Half-human, half-ghost, the number one divine fist

Mo Yiyi was already standing under the eaves in the distance, without anyone noticing.

"Qin Shidao?"

Mo Yiyi blinked.

Among the younger generation of the Tongxin Association, she was very familiar with Qin Shidao's reputation.

This person may not be the most talented, nor the strongest in combat, but they are definitely the one with the most friends and the most unconventional methods.

They can build relationships with anyone and find connections for anything; their greatest skill is "making things convenient" for others.

He's not here simply for official business.

Mo Yiyi took a sip of tea, her mind racing.

Nine times out of ten, they want to befriend Lin Fusheng.

Given his personality, he would definitely try to pull strings for Lin Fusheng and do him a favor, making Lin Fusheng owe him something.

"That's Lu Xiaoyu, right? I heard he's already reached the Stone Skin Perfection stage."

"Normally, it would be very difficult for Brother Fusheng to pass the test."

"But with Qin Shidao here, it should be easy for Brother Fusheng to get through."

Mo Yiyi's mind was filled with thoughts.

far away.

On the lawn, Lu Xiaoyu stood still, raised his hand to straighten his collar, and said, "Brother Lin, I practice the 'Tongbei Fist' and my realm is the Stone Skin Perfection. You and I are three minor realms apart, which is an objective difference."

"Therefore, you must go all out and hold nothing back. Only by showing your potential, talent, and strength without reservation can I give you a high enough score on the evaluation form, and only then will you have a chance to pass this test."

Lu Xiaoyu spoke earnestly.

Lin Fusheng looked at him.

He recalled Qin Shidao saying earlier, "The better you perform, the higher your score will be."

"I understand."

Lin Fusheng cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

He took a step back, bent his knees slightly, and lowered his waist.

Lu Xiaoyu also took a deep breath and assumed the stance of Tongbei Quan.

For a moment, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Brother Qin said to hold back, to perform for seven or eight rounds, to make Lin Fusheng appear very strong."

"It should be fine, right?"

"bring it on!"

Lu Xiaoyu gave a low shout and made the first move!

His punches were extremely fast. Tongbei Quan emphasizes "connecting the shoulder and arm, and channeling power to the extremities." This punch, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, went straight for Lin Fusheng's chest!

Lin Fusheng neither dodged nor avoided.

He raised his hand and threw a punch, meeting the punch head-on.

Liuhequan - Bengquan (Crushing Fist).

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and the force of their impact surged!

The moment Lu Xiaoyu's fist touched Lin Fusheng's knuckles, his heart skipped a beat—

That force is wrong!

He clearly only used 30% of his strength, but the recoil from Lin Fusheng's punch actually made his tiger's mouth slightly numb!

The two of them stepped back.

Lin Fusheng took three steps back.

Lu Xiaoyu took a step back.

But Lu Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to his own steps; his eyes were fixed on Lin Fusheng, his pupils suddenly contracting—

"You, you..."

His voice even changed tone.

"You've broken through to the mid-stage of the Stone Skin realm?!"

His face was filled with genuine shock.

The shock came too suddenly and too realistically.

So much so that he completely forgot the lines Qin Shidao had taught him, such as "take a deep breath" and "exclaim in alarm at the terrifying blood energy."

He had only one thought in his mind.

"Half a month! He spent half a month recovering from his injury!"

"Even with exceptional talent, it takes two to three months of painstaking work to progress from the initial to the middle stage of the stone skin!"

"How could he!"

Upon considering its use, Lu Xiaoyu couldn't help but gasp.

I took a deep drag!

It's the real deal!

In the distance, Qin Shidao heard Lu Xiaoyu's surprised voice, and his expression suddenly changed.

No, even if you're going to act, you can't act this exaggeratedly!

He cursed inwardly.

Breakthrough to mid-stage Stone Skin in half a month?

Do you think this is a theatrical performance?

Are all the people sitting in the audience idiots?

But the next second, he stopped.

He looked at Lin Fusheng carefully.

Then, his expression changed from 'furious' to 'genuine surprise'.

it is true.

The energy fluctuations in Lin Fusheng's body were steady, solid, and continuous, clearly indicating a foundation that only those in the mid-stage of the Stone Skin realm possess.

Qin Shidao stood there, stunned, without uttering a sound for a full two breaths.

Then a sudden surge of joy welled up in his heart.

Mid-stage of stone skin formation!

This is way more hardcore than any rumor about someone having "extraordinary blood and energy"!

In this situation, passing their inspection would be a natural thing to do, and their secret back door opening wouldn't seem so direct!

At this moment, Lu Xiaoyu had come to his senses on the lawn.

He composed himself and said in a deep voice, "Brother Lin, you've been hiding this very well."

Then Lu Xiaoyu's tone became much more serious.

"I will give it my all from now on. You must take it seriously too."

He said he would go all out, but he knew the limits.

Half the effort is enough.

Lin Fusheng nodded.

"it is good."

"You must also give it your all."

He thought for a moment, then added:

"You don't need to go easy on me."

He had just noticed that Lu Xiaoyu didn't seem to be using her full strength, and he was afraid that if she used the Devouring Sea Force, she might hurt her.

Lu Xiaoyu: ...

If I don't let you in here, how will you pass the inspection?

He didn't say it aloud, but just took a deep breath and fully opened up the stance of Tongbei Quan.

Lin Fusheng also moved.

His movements were slow, even steady.

But the moment he took his first step—

changed.

Lu Xiaoyu couldn't quite describe the feeling.

Lin Fusheng was still the same Lin Fusheng: thin, calm, with a cool and aloof expression.

But his fist...

His fist was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, the surrounding light distorted slightly.

Is it just my imagination?

Lu Xiaoyu watched helplessly.

It seemed that, centered on Lin Fusheng's right fist, the air was slowly drawn away by an invisible hand, forming ripples that were almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

The ripples contracted and collapsed inward, as if some terrifying power was being squeezed, compressed, and gathered bit by bit from the boy's thin body.

At this moment, all the energy and blood in his body surged forth—

They were all rushing towards that fist.

Veins and tendons.

skeleton.

blood.

Internal organs.

Every inch of muscle, every breath.

All.

All.

Then, the fist stopped.

Only for a moment.

Like the deathly silence before a thunderclap lands, like the momentary stillness when a giant wave hangs overhead.

The whole process was slow, lasting only a moment.

But in that instant, Lu Xiaoyu's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

He sensed it.

Deadly danger.

The power compressed in that fist was not what one would expect from a mid-stage Stone Skin cultivator.

It's not even the power one would expect from a late-stage stone skin.

That was a power capable of severely injuring him.

"Holy shit—"

Lu Xiaoyu let out a low, distorted growl.

He didn't have time to think, to be surprised, or even to curse Qin Shidao with "Didn't you say he was just an ordinary stone skin?"

His blood and energy exploded!

Tongbei Quan, all out, with full force!

The stone skin is perfected, and it bursts forth!

No reservations whatsoever!

He met the fist, which was brimming with destructive power, and threw a punch of his own, striking head-on!

Then--

"Bang--!!!"

A deep, muffled sound, like two iron hammers colliding in a confined space, exploded across the lawn!

The shockwave suddenly spread out in a ring around the two of them! A layer of grass was ripped off their feet, and dirt and grass clippings flew everywhere!

Immediately afterwards—

A figure flew backward like a cannonball!

It's Lu Xiaoyu.

He drew a messy arc in the air, crashed heavily onto the lawn seven or eight feet away, rolled twice more, and finally came to a stop.

His bamboo-green long robe was covered in mud and grass clippings, and the silver chain of his pocket watch dangled pitifully from his clothes, hanging on the muddy ground.

And Lin Fusheng—

He stumbled back a dozen steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the lawn, until his back slammed into a magnolia tree as thick as a bowl, finally managing to steady himself.

He leaned against the tree trunk, breathing heavily.

His entire right arm was trembling slightly, and the web between his thumb and forefinger was cracked, from which a thin line of blood seeped out.

But he couldn't care less about any of that.

He stared blankly at his fist, then looked up at Lu Xiaoyu lying on the lawn in the distance, his mind a complete blank.

This punch.

Is it that powerful?

He clenched his fist subconsciously, and a sharp pain shot through his cracked tiger's mouth.

"Did I knock the stone skin off perfectly?"

"One punch?"

"This is the Six Harmonies Fist - Devouring the Sea Force."

Not far away.

Qin Shidao's face suddenly darkened.

It was terribly gloomy!!

His expression at this moment could no longer be described as merely ugly.

He was clearly a sunny young man, but at this moment his face turned pale, then red, then purple.

Qin Shidao thought he had a very good temper, but he had never wanted to scold anyone so much.

His lips moved as if he wanted to speak, but he found that his throat was blocked.

He stared intently at Lu Xiaoyu, who was lying on the lawn, his mind screaming wildly:

"Lu! Xiao! Yu!"

"Are you out of your mind?!"

I asked you to act, and you're acting so exaggeratedly?