Chapter 48: Lei Yin Descends Ape Intent

"Still counts as having a bit of heart."

On the east tavern, Zhou Peide breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook his head slightly, "Originally could win easily, but had to show off. If he had used his housekeeping skills earlier, he wouldn't be so embarrassed."

Another middle-aged man with a black beard and mustache praised, "Zhou Bai has already obtained the monkey form. After this battle, he will definitely go to the next level. His talent is far better than ours."

He is Wang Yao, one of the Eight Great Vajras, who followed Zhou Pan to learn art very early, and mainly practices medicine in the family clinic on weekdays.

Can be considered the one with the best reputation among the Eight Great Vajras.

"Junior Brother Wang is too modest."

Zhou Peide nodded, full of relief.

And Yuan Qu on the side was too lazy to speak now. Listening to the conversation between the two, a trace of mockery was revealed in his eyes…

……

On the west tavern, the atmosphere was a bit oppressive.

"It seems Zhang Lao is going to lose the gamble."

An old senior of the martial arts hall shook his head slightly, a bit unwilling, "Obtained the monkey form, and has monkey intent. This kid of the Zhou family is indeed extraordinary. The old monkey has a successor……"

"What's the rush!"

Zhang Yuanshang snorted, his face gloomy, and took a few puffs of his water pipe.

…………

Not mentioning the thoughts of all parties, the battle above was becoming more intense.

On the arena, Li Yan was hit by another claw.

Three claw marks on the left shoulder, blood flowing.

But he didn't pay attention, instead staring at Zhou Bai without blinking.

Changing injuries with the Great Luo Dharma Body at this time was useless, because this is a life-and-death arena. Even if recovered, if he didn't break the other party's "circle," he would eventually be injured.

Have to admit, this Zhou Bai was indeed fierce.

The Monkey Fist he used had already obtained the true meaning, agile and free.

Li Yan could even feel that what he was facing now was no longer a person, but a fierce ape roaming the mountains and forests.

Not a person?

Looking at the other party's wild eyes, Li Yan suddenly moved in his heart. While retreating and dodging, he pinched the Yang formula and took a deep breath.

Sure enough, there was something tricky about Zhou Bai.

A faint fishy smell always lingered around him.

This fishy smell was completely different from the cold altar soldiers or the immortal family worshiped by Widow Wang, without any cold feeling of evil spirit, more like the breath of a living thing.

Well, this kid is playing ghosts!

Although he didn't know the reason, Li Yan could be sure that the other party must have used some sorcery to achieve the monkey intent.

Li Yan was annoyed, but even calmer.

According to Zhang Shitong, this duel had witnesses from the government office and people invited from the City God Temple to sit in, preventing the use of sorcery.

Now it seems that the people invited were completely irresponsible.

Even, it is possible that they turned a blind eye because of the Zhou family.

And this breath is extremely faint. Even if he exposed it, the person using the sorcery could disperse it at will, which would be of no avail…

Unfortunately, the Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Money knife tassel was not on him.

Swish!

Just as he was pondering, Zhou Bai darted over again, crouched down, his right claw digging toward his ribs, and at the same time hissed in his mouth.

This is Red Fist's Dark Energy secret method, the Thread-Piercing Sound.

One breath in, one breath out, the qi is like a fine thread, piercing the intestines and passing through the belly, bulging the fascia.

Zhou Bai's skill was still shallow, and he had used Dark Energy continuously, already appearing a bit strenuous. By now, he had to use the Thread-Piercing Sound to assist in order to perform smoothly.

Combined with his monkey form, it was like a wild beast roaring.

Li Yan was the same. Facing this claw digging over, he had nowhere to retreat, so he could only use Dark Energy to deflect it.

At the same time, his chest cavity bulged, and he recited the Divine Drum Cloud-Lei Yin mantra.

"Hum!"

A muffled sound, the chest cavity resonated, like thunder.

The war drum below boomed and vibrated. The common people watching below didn't feel anything after hearing it, after all, some people practicing martial arts often hum and ha when punching.

And Zhou Bai, who was close, only felt a muffled thunder in his ears, buzzing in his brain, his eyes went black, and his breath was immediately chaotic.

He was stained with the breath of a macaque, and it was done with secret methods, like oil and water mixed, with clear boundaries.

The Great Cloud-Lei Yin is originally a Buddhist mantra, imitating the changes of Yin and Yang of heaven and earth thunder, and can originally deter all evil. Although it is not sorcery, it also made the macaque breath stagnant.

This breath was chaotic, and the Dark Energy naturally dissipated.

And Li Yan spat out his voice, exerting all his strength.

Only hearing a crack, the claw Zhou Bai dug over was directly deflected by Li Yan, and half of his hand was broken, flesh and blood split, and bone fragments were pricked out.

"Ah——!"

Although Zhou Bai often sparred with others and had experts feeding him moves, others were afraid of Zhou Pan, so how dare they strike a lethal blow? Therefore, he had never suffered any serious injury.

The severe pain in his wrist made him unbearable, his head full of cold sweat, stumbling and retreating.

Divine Drum Cloud-Lei Yin can break it!

Li Yan could smell that the fishy smell on the other party had become unstable.

Although he didn't know the reason, he wouldn't miss such an opportunity. His lower legs exerted force, alternating left and right, directly taking a step to close in.

Red Fist is also known for flexibility.

Li Yan closed in, and Zhou Bai couldn't dodge at all.

In a panic, he shook his left hand, his hand claw like a steel rake, directly grabbing toward Li Yan's face, wanting to force him back. However, Li Yan had been circling with him for a long time and was already familiar with his Monkey Fist routine. He deflected with his left hand, his right hook punch hit his upper abdomen directly, and at the same time his left hand pushed, his right hand back-fist, smashing down like a hammer.

Red Fist Fast Hands: Reveal, Wipe, Stab, Chop!

These moves were faster than the last.

At the same time, Li Yan spat out his voice, the "Hum" mantra continued, and Zhou Bai took a few hits solidly, only feeling that he was a monster, accepting the thunder strike.

The thunder sound in his ears continued, his brain buzzed, and with a puff, he sprayed blood from his mouth.

The fear of death rose.

Zhou Bai knew that if he didn't do something, he would lose his life here today!

As Li Yan's last punch chopped down, he braced his elbows fiercely.

Crack!

Both arms, the sound of bone cracking rang out at the same time.

And Zhou Bai also retreated to the corner of the arena at this time. Under this huge force, he flew backward spraying blood.

With a thud, he fell heavily from the three-zhang-high arena, his legs twitched a few times, and then there was no movement.

!.

"Looking for death!"

On the east tavern, a roar rang out.

A figure broke through the window and jumped down directly from the building.

It was Zhou Bai's father, Zhou Peide.

Although he was pedantic and extremely strict with his son, and his words were never good, he was deep in love and deep in responsibility.

This precious son had always been his greatest pride.

Seeing his son seriously injured, life or death unknown, he immediately lost his mind.

Clatter!

On the west tavern, several figures also jumped out at the same time.

An old man jumped forward and directly blocked Zhou Peide.

"Get lost!"

Zhou Peide roared, raising his hand for a heart-nest palm.

However, as soon as he struck, the figure disappeared.

The person blocking him was the Bagua Palm old senior, Luo Shihai.

Bagua Palm's steps are like treading mud, arms like twisting ropes, turning like grinding, best at close-range wandering.

Luo Shihai's body swayed and hooked, bypassing the other party's arm, and his shoulder sank suddenly.

Thump, thump, thump!

Zhou Peide immediately lost his center of gravity and retreated again and again.

Only then did Luo Shihai stroke his long beard lightly, his eyes cold, indifferently saying: "Life-and-death arena, once the winner is decided, grievances are settled, and one cannot retaliate or intervene."

"What's the matter, your son's life is life, and my disciple has to endure it?!"

This question, the anger was undisguised.

His disciple, a promising female young female lead, was defiled by a descendant of the Zhou family and hanged herself.

He tried to retaliate, but he was not Zhou Pan's opponent on the arena, so he could only temporarily end the matter, forcibly suppressing his anger.

Now that he got the opportunity, he naturally wanted to get back the field.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanshang and others also surrounded them, confronting the Eight Great Vajras beside Zhou Peide.

For a time, the atmosphere was exceptionally tense.

Just at this moment, Wang Yao of the Eight Great Vajras stepped forward a few steps, felt Zhou Bai's pulse, and whispered, "Eldest Senior Brother, he hasn't breathed his last yet, save him first!"

"Quick! Quick!"

Zhou Peide couldn't care about anything else now, hurriedly brought people forward, lifted Zhou Bai onto a stretcher, and left quickly.

When leaving, he didn't even have time to say harsh words.

And Yuan Qu and others among the Eight Great Vajras scanned the circle coldly and turned to leave quickly.

There were many Jianghu people present, seeing this situation, their eyes were different.

They were all old oil-slicked veterans and knew the situation in Xianyang City like the back of their hands.

Everyone was clear that with the end of this arena duel, the two factions of the Divine Fist Association had completely broken up, and from now on, the Jianghu of Xianyang would no longer be calm!

"Little Brother Yan, are you okay?"

Wang Daoxuan and Sha Lifei naturally couldn't care about these people, hurried to the arena, looking at Li Yan who was crawling down from above, and asked repeatedly.

It's no wonder they were nervous, Li Yan's situation was also not good.

Before turning defeat into victory, he was solidly hit by several claws, covered in wounds, and soaked in blood.

Li Yan opened his mouth

Sha Lifei and Wang Dao-xuan felt a panic in their hearts and hurriedly reached out to support him.

However, their arms were grabbed by Li Yan, and at the same time, a low voice reached their ears, "I'm fine, let's go back first!"

The two understood instantly; they found a stretcher and quickly left while carrying Li Yan.

"Good!"

Although both sides had suffered miserably, the people of Xianyang City had certainly feasted their eyes. As Sha Lifei and Wang Dao-xuan carried Li Yan past, cheers rang out continuously along the way.

And within the crowd, there were also quite a few people with gloomy expressions and strange looks in their eyes...

…………

The old street near the Goddess Temple, Puppet Shop.

Crack!

As Li Yan broke the spell on Zhou Bai, a white porcelain doll painted with red talismans on the offering table suddenly shattered.

Chen Fagui, who was in the middle of carving a puppet, stiffened. He then slowly stood up and, from within the shattered porcelain doll, retrieved a yellow talisman folded into a triangle.

The moment the yellow talisman entered his hand, it rapidly decayed, turning into flying ash...

(End of Chapter)