Chapter 324: Primordial Iron Shirt Subdues the Witch Fiend

"Did you kill Kun Ernu?"

Before Zhou You could leave, the companions summoned by the wolf-headed hunter arrived, and there was more than one.

From the four directions of east, west, south, and north, 6 hunters came, one of whom was riding a Demon beast mount.

The appearance of that Demon beast was like a Bamboo Insect magnified 100 times, but it had an inverted triangular mantis head.

In terms of species, it was a poisonous insect, but according to its size, it should be classified as a Demon beast.

The hunter riding the Demon beast blurted out the name of the wolf-headed hunter: Kun Ernu.

This was a typical name for a Witch person; according to Zhou You's understanding, Witch people's names were mostly based on the pronunciation of their native language, with 'Ge', 'Luo', 'Nu', 'Mu', and 'Han' appearing with extremely high frequency.

Legend has it that the Great Patriarch leading this Witch tribe invasion was named... Hutiannu.

Under Hutiannu's command were 1000 tribes, and there was no shortage of Great Witch (which is to say, powerful martial) level experts; even he himself was a top-tier powerhouse who surpassed the Witch tribes in all four directions.

It is said that Hutiannu himself was an expert comparable to a Grandmaster level in Zhong Yuan.

"Kun Ernu died well; being able to track the traces of the Poison Man for us is excellent."

"I, Ge Erbudan, will capture you, this Poison Man, alive today, take you back to the tribe to extract your Poison Gland, and hang you out to dry alive."

The hunter riding the Demon beast announced his name, and just as he finished speaking his ruthless words, a sudden change occurred.

The large Bamboo Insect beneath him became irritable, suddenly arching its body, nearly flipping him off.

The other hunters laughed incessantly, "Ge Erbudan, are you capable or not? Can you even control a Demon beast?"

As it turned out, Ge Erbudan had not obtained the Demon beast long ago and had not fully tamed it, so the Demon beast often rebelled and disobeyed.

"Shut up."

Ge Erbudan took a deep breath, tore open the animal skin on his chest, his face flushed red, and his Qi and blood poured into the large Totem on his chest; the original indigo-colored patterns added a blood-red hue, like enchanting, blooming vine flowers.

The power of the Totem was catalyzed, like a heavy hammer striking the Demon beast's head.

The originally unruly Demon beast instantly wilted, obediently lying flat on the ground with its head drooping.

The power of a Totem? Seeing this, Zhou You felt a bit of curiosity; he had also mastered a portion of a Totem, so couldn't he also tame a Demon beast?

But the most urgent task at hand was to break through the encirclement of these 6 Witch hunters.

Using his sleeve as cover, he quietly took out the Poison Nest; the Golden Money Scorpion reluctantly shrank its body, curled up in his palm, and wiggled into his sleeve to lie Dormant and wait for an opportunity.

"You few don't need to make a move; just watch how I capture this person single-handedly."

Ge Erbudan pressed one hand on the Demon beast's head and waved the other violently, filled with a heroic aura of looking down on everyone.

The other hunters laughed and said, "Don't brag, be careful not to lose your life just like Kun Ernu."

Witch people lived in harsh environments year-round, struggling to survive in wind, snow, and foul waters, which led to a generally tough and indifferent character; they felt no sorrow when a companion died, and instead had the heart to tease.

Ge Erbudan leaped from the back of the Demon beast and threw a punch through the air directly at Zhou You's face.

This punch was fast and urgent, like a missile, making it impossible to dodge.

Just as Zhou You moved his feet, the fist arrived before his eyes; he raised both palms to parry, only to find the force was unimaginably powerful.

He was staggered by the force of the punch and stumbled backward.

Having just retreated two steps, Ge Erbudan had already crossed the distance to arrive before him; Zhou You backhanded a palm strike at the opponent's chest.

Hum! The target remained unmoved, but Zhou You's wrist bone was shaken with intense pain, and the joints of his arm emitted a groan of being unable to bear the load.

This hunter had rare copper skin and iron bones; even among Primary Martial Masters, he was in the top tier of physical defense.

The Poison Palm just now, which combined Palm Poison and corrosive damage, had astonishing power.

However, Ge Erbudan's bronze-colored skin on his chest was unscathed, not even breaking a bit of skin.

Zhou You realized that the opponent was toying with him, like a cat catching a mouse. Damn it, are you so sure you can finish me off? He executed his Lightness Skill, turned into a wisp of smoke, and flashed behind Ge Erbudan, intending to deal a lethal blow.

The Poison Palm had just been launched when it triggered the opponent's beast-like intuition; he actually kicked backward without even turning his head, forcing Zhou You to open the distance and retreat.

Thud!

Fist and palm collided; Zhou You felt as if he had hit a stone statue, his brain ringing with a buzzing sound.

He could now be certain that besides being naturally gifted, Ge Erbudan had definitely practiced a Hard Qigong comparable to the Primordial Iron Shirt.

Since that was the case...

"Experience Points -20000, Primordial Iron Shirt lv1 → lv2."

A hot current surged into his heart and dispersed to his limbs and bones, producing astonishing changes in the blink of an eye.

From his own flesh and blood, Zhou You heard the sounds of spring bringing all things back to life and seeds Earth-Breaking; at a microscopic level he could hardly understand, a breathtaking transformation was taking place.

Primordial Iron Shirt, this Hard Qigong had improved by one realm in the blink of an eye.

The direct changes and improvements were all-encompassing.

Just as he was curious about the power of the lv2 Primordial Iron Shirt, Ge Erbudan's attack arrived again.

This Witch hunter had already tested Zhou You's approximate level and was bullying him with the mentality of crushing a weakling.

"Take my punch, Ancient Saint Fist Technique: Drinking Blood and Eating Raw Meat."

Ge Erbudan threw a punch, his Qi and blood congealing throughout his body, merging indistinguishably with the animal skin on him, raising his defensive power to the extreme.

At the same time, the force of his punch also automatically carried a thirty percent boost.

The moment the fist and palm collided, the scene of the previous few times where the strong and weak were immediately distinguished did not appear; instead, they were evenly matched.

"..."

Ge Erbudan was stunned; he swung his other fist to strike Zhou You's chest, but just as he attacked, his own chest was also struck by a palm.

The posture of the two became very strange.

Two arms supported each other, using the fist and palm as contact points, while simultaneously being hit in the chest by the opponent, and also hitting the opponent's chest.

Zhou You and Ge Erbudan looked at each other and grinned, "Is that all the strength you have?"

The Primordial Iron Shirt, upgraded to lv2, not only brought an increase in defense, but even the speed and power of his palm strikes rose accordingly.

In terms of strength, Zhou You was now on par with Ge Erbudan.

But the key is that Zhou You's palm techniques have a highly toxic attribute bonus, giving him an even greater advantage on the basis of equal strength.

"Oh no!"

Ge Erbudan's heart sank, and he opened his mouth to roar violently, causing the four directions to tremble.

The massive yet slender Shaman Beast heard this and suddenly sprang from the ground, leaping hundreds of meters into the high air before diving down like an arrow, inserting itself between Zhou You and Ge Erbudan.

By this time, Zhou You had already sent a wave of Palm Poison over, which had been infused into the opponent's body through the skin and flesh.

A foul wind rushed toward his face!

The Shaman Beast's massive body, a full 10 meters long, brought an extraordinary sense of shock as it burst into view.

A strong wind swept past as one of the Shaman Beast's limbs slashed by, sharp as a steel blade; it landed on Zhou You's arm, sending sparks flying and causing a bone-deep stinging pain.

The Shaman Beast has a high degree of similarity to the Beast Charm, as both can imitate Qi and blood to raise the limits of strength.

Zhou You even suspects that the Secret Technique used by the Shaman people to raise Shaman Beasts very likely references the structure of the Beast Charm.

The lethality of this Shaman Beast's hind limb is enough to rival a Qi and blood divine weapon.

(End of this chapter)