Chapter 217: Poisoning the Entire Scene

The steps to practicing martial arts are to start with fists and kicks, then move to weapons.

Just as Wang Laohu said, the fist is the handle of the weapon; practicing the fist is to lay the foundation for weapons.

Weapons in fist martial arts are different from ordinary knives, swords, and iron tools; they generally refer to divine weapons refined by Qi and Blood.

Only those in the later stages of Qi and Blood, who can both refine weapons and nourish them with Qi and Blood, are qualified to wield weapons of immense power.

The reason Wang Laohu delayed in providing Instruction on weapons was that his disciples' cultivation was insufficient.

Why did he generously give Zhou You the Tiger Head Hammer? It was because he was certain that Zhou You's realm was not high enough, making it useless to him.

Zhou You saw Bao Tiefeng take out the Mastiff-Head Guillotine, his pupils contracting sharply; this was trouble.

The Martial Masters he had previously killed, Yan Ping and Gao Laozhuang, had both fought empty-handed and had never used weapons.

Yan Ping's nickname was Mountain-Opening Hand, and he was not proficient with weapons, while Gao Laozhuang was too arrogant and had not carried any personal weapons.

Generally speaking, a Martial Master is enough to kill an opponent at the Qi and Blood level with bare hands.

Today is different; the martial arts hall is Bao Tiefeng's lair, where the handy weapon, the Mastiff-Head Guillotine, is kept.

"Du Yan Lu Zhigang, prepare to die."

The bleeding from Bao Tiefeng's severed hand had stopped, a layer of transparent white film having congealed to seal out air and dust.

He held the guillotine handle with one hand and swung it in a rage, whipping up a gale on flat ground that instantly engulfed most of the martial arts hall.

Zhou You had leaped upward before he even moved, his posture as agile as a sparrow.

However, the speed and power of the guillotine still exceeded his expectations.

Humans are the most intelligent of all creatures, and the biggest difference between them and wild beasts is their ability to use tools well.

Of the countless tools in the world, weapons are the most vicious and cruel; their purpose for invention is to end life.

Under normal circumstances, a Weapon Master of the same realm holds the advantage and can suppress an empty-handed enemy.

Not to mention that Bao Tiefeng is a full major realm higher than Zhou You.

The blade light flashed past, and Zhou You's sound and figure split in two like bubbles.

Bao Tiefeng twisted the guillotine back to his front, only to see no blood on the blade, but a thin layer of a shoe sole stuck to it.

It turned out that Zhou You had just used his excellent Lightness Skill to avoid the waist-level slash, but because the opponent's speed was too fast, a layer of his shoe sole was still sliced off flush.

His sole felt cold, and just as he was about to land in mid-air, he saw the blade light rise from the ground again.

Bao Tiefeng unleashed three strikes in one breath, as dense as continuous raindrops, without the slightest pause.

If Zhou You were to land, he would bear the brunt of the following strikes, which would mince him into a pile of fragments.

"Well done."

Zhou You turned in mid-air, leisurely avoiding the blade light, bringing his level 5 Basic Lightness Skill into full play.

Viewed from afar, the scene of the two fighting was like using a flyswatter to hit a mosquito; no matter what, they could not make contact.

Bao Tiefeng could see that Zhou You's Lightness Skill was outstanding, enough to rival the speed of a Primary Martial Master.

Since that was the case, he needed to add more force.

His face instantly flushed red, as if he were holding back a foul breath, and the wound on his severed hand, which had already healed, instantly burst open.

The Mastiff-Head Guillotine suddenly accelerated, changing from fast as a gale to fast as lightning.

The blade light condensed from a large expanse into a white line, hissing as it tore through the air, hitting Zhou You's chest in the blink of an eye.

Thud! Zhou You felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body trembling as he spat out a large cloud of blood mist from his mouth and nose.

Just as he looked like a bird with broken wings about to fall to the ground, the next moment, he nimbly flipped backward, his speed suddenly increasing.

Injury for Speed—the worse the injury, the faster the speed! Bao Tiefeng's blade light followed in succession, but it was a beat too slow, and he was actually pulled away from him.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou You flipped out of the Inner Courtyard and disappeared from sight.

"Stop him!"

Bao Tiefeng carried the heavy, broad guillotine and chased forward, loudly ordering the Apprentices and Disciples in the courtyard to surround and intercept him.

When Zhou You landed, his feet went soft, and he staggered a few steps before standing steady.

He touched his chest; fortunately, he had the Martial Master Skull as a heart protector, which had blocked ninety percent of the force of Bao Tiefeng's strike.

It was precisely because of this that Zhou You had narrowly escaped a disaster. "Lu Zhigang, stay!"

Someone killed him from the side; it was one of Bao Tiefeng's Disciples, the old acquaintance Bao Fan.

Bao Fan had once joined forces with the leader of the Lost Dog Gang to set an ambush in an attempt to plot against Zhou You, but it had failed.

Enemies meeting face to face, their eyes were exceptionally red! Bao Fan thought Zhou You was seriously injured and that he could take advantage of the situation, so he launched an attack without a word.

Not far away, Apprentices were successively coming forward with sticks; they all knew that Zhou You was covered in deadly poison and could not be touched with bare hands.

Zhou You directly raised his hand and waved, the Poisonous Sha hitting Bao Fan's chest in the outline of a palm.

Bao Fan's eyes bulged, and he died on the spot, his corpse carried by the palm force and falling into the crowd of Apprentices.

Like a domino reaction, starting with Bao Fan, the Apprentices fell one by one.

After the Poisonous Sha rose to level 2, it could not only attach to objects but also had the function of Transmit Poison Through Objects.

Using the human body as a medium, the deadly poison spread more and more fiercely, killing over a dozen Apprentices in the blink of an eye.

"Haha, mere clay chickens and pottery dogs, unable to withstand a single blow."

Zhou You swallowed the blood in his mouth and walked away, and whenever someone tried to stop him, he would wave a palm.

"Lu Zhigang, the Hall Master will be here soon; why don't you surrender now?"

"Noisy."

"Ah..."

Two more Qi and Blood Disciples rushed out, looked at each other, and jumped around Zhou You, attempting to delay his pace.

Zhou You used his Lightness Skill, circled behind one of them, grabbed his shoulder, and threw him.

"Catch!"

Another Disciple instinctively caught the object, but suddenly his fingertips went numb; he had been poisoned.

Once the baleful poison of the Seven Step Poison Sand Palm took effect, it was incredibly ferocious; the two Qi and Blood Disciples curled up on the ground, convulsing, as black blood gradually flowed from their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses, until finally, they stopped moving altogether.

Boom—! Bao Tiefeng held a guillotine and smashed through a wall, charging straight into the scene; seeing corpses everywhere, his hair stood on end with rage.

Every Disciple and every Apprentice who died was a cornerstone and pillar of his martial arts hall! The color of blood on his face grew even more intense as he swung his lightning-fast blade once more.

The baleful poison that Zhou You had unleashed first, containing the venom of the viper, rushed toward him.

The blade light swept past, and the cloud-like baleful poison was sliced in two like a piece of cloth, drifting lightly as it spun to the ground.

"Clang!"

Amidst a crisp sound of metal clashing against metal.

Zhou You held a long sword in his left hand and a dagger in his right, crossing them to block the sharp edge of the Mastiff-head guillotine.

He actually possessed two Qi and Blood divine weapons?

In terms of material, the Mastiff-head guillotine was on par with the other two, but the strength of the weapon's wielder was vastly different.

Zhou You felt the skin and flesh all over his body being blown out of shape, so he seized the moment to change moves and save himself.

Glazed Longevity Fist, defense.

Injury for Speed, pull back and retreat, speed maxed out!

Whoosh! Under the massive collision, Zhou You turned into a shooting star on the spot and vanished at the edge of the horizon.

Bao Tiefeng wanted to pursue, but it was already too late, and he could only watch helplessly as he escaped to safety.

He looked at his bare, severed hand; all around were the painful cries of Disciples and Apprentices, and the martial arts hall was littered with the dead and wounded.

After counting the casualties, 4 Qi and Blood Disciples had died, and 17 Strength Apprentices had fallen in battle.

The most important point was that there were only the dead, with no one merely injured.

The master of the hall, martial arts master Bao Tiefeng, had even been forced to sever his own poisoned palm to avoid the poison's damage.

The ferocity and ruthlessness of the Seven Step Poison Sand Palm were fully embodied in this battle.

(End of this chapter)