The Martial Artists of the Jinling Zhao Family clearly hadn't expected Zhao Yuan to launch a counter-charge. Even less had they anticipated his incredible speed!
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yuan clashed with the three Martial Artists charging at the very front.
"Get on your knees!" the leftmost Martial Artist roared, his fingers bent into two sharp claws. He swiped at Zhao Yuan, his hands cutting through the air with a sharp whistle.
The Martial Artists in the middle and on the right remained silent, but their Techniques were just as ferocious!
One ford a knife-hand and chopped down at Zhao Yuan's face, while the other planted his left foot, his right leg whipping out like a lash, whistling as it flew toward Zhao Yuan's ribs.
All three attacks were incredibly vicious!
The three Martial Artists were confident that even if Zhao Yuan could block one attack, he couldn't possibly defend against the other two!
Faced with the Thunderbolt-like assault, a sharp glint flashed in Zhao Yuan's eyes. His right leg shot out, swift as lightning, his strikes coming one after another like crashing waves.
It was the Mandarin Duck Leg!
BANG!
Zhao Yuan's foot slamd into the rightmost Martial Artist's leg!
Though both had used a kicking technique, it was obvious this man's leg was no match for Zhao Yuan's!
With a sickening CRACK, the kick shattered both the man's tibia and fibula!
"AHHH—" The rightmost Martial Artist collapsed, clutching his broken leg and screaming in agony.
After felling his first opponent in a single move, Zhao Yuan didn't lower his leg. Instead, he snapped it out in a continuous motion toward the middle Martial Artist, his foot colliding with the man's incoming knife-hand!
The middle Martial Artist imdiately suffered the sa fate as his companion, only it was the bones in his hand that shattered.
At that sa mont, the leftmost Martial Artist's clawed hand reached Zhao Yuan, digging viciously into his shoulder.
Seeing his attack land, the Martial Artist's lips curled into a triumphant smirk. "I've spent over ten years of painstaking effort on my Eagle Claw Technique! A single strike can shatter bricks and crack stone! Now, watch as I rip through your flesh and crush your bones!"
Zhao Yuan simply raised an eyebrow and activated the Black Tortoise Form of his Four Saints Technique. In an instant, his muscles tensed, becoming as hard as steel. His opponent's sharp claws rely tore his skin and the surface layer of muscle; they couldn't even touch his tendons or bone.
"Huh?" The Martial Artist imdiately sensed sothing was wrong and blurted out, "The Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt?"
Little did he know that Zhao Yuan's body had been tempered by a Body Refining Elixir and he had practiced the Four Saints Technique. It was a conditioning thod far superior to hard-style practices like the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, not in any way inferior!
Zhao Yuan spun around and launched a swift counter-attack.
Because they were so close, Zhao Yuan didn't use his Jade Ring Step and Mandarin Duck Leg. Instead, while the Martial Artist was still stunned, he boxed the man's ears, the concussive force knocking him out cold.
This series of exchanges seed complex, but it was all over in the blink of an eye.
However, in that brief mont, the remaining Martial Artists had reached Zhao Yuan's side.
Seeing three of their companions injured and defeated so quickly made them realize Zhao Yuan's terrifying strength. They no longer dared to underestimate him in the slightest and beca deadly serious.
This group of Martial Artists coordinated with each other perfectly. One of them yelled, "Surround and kill him!" The rest imdiately fanned out like a net, moving to encircle Zhao Yuan.
On closer inspection, their footwork wasn't random; it followed the principles of a battle Array! Once Zhao Yuan was caught in their encirclent, he would face a continuous barrage of attacks from all sides. No matter how strong he was, he would surely be at a disadvantage!
At the critical mont, Zhao Yuan activated a Shrinking Earth Talisman.
The Martial Artists' vision blurred for an instant, and then Zhao Yuan vanished. They were stunned. "Where is he? Where did he go?"
Suddenly, one of them spotted Zhao Yuan and scread at a comrade across from him, "Watch out! He's behind you!"
Before the man could even turn, Zhao Yuan struck him sharply on the back of the neck. His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground with a THUD.
The Martial Artists on either side roared and moved to attack Zhao Yuan in unison, but before they could even launch their assault, he vanished again. He reappeared several ters away behind another Martial Artist and took him down in the sa fashion.
The faces of the Jinling Zhao Family's Martial Artists instantly turned as white as sheets.
"He's so fast!"
Their expressions were a mixture of shock and utter disbelief.
They never would have imagined that soone could move so fast. He was as elusive as a ghost!
"Qinggong!"
Outside the training grounds, a reporter cried out in excitent.
"With that kind of speed, it must be Qinggong! I just wonder if it's the legendary Wave-Riding Step, or the Divine Transformation?"
At that exact mont, Liu Zhu, Wang Rongfeng, and Wu Yan also charged onto the battlefield.
Although the three of them didn't know any Martial Skills, they had been training diligently in the Four Saints Technique under the supervision of Zhao Yuan and the White Cat. As a result, their physical conditioning was exceptionally robust. They also knew they were no match for these Martial Artists in single combat, so they weren't foolish enough to fight them head-on. Instead, they stuck together and focused on harassnt tactics.
Their harassnt was highly effective.
The Martial Artists were already reeling from Zhao Yuan's ghostly movents. The trio's chaotic, undisciplined attacks threw them into further disarray, making it impossible for them to maintain their Array Formation.
With the combined power of the Shrinking Earth Talisman and the Jade Ring Step and Mandarin Duck Leg, Zhao Yuan was like a one-man army, plowing through the Martial Artists. He knocked them down one after another. Within two or three minutes, every last one of them had been KO'd and was lying on the ground!
Zhao Yuan slamd his foot down on a Martial Artist who was trying to get back up, pinning him to the ground. He then beckoned to the stunned Jinling Zhao Clan mbers. "Anyone else want to try?"
Every single one of the Jinling Zhao Clan mbers lowered their heads.
Not every mber of the Jinling Zhao Clan was a martial artist; most of them were ordinary people. As for those who were, they had just watched more than a dozen of their comrades get utterly defeated while ganging up on Zhao Yuan. Who among them would dare go up there just to get beaten down?
"What an impressive Jade Ring Step and Mandarin Duck Leg, truly domineering and sharp! Your legwork is so fluid and continuous, without the slightest hint of awkwardness. Could it be that you have the complete manual? And what Qinggong are you using? I can't think of any Light Body Technique that could grant soone such speed!"
A voice drifted in from outside the training grounds.
Zhao Yuan turned his head toward the sound.
A burly man in his forties strode onto the training grounds.
"The Coach is here!" The previously dejected Jinling Zhao Clan mbers suddenly lit up as if they had found a beacon of hope. They started shouting, "That kid is too arrogant! Coach, go teach him a lesson!"
The Martial Artist pinned under Zhao Yuan's foot also cried out, "Coach, save us!"
"You have the nerve to ask for help? What have I been teaching you all this ti? More than ten of you couldn't even beat one person! You deserve to be pinned under his foot! Don't call Coach ever again. You're a disgrace!"
The burly man first berated the Martial Artists before turning to size up Zhao Yuan.
As he looked, his expression grew grave.
"Your Qi and blood are abundant, and your eyes are bright with spirit… Have you already reached the realm of Marrow Cleansing?"
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