, a sudden gust of wind swept up from the street, startling the horses pulling the carriage.

"Whoa!"

With all four hooves off the ground, the carriage tilted on the spot, looking as if it were about to tip over.

Zou Shi Fu's reaction was not slow; a figure flew out of the carriage like lightning and landed steadily on the ground.

Liao Daheng hurried over in a panic to check the situation, "What happened?"

The two looked carefully and were stunned on the spot.

Bao Tiefeng was hunting down Lu Zhigang.

The former was a well-known Martial Master in the Su Cheng fist-fighting circle, respected and highly skilled, having built a foundation in Gongliang City.

As for the latter, he had recently captured the flower thief alive and was enjoying great fame.

The key was, both were martial artists from Su Cheng who should have been working together; why were they fighting each other?

Zou Shi Fu was also from Su Cheng; seeing this, he shook his head, "How did they start fighting?"

The seniority was all wrong!

In his prime, Bao Tiefeng was one of the top figures in Su Cheng; Lu Zhigang's master wouldn't even rank in front of him.

The gap in strength was also too great.

Lu Zhigang has just entered the Blood Qi realm, likely at the 1st or 2nd stage; how could he be an opponent at the Martial Master level?

The two witnesses were still wondering when a new turn of events occurred between the two parties chasing and fleeing.

"Whoosh, whoosh, awoo!"

Bao Tiefeng suddenly let out a heart-rending roar, his chest bulging high as if he had swallowed a large ball.

The next moment, a turbulent airflow erupted from beneath his feet, and his speed suddenly increased by thirty percent.

Originally, with his movement technique and speed, he was firmly stuck behind Zhou You; with this sudden acceleration, the distance between the two could be seen shrinking with the naked eye.

"Haha!"

Bao Tiefeng opened his mouth and laughed loudly, exhaling the residual airflow from his chest.

He threw a punch like a Mastiff's claw, tearing through the night wind, aiming for Zhou You's back.

It was neither an ultimate move nor a skill, but entirely the most ordinary strike of the Mastiff Fist.

Zhou You felt the surroundings suddenly go quiet; he could hear no sound in his ears, only the thumping of his heart.

This was the pressure of a life-or-death moment, with his bodily functions forced to a level that transcended his limits.

A casual strike from a powerful Martial Master enemy was, to him, like a mountain pressing down, leading to a fate of being crushed to pieces.

At this moment, Zhou You's eyes were incomparably bright.

The opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived!

Zhou You raised both palms, one left and one right, simultaneously moving against the current of Bao Tiefeng's fist wind.

"Hm?"

The corners of Bao Tiefeng's eyes stung slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

Amidst a muffled sound, Zhou You's palms collided with his fist, his joints creaking under the pressure of the immense force.

Cartilage, meridians, muscles, and other tissues were instantly compressed to the limit, ready to burst into mush at any moment.

Bao Tiefeng was cunning and calculating; a layer of invisible airflow on his palm separated it from Zhou You's fists, preventing his Palm Poison from touching his skin.

His whole body was further buffeted by strong winds, insulating him from the outside air and cutting off all channels for the Palm Poison to invade.

"Lu Zhigang" forcing a Martial Master to go to such lengths to guard against his Poison Palm sneak attack could be considered dying with glory.

At least, that was what Bao Tiefeng thought.

Zhou You grinned, his teeth filled with blood, "Hehe, you've fallen for it."

Bao Tiefeng's heart twitched, and his palm burned with searing pain; he subconsciously retracted his hand and retreated.

It turned out that at some unknown point, the airflow in his palm had been pierced through, and his skin had suffered corrosion, with a thin layer already eaten away.

Truly poisonous!

His heart was filled with shock and anger; in his vision, the back of "Lu Zhigang" seemed to be in a frame, shrinking and moving away frame by frame.

The insidious and cunning brat actually took the chance to escape?

(End of chapter)