Chapter 330: Striking the Strong with the Weak: Counter-Controlling the Blood Qi Gu

Strike first to gain the advantage! After Zhou You realized he had been exposed, he decisively chose to act.

Facing a High-Level Martial Master, he could neither hide nor escape, so he might as well fight head-on.

"Qianshe Tuxin Liusu Wu!"

He unleashed the killing move of the Seven Step Poison Sand palm, and countless poison miasmas transformed into slender threads, weaving and extending along the water flow like a torrent formed by the overlapping tongues of countless poison snakes.

The water current bolstered the power of the poison miasma, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding waterfall was dyed highly toxic, enveloping the location of the Fist Intent Puppet.

"It is true that you are a High-Level Martial Master, but now that you are being manipulated, your mind and body are out of sync, leaving only your physical instincts; those fist techniques and combat experiences have all vanished into nothingness."

"If the person controlling you were nearby, I would have no path to survival, however..."

The Witch Tribe's Strong Martial Giant is still attacking cities near Zunyang City, entangled by the Liu Family's flame-based Strong Martial.

Therefore, the overall strength of the Fist Intent Puppet before him is definitely not that of a genuine High-Level Martial Master.

This is also the reason Zhou You has the confidence to launch an active attack against him.

It is merely a puppet; no matter how powerful its physical body is, it does not belong to a martial artist, so there exists a possibility of opening a path to survival.

As the sky-filling poison miasma descended overhead, the High-Level Martial Master opened his mouth, and without even inhaling, he directly compressed the remaining breath in his lungs.

After that breath was exhaled, it transformed into a roar; the roar was like steel, shattering the waterfall from its silk-like smoothness into countless water droplet particles in the blink of an eye.

The thousands of poison miasmas suffered a head-on shout and, like poison snakes whose heads had been severed, instantly withered.

Terrible!

The next moment, the High-Level Martial Master raised his hands to part them, tearing through the waterfall's flow like cloth.

Water is naturally formless, but it was incredibly docile in his hands, like two sheets of plastic being shaken lightly, curling up and wrapping around Zhou You's body.

The understated action was faster than lightning.

Zhou You had just lifted his foot when he was wrapped into the waterfall 'cloth', and under the remaining momentum of his Lightness Skill, he was carried 10 meters forward.

The sound of wind tightened behind him; the High-Level Martial Master had caught up.

Zhou You did not need to look back to feel the urgency and sense of crisis as the distance rapidly shortened.

That's right, the Fist Intent Puppet does not count as a complete High-Level Martial Master, but even with only physical instincts and a beast-like, frenzied fighting style, he was completely outmatched.

It is no exaggeration to say that even by using wild, unskilled punches, it could easily beat Zhou You to death.

"Thump!"

With a muffled sound, the Fist Intent Puppet threw a punch into the void, which actually produced a sound as loud as a beating drum.

Just as the sound reached his ears, Zhou You felt a pain in his chest and was knocked straight out of the waterfall, the water droplets all over his body instantly shattered.

His previously soaked body was actually hit so hard by the punch that it instantly evaporated, becoming dry and refreshed.

"Hiss!"

When the fist landed on his chest, Zhou You immediately executed the Zhou Family Fist's Injury for Speed.

His original Level 10 Basic Lightness Skill was already at its speed limit, but after using Injury for Speed, it instantly increased.

The boost in speed was terrifying; the moment the fist made contact with his chest, Zhou You recoiled violently, briefly widening the distance.

The pressure from the fist's power did not diminish in the slightest, pouring into Zhou You's body from a distance, and his injuries were expanding like an avalanche.

His speed increased crazily, Level 11, Level 12...

Zhou You kept retreating, while the fist on his chest elongated and closed in like a shadow.

At first, his physical body, layered with Level 3 Primordial Iron Garment, could still withstand the rapidly increasing speed of his Lightness Skill, until...

He suddenly felt a stinging pain on his face, a burning sensation; it turned out that his speed had exceeded the limit his body could bear, and the high temperature from friction with the air had begun to burn his outer skin.

How fast must a speed be if even a Primary Martial Master's body, layered with Primordial Iron Garment, can hardly withstand it?

This also indirectly proves how fast a High-Level Martial Master's full-force punch is; what seemed like a simple flash was actually hundreds of punches thrown.

Zhou You's body already showed signs of collapse when suddenly a cool current surged within him.

The Nine Transformations Bone-Changing Art, this technique used for breakthroughs, suddenly displayed a strange characteristic. The cool current flowed and darted beneath his skin and flesh, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation that permeated his body surface, drilling outward with an all-pervading intensity.

Countless bumps rapidly appeared on Zhou You's skin, as large as thumbs, shaped like snake scales, and they quickly hardened into a stratum corneum upon contact with the wind.

"Scaly skin covers the body, snake form moves unimpeded!"

"Poison Miasma Transformation, Thousand Snake Ten Thousand Scale Garment."

This layer of skin, similar to snake skin and scales, was not only hard but also slick, greatly weakening the impact of friction with the air.

Zhou You's body began to adapt to the speed, and the faint signs of collapse quickly dissipated.

"Thump!"

His body crashed into a mountain wall, dust rose everywhere, and the tremors of a landslide immediately followed.

Zhou You regained his senses; he had been punched into the mountain, to a depth of over 20 meters.

Fortunately, with the Primordial Iron Garment protecting his interior and the Snake Skin Scale Garment defending his exterior, he was not left covered in cuts and bruises by the gravel.

Even so, he felt as if his entire skeleton was about to fall apart, and there was not a single place on his skin or flesh that did not ache; the pain was heart-wrenching.

Worse was yet to come.

The Fist Intent Puppet had punched him out of the waterfall, and Ge Er Bu Han had already noticed this side and was rapidly approaching.

Once the two joined forces, what awaited Zhou You was a situation from which he could not escape even with wings.

He now knew that he could not fight the Fist Intent Puppet head-on; perhaps only if the main body were present, and the main body and the clone attacked together, would he have a chance to fight.

Since he could not fight by force, only strategy remained.

What is the essence of the Fist Intent Puppet? A walking corpse driven by Strong Martial; it is not actually a living person, but a human-shaped tool.

The key lies in the source of the Qi and blood used for manipulation; as long as the source is cut off, it is as useless as a phone disconnected from the internet.

Why does this feel so familiar? Zhou You suddenly realized; isn't it familiar? The Bewildering Heart Blood Qi Gu also has similar functions.

He still had one adult Gu left on hand, prepared for emergencies, and it could finally be put to use.

He did not harbor delusions of usurping the nest, thinking one Gu Insect could seize control of the Fist Intent Puppet; his goal was to disrupt.

That's right, the Heart-Bewildering Blood Qi Gu only needs to interfere with the Blood Qi of a martial expert to cripple most of a puppet's combat power.

……

Zhou You's thoughts stirred slightly; the Heart-Bewildering Blood Qi Gu crawled out from his palm to lurk on the back of his hand, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The sound of Ge Er Bu Han's breathing reached his ears; he was 1,000 meters away and approaching rapidly.

The move must be quick.

The Fist Intent Puppet stepped on the waterfall's waves and landed lightly on the flat ground several hundred meters away, only 20 meters from Zhou You.

He saw that Zhou You did not launch an attack, and he did not take the initiative to move, instead approaching step by step.

Guessed right, the order the Fist Intent Puppet received was not to kill, but to capture alive.

Therefore, unless Zhou You attacked first, he would only retaliate passively, beating Zhou You until he lost the power to resist.

Like now, if Zhou You did not move, he would not launch an attack either.

Step by step, the distance between the two began to shorten and close.

The Fist Intent Puppet spread his palm, making a grabbing gesture toward Zhou You's shoulder, aiming to lock the joint.

Suddenly, Zhou You moved abruptly.

His speed was as fast as lightning; he raised his hand and punched the center of the opponent's palm.

Crack! This act was no different from an egg hitting a rock; Zhou You's wrist snapped on the spot and became dislocated.

The Fist Intent Puppet did not move at all, still maintaining the grabbing gesture, but he did not notice that the Blood Qi Gu had already burrowed into his flesh the instant they made contact, quickly disguising itself as a part of his body.

(End of chapter)