Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

Taiping Lane.

Inside the gang's headquarters, some henchmen were cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground and moving corpses.

The burly men on guard duty were chatting amongst themselves.

The topics were mostly about where to gamble and which brothels had a lot of young, attractive girls.

As for the change of ownership of Taiping Lane...

In chaotic times, whoever has the strongest fist is the boss!

It doesn't make much difference to them who becomes the boss, since the lion's share of the money goes to the leaders, who then hand it over to the gang leader. What does it have to do with them?

It's simply that Zhang Shengliang acted too quickly.

Before I could even settle into my seat, Ironclad Child Meat Mountain snatched it away!

"Vice Leader!"

"Greetings, Vice Leader!!"

When a short, thin man with a mustache and triangular eyebrows walked in, the guard on duty immediately straightened his chest and greeted him.

"Um."

Zhou Gaoyi walked in arrogantly, completely ignoring the henchmen on guard.

He strolled into a courtyard of the headquarters.

Upon seeing the person sitting and eating, who resembled a mountain of flesh, his initial arrogance transformed into caution and obsequiousness. He quickly approached, "Boss, the gang's accounts are all sorted out. The items are in the accounting office. Would you like to take a look?"

"I don't want to look. Go get another table of food."

Tong Roushan grabbed a large piece of fatty pork and stuffed it into his mouth without a care for his image, his mouth greasy from eating.

"Yes, sir, I'll go prepare it right away!"

Zhou Gaoyi smiled obsequiously, but unexpectedly, a commotion and shouts arose outside, prompting Tong Roushan to complain, "Damn it, why is it so noisy outside? Can't we even eat in peace!"

"I'll go check right away!"

Zhou Gaoyi hurriedly went out, his cautiousness turning into arrogance and dissatisfaction, and swaggered to the courtyard gate.

He pointed at those people and started cursing.

When he saw who it was, his eyes widened, and he ran back to the courtyard in a panic.

He screamed like a pig being slaughtered as he ran, "Boss, come quick! That beast Zhang Sheng has come back for revenge!"

Outside the courtyard.

The gang members, bewildered, stared at the former gang leader.

There were about a dozen men lying on the ground, groaning and curled up, crying out in anguish. They were the men brought by the Iron-Clad Child, whose bones had been broken by Zhang Sheng.

"Damn traitor! I treated you well, and you betrayed me!!"

When Zhang Sheng saw Zhou Gaoyi, he was so angry that he rushed over to him.

He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he stopped, staring intently at the person who had approached.

A tall figure appeared at the courtyard gate.

He was a full two meters tall, and what was even more outrageous was that he had eaten so much fat that it hung on his body like tires in circles, making his footsteps sound dull when he walked.

"Big brother, be careful, that's Tong Roushan. This guy weighs at least 700 pounds. Be careful he doesn't grab you and kill you."

Zhang Sheng turned around solemnly and gave Shi Wen a few words of advice.

Shi Wen remained silent, scrutinizing Tong Roushan, his pupils slightly contracting.

A two-meter-tall, probably 700-pound fat man—anyone who sees him would probably feel intimidated.

"Zhang Sheng, you not only came back to die, but you also brought people back to die?"

Tong Roushan, clutching a cooked pork leg, his mouth smeared with oil, said, "Why are you wearing a mask? Are you playing house?"

Shi Wen suddenly walked over.

Muscles are tight.

The more he was in battle, the calmer his eyes became.

Instead, his body trembled slightly uncontrollably, like a novice who had never been in a fight.

This slight gesture.

Zhang Sheng's face twitched slightly; he really didn't know how Shi Wen had managed to pull off such a subtle action.

If you didn't know better, you'd really think this person had never been in a fight before!

"Hahahaha, Zhang Sheng, you sent someone who's never fought before to their death! You've got some nerve! I'll tear him apart first, then I'll rip you to shreds!"

Tong Roushan smashed the pig's trotters against Shi Wen.

The moment Shi Wen dodged, he seemed like a mountain of flesh, charging directly at Shi Wen. His terrifying weight caused the ground to tilt and shake!

boom!

The moment Shi Wen dodged to the side, Tong Roushan smashed the wall down!

Seeing Shi Wen dodge, Tong Roushan swung his arms like iron pestles and smashed down. As he channeled his energy, his fat arms bulged like inflated balloons, and a faint iron-colored luster shimmered on his body.

Shi Wen glanced at him, quite surprised.

He hadn't expected that this person had actually hardened his entire body into extremely thick calluses!

How many years must one immerse oneself in the art of external martial arts to reach this level?

boom!

Shi Wen dodged to the side, then unleashed a powerful punch from his feet toward Tong Roushan's side, but his fist felt like it had struck a piece of fleshy fat, and was immediately sliced ​​open by the fat.

Bang bang bang bang bang! !

In just a few breaths, Shi Wen's fists rained down like a downpour, striking Tong Roushan's side simultaneously in a very short time.

But Tong Roushan's fat body resembled layers of thick cowhide.

His fist struck, producing only a dull thud, without causing any real damage.

Tong Roushan was caught off guard and staggered back several steps.

With a final, forceful stomp on the ground, his leg sank several centimeters into the earth. As he firmly steadied himself, he lunged forward with both arms, attempting to shatter Shi Wen into two pieces!

Shi Wen acted quickly.

He kicked him, using the force to push himself back several meters.

During this time, the two engaged in a thrilling and breathtaking battle!

The two-meter-tall fat man, resembling a mountain of flesh, charged madly at the masked man, smashing and breaking everything in his path, whether it was walls or trees.

The fat man didn't look very agile and his movements were sluggish.

However, it has a heavy weight and enormous strength, and if it is bumped or hugged by both arms.

Even an iron man would probably be crushed by it.

"Damn it! All you do is run away, you're too scared to fight me head-on?"

"Don't let me catch you!!"

Tong Roushan chased after him for a long time but couldn't catch up, and he became furious.

His weight and physical strength are advantages, but against someone like Shi Wen who is agile, has fluid and swift movements, it's a different story.

It really is a natural enemy.

Suddenly, Shi Wen, who was running, turned around, twisted his waist and hips, and stepped on the ground. He gathered all his strength in his fist and smashed it down with a loud punch!

"court death!!"

Tong Roushan was overjoyed at the sight and swung his fist to smash it.

boom!

The air vibrated, producing a dull sound.

Tong Roushan's expression changed drastically. The flesh of his right fist, which had come into contact with Shi Wen's fist, exploded, and the bones shattered with a loud crack. Layers of wavy lines appeared on the fat on his arm, and he couldn't help but take several steps back!

Blood gushed from Tong Roushan's throat, and metallic blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

A look of shock appeared on his face, as if he was wondering why this person's blood and qi could penetrate his defenses!

His body was clearly surging with energy.

Thick-skinned and incredibly tough.

Even if an ordinary martial artist in the Blood Coagulation stage were to clash with him, a martial artist who does not rely on strength might not be able to break through his defenses!

"The King of Hell is beckoning!"

Before Tong Roushan could react...

Shi Wen grabbed his clothes and pulled, slamming into Tong Roushan's arms as he exerted force from his feet, twisting his waist and hips, and sending a surge of blood and energy to his elbows.

The muscles in his elbows instantly grew several times larger!

The fierce wind blew so hard that Tong Roushan couldn't even open his eyes.

He roared and channeled all his energy into his chest, where the fat was transformed into an iron shirt forged through countless hammer blows!

boom!!

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

Shi Wen's elbow smashed Tong Roushan's chest, the sound of bones shattering like beans exploding.

Tong Roushan howled and staggered back several steps. A fist-sized dent appeared in the flesh beneath his torn clothes. If it weren't for the iron-like skin he had formed while circulating his qi and blood, that elbow strike would have been enough to smash his chest apart!

However, while you can defend against external forces, you can't defend against the force of penetration!

Tong Roushan felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart by a chariot, and he was vomiting blood.

"The Five Sacred Mountains Facing the Sky Cone!"

Shi Wen moved faster than Tong Roushan!

He slammed a mountain-splitting palm strike into Tong Roushan's neck, causing the already unsteady opponent to stagger even further.

He made a hook with his palm and his five fingers were like iron hooks. He changed his palm into a claw and his burst of blood and qi surged into his five fingers, forcefully tearing five bloody holes in Tong Roushan's neck!

"Iron Claws Tear the Sky!"

Shi Wen circulated his qi and blood throughout his body, which surged into his hands, creating a flurry of afterimages as he swiftly grabbed at Tong Roushan's eyes, temples, armpits, groin, and ribs.

Tong Roushan couldn't dodge in time.

His clothes were torn, and deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on his body!

If it weren't for the fact that his body was surging with qi and blood, making his fat as hard as cast iron, it would probably have been torn open by Shi Wen's steel claws.

"The King of Hell is beckoning!"

"The King of Hell is beckoning again!"

Shi Wen made two grunts, and the bricks under his feet cracked.

He was like a tiger climbing a mountain, his whole body surging forward as he leaped and crashed into the sky. He swung his elbow and smashed it towards Tong Roushan's face. The huge explosive force sent Tong Roushan flying, spitting out a dozen white teeth and a mouthful of blood mixed with flesh and blood!

Tong Roushan is exceptionally skilled in martial arts, having diligently practiced Iron Armor Kung Fu for many years.

Even when facing martial artists in the Blood Condensation stage, I have never been so disheveled.

Unfortunately, tonight they encountered Shi Wen, an extremely special martial artist whose punches and kicks inexplicably carried a penetrating force.

A force inexplicably penetrated his body, causing him harm.

Once the Qi and blood are circulated, the damage explodes dozens of times, making it the nemesis of external cultivation methods!

"Ahhhhhhh! I'm going to kill you!"

Tong Roushan, blind in one eye and covered in blood and gore, charged angrily at Shi Wen.

His attacks were completely haphazard.

Shi Wen leaped forward, raising his leg and unleashing a lightning strike.

The first two legs slammed into Tong Roushan's ankles and knees respectively, and the last kick suddenly unleashed a tremendous force like a tiger or bear, like an iron hammer smashing down, actually kicking the nearly 700-pound Tong Roushan six or seven meters away!

"Die!"

Shi Wen let out a low growl.

He charged forward, gathering his strength, and raised his iron leg, channeling seventy percent of his vital energy into this mountain-splitting kick, mercilessly smashing it towards Tong Roushan!

There was a loud 'boom' and the courtyard seemed to shake.

Tong Roushan's head shattered instantly!

Blood gushed from his neck, splattering the ground, and the headless, obese body stopped convulsing.

All sound abruptly ceased...