Chapter 97: Boonie Bears

The Heart-Intent Qi Hunyuan Art is the supreme art of Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Pilihand; just from the three words "Pilihand" one can tell it also belongs to the fierce and vigorous category.

The Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun also took this art as his foundation; mighty as a lion, his every strike was crushing and unstoppable.

A Ku took a liking to this cultivation method at first glance, and in one year she barely achieved minor accomplishment.

Seeing A Ku step forward, Wu Chengyu said to that greasy-faced young master Shi: "This Young Master Shi... this little sister of mine usually loves to spar with others; why not let her exchange a few moves with your subordinates? She might learn something."

Shi Tong was absolutely a shameless fellow; hearing this he became even more interested: "Good, good, I just like watching young misses fight people. Yu Heihu, if you win I'll reward you ten taels of silver, but you must absolutely not go soft-handed and soft-footed just because she's a girl."

That scar-faced burly man's nickname really was Yu Heihu; at this moment he also grinned fiercely: "Young Master rest assured, my Iron Palm Invincible will certainly not disappoint you.

Young Miss, don't blame me for being ruthless; who told the great Wu Family to actually send a young miss like you to take a beating."

Wu Chengyu laughed coldly in his heart: "What an Iron Palm Invincible. If you were called Iron Fist Invincible and surnamed Sun you might scare me, but Iron Palm? And Invincible? Wait until you run into Qiu Qianren on the road someday — let's see if he takes a fancy to giving you a slap."

Yu Heihu didn't waste words either; he strode forward, didn't even assume a stance, and with zero form directly raised his faintly blackened palm and struck at A Ku's chest.

This guy completely looked down on A Ku and didn't use his full strength, but this palm strike landing would break at least a few bones on an ordinary person.

In Yu Heihu's thinking, this palm the young miss absolutely could not block, but it wouldn't kill her either; this way he would both damage the Wu Family's face and curry favor with the Young Master, without completely falling out with the Wu Family.

But the thought had just risen in his heart when he only felt his vision blur, a black shadow flashed past with the sound of tearing air, and then the palm he had just struck out transmitted a burst of severe pain — only then did a *pa* sound reach his ears.

Yu Heihu hurriedly retreated several steps, his face pale, sweat on his forehead; his right hand ached severely, he could barely lift it — if not for years of practicing Iron Sand Palm, just that one exchange would have broken his bones for sure.

Even now Yu Heihu still didn't know what had just happened?

But the surrounding onlookers saw clearly: A Ku saw the other's black hand strike over, neither dodged nor evaded, stood with feet neither in a T-step nor an Eight-Trigram stance, and even had time to glance at Wu Chengyu — Wu Chengyu also used lip language to tell her three words: Don't kill him.

Then A Ku raised her left hand, lifted high and lowered lightly, casually whipped it out — just like swatting a fly she slapped it onto Yu Heihu's wrist.

"Yu Heihu, you get serious for me, don't lose this Young Master's face." Seeing this, Shi Tong felt a bit humiliated and urged repeatedly.

This time Yu Heihu also completely got serious, no longer underestimating the enemy; just based on that one move he knew this young miss's strength was at least sufficient, even not beneath his own.

He circulated energy in both hands, slightly easing the pain in his hand bones, then his ten fingers slightly curved, and his hands turned even blacker.

Wu Chengyu saw at a glance that although this guy had cultivated incorrectly, he had ultimately produced Internal Energy from the outside in.

"My twenty years of cultivation — can you take it? Watch my ultimate skill, Black Tiger Palm?"

The words barely fell before this guy finally had a bit of a tiger-descending-the-mountain posture; he went all out, the so-called Black Tiger Palm struck out continuously, not entirely palm techniques but a mix of fist and palm.

Black Tiger Digs Heart, Black Tiger Descends Mountain, Black Tiger Pounces Prey, Black Tiger Exits Cave, Black Tiger Swallows Sheep, Black Tiger... striking with full force while incessantly shouting the move names, afraid others wouldn't remember his ultimate skill was Black Tiger Palm.

Wu Chengyu directly couldn't bear to watch: What Black Tiger Palm, completely something this guy patched together from here and there, even changed the names to Black Tiger — this so-called palm technique, the transitions between moves are all flaws, stuff even the Murong Family wouldn't bother collecting.

Aside from looking imposing enough to frighten ordinary commoners, it's fundamentally garbage.

His Black Tiger Digs Heart, hand shaped like a tiger claw, still grabbed toward A Ku's chest.

*Pa*, A Ku swats a fly — the tiger claw just extended was nearly slapped into a cat claw.

Yu Heihu hurt so much he withdrew his right hand, leapt up, shouting Black Tiger Descends Mountain, feigning a palm strike at A Ku's crown, but actually secretly kicked his leg toward A Ku.

*Pa*, A Ku still swatting flies — a slap struck Yu Heihu's leg.

Yu Heihu hurt so much he withdrew his right leg, and at the same time a tremendous force made him lose balance in mid-air and crash headfirst onto the ground.

He hurriedly scrambled up, afraid A Ku would seize the chance to attack him — who knew A Ku these several moves hadn't moved her feet at all, merely watching him with mocking laughter in her eyes.

Yu Heihu grew annoyed from embarrassment; he shouted loudly, crossed his palms and pounced over.

*Pa*, this time A Ku's fly-swatting landed on his head; Yu Heihu's vision went black, he staggered and nearly sat on the ground.

He unleashed two moves in succession, vicious strikes aimed at A Ku's vital points — by now he was completely going for A Ku's life.

Still two consecutive fly-swats — one palm struck Yu Heihu's shoulder, the other simply turned into a slap, smacking Yu Heihu until he saw stars.

"Yu Heihu, what are you doing? If you lose this Young Master's face, watch how I deal with you?" Shi Tong, who wanted to watch a show and stir trouble, seeing his subordinate repeatedly toyed with, became a bit hysterical.

Yu Heihu knew if he was played like this today, he could never follow Shi Tong for a living again; gritting his teeth fiercely, he pounced at A Ku again — but this time a dagger appeared in his hand, its blade carrying a blue glow.

Yu Heihu waved the dagger wildly, zero form, but the blade was poisoned, death upon drawing blood — as long as it broke the opponent's skin a little, the opponent would have no survival.

Wu Chengyu at this moment was fully on guard; at the slightest mishap he would immediately act.

A Ku also finally didn't dare toy with the opponent anymore; she merely retreated two steps slightly, first avoiding the edge, then fiercely took a cross-step to arrive at Yu Heihu's right side, hand forming a palm-blade and heavily chopping at Yu Heihu's knife-holding wrist.

This time Yu Heihu's hand bones thoroughly broke; the tendons and skin on his hand still connecting, this hand didn't fly off, but the dagger dropped at his feet.

Seeing the opponent use a poisoned weapon, A Ku also got a bit angry; the next move she directly grabbed Yu Heihu's nape with one hand, pressed his shoulder with the other, twisted her waist to drive his body to twist, and simultaneously her heel kicked toward Yu Heihu's knee bend.

A set of movements flowing like clouds and water; Yu Heihu seemed to have zero resistance as A Ku flipped him onto his back on the ground, the whole person completely stunned.

But A Ku didn't stop; her left hand reached out to grab Yu Heihu's throat; Yu Heihu in panic reached for A Ku's shoulder — unexpectedly A Ku's shoulder muscles flowed lightly, and Yu Heihu's finger strength that could tear old tree bark was completely neutralized, utterly unable to gain purchase.

The next moment A Ku grabbed Yu Heihu's neck and lifted him directly from the ground, hoisting him in mid-air; Yu Heihu suffocating, his four limbs twitching nonstop.

Then A Ku exerted force again, left leg raised kicking toward Yu Heihu's waist, simultaneously right hand exerting force, directly swinging him up, then heavily slamming him onto the ground.

(Chapter End)