Chapter 476: Fighting Two With One

Zhou You smashed his staff down, having already made an assessment in his mind.

The two fierce-looking Wu people before him appeared to be biological brothers, twins, though it was impossible to tell who was older or younger.

Their strength was that of Intermediate Martial Masters, but judging by the corpses of the beast charms, these two were by no means ordinary.

Er Mo E stood in the forward position, raising his arms to grapple the wooden staff, while a thunderous tiger roar exploded in his ears.

Indeed, a fierce general of Dayin Mountain! Before he could even feel pleased, he was knocked off his feet, his body shaking wildly like a fallen leaf.

To the side, Da Mo Xiong saw that something was wrong; his arms were as flexible as snakes, propping up the wooden staff and lifting it upward.

The brothers' joint effort was extraordinary, with immense force rebounding along the staff, continuous like a raging tide.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—a gale was whipped up.

Zhou You retreated a few steps, using the power of his Iron Feather battle robe to hover in the air and dissipate the force.

"Hmm?"

Whether it was an illusion or not, a familiar face flashed in the corner of Zhou You's eye, though he didn't have time to recall which acquaintance it was.

Da Mo Xiong and Er Mo E had already deployed their formation, circling around Zhou You from left and right.

Zhou You's momentum was spent, and as he glided to the ground, the moment his feet touched the soil, the pair of brothers attacked from front and back.

"Fierce general, state your name, so my brother and I can go back to claim our reward."

Da Mo Xiong's stiff voice rang out, as coarse and grating as the sound of sharpening a blade.

Zhou You opened his mouth and barked, "I am your grandfather."

Er Mo E struck from behind him; his fist technique was quite formidable, capable of making any part of his limbs incredibly hard at any moment, and when the wooden staff struck him, it felt like hitting something solid, impossible to break through in a short time.

Relying on his powerful Hard Qigong, he charged forward recklessly, extending his claws to dig into Zhou You's back.

"Double Body Tiger Form."

The two enemies were one in front and one behind; Da Mo Xiong faced Zhou You head-on, while Er Mo E attacked from the rear.

Zhou You did not stand on ceremony, directly unleashing the Double Body Tiger Form Fist, transforming into a two-headed, four-armed figure; he swung his wooden staff to strike Da Mo Xiong head-on, while behind him, his claws seized Er Mo E's wrists and twisted.

Thump, thump, thump—Da Mo Xiong felt the fierce power of the staff technique, which forced him to use his full strength, and his heart was shaken.

He and his twin brother had a tacit understanding; when they fought, they forced their enemies to divide their attention, greatly reducing the enemy's effectiveness.

Yet, with his brother Er Mo E restraining him from behind, why was the opponent still able to output full power? He was shaken, and Er Mo E behind him was even more shocked.

Zzz, zzz, zzz—the sharp claws scraped along his arm, sending sparks flying, with some sparks even jumping onto Er Mo E's face.

Er Mo E was yanked back and forth by Zhou You's immense strength, nearly being pulled out of his spot like a radish several times.

He had never before encountered an opponent with such terrifying strength.

Suddenly, Zhou You's pair of tiger claws pried open his arms and plunged straight into Er Mo E's armpits and ribs.

This move was too familiar; Er Mo E didn't know how many enemies he had killed with this technique, and he could recall the entire process with his eyes closed.

With ten fingers inserted into the hollows of the ribs, hooking into the bone gaps and exerting force outward, tearing left and right—tsk, tsk!

The result was an opened chest and abdomen, with two ribs directly pried open, exposing the bloody internal organs.

"Hah!"

Er Mo E was shocked and furious; it was always he who tore others' ribs, but this time he had met an expert.

In his emergency, he twisted his joints, and his left and right elbows struck Zhou You's tiger claws like iron spikes; his reaction was swift, and the explosive power was enough to pierce steel plates.

Zhou You sneered and continued, the Qi and blood in his palms circulating to drive his muscles to swell, instantly expanding into structures resembling cat-paw pads.

Although he was not yet an Intermediate Martial Master, he understood the principle of overcoming hardness with softness, and applying it to his fist technique was not a problem.

Er Mo E's pair of elbows poked into the soft, yielding muscles, and the killing intent instantly vanished into nothingness. Zhou You's tiger claws still hooked into his two rows of ribs, the fingertips feeding back a sense of tough, complex defense.

Er Mo E's own Hard Qigong was powerful, and the Beast Robe he wore was no ordinary item; it was tanned from the hide of a Huomei-level beast charm, and its defensive power was astonishing.

A sneer appeared on his ugly face, "You cannot hurt me."

This Beast Robe of his could not only defend against the stabs of Qi-blood divine weapons, but because of its toughness, it could even weaken the damage from blunt weapons.

The Qi-blood divine weapons and weapon arts that martial artists prided themselves on were completely ineffective, and after a few exchanges, he would break their weapons and kill them in return.

Hmm, this guy was a tank-build elite.

Zhou You was thoughtful; his claws erupted with full force, pinching a rib through the beast hide and twisting it violently.

So what if he couldn't break the beast hide? He could still tear off a layer of skin.

Er Mo E's mouth twitched in pain; he was wearing a Beast Robe, not Iron Armor, and even if it were Iron Armor, it would inevitably be crumpled into a ball of scrap metal under the ravages of Zhou You's tiger claws.

Although the attack was weakened by more than half, those two ribs were twisted 90 degrees, nearly piercing his throat from the inside.

Er Mo E raised his knee to strike, forcing Zhou You back, and then snapped his ribs back into place; even with his Intermediate Martial Master physique, he was still sweating profusely from the ordeal.

"Hmm, this one is an attack specialist."

On the front battlefield, Zhou You unleashed the Chaotic Strike Staff Technique, like a forest unfolding to envelop Da Mo Xiong.

Da Mo Xiong's counterattack was also fierce and swift, matching move for move, back and forth, not losing the upper hand in the slightest.

This further verified Zhou You's assessment: each of these brothers had the strength to rival him, and if they joined forces, they would surpass Zhou You.

Moreover, as twins, they had even created their own set of joint fighting techniques.

Twins shared a telepathic connection, their hands and feet coordinated, and after training, they cooperated as tacitly as if they were one person, doubling the power of their moves.

There were even precedents of Advanced Martial Masters capsizing in the gutter under the Da Mo and Xiao Mo brothers.

Coincidentally, Zhou You was also an anomaly among martial artists, and his fist style unexpectedly matched this pair of brothers.

Tiger and Crane Dual Form Fist—one person manifesting two forms; the Tiger Form against Da Mo Xiong, using strength against strength, while the Crane Form was adept at attacking fortifications, breaking his Hard Qigong.

"Hahaha!"

The thoughts flowing in Zhou You's mind became increasingly clear, and he was confident in how to finish off these brothers.

The attendant generals on the side remained; they did not take advantage of the chaos to flee.

As Disciples of Dayin Mountain, although they were at the bottom, they at least had the eye to gauge the direction of the wind.

If Da Mo Xiong and Er Mo E could not be defeated and killed, even if they managed to escape, they would not get far, and in the end, they would still fall into the hands of the enemy and die after suffering every torment.

The only path to survival was for this uninvited guest of unknown identity to beat the two Wu people to death.

The Chang generals had not held this thought before, not until they watched Zhou You make his move and engage the two ferocious Wu people in an inseparable battle.

This pair of twin Wu people each possessed the combat power of a Fierce General level, yet together they could only fight the uninvited guest to a draw.

What exactly was this person's background? "No, it absolutely cannot be him."

Among the Chang generals at the scene, Lu Jianqing was the only one who recognized Zhou You, and his heart was filled with shock.

In his impression of Zhou You, even if he had broken through to become a Martial Master, he was merely a master of a civilian local martial arts hall; how could he be qualified to participate in a great war, or even raise his strength to such a degree?

The Fierce General level—that was a tier he could look up to but never reach.

Also, when did he acquire a secret treasure similar to a Flying Tiger Shirt that allowed him to hover and fly?

(End of this chapter)