Top-Class Insight: Start with Basic Fist Techniques - Chapter 44
Chapter 44: Terrifying Armored Man!
Translator: Daoist6fubtiW
Lu Changsheng reacted swiftly. He thrust his short sword straight at his opponent.
“Ding.”
With a light clank, Lu Changsheng’s sword seemed to strike as if it were hitting solid refined iron. It didn’t penetrate at all.
At the same time, his opponent’s enormous hand had already seized Lu Changsheng’s sword and effortlessly twisted it.
“Crack.”
Lu Changsheng’s sword snapped instantly.
Simultaneously, an incredibly massive metal fist descended toward Lu Changsheng with terrifying power.
The fierce wind rushed at him, and even before the punch landed, Lu Changsheng could feel its overwhelming force.
Lu Changsheng acted almost without thinking, immediately leaping backward.
“Swish.”
Lu Changsheng leaped out and landed in the spacious hall below, not far from the red-robed man.
Soon, the dust and smoke dissipated, revealing the robust figure from before, allowing everyone to see his appearance clearly.
He was a person fully clad in iron armor.
Not a single part of his body, not even his eyes, was exposed; he was entirely encased in the iron suit.
No wonder Lu Changsheng’s short sword couldn’t penetrate it; it was evidently blocked by the iron armor.
“You’re useless.”
“Just two insignificant rats, and you can’t stop them; I have to intervene.”
The robust iron-clad man spoke with a rough voice that sounded like thunder, exuding a powerful aura.
Xu Dashan hastily bowed and said, “Eminent Sir, I’m afraid both of these individuals are top visceral refining martial artists, and my men find it difficult to fend them off. 1 have no choice but to ask for your assistance.”
Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. It appeared that Xu Dashan was subordinate to this iron-clad man.
At this moment, the red-robed man spoke coldly, “Remnants of the Vile Poison Sect, it is indeed you. If I’m not mistaken, you are Zhao Xing, the Left Emissary of the Vile Poison Sect, right?”
“Swoosh.”
The iron-clad man immediately turned his gaze toward the red-robed man, sneering, “Someone actually knows my identity? Nevertheless, now that you know, you must die today!”
However, the red-robed man didn’t seem to be afraid at all; instead, he appeared excited, laughing heartily. “Haha, the heavens have eyes, and I’ve finally found you.”
“Oh? It seems you’ve been pursuing the Holy Sect for a long time. Tell me your name!”
“The Vile Poison Sect scum, do you remember the Shen Family Village in Taicang County?”
“Back then, you slaughtered all 318 people in the Shen Family Village just to refine the Grand Vile Poison Pill. I jumped into the lake, and the undercurrent carried me away; that’s the only reason 1 survived.”
“I’ve been chasing after you for a full thirteen years. Now, when 1 saw the Blood-Enhancing Pills in Nanyang Prefecture, 1 knew they were the work of your Vile Poison Sect, and it’s indeed you scoundrels!”
Zhao Xing, the iron-clad man, contemplated for a moment and said meaningfully, “It’s you! I remember now. At the Shen Family Village, there was a brat who miraculously jumped into the lake, and we thought you’d drowned. But you somehow survived.”
“However, since you were fortunate enough to survive, you should have hidden away and lived quietly. Why seek death now?”
“Today, 1 shall send you to reunite with the people of Shen Family Village!”
Zhao Xing leaped abruptly.
Despite his heavy iron armor, it didn’t seem to hinder his agility in the least, indicating his terrifying physical capabilities.
“Bang.”
Zhao Xing jumped into the hall, creating a large pit upon landing.
Afterward, he strode rapidly towards Shen Ying, swiftly closing the distance between them.
“Clang.”
Shen Ying drew his sword.
He delivered a powerful, forceful strike that hit Zhao Xing’s arm, but it had minimal effect.
“Sizzle.”
As the large sword met the iron armor, sparks flew.
Zhao Xing countered with a swift kick.
“Bang.”
Shen Ying was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
Even though he was a visceral refining martial artist, being kicked by Zhao Xing caused him intense internal pain as if his organs had shifted.
“Is this your strength? You really think you can avenge the Holy Sect?”
“Don’t overestimate yourself!”
Shen Ying could only spit out blood as he stared hatefully at Zhao Xing.
“Kid, no need to hide.”
“Shen Ying is seeking death, and you will die with him!”
Zhao Xing turned around abruptly and looked at Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng hadn’t joined Shen Ying in attacking Zhao Xing earlier because he was searching for Zhao Xing’s vulnerability or weakness. Otherwise, intervening prematurely would likely have resulted in the same fate as Shen Ying.
However, even after a lengthy observation and closely scrutinizing Zhao Xing from head to toe, Lu Changsheng couldn’t find any weakness. Zhao Xing, wearing his iron armor, was impenetrable. His physical prowess was terrifying, and he was highly agile despite the heavy armor.
A master like Zhao Xing had no discernible weak point.
To defeat him, there was only one way—directly confronting him with overwhelming power.
“I’ve been practicing martial arts for so long, and you’re the first interesting opponent I’ve encountered.”
“You’ll do.”
Lu Changsheng tossed away the fractured half of his short sword, which was ineffective against Zhao Xing.
Against an armored opponent like Zhao Xing, neither the short sword nor the dagger would have any impact.
His signature technique was Swift Killing Art.
Under normal circumstances, the Swift Killing Art made him nearly unbeatable against martial artists below the Godly Realm.
However, in this predicament, the Swift Killing Art was of no use.
Evidently, the Swift Killing Art had its limitations.
Yet, Lu Changsheng wasn’t solely reliant on the Swift Killing Art. After the Blood Transfusion, his body’s attributes had significantly improved. He had also reached the Jade Bone Realm, making his defense and strength exceptionally formidable.
Lu Changsheng considered himself equal to or even more potent than Li Ji, the “Dragongod of Blades,” who possessed innate divine power.
Given his current situation, whether he had the Swift Killing Art or not, it made no difference to Lu Changsheng.
“Hmph, you’re just talk!”
“I’ll have your head ripped off to see if it’s as hard as your mouth!”
“Bang.”
Zhao Xing stepped on the ground, creating an instant massive pit filled with spiderweb-like cracks around it.
He then leaped into the air with a giant fist raised, preparing to strike Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng’s eyes gleamed.
He wasn’t foolish; how could he, as a mere human, withstand an impact with iron armor?
“Swoosh.”
With a burst of agility, Lu Changsheng skillfully evaded the strike.
Simultaneously, he reached one of the stone tables where Shen Ying had taken cover.
Lu Changsheng grabbed the table with both hands, then took a deep breath.
“Boom.”
Suddenly, Lu Changsheng’s blood and energy erupted, causing his blood to surge like crashing waves.
Faintly, it appeared as if the entire underground hall was dyed red by the blood.
Moreover, even the temperature in the hall was rapidly rising, highlighting the fiery, overwhelming nature of Lu Changsheng’s blood and energy.
Concurrently, Lu Changsheng sensed a surge of strength rising deep within his bones.
Blood, Jade Bone, muscle, and other aspects of his strength all converged within his arms.
“Rise!”
Lu Changsheng roared, revealing pronounced veins across his body.
The massive pillar started swaying under his grip, causing the entire hall to tremble..
