Can diligence compensate for lack of talent? But I'm a martial arts genius!

"Third brother!"

The tall man and the cold-faced swordsman were both caught off guard, completely unprepared for their brother to be severely injured by Su Changqing in the blink of an eye.

Raging Bull Fist - Raging Bull Descends the Mountain!

But Su Changqing didn't hesitate at all. He punched the gray-clothed man away, and with a stomp of his foot, a burst of brute force exploded, scattering the leaves under his feet. In an instant, he covered several meters and pounced on the tall man.

According to Su Changqing's observation, the tall man's left arm was hanging limply at his side, which should be an injury he sustained during his previous fight with Ren Tian. Su Changqing intended to attack the enemy by exploiting his weakness.

He possesses extraordinary talent in martial arts and exceptional skill in combat. Even in his first fight, a life-or-death struggle, Su Changqing's mind remains remarkably clear, enabling him to make the most accurate judgments.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Su Changqing threw a punch, tearing through the air with a crisp tearing sound, displaying extraordinary power!

"You bastard!"

The tall man's face darkened, and he let out a deafening roar. As an elite member of the Iron Dragon Society, he had also entered the Blood Strengthening Realm several years ago and possessed considerable strength. At this moment, he exhaled and roared, neither dodging nor flinching, but gathering all his strength and unleashing a furious left punch to meet Su Changqing's heavy punch!

"Crack!"

The two fists collided, producing a crisp firecracker-like sound, and a strong wind swept through.

The tall man staggered back two steps. His right arm, which he used to fight, had been crippled when he fought Ren Hao. He fought with his unused left fist, and with his body out of balance, he was at a disadvantage in the head-on collision.

Su Changqing pressed his advantage, stepping forward and delivering a left punch aimed at the tall man's abdomen.

"Block it!"

The tall man circulated his blood and qi throughout his body, tensing all his muscles. As a martial artist in the Blood Strengthening Realm, his muscle and skin density had increased significantly, and his ability to withstand blows was beyond that of ordinary people!

"puff!"

However, the tall man groaned, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and a clear sound of muscles tearing rang out. He looked down and saw Su Changqing holding a short knife in his left hand, which was plunged into his abdomen.

It was Su Changqing's wood-chopping knife. As a woodcutter, Su Changqing naturally carried it with him when he went into the mountains. He secretly hid the knife in his left sleeve and took advantage of the tall man's unpreparedness when they fought. Sure enough, he struck successfully!

"Despicable...despicable!"

The tall man's eyes widened, and he managed to utter a few words with difficulty: Su Changqing's martial arts were clearly of the same style as Ren Tian's, wide and powerful, fierce and unparalleled, but he was such a despicable person, resorting to underhanded tactics!

Su Changqing didn't care about any of that. In a life-or-death struggle, any means that could kill was a good means!

"laugh!"

With a powerful slash of his left hand, Su Changqing's machete, aided by his formidable strength, slashed open a massive gash in the tall man's abdomen.

The tall man staggered back a few steps, clutching his abdomen, but blood mixed with his intestines dripped uncontrollably from the wound!

"Be careful!"

Ren Tian's reminder rang out, and Su Changqing's heart skipped a beat as he felt a sharp, piercing pain on his skin from behind.

It was that cold-faced swordsman. While Su Changqing was dealing with the tall man, the cold-faced swordsman didn't hesitate either. He slashed at Su Changqing from behind with a powerful and heavy slash, like a silver ribbon falling down.

The cold-faced swordsman was a master of swordsmanship, but being unarmed and having a weapon in hand are two different things. The one who posed the greatest threat and caused the most serious injury to Ren Tian when he was surrounded by three people was this cold-faced swordsman!

Su Changqing quickly turned around and raised his machete to parry.

"clang!"

Amidst the crisp clang of metal clashing, sparks flew out. Su Changqing felt his arm suddenly sink, and the machete in his hand groaned under the strain, snapping off at the handle!

"kill!"

With a single blow, he destroyed Su Changqing's "weapon." The cold-faced swordsman's face showed a hint of bloodlust. He let out a low shout and gave Su Changqing no chance to breathe. He slashed repeatedly with his long sword, bringing with it a chilling blade light, and slashed at Su Changqing one after another.

With his hands almost completely bare, Su Changqing had no choice but to temporarily evade the sharp weapon capable of slicing flesh and breaking bones, retreating repeatedly and using the trees in the forest as cover to maneuver around it.

"Let's see how long you can hide!"

The cold-faced swordsman swung his long sword, cleaving a tree as thick as a bowl in half. The blade grazed Su Changqing's chest, creating a perilous situation.

"Hmm? Oh no!"

The cold-blooded swordsman, relying on the advantage of his weapon, suppressed Su Changqing to the point where he had little room to fight back. But suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and his expression changed!

Behind the cold-faced swordsman, a pungent smell of blood wafted over. Ren Tian, ​​covered in blood, looked like a wild beast facing its end. Both of his arms had been severed, and he was now using his last bit of strength to pounce on Su Changqing while the cold-faced swordsman was dealing with him!

Ren Tian's eyes were bloodshot. Facing the Iron Dragon Society warrior who had caused his family's destruction and still refused to let him go, he opened his mouth from behind and bit down hard on the side of the cold-faced swordsman's neck, tearing it apart with force.

"laugh!"

A large chunk of flesh was torn off, and even the artery in the neck was severed, causing blood to gush out from the wound!

"Ah! Ah!"

The cold-faced swordsman let out a roar of shock and anger, and was about to swing his sword at Ren Tian, ​​but he was caught off guard!

Raging Bull Fist - Raging Bull Headbutt!

Su Changqing did not let go of the opportunity created by Ren Tian's sacrifice. He clenched his fist, gathered all his strength into his right fist, and suddenly lunged out, his fist slamming fiercely into the cold-faced swordsman's throat.

"Snap!"

A crisp, explosive sound rang out. The cold-faced swordsman's throat and neck bones shattered as if struck by a bull's horn. His neck and head were twisted in a bizarre manner, and his body rolled and collapsed to the ground.

"We actually... were defeated by a teenager..."

The cold-faced swordsman's round eyes held a hint of resentment. They were, after all, elites of the Iron Dragon Society, yet they had all perished at the hands of a boy who still looked rather immature!

"Huff... huff huff..."

Having dealt with the three cold-faced swordsmen, Su Changqing's tense nerves finally relaxed. He felt an unprecedented fatigue and palpitations rush from the soles of his feet to his entire body, causing him to sway and almost lose his balance.

"If it weren't for... if it weren't for my two months of rigorous training in the Wild Bull Fist, I would be dead today!"

Su Changqing felt a mix of lingering fear and relief. He was grateful that he hadn't slacked off in his martial arts training these past few days, rain or shine; otherwise, he would have surely died at the hands of these three men in today's unexpected turn of events!

"Uncle Ren!"

Soon, Su Changqing came to his senses and saw Ren Tian lying on the ground, breathing rapidly. He hurriedly went forward to check on him.

"Changqing...you are truly a gem in the rough, a natural talent for martial arts..."

Ren Tian's face was pale, and there was a hint of surprise and complexity in his eyes.

Sometimes the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs. Originally, Ren Tian taught Su Changqing martial arts only to repay Su Changqing for saving his life, and did not think that Su Changqing could achieve anything.

But he could never have imagined that the ordinary boy he met by chance was a martial arts genius with unimaginable talent and aptitude, who had mastered the Wild Bull Fist to a level no less than his own in just two months.

Two months of training was equivalent to nearly twenty years of hard work for him. This is the difference between a genius and an ordinary person!