C81 Obtained Golden Bell Cover Iron Skin
C81 Obtained Golden Bell Cover Iron Skin
"You, this, this... Let's have a good talk. Don't attack first." Kong Faang did not expect Ye Qing to be so fierce. He even found many friends from the martial arts world, and even had a legendary expert in Overt Power.
But seeing this scene, he felt that it was useless to look for anyone. It was too scary!
"Say your mother!" Ye Qing cursed. He took two or three steps forward and grabbed Kong Faang's head with his big hand.
"My mother!"
Kong Faang was really scared. He kept stepping back, but his speed was not as fast as Ye Qing's. Just as he was about to reach him, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of him with a bang. His palm was very black, and there were many calluses on it. He had clearly practiced outer force. This palm strike might not even be able to withstand a cow!
Ye Qing's palm was numb. He did not have the time to shake it. He grabbed the black hand and pulled it hard. His other hand came out from his sleeve and aimed at his heart.
But he did not expect this middle-aged man to be even more tyrannical. He did not dodge, and instead, his shoulder leaned forward like a rhinoceros's horn, forcing Ye Qing to retreat.
Seeing this scene, Kong Faang heaved a sigh of relief and sneered, "Mister Suh Wu, you are the elite of Moon Reading Group, and you are already a master of the Bright Force in the Traditional Martial Arts. How can you not defeat you?"
"You are from the Moon Reading Group?" Ye Qing frowned. Only now did he remember that the headquarters of Moon Reading Group was also in Qingzhou. He had promised those higher ups that he would treat their chairman.
"If it's fake, I don't care who you are. Just wait for your death!" A vicious look flashed in Kong Faang's eyes. "Mr. Suh Wu, kill him!"
Suh Wu did not move. Instead, he asked, "Look at your path. It is the Baji Fist, but the Eight Extremes Sect has declined and has become the lowliest path. Where did you learn it from?"
"The Baji Fist has declined. You do not have many successors in the Iron Sand Palm!" Ye Qing sneered. It wasn't him who saw it, but the system who recognized it.
Furthermore, there was a mission. As long as he defeated Suh Wu, he would be rewarded with the Golden Bell Cover Iron Skin!
Suh Wu's face turned ugly, and his facial expression became serious. The reason he called Ye Qing out just now was because he wanted to say that he was stronger than him, and that he could see through him. However, he didn't expect that Ye Qing would be able to tell his background with just a single word.
"You're not old, and your tone isn't young. Kid, don't blame me for beating you to death if you have no eyes!" Suh Wu snorted coldly, and he couldn't help it. Ye Qing's gaze was very sharp, and it made him feel as if he had been cut by a knife. He immediately understood that he had practiced his martial arts to perfection!
Even someone who had not entered the Bright Force was so powerful. When his bones and bones cracked and he stepped into this realm, he was afraid that he would be like Sun Lu Tang from a hundred years ago. He would be invincible under the heavens!
Suh Wu's eyes lit up. He stretched out his arm, and a black palm that seemed to be made of steel slapped towards Ye Qing's face!
If it was slapped down, half of his head would definitely be gone, and he would die without a doubt.
However, Ye Qing was not an idiot. He just stood there without moving. His physical fitness was at most stronger than ordinary people, but compared to the old man who had been practicing martial arts for decades, he was still far from being able to compare.
Swoosh!
Ye Qing moved his feet. He was very light and was ten times faster than the sprint champion. In a flash, he was behind Suh Wu. He threw his fist at the lumbar point. If he hit it, his whole body would be paralyzed!
"He is as fast as lightning in an instant!" Suh Wu's pupils shrank. He felt that it was unbelievable. He leaned back like an immovable mountain, trying to knock Ye Qing away.
However, Ye Qing's eyes flashed. He moved forward inch by inch, like a Vajra Buddha that had been reborn. He was as close as a mountain!
Bang!
Suh Wu was immediately crippled, and he went to the corner of the wall to stabilize his body. He was just a hair away from falling down from upstairs. Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. He was not as arrogant as before. Instead, he said with great admiration, "You are so young, yet you have such strength. I admire you!"
"Your martial arts are all in the palm of your hand, and my speed is faster than yours. There is no reason for me to lose." Ye Qing shook his head. The system's agility was not for nothing.
This was called knowing oneself and knowing your enemy, and winning a hundred battles!
If it was really a head-on collision, that pair of iron palms would probably be able to break Ye Qing's bones!
"Congratulations to host. You have defeated Suh Wu. You are rewarded with the Golden Bell Shield Iron Skin!"
A voice sounded out in Ye Qing's mind. Immediately, he felt that his body was different. It was as if his body was as dense as a golden body. Even if his fists were to hit it, it would instead produce an empty sound.
The Golden Bell Iron Skin Technique was used to practice martial arts. However, one was for internal and the other was for external. The two of them complemented each other perfectly. In addition to the system's power, Ye Qing's body and bones were absolutely perfect. Which rank was the top in the Traditional Martial Arts Realm?
"Mister Suh Wu, do it! You clearly have the upper hand, why did you listen to me?!" Kong Faang's scalp went numb as he watched.
"Mr. Kong, I am not a match for you. If I attack again, I will only die." Suh Wu smiled bitterly, "The Baji Fist has found its treasure, but why doesn't our Iron Sand Palm have such a descendant..."
"Damn it, you are really a piece of trash. Fortunately, I knew that you are unreliable!" Kong Faang's expression was extremely ugly. He shouted, "Attack!"
Swoosh!
The sound of air being torn could be heard.
A flying knife filled with coldness shot towards Ye Qing. There was no way to dodge!
Ye Qing did not plan to hide either.
Kong Faang laughed wildly.
Just when everyone thought that Ye Qing would die for sure.
Ding!
The throwing knife landed on Ye Qing's body, making a metallic sound as it fell to the ground.