roccoschili Chapter 376 The Arrow-Piercing Hand
Chapter 376 The Arrow-Piercing Hand
"Hehehe...Are you still going to fight or not? If you're not, I won't be polite."
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Bloodblade's eyes.
"You all stand down."
Meng Chuan's expression was stern as he hurriedly issued orders to the experts of the Battle Hall.
Even the Protector of the Prince of Fu said that the experts of the Battle Hall were no match for them, and Meng Chuan didn't want them to lose their lives in vain.
Following Meng Chuan's order, the warriors of the Battle Hall swiftly and orderly withdrew, disappearing in the blink of an eye like the receding tide.
"No, I haven't fought yet, so no one can leave."
Upon seeing this, Bloodblade flew into a rage, his face contorted with rage.
He is invincible in the United States.
Having finally encountered a group of opponents who were barely worthy of his attention, how could he possibly let them go so easily?
Just as Blood Blade was about to pursue the warrior from the Battle Hall, Protector Fu finally made his move.
His figure swayed slightly, his sleeves fluttered lightly, and a cold glint streaked through the air like a shooting star.
Meng Chuan only felt a flash of cold light before his eyes, but he couldn't see what the cold light was at all.
But Bloodblade, relying on the keen intuition he had cultivated over years of fighting, suddenly performed a backflip.
The cold glint almost grazed his face.
With a "bang," a small knife, about the size of a finger, appeared on the cement wall behind Bloodblade.
The blade was already mostly embedded in the wall.
"Holy crap! This..."
Meng Chuan's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.
Even TV dramas wouldn't dare to portray this! It turns out that the Tang Clan's throwing knife technique, a hidden weapon, really exists in this world!
"This is called the Hundred-Step Piercing Hand, a unique secret technique of the Prince of Fu."
Yingdie explained softly, her eyes filled with admiration, for she had been defeated by this very technique back then.
"Shit! Old man, I'm going to kill you!"
Bloodblade turned around and looked at the small knife on the wall behind him, and was immediately enraged.
He had misjudged the Prince of Fu before; he had always thought the Prince of Fu was just a little old man.
Unexpectedly, this old man was actually a powerful figure.
Of course, amidst his anger, he became increasingly excited.
He enjoys killing, and he especially enjoys killing the strong.
Because the moment a strong person falls, a strong sense of pride will well up in his heart.
He decisively abandoned those powerful warriors and charged towards Prince Fu like a mad beast.
He was tall and muscular, and with each step he took, the ground trembled slightly, and the whole building seemed to shake.
Prince Fu remained calm and composed, assuming a stance without haste.
Although he was not as tall and strong as Blood Blade, he possessed a calm and dignified aura.
Blood Blade rushed forward and suddenly threw a heavy punch. The wind howled as the punch aimed straight at the face of Protector Fu.
The protector of the King of Fortune dodged with lightning speed, as nimb as a cat.
At the same time, he bent his fingers like hooks and aimed straight for the vital point of the blood-stained throat.
Blood Blade reacted extremely quickly, swiftly returning to defense, blocking with his arm while simultaneously unleashing a powerful punch with his other hand.
Prince Fu moved nimbly, his figure constantly shifting.
Sometimes he dodged and weaved, sometimes he used skillful force to deflect the attacks of the Blood Blade.
In a short period of time, the two had already clashed more than a dozen times, leaving Meng Chuan dumbfounded.
This is the real battle.
If this whole thing could be made into a movie, it would be a textbook example from the Beijing Film Academy.
Zheng Muchen, Lao Xiao, and the others looked like they'd seen a ghost.
If it weren't for the pain they were still feeling, they would have thought they were dreaming.
It turns out that kung fu, this legendary thing, really exists in the real world.
Before this, they always thought that traditional martial arts were just fancy moves performed on the screen.
Today, we see the exquisite traditional martial arts of Prince Fu, with palm strikes, finger thrusts, and elbow strikes, each move concealing hidden secrets.
Blood Blade was forced into a series of defeats.
Only then did I realize that traditional martial arts are real killing techniques.
However, although Bloodblade was retreating, he did not retreat in disarray.
With his strong fighting spirit and combat experience, he used his super strength and ruthless fighting style to deliver a deadly punch and kick, each punch generating wind and each kick displaying fierce power.
The two fought back and forth, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.
"I underestimated Bloodblade. If I were to fight him head-on, I probably wouldn't last thirty rounds."
Yingdie suddenly said with a serious expression.
Although she had previously admitted that she was not absolutely certain she could defeat Blood Blade.
However, she believes that as long as she fights at all costs, she is not entirely without a chance.
After all, she grew up amidst fighting.
But now, after watching the attacks and battles between Xue Ren and Fu Wang, it's clear that Xue Ren isn't just about brute force as he appears on the stage.
While he is fierce and domineering, he is also meticulous despite his rough exterior.
Most importantly, he has an extremely strong fighting spirit.
Shadow Butterfly had to admit that she had underestimated Blood Blade.
"Therefore, we should not underestimate any opponent. If we are going to fight, we should use our strengths to attack their weaknesses. If we can assassinate them, we should never confront them head-on. This is what is meant by a wise man not standing under a crumbling wall."
Meng Chuan solemnly gave his instructions.
Even Meng Chuan, a complete novice, could see that Blood Blade was terrifyingly powerful.
Fortunately, Prince Fu appeared in time.
Otherwise, who knows how many of those powerful warriors from the Battle Hall would have died or been injured.
This blood-stained blade is a terrifying existence that is almost beyond human capability to defeat.
Suddenly, while Meng Chuan and Ying Die were talking, Prince Fu seized an opening in Xue Ren's defenses.
A palm strike landed on Blood Blade's shoulder, causing him to stagger and stagger back several steps.
The moment the two sides separated, Prince Fu suddenly waved his hand.
He used the Hundred-Step Piercing Willow Hand technique once again.
While the "Hundred-Step Piercing Willow Hand" is very powerful, its strength lies in its surprise attack, but it is not suitable for close-quarters combat.
Now that we've created some distance from Bloodblade, it's the perfect time to strike.
However, at this critical moment, Blood Blade suddenly grabbed a wooden stool that was lying on the ground.
"boom!"
The dagger was embedded in the wooden stool, down to the hilt.
Immediately afterwards, Blood Blade smashed the wooden stool in his hand at Prince Fu.
Prince Fu kicked the wooden stool so hard that it shattered into pieces, sending wood chips flying everywhere.
"Be careful."
Meng Chuan suddenly shouted.
Because Blood Blade took advantage of the moment when Prince Fu kicked the wooden stool to break.
He lunged forward, raising his fist, as big as a clay pot, and smashed it hard into Prince Fu's face.
With the wooden bench obstructing his view, Prince Fu could not immediately see Xue Ren's movements.
However, upon Meng Chuan's warning, Prince Fu immediately clasped his arms together and protected his face.
"boom!"
Blood Blade's punch was heavy and vicious, slamming heavily onto Prince Fu's arm.
Prince Fu was immediately blasted backward and sent flying.
Bloodblade wanted to press his advantage.
However, the next moment, while flying backward, Prince Fu threw out another small knife.
Bloodblade's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly stopped his pursuit, taking several steps back to dodge.
But the knife, like a leech, spurred straight toward his face.
With no way to avoid it, Bloodblade suddenly raised his hand, actually trying to catch the dagger with his own flesh and blood.
However, he underestimated the force attached to the knife.
The moment his fingers gripped the knife, his palm was pierced.
"Oh shit!! Old man, I'm going to kill you!"