A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

"Um?"

When Zhou Yuan heard Zhao Dacheng reveal his identity, he paused slightly.

Although he didn't know if Zhao Dacheng was bluffing him, the fact that Zhao Dacheng could vaguely guess his true identity just by looking at his boxing style showed that he was quite shrewd.

Zhou Yuan had no intention of taking off his black robe. Before the matter was settled, if Zhao Dacheng were to escape back to the patrol office, he would be in a very passive position.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan did not respond. Instead, his aura surged, preparing to launch another attack.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Dacheng's face immediately turned extremely gloomy.

"Do you know what the punishment is for assassinating a high-ranking official of the imperial court?"

Zhao Dacheng spoke in a menacing tone, attempting to intimidate people with his official authority.

Zhou Yuan seemed to have heard a joke.

"Colluding with mountain bandits to resell Spirit Rhinoceros Fruit for exorbitant profits—what crimes should you be charged with for all of these?"

Zhou Yuan crossed his arms and spoke each word as if it were a heavy hammer blow to Zhao Dacheng's heart.

Zhao Dacheng was completely stunned. He had just been 90% certain that the person in front of him was Zhou Yuan.

After all, the person's boxing style was the Mountain Shaking Fist of Qingyang Martial Arts School, and he also had a grudge against him. Based on this deduction, who else could it be but Zhou Yuan?

But after hearing what he had just said, he began to speculate about the identity of the man in black robes, since very few people knew about his dealings in Spirit Rhinoceros Fruit.

But none of that matters anymore; everyone who knows about this must die!

"I don't know how you knew that..."

A murderous intent was revealed on Zhao Dacheng's fat face.

"But today, you will absolutely not leave this place!"

"Wang Meng, what are you waiting for! Attack him together and kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Dacheng's aura surged, and golden light shone brightly from his fists once again.

Its massive body possessed a speed completely disproportionate to its size, and it charged towards Zhou Yuan in an instant.

Wang Meng was startled awake by the loud shout and came back to his senses from the great shock.

He gritted his teeth, not caring too much about thinking, drew the sword from his waist, and roared as he lunged at the black-robed man in front of him from the side.

Seeing the two attacking from both sides, Zhou Yuan advanced instead of retreating.

He had already pushed the second level of "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace" to its limit.

He moved nimbly and unpredictably within a small space, managing to withstand the fierce attacks from Zhao Dacheng and Wang Meng with ease.

Zhao Dacheng's punches were fierce and domineering, yet they couldn't even touch the hem of Zhou Yuan's clothes.

Although Wang Meng's swordsmanship was quite sharp, it appeared extremely clumsy in the face of Zhou Yuan's ghostly movements.

In the instant he dodged Zhao Dacheng's heavy punch, Zhou Yuan seized the opportunity when Wang Meng's old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated.

He twisted his body, like a snake emerging from its hole, and instantly closed in on Wang Meng.

Mountain-Shaking Fist, unleash your power!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Wang Meng felt an irresistible force slam into his chest. Like a kite with a broken string, he was thrown high into the air, spitting out a jet of blood before crashing heavily to the ground more than ten feet away, never to rise again.

one move!

With just one move, Wang Meng, who was at the Skin Refining Realm, lost his fighting ability.

With Wang Meng falling to the ground, the situation on the field reversed, and Zhao Dacheng's pressure increased dramatically.

Zhou Yuan pressed his advantage relentlessly, unleashing even more ferocious punches, one after another aimed at Zhao Dacheng.

Exhausted from running around and taking several more punches, Zhao Dacheng could no longer hold on. He stumbled and his bulky body staggered backward.

"boom!"

The earthen wall of the abandoned temple behind him collapsed with a crash as his heavy body slammed into it, sending dust flying everywhere.

Zhao Dacheng felt a sweet taste in his throat, and he could no longer suppress the mouthful of blood, which he suddenly spat out.

Zhou Yuan stopped, his chest heaving slightly, and his breathing becoming somewhat disordered.

Zhao Dacheng's monstrous strength did indeed pose a significant obstacle for him, and under the continuous onslaught, his vital energy was greatly depleted.

"Impressive skills..."

Zhao Dacheng struggled to his feet from the ruins, his eyes bloodshot. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared intently at Zhou Yuan.

"At the Bone Forging Realm, your combat power is incredibly formidable! You're the first person to have pushed me to this point!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dacheng's aura suddenly began to surge wildly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, his tight-fitting clothes were instantly burst open by the surging energy within his body, revealing large patches of trembling fat underneath.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The fat began to writhe violently as if it were alive.

In just a few breaths, the loose fat quickly contracted and solidified, transforming into bulging, terrifying muscles.

Another dozen or so breaths passed, and the previously obese and greasy Zhao Dacheng completely disappeared.

A burly man, nearly nine feet tall, with muscles as strong as cast iron, appeared on the spot!

This is Zhao Dacheng's most treasured secret technique!

That fat body became the energy to unleash the secret technique.

Seeing Zhao Dacheng's astonishing change, Zhou Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Zhao Dacheng has far exceeded the scope of the Bone Forging Realm, and is even infinitely close to the Tendon Changing Realm!

Wang Meng, who was lying on the ground in the distance, was even more dumbfounded. He had followed Zhao Dacheng for so many years, and this was the first time he had ever seen his master in such a terrifying state.

"Prepare to die!"

Zhao Dacheng didn't want to give the man in black robes any time to react. He roared, the ground beneath his feet shook violently, and he transformed into a cannonball, throwing a punch at Zhou Yuan.

If his fists were merely gleaming with golden light before, now they are completely enveloped in a dazzling golden glow.

So fast!

Zhou Yuan dared not be careless in the slightest, and pushed his internal energy to its limit, throwing a punch to meet the attack.

"Bang!"

There was another deafening bang.

The moment their fists collided, Zhou Yuan's body trembled violently.

A terrifying force, several times stronger than before, erupted like a flash flood, instantly shattering his defenses.

The next moment, his body flew backward uncontrollably and crashed heavily into the ruins of the deserted temple.

"puff!"

Zhou Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, as if his internal organs had shifted.

This was the first time he had been injured since entering the Bone Forging Realm.

"Hmph, did you think you had me cornered just now?"

Zhao Dacheng slowly walked towards the ruins of the abandoned temple. He didn't want to waste any more words. This form couldn't be maintained for long, and he had to completely eliminate the black-robed man in front of him as soon as possible.

This person knows far too many secrets.

However, he had only taken two steps when a dark shadow burst out of the dark ruins once again.

It's Zhou Yuan!

This time, however, Zhou Yuan changed his fist into a palm, and a cold and eerie palm force silently imprinted itself on Zhao Dacheng's raised right arm as he was blocking.

But this chilling palm strike seemed to have little effect on Zhao Dacheng at this moment.

He simply shuddered his arm and neutralized the force.

"Have they run out of ideas?"

Zhao Dacheng let out a sneer. In his view, the man in black robes was no longer able to mount any effective attack.

"At this rate, you probably won't last much longer."

Zhou Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke calmly.

He had naturally heard of the so-called secret techniques, which were usually only activated when one was facing death or imminent danger.

Although one's strength will increase rapidly in a short period of time, the price paid is also ridiculously high.

"Killing you is enough!"

Having his thoughts exposed, Zhao Dacheng stopped talking nonsense and charged forward again with a roar.

This time, however, Zhou Yuan did not confront him head-on.

His footwork shifted rapidly, his Snow-Treading Without a Trace technique fully unleashed, transforming him into a fleeting shadow as he constantly dodged Zhao Dacheng's ferocious attacks.

Zhao Dacheng's secret technique seems to have only increased his strength, without much improvement in speed.

He possessed immense strength, yet he couldn't even touch Zhou Yuan's shadow.

In the gaps between dodges, Zhou Yuan always managed to find an opportunity to strike Zhao Dacheng's parrying right arm with one chilling, bone-melting palm strike after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After failing to launch more than ten attacks in a row, Zhao Dacheng began to breathe heavily.

This kid's movements are too unpredictable, slippery and impossible to catch.

Most importantly, as time went on, he could feel the power within his body rapidly dissipating, and the duration of the secret technique was almost up.

Can't drag it any longer!

"withdraw!"

Zhao Dacheng made a decisive decision.

He was able to rise from a lowly errand boy to the position of inspector thanks to his alertness and decisiveness.

He turned around abruptly, grabbed the half-dead Wang Meng from not far away, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and was about to break through and escape before the secret technique ended completely.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yuan's face revealed a cold smile.

"Is it too late to leave now?"

The moment his voice fell, he suddenly let out a loud shout.

"burst!"

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