I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 163 The Thirteen Forms of Earth-Shattering Strike

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At this moment, the atmosphere became tense because of Wei Sen and Wu Baojun.

"A defeated opponent dares to challenge you again? Are you planning to be defeated once more?"

Wei Sen launched a verbal offensive first, aiming to dampen Wu Baojun's spirit and break down his defenses, thus creating a psychological advantage for the upcoming battle.

In martial arts combat, psychological warfare is also an extremely important aspect.

However, Wei Sen's verbal offensive had no effect. Wu Baojun grinned maliciously, and his fighting spirit was not only not affected, but became even more intense and spirited under the provocation of Wei Sen's words.

"Wei Sen, remember to admit defeat and beg for mercy in time, or you'll die under my double hammers and regret it too late."

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

Facing Wei Sen, Wu Baojun was fiercely determined to fight, and their verbal exchanges were equally sharp.

Before the two even began to fight, sparks flew simply from their eye contact.

Soon, everyone left the living room and came to a huge indoor arena, where a fierce battle was about to take place.

Liang Ya-wen sat next to Ye Qing-zhou, playing the role of a very well-behaved lady, with a smile on her face throughout.

Zheng Shuyi gave her a deep look; it seemed that a silent contest was unfolding between the two women.

"What is the focus of this conflict?"

Having nothing better to do, Ye Qingzhou casually asked a question.

Zheng Shuyi did not hide anything and answered truthfully: "It is about the development rights of a commercial real estate project around Jiuyi Mountain. The project was already finalized. My uncle and Yi Shuqi's father are working together to build a resort next to the Jiuyi Mountain Secret Realm and develop the martial arts economy. It should attract many martial arts practitioners from outside to spend money in Linjiang."

Ye Qingzhou nodded repeatedly as he listened. With the return of the Western Yuan, the global economy has been affected, resulting in a "cash crunch," and the real estate market in Dongji Country has become very sluggish as a result.

But the martial arts economy is different. As the number of martial artists continues to increase, this emerging group has strong purchasing power. Therefore, in order to revitalize the local economy, the Linjiang City government has started to play the "martial arts card".

This whole thing was pushed forward by Zheng Zhiguang, and now that it's finally starting to bear fruit, the people who want to reap the rewards have arrived!

And what's coming is a formidable force from across the river!

Zheng Shuyi whispered to Ye Qingzhou, "Tao Zhiliang is very influential in the financial world, practically all-powerful. So when he wanted to invest, the Linjiang government couldn't easily intervene and take sides, which led to today's competition."

"I see."

Ye Qingzhou listened to the gossip but didn't take it too seriously.

Soon, the battle on the arena officially began.

Wei Sen suddenly shouted and launched the first attack. His hands turned black and hard as iron, and he launched a fierce attack on Wu Baojun with his bare hands.

This move is intended to seize the initiative and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop!

Humph~

Wei Sen stomped his feet on the ground, his internal energy and blood surging and flowing like a volcanic eruption. His muscles instantly gathered power, unleashing a fierce blow capable of shaking mountains.

Crushing Fist!

The combined power of fire and mountain creates a high-level martial art: Earth Rage and Sky Collapse!

With his feet firmly planted on the ground, the power surged from the earth like a volcanic eruption, then transmitted to Wei Sen's iron arms, ultimately unleashing this earth-shattering strike.

bang~

The punch landed squarely on Wu Baojun's protruding belly, creating a crater where a large amount of muscle and fat caved in, as if his internal organs had been pierced.

Those with weaker cultivation levels would likely have died from this attack, their intestines ruptured and their bodies torn apart.

The surrounding members of the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce were overjoyed, thinking that they were going to win this battle. Some of them had even started planning how to celebrate their victory and how to curry favor with Wei Sen, at least to make him a familiar face to them.

But soon, everyone's eyes were fixed on the arena in a daze.

Wu Baojun, who had taken a direct hit from Wei Sen's powerful punch, grinned, revealing a ferocious smile: "Is that all? You're so weak."

"Are you alright!?"

Wei Sen was horrified, but at the same time, he exerted force in his arms again: "Fall down!"

With a sudden inhale, Wei Sen's arms swelled to a size larger, his skin becoming jet black and shiny, as if coated with a layer of black metallic film. This was because his martial arts true energy had fused with the cells of his two arms, fully stimulating his body's potential.

Crushing Fist!

Forest Might, a high-level martial art, Piercing the Heart with a Barrage of Arrows!

At this moment, Wei Sen's fists and hands moved like arrows in a rapid succession, so fast that it was impossible to keep up with his movements.

In Xingyiquan, the collapse (崩) belongs to the element of wood in the Five Elements theory, and it represents the expansion and contraction of Qi (vital energy).

This move, "Arrows Piercing the Heart," aims to use speed to overcome slowness and strength to defeat weakness, employing overwhelming power to suppress the opponent and crush them in one fell swoop.

The beginner-level "Arrow Piercing the Heart" technique delivers ten punches per second, like a powerful crossbow bolt piercing through stubborn rock.

A skilled practitioner unleashes a barrage of arrows, delivering a hundred punches per second, like a machine gun firing in rapid succession, with power penetrating metal.

A master-level barrage of arrows piercing the heart, a thousand punches per second, like cannon fire, destroying cities and capturing strongholds.

Since joining the Iron Fist Sect, Wei Sen has been practicing the Bengquan Fist for twelve years, rain or shine. At this moment, his "Arrow Piercing the Heart" technique has reached the level of "A Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart".

Each punch was like a cannonball fired, with unparalleled power.

Not to mention the relentless bombardment of a thousand punches per second.

Let alone the fact that there was only one person standing in front of him, even a heavy tank would probably be blasted into pieces by his barrage of arrows.

Boom boom boom boom boom~

The entire arena resounded with loud bangs, and strong winds shot out in all directions. Even the hard bluestone floor could not withstand Wei Sen's punches and shattered into dust.

The wealthy people watching from the sidelines were all horrified.

"Is this the power of a professional martial artist?!"

"Wei Sen has passed the professional eighth-dan exam. He's said to be the strongest among the third-generation disciples of the Iron Fist Sect, and might even inherit the position of sect leader in the future!"

"A high-level professional martial artist, he's practically a killing machine."

Money is as fragile as paper in the face of such power, which makes sense, since banknotes are printed from paper.

The members of the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce all thought that the battle was over.

After all, with that kind of attack, the arena was almost shattered; how could anyone possibly survive?

Ye Qingzhou, however, had already seen that Wei Sen's defeat was inevitable. At this moment, he was more concerned about the Bengquan technique that Wei Sen had practiced: "The element of wood in the Five Elements corresponds to the liver in the abdomen, and in the fist it is called Bengquan. The so-called Bengquan resembles an arrow and belongs to wood. When the fist is in motion, the liver qi is soothed. This fist can calm the qi and soothe the liver, enhance the spirit, strengthen the muscles and bones, and boost the brain."

Although the Iron Fist Sect is trash, its techniques still have some merit.

Ye Qingzhou instantly grasped the essence of the Iron Fist Sect's Bengquan (Crushing Fist) technique, then transformed the innate Yi Wood Qi within his body to nourish his liver, thereby enhancing his spirit, strengthening his muscles and bones, and boosting his brainpower.

Although each improvement is very small, any improvement is a good thing.

Over time, such improvements become quite significant.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Wu Baojun's body remained standing, and the dented muscles on his body quickly returned to normal.

"Wei Sen, is this all you've done?"

Wu Baojun grinned maliciously, looking at Wei Sen with utter disdain: "It's been years since I last saw you, and you haven't improved at all. You really disappoint me."

He took a deep breath, his chest bulging, and then suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

roar~

Thunderous Force, a high-level martial skill, Dragon Thunder Roar!

This roar was truly the howl of an angry dragon, a thunderclap from the sky. Under the powerful sound wave vibration, the arena seemed to be bombarded by heavy artillery, and was blown to pieces.

Wei Sen, who was directly hit, suffered severe internal injuries from the attack, bleeding from all seven orifices. Unable to support himself, he knelt on the ground, an expression of disbelief on his face: "A Grand Completion level Dragon Thunder Roar? How is this possible?!"

Mastering any advanced martial art means that the martial artist is qualified to challenge for the master level.

Three years ago, Wei Sen fought against Wu Baojun. At that time, Wu Baojun was only a seventh-level martial artist and his strength was not as good as Wei Sen's. Now, he has actually surpassed him.

"You've disappointed me so much."

Wu Baojun grinned menacingly, then took the two maces from his back and held them in his hands: "I've heard that your Iron Arm Kung Fu is already highly proficient, making you impervious to swords and blades. I wonder if you can withstand my Earth-Shattering Thirteen Forms?"

Sizzle~

Wu Baojun channeled his raging lightning energy into a pair of melon-shaped hammers, causing them to crackle with lightning, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

With a powerful blow, the force of the hammer was unstoppable. Wei Sen was horrified and hurriedly raised his arms to try to block the attack.

However, this strike was powerful and heavy, like a torrent of water crashing down, and Wei Sen's Iron Arm Skill, even when pushed to its limit, was completely unable to withstand it.

"Ah~ my hand!"

Wei Sen let out a miserable cry as the tendons and bones in both arms were broken. He collapsed limply to the sides, clearly the blow had shattered the bones in both his hands.

"Senior brother!"

Among the wealthy young men present were many disciples of the Iron Fist Sect. For example, Kang Qichang, who had just threatened to report Ye Qingzhou to his sect elders, was now deathly pale.

Born into a wealthy family, he had practiced martial arts for several years but had never fought to the death with anyone before. He had never seen such a brutal battle.

I was truly terrified at that moment.

"You've punched me so many times, it's not unreasonable for me to hit you back, is it?"

On the stage, Wu Baojun pressed his advantage, raising his double hammers and walking up to Wei Sen: "I told you before, remember to admit defeat and beg for mercy in time, otherwise you'll die under my double hammers and it will be too late to regret it."

After saying that, he raised the pair of maces in his hands high, looked triumphantly at Wei Sen, who had been crippled, and grinned ferociously, "Kneel down and kowtow, and I'll spare your dog's life."

"You're dreaming!"

Wei Sen may lack strength, but he has great backbone; even in this situation, he would rather die than surrender.

"Very well, I'll grant your wish."

Wu Baojun spun around and swung his hammer down hard on Wei Sen's forehead, intending to shatter his skull and smash his brain. Such an injury would be difficult to treat even for a renowned physician.

The Thirteen Forms of Earth-Shattering Strike!

First move: Turn the world upside down!

This strike was truly capable of overturning the heavens and shattering the earth; it was as if even gods and saints could not stop this thunderous attack.

"stop!"

An aged figure leaped onto the arena, his arms instantly turning pitch black as he forcefully blocked Wu Baojun's powerful attack.

Ding~

A deafening roar erupted, the force of which shook the surrounding area, creating a tremendous shockwave that drew gasps of surprise from the onlookers.

"Great! It's Uncle-Master Deyuan!"

"Master Uncle is mighty!"

"Luckily Elder Mo intervened, otherwise if Wu Baojun had really killed Wei Sen, how would we explain it to Sect Leader Zhong?"

However, Mo Deyuan, standing on the stage, was only aware of his own suffering at that moment.

He had just forcefully blocked Wu Baojun's hammer blow; his blood was already churning, his arms were numb, and he was utterly terrified: 'How can this man's skill be so formidable?'

The attack was blocked, but Wu Baojun sneered contemptuously: "Old man, you've got some skill to survive one of my hammer blows."

"Young man, show mercy when you can. You've already won, why kill me? Do you really think that by becoming Zhao Baoming's disciple, you can disregard the Iron Fist Sect?"

With his hands behind his back, Mo Deyuan endured the constant stinging pain in his arms, secretly lamenting his predicament. However, for the sake of the sect's reputation, he could not retreat even a step.

Wu Baojun slung the melon-shaped hammer over his shoulder, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at Mo Deyuan: "So what if it is?"

With Zhao Baoming about to break through his cultivation barrier, he will become a grandmaster's successor. Why would he care about a second-rate sect like the Iron Fist Sect?

In the martial arts world, the principle of respecting the strong has always been upheld!

"Arrogant!"

Mo Deyuan had no choice but to fight for the sake of his sect's reputation.

Humph~

He took several quick steps, his figure shooting out like lightning, accompanied by wind and thunder as he ran, his speed was unbelievable.

The combined attack of wind and thunder is a mid-level martial art at the peak of mastery, moving with lightning speed!

Mo Deyuan acted first because he knew he couldn't withstand Wu Baojun's double hammer strikes; if he tried to take them head-on, he would likely be crushed to pieces.

Therefore, he directly used his movement technique to quickly rush in front of Wu Baojun, and then suddenly stomped the ground to deliver a powerful blow.

Crushing Fist!

Mountain terrain, advanced martial arts technique, earth collapses and mountains crumble!

The force of the punch tore through the air, slamming towards Wu Baojun with the power to shatter mountains, displaying its earth-shattering might.

bang~

The force of the punch penetrated Wu Baojun's abdomen and reached his internal organs. Although Mo Deyuan was old and frail, he was experienced and his boxing skills were far superior to Wei Sen's.

Therefore, he was able to use the technique of hitting a cow from across a mountain to successfully injure Wu Baojun, and a single punch caused blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

However, just as Mo Deyuan was about to retract his fist, he discovered that the martial arts true energy within his body had been transformed into lightning and was rapidly flowing into Wu Baojun's body, strengthening his opponent's power.

"You've drawn lightning into your body; you've cultivated the Heaven-Devouring Lightning Technique!"

"Old man, you've got some knowledge."

Drink~

Mo Deyuan hurriedly used his Bengquan (a type of fist technique) to send himself flying. At this moment, how could he dare to engage in close combat with the enemy in front of him?

The "Swallowing Heaven and Eating Thunder" technique is the signature skill of Lei Gong, one of the Six Great Skills of the Heart Demon. It can convert the enemy's attacks into lightning, which can then be used to temporarily enhance one's own attack and defense.

This means that martial artists who practice this technique will become stronger and more courageous with each battle, unless they are instantly killed.

If Wei Sen hadn't intervened and engaged Wu Baojun in battle, Mo Deyuan might have had a chance of winning. But now, Wu Baojun's attack and defense have increased several times over, so even if the two of them joined forces, they would have no chance of winning.

"You old geezer, try taking one of my hammers!"

The Thirteen Forms of Earth-Shattering Strike!

The second move: Piercing the Clouds and Penetrating the Heart!

This hammer blow, seemingly effortless, was like a swallow soaring through the clouds, striking towards Mo Deyuan's heart. The violent power was concentrated in one place, determined to pierce through the enemy's heart!

bang~

At the critical moment, Mo Deyuan raised his hand to protect his chest, sacrificing one hand to unleash his true energy and prematurely detonate the hidden power within the melon hammer. As he coughed up blood and was sent flying backward, he dragged the heavily injured Wei Sen off the stage with him, saying, "We concede!"

Old people are shrewd, and old ghosts are clever.

Mo Deyuan realized that Wu Baojun wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, so he chose to prioritize his own life. After all, as long as he was alive, he would have a chance to get revenge later.

But if you lose your life, everything is over.

"Hmph~"

Seeing that Mo Deyuan and Wei Sen had both withdrawn from the ring and admitted defeat, Wu Baojun did not dare to continue to make a move. After all, the rules of the Martial Arts Association were not just for show, and he did not dare to be too presumptuous under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Outside the arena, in the spectator stands, Zheng Shuyi looked dejected: "Even Elder Mo lost!"

Ye Qingzhou didn't care much, after all, he wasn't the one who would suffer losses because of this; he was just here to join in the fun.

"Swallowing Heaven and Eating Thunder? This technique is quite interesting; it can actually convert kinetic energy into electrical energy within the body?"

Just as Ye Qingzhou was calmly observing the situation, Wu Baojun, standing below the arena, began to challenge him: "Ye Qingzhou, do you dare to come down and fight me?"

These words immediately caused an uproar in the room.

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Qingzhou, curious about what decision he would make.

Ye Qingzhou smiled calmly and shook his head without hesitation, refusing: "Am I supposed to agree to every challenge that comes my way, no matter who it is? Go back and let your master do it. You're not qualified."

good good!

Everyone's eyes lit up; they were clearly enjoying the spectacle.

I thought Wu Baojun was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect Ye Qingzhou to be even more arrogant than Wu Baojun!

"You think you're worthy to fight my master?"

Wu Baojun's eyes blazed with fury. Already possessed a violent temper, he now wished he could smash Ye Qingzhou's head to pieces.

Then, a thought struck him, and he spoke again: "If you win the next round, not only will you hand over the Jiuyi Mountain resort development project, but even this Dou character seal in my hand will be yours!"

In front of everyone, Wu Baojun took out an ancient-looking bronze seal from his pocket, which was none other than the Dou character seal from the Nine True Word Seals!

Not only does the Dou character seal contain a unique skill, but it is also said that collecting all nine seals will grant one an unparalleled martial art.

Zheng Zhiguang rushed over, trying to dissuade Ye Qingzhou: "Brother Ye, don't be fooled. Our Linjiang Chamber of Commerce concedes defeat in this round. We can earn the money later."

Ye Qingzhou smiled and shook his head, saying, "President Zheng, even if you don't want to make this money, I'm going to. Besides, I'm really interested in the Douzi Seal."

"Huh? This..."

Zheng Zhiguang was both amused and exasperated. He really didn't want Ye Qingzhou to be involved, after all, Ye Qingzhou had a bright future. As long as he grew up steadily, he would at least become a martial arts master in the future!

If I were to die in this duel right now, it would be like picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon.

However, Ye Qingzhou ignored his advice and leaped onto the arena, looking at Wu Baojun with interest: "Considering your contribution in presenting the treasure, I'll leave you with a whole corpse later."

(End of this chapter)