Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint-Chapter 161 - 112: Senior Sister
The cold sea breeze scraped across the jagged reefs. Below their feet, waves shattered with a dull roar.
Tu Gang’s eyes were fixed on Chen Qing, as if he wanted to tear his flesh from his bones, inch by inch.
"You little bastard!"
Every word from Tu Gang was steeped in bone-deep hatred. "I’m going to chop you into pieces and feed you to the fish. I’ll make you suffer a fate worse than death."
The instant the last word, "death," left his lips, the reef beneath Tu Gang’s feet exploded!
He transformed into a bloody streak of light that tore through the sea breeze. His Ghost Head Saber let out a piercing shriek. Before the blade even arrived, the condensed, almost tangible, bloody Saber Qi had already split the air, looking as if it would swallow Chen Qing whole.
The Saber Qi enveloped the area, and the powerful winds gouged deep marks into the reef’s surface!
Facing this astonishingly powerful strike, Chen Qing’s eyes were as serene as a cold, ancient well.
The Cold Chiyi Spear in his hand let out a low dragon’s roar as its shaft instantly transformed into an iron gate holding back a mountain!
Immovable Prison Suppression!
CLANG—!!!
The deafening clash of metal exploded!
The spear shaft and saber blade collided violently, sending sparks flying like a torrential downpour!
An immense and unstoppable force surged down the spear shaft. The muscles in Chen Qing’s arms bulged instantly, like coiling Qiu Dragons.
This was the sign of his Eight Extremes Vajra Body being pushed to the peak of the Rock Realm.
CRACK! The hard reef beneath his feet shattered and sank, his feet forcibly sinking an inch into the stone.
The blow sent him sliding back three steps, each one carving a deep trench into the reef!
A sharp pain shot through the web of his hand, and blood trickled down the spear’s shaft. But with the reinforcement of his Vajra Body, the bones and muscles of his arm were far tougher than an ordinary person’s. It was only a flesh wound and hadn’t caused any fundamental damage.
Tu Gang had no intention of testing the waters; he unleashed the full extent of his Mid-stage Embracing Pill Power from the very beginning.
The savage look in his eyes intensified. He was pressing his advantage, giving no quarter.
The flashes of his saber unfolded like a bloody storm, each strike faster and heavier than the last!
His grand, sweeping Saber Technique was wreathed in potent Blood Evil True Qi. Each blow seemed to carry the weight of a mountain, making Chen Qing’s spear hum and his arms ache with numbness, while his blood and qi churned violently within him!
He was like a lone boat in a stormy sea, completely suppressed within a narrow patch of the reef.
The shadow of his spear desperately guarded his vitals, while his footwork became incredibly agile. He showcased his Wave Riding Body Technique perfectly on the slippery, jagged reefs.
Each movement was as if on flat ground. His figure weaved between the sea spray and the flashes of the saber, narrowly avoiding the deadliest arcs of the blade. It was as if a light tap of his toes allowed him to glide along the waves with uncanny agility.
The Ghost Head Saber, with a shriek that tore through the air, once again chopped down at his head! Chen Qing raised his spear to block it head-on!
CLANG!!
Another loud crash! Chen Qing’s arms trembled violently. His Vajra Body at the Rock Realm once again endured the recoil, a faint bronze light flashing across his skin as the reef beneath his feet exploded again.
Tu Gang’s Saber Momentum shifted. He stopped his downward chop and instead thrust like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave. The tip of his saber, carrying Blood Evil True Qi, aimed for the acupoint on Chen Qing’s right shoulder with vicious precision!
If that strike landed, his entire arm would be instantly crippled!
A ruthless glint appeared in Chen Qing’s eyes. Instead of trying to dodge the fatal thrust, he poured all his True Qi into his left leg and waist, which were supporting his body!
At the same time, his right hand, holding the spear, suddenly dipped, and his wrist twisted inward at an exceptionally bizarre and cunning angle!
SSSK—!
The tip of the Ghost Head Saber grazed past Chen Qing’s shoulder, drawing a spray of blood.
But in that instant, as the Saber Momentum caused his body to tilt slightly!
Chen Qing’s dipping, inward-twisting right wrist suddenly snapped!
Using the Inch Force generated by his body’s tilt and the twist of his wrist, the butt of the Cold Chiyi Spear shot out like a scorpion’s stinger. With lightning speed, it sprang from under Chen Qing’s ribs at an incredibly devious angle!
This thrust was not only fast but also exceptionally strange.
It was the culmination of Chen Qing’s perfect timing, aimed not at Tu Gang’s vitals, but at his chest, where his Protective True Qi was relatively weak.
Tu Gang never expected Chen Qing to counter-attack from such a desperate position, let alone for the counter to be so insidious and cunning, coming from an angle that defied all logic!
He didn’t even have time to pull his arm back to block!
PFFT!
A soft tearing sound was heard!
The metal edge of the spear’s butt viciously slashed across Tu Gang’s right arm, instantly ripping open a three-inch-long gash in his skin and muscle!
Dark red blood immediately gushed out!
Tu Gang grunted, a searing pain shooting through his arm.
He glanced down at the wound on his arm. Though it wasn’t deep, it sent an inexplicable jolt through his heart.
VMMMM—!
Tu Gang let out a low roar as his saber erupted in a blinding, bloody light. His Blood Evil True Qi churned and roared like boiling lava.
The muscles in Tu Gang’s arms bulged like iron as he raised the Ghost Head Saber high above his head and chopped down toward Chen Qing’s face!
Before the Saber Qi even arrived, the reef below had already begun to crack inch by inch like a fragile eggshell.
Chen Qing’s left hand, hidden in his sleeve, shot out like lightning!
Three streaks of dark light tore through the air with a piercing whistle, shooting with unerring accuracy toward Tu Gang’s eyes and the spot between his brows!
Floating Light and Shadow Hand!
Chen Qing’s timing was perfect, striking just as Tu Gang’s True Qi was surging, leaving his defenses at their weakest.
"What?!"
Tu Gang was shocked. His entire heart and spirit had been focused on Chen Qing’s spear; he never imagined his opponent could spare the attention to unleash such insidious and cunning Hidden Weapons!
In his haste, all he could do was jerk his head to the side!
THUD! THUD!
Two dull thuds of flesh being pierced rang out!
One Money Dart embedded itself deep in Tu Gang’s left shoulder blade, while the other grazed his right ear, drawing a trail of blood beads!
The third, aimed between his brows, was dodged by a hair’s breadth. It grazed his scalp as it flew by, slicing off a lock of hair!
