Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 1435 - 44: Nanhai Sword Duel (Part 2)

The forest was slashed, trees broken in countless directions.

However, Lei Zhenming was unperturbed, raising his eyes, he saw Su Mo’s palm directly in front of him.

The inner strength in the palm was restrained, stopping at a distance of three inches.

Lei Zhenming let out a long breath:

"Young Alliance Leader Su Mo, your martial arts are supre, Old Lei is not your match, I concede defeat!"

"Thank you for your letting win."

Su Mo retracted his stance, clasping his fists, and stepped back.

Lei Zhenming sheathed his knife and stood, returning the gesture, feeling defeated as he walked to the riverside to sit and adjust his inner breath.

As he had just sat down, he saw another figure leap into action.

Coming before Su Mo, the figure clasped his hands in salute:

"Bai Hong Palm Jiang Shaoyang, please enlighten !"

"Please."

Su Mo nodded slightly, offering a gesture of ’please’.

Without hesitation, Jiang Shaoyang flipped his palm, the wind from it whistling towards Su Mo’s face.

Su Mo reached out to intercept, but Jiang Shaoyang’s palm movent was a continuous chain.

Unending gusts of palm wind ca in layers and overlapped.

Initially, his palm color was normal.

However, as the palm wind grew more fierce, both palms started turning completely black.

At this point, the moves beca varied.

Even more fierce and ruthless.

Palm wielded like a knife, slicing horizontally and vertically, transforming from layered combinations to bold openings.

His palms moved in synchronization, front and back, quite impressive.

Yet after a few moves, his palm color changed again.

Driven by inner strength, both palms turned jade-like, seemingly exhibiting a suction effect; occasionally clashing with Su Mo’s palm movents, there was strange inner strength attacking directly along the ridians.

Su Mo shifted his footwork, battling him for over thirty rounds.

After the opponent had displayed all his martial arts skills, Su Mo then gently nodded:

"This hand technique is quite mystical, but what is its na?"

"!!!!"

Hearing this, Jiang Shaoyang felt as if struck by lightning.

Having tangled with Su Mo for over thirty rounds, having exercised all his learning; by now, inner strength was pushed to the limit, showing every skill he possessed.

He thought he was matching Su Mo evenly.

But unexpectedly, Su Mo calmly spoke, casually and without any hint of having exerted himself fully.

For a mont, a sense of defeat overwheld him.

He simply tapped his foot, his figure retreating:

"Young Alliance Leader Su Mo has supre martial arts, I am not your match!"

"Thanks, thanks."

Su Mo laughed and said: "Your hand technique has other mysteries, in my opinion, your three variations have not reached their peak. With inner strength driving hand power, combined with different martial arts, all have exquisite qualities, quite remarkable."

"This..."

Jiang Shaoyang blinked, montarily unsure of what to say.

He ca to duel, not to be instructed in martial arts!

"Hahaha!"

Laughter burst forth, as two figures, splitting light into shadow, appeared beside Jiang Shaoyang.

One said to Jiang Shaoyang:

"Already defeated, why not step aside?"

The other spoke to Su Mo:

"Our brotherhood also cos for instruction!"

"Good."

Su Mo was accepting anyone who ca today, upon hearing the word ’good’, these two already struck.

One attacked the upper three routes, the other focused on the lower three routes.

Upper routes centered on claw technique, the lower routes applied an extrely sinister footwork.

Once these two started, the attack was endless, like torrential rivers, erging endlessly.

On the side, Ming Yue Taoist and the Nine Ard Vajra Gu Renzheng exchanged glances.

"When did the Tie Brothers learn such fierce claw and foot techniques?"

"The two coordinating seamlessly, attacking up and down, clearly this joined effort was not achieved overnight.

"But the Tie Brothers’ signature move isn’t their Left and Right Wind Cloud Fist?

"Why... wait, why do their moves look familiar?"

"Not good!!"

Gu Renzheng suddenly exclaid:

"Young Alliance Leader Su Mo, beware, they are not the Tie Brothers.

"But Yin’s Ghosts!

"Thirty Six Paths of Yin Wind Claw, Seventy two Forms of Mortal Legs.

"Poison Hidden in Claw, Deadly Leg, cannot be underestimated!!"

Just as he said this, one of them sneered:

"It’s already too late.

"During the day, the kid had poison experts by his side. At night, in single combat, he is bound to be sched against."

The other continued leg attacks aggressively, forcing Su Mo to retreat three steps.

Yet the other grinned maliciously, changing his footing, and suddenly kicked straight at Su Mo’s vital points.

At the sa ti, Yinfeng Claw flickered, aiming towards Su Mo’s eyes.

Everyone present was watching with wide eyes.

They thought Su Mo was truly poisoned, wanting to intervene but it was too late.

Yu Shengnan unconsciously tightened her grip on Yang Xiaoyun’s sleeve.

Yang Xiaoyun, however, coldly chuckled.

Her eyes flickered with killing intent, unprecedented.

But to speak of worry, there was none.

In the next mont, screams of pain echoed continuously.

Many with soft hearts dared not watch.

But a shout reached their ears:

"Young Alliance Leader Su Mo, how incredible!!

"He is not poisoned!"

Upon hearing this and raising their heads, they saw both hands of the Yinfeng Claw completely seized by Su Mo, with a twist of his wrist, the two wrists snapped.

With a casual squeeze, they heard the bones cracking loudly.

The pair of well-trained arms, in Su Mo’s hand seed like paper being crumpled.

With another flick, the sound of two tears, as Su Mo directly pulled the arms down.