I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 128: Departing After Settling the Matter
"If you can walk out of the martial arts hall standing today, consider it my loss!"
Hearing Zhao Rongbin’s words, Zhang Yuan revealed a disdainful smile.
He then assumed the starting stance of the Tiger Subduing Fist!
The crowd of martial hall disciples were instantly in an uproar, glaring fiercely at Zhang Yuan, wishing they could devour him alive on the spot.
Because just a moment ago, Zhang Yuan had used the exact same starting stance against their senior brother.
It was undoubtedly a great humiliation to Zhao Rongbin!
And when Zhao Rongbin was urgently called out from the inner chamber by his disciples, the senior brother of the Zhao Martial Arts Hall had already been knocked to the ground by Zhang Yuan, so he hadn’t witnessed the exchange between the two.
"Tiger Subduing Fist?"
But upon seeing Zhang Yuan’s fist technique, and the infuriating smile on Zhang Yuan’s face, Zhao Rongbin couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his eye: "Fine, fine, fine, let’s see if you can really subdue the Qing’an Tiger!"
Zhang Yuan hadn’t made a wrong choice earlier by focusing on practicing the Tiger Subduing Fist. The effect of mocking Zhao Rongbin was fully maximized.
This old hand had his defenses broken on the spot!
"You talk too much nonsense."
As soon as Zhang Yuan finished his sentence, he leaped forward, suddenly pouncing towards Zhao Rongbin.
"Take this!"
Accompanied by a thunderous shout, he simultaneously clawed with both hands forward, the left targeting Zhao Rongbin’s throat, the right reaching for his heart.
The force was mighty, and extremely fierce!
It was precisely the Tiger Capturing Technique from the Tiger Subduing Fist.
"Good!"
Zhao Rongbin’s surging anger instantly transformed into a blazing fighting spirit, a powerful surge of power unleashed from his skin, muscles, and internal organs, instantly channeling into his right arm.
Facing Zhang Yuan’s lunge, he neither dodged nor evaded. This Qing’an Tiger abruptly unleashed a punch with his right fist!
As a Tier Three Transformation Realm expert, his furious strike carried a power exceeding thirty-five hundred pounds.
In an instant, Zhao Rongbin’s arm muscles knotted and tightened like iron, his fist tearing through the air with an astounding momentum.
Directly aimed at Zhang Yuan’s chest!
If this punch landed, even if Zhang Yuan was made of stone, he would shatter into pieces.
At the same time, Zhao Rongbin’s left hand was left open, ready with a follow-up move.
But this Qing’an Tiger didn’t think he would even need to use a follow-up move.
If Zhang Yuan couldn’t be dealt with in one move, it wouldn’t be a beautiful win.
And wouldn’t vent his anger!
Zhao Rongbin’s eyes shone with a murderous gleam.
However, in the next moment, there was a trace of astonishment in his gaze.
Because just as they were about to collide, Zhang Yuan suddenly smiled.
He smiled leisurely, calm and confident.
He suddenly spread his ten fingers, transforming them from claws to palms, one palm catching Zhao Rongbin’s right fist, and the other striking towards his heart!
Bang!
The collision of fist and palm caused a violent shockwave, an invisible ripple appearing in the surrounding air.
Snap!
Zhao Rongbin was horrified to find that his right fist seemed to strike against a copper wall, the rebounding force shattering his finger bones.
How could this be possible!?
Zhao Rongbin couldn’t believe that a young Tier Two martial artist could possess such formidable strength.
He felt like he had lived half his life in vain.
But all of his shock, bewilderment, confusion, pain, and fear were shattered by Zhang Yuan’s right palm in an instant.
Crack!
Zhao Rongbin couldn’t even launch his follow-up move, nor could he dodge, as his left chest received a heavy palm strike.
This very palm directly caved in the vital spot of this Qing’an Tiger, his ribs breaking and shattering on the spot, causing him to uncontrollably fly backward.
In mid-air, his face twisted completely, and blood flowed from his mouth, eyes, ears, and nose simultaneously.
Boom!
Zhao Rongbin flew a good twenty paces away, crashing against the wall of the martial arts hall’s main room.
He was actually "hung" on it! 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
The stunned martial hall disciples were all dumbfounded.
Many hadn’t even clearly seen the exchange between Zhang Yuan and Zhao Rongbin, only witnessing their master being turned into a wall decoration!
The martial hall courtyard fell into dead silence, everyone felt like they were dreaming.
An utterly surreal dream!
Puff!
Zhao Rongbin, hanging on the wall, didn’t die immediately. He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments, using his last bit of strength to lift his gaze to Zhang Yuan: "You..."
Unfortunately, this Qing’an Tiger could only utter that single word.
The light of life in his eyes quickly extinguished, his head drooping helplessly, devoid of any further breath.
And at this moment, Zhang Yuan calmly withdrew his palms.
"Qing’an Tiger, just an empty reputation!"
He let out a cold laugh, tossed a remark, and turned to leave.
When the matter was cleared, he brushed off without a care!
It wasn’t until Zhang Yuan’s figure disappeared at the gate that the numerous martial hall disciples were jolted awake from their stupor.
"Master!"
Panic-stricken, they scrambled to peel Zhao Rongbin off the wall.
Attempting to save their master, they discovered that Zhao Rongbin had already completely ceased to breathe.
The heart of this Qing’an Tiger had been shattered by Zhang Yuan’s palm!
Wailing, exclamations, cries for help, sobbing sounds burst forth, transforming the Zhao Martial Arts Hall into a mourning hall.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yuan, upon exiting the martial arts hall, hurried to a location outside Qing’an County Town.
To rendezvous with Zhan Peng, who was waiting there.
Their meeting place was far from the main road, with few people around.
Seeing Zhang Yuan, the bored Zhan Peng suddenly perked up.
But before he could speak, Zhang Yuan casually remarked, "I’ve killed Zhao Rongbin."
"What?"
Zhan Peng could hardly believe his ears, suspecting Zhang Yuan was speaking nonsense.
The time since he parted from Zhang Yuan was quite short, during which he obtained a ride and luggage to wait here as instructed by Zhang Yuan.
Now Zhang Yuan suddenly claimed to have killed Zhao Rongbin.
How could Zhan Peng easily believe it!
But Zhang Yuan had no interest in providing further explanations. He pulled a letter from his breast and handed it to Zhan Peng: "Could you deliver this letter to Linhe, and be careful yourself."
Zhao Rongbin was not an insignificant figure; he had considerable influence and connections in Qing’an County.
The death of this martial arts hall master was bound to stir up a significant commotion.
If someone were to conduct a thorough investigation, they might trace it back to Zhan Peng.
This possibility wasn’t negligible, and as long as Zhan Peng wasn’t foolish, he naturally knew what to do.
With that said, Zhang Yuan had spoken enough.
He had no obligation to protect the other; he promptly saddled his horse and mounted it.
With a nod towards Zhan Peng, Zhang Yuan spurred his horse and rode off.
Linhe County had several Tier Four True Qi Martial Artists, and as a populous Upper County, Qing’an had numerous martial forces, with no shortage of experts and powerful figures compared to Linhe.
It wouldn’t be surprising if a strong fighter turned out to be Zhao Rongbin’s friend or backer.
Zhang Yuan wasn’t foolish.
He naturally needed to run as far as possible before the situation fully escalated.
Zhan Peng stared dumbfounded at his departing figure, suddenly shuddering with a chill.
He immediately rushed back to town.
As Zhang Yuan rode his horse a certain distance away.
He suddenly turned pale.
And spat a mouthful of dark, clotted blood!
