CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35: BLACK NEEDLE PALM!

The dark-faced bandit, with a look of terror, screamed as he was thrown directly by Jiang Shi, like a pebble being tossed, crashing hard towards Wang Xuan.

Upon hearing the commotion, Wang Xuan hastily turned around, seeing a dark shadow swiftly approaching, mistakenly thinking it was a master. His face changed drastically, his black Great Axe swung up abruptly.

Pshh!

Ah!

Blood splattered, horrific and unsightly.

The dark-faced bandit was sliced in half on the spot, the two halves of the corpse slammed into the ground, struggling for a moment before dying completely.

"Liu Bao!"

Wang Xuan’s pupils contracted slightly, recognizing the bandit he had casually killed, then raised his head, scanning around with a grim expression, and shouted, "Which dead-man-walking dares come out for me!"

The sudden scene caused the other bandits to burst into astonishment.

Elder Chi Yun and Elder Chi Hu, along with a dozen Inner Sect disciples, were also shocked, all looking up.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, bursts of hearty laughter came from behind the bandits.

A lanky young man, emaciated and small-bodied, stood there with a Wolf Fang Club, laughing heartily while looking this way.

"Kid’s looking for death!"

"Where did he come from!"

"Damn it, has the nerve to cause trouble here, kill him!"

...

The group of bandits was in an uproar.

Wang Xuan’s expression was grim, a sinister killing intent welled up in his heart as he forcibly squeezed a smile and said, "Little brother, who are you? Dare to meddle in this business?"

His eyes carefully examined Jiang Shi, feeling that Jiang Shi seemed inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

But he couldn’t recall immediately.

"Me? I too am a disciple of Zhenwu Temple."

Jiang Shi laughed out loud.

"It’s him, Eldest Master, I remember him, he’s the one who killed the Sixth Master!"

Suddenly, a bandit’s voice trembled, his face horror-struck, recognizing Jiang Shi.

"What?"

Wang Xuan’s eyes narrowed, killing intent surged.

The other mountain bandits looked furious, brimming with killing intent immediately.

"It’s you!"

The Master Kui Yong, wielding dual Heavy Hammers, sneered first, saying, "Good, Master Kui has been looking for you everywhere, dares you still show up, kid, dare to kill my Erlong Mountain men, watch Master Kui break both your arms today first."

Whoosh!

Without saying a word, he charged directly towards Jiang Shi, leaping forward, the dual Heavy Hammers in his hands crashing down fiercely, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.

Jiang Shi’s Wolf Fang Club had long been spinning up, even without using the Red Sun Body Refining Technique, relying only on pure Physical Power.

pounds!!

Ding!

A deafening metallic clang sounded, sparks flew, air currents swept.

Like a terrifying small mountain crashing down.

Master Kui Yong’s face turned horrified, first feeling his powerful Power vanishing upon contact, followed by an endless wild Brute Force along the dual Heavy Hammers fiercely blasting into his heart.

Ah!

He screamed miserably, both sturdy arms shattered instantly, then the Heavy Hammers in his hands were struck by the Wolf Fang Club, flying back violently, pounding hard on his chest.

Bam!

Pshh!

Master Kui Yong spat a mouthful of blood, his body flew backward on the spot, crashing distantly, motionless.

"Third Master!"

"Third Master!"

The entire Erlong Mountain shouted in disbelief.

Then a middle-aged man rushed out, directly to Master Kui Yong’s body, quickly checking, face turning pale, "Third Master is dead, this kid killed Third Master!"

"What?"

Everyone fumed with rage, killing intent blossoming.

Eldest Master Wang Xuan’s expression was even colder, with a terrifying aura, glaring at Jiang Shi intently.

This kid actually killed Kui Yong in one move.

Kui Yong, Eighth Level Entering Strength, Horizontal External Training, extremely strong Physical Power...

How is this possible?

"Unexpectedly, you’re a master!"

His tone was icy, eyes like knives, "Kid, dare provoke Erlong Mountain, today you won’t leave alive. Attack together, kill him for me!"

"Kill!"

"Avenge Third Master!"

The bandits shouted, all rushing towards Jiang Shi without hesitation, going mad, eyes red.

Even the Fierce Tiger Mountain and Qing Niu Mountain bandits directly joined the fray.

"Interesting."

Jiang Shi chuckled lightly, feeling no fear.

He intended to finish quickly.

Soon wielding the sturdy Wolf Fang Club, he charged at the crowd madly, sweeping horizontally forward, the entire massive Wolf Fang Club crushing everything.

Clash! Clash!

Ah!

Wave after wave of bandits were knocked flying, like windblown debris everywhere.

"Everyone die for me!"

Jiang Shi laughed, the Wolf Fang Club sweeping continuously, almost like a humanoid windmill.

No bandit could get close, even weapons forged from fine steel would snap upon collision with his Wolf Fang Club, flying off sideways.

pounds of tremendous force, amidst the small bandits, it was like a humanoid beast.

The horrifying scene shocked and stunned Elder Chi Yun, Elder Chi Hu, and their team, hardly believing their eyes.

"Who is this? When has Zhenwu Temple had such a disciple?"

"Scarily powerful. This person... must be Ninth Level Entering Strength..."

Zhenwu Temple doesn’t have any disciple who reached Ninth Level Entering Strength.

Suddenly!

Elder Chi Hu’s heart jolted, remembering something, "Could it be... Could it be that Jiang Shi?"

"What? Jiang Shi?"

Elder Chi Yun was also greatly astonished.

They had never met Jiang Shi, only knowing him through letters from the frontlines.

"Hahaha..."

Jiang Shi laughed wildly amongst the crowd, sound echoing to the heavens, traversing as though through deserted land.

Nothing, no one, no weapon could halt him.

Hundreds of fierce bandits were nearly wiped out by him solo within moments, five or six dozen bodies flying everywhere, truly horrific.

Erlong Mountain’s Eldest Master Wang Xuan, Qing Niu Mountain’s Eldest Master Xu Zhi, Fierce Tiger Mountain’s Eldest Master Zhang Bao, all glared with disbelief.

"Die, kid!"

Eldest Master Wang Xuan yelled angrily, suddenly leaping up, seizing the chance, swinging the Great Axe hard at Jiang Shi’s back.

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Shi swiftly moved the Wolf Fang Club to block, producing a piercing ding, then Eldest Master Wang Xuan’s Heavy Palm, like plucking leaves, struck hard at Jiang Shi’s chest.

Jiang Shi hastily raised his palm, meeting it with a strike.

Pa!!

An incredibly loud sound reverberated between Jiang Shi and Wang Xuan, a layer of white airflow surged, echoing to the surroundings.

After the strike, both couldn’t help but slide backward.

Jiang Shi showed a peculiar expression, shaking his numb palm, looking at Wang Xuan, "Impressive, what’s this technique called?"

"You..."

Wang Xuan, after striking, was pushed back four or five steps, inner shock and horror rampant, feeling a crisis of faith.

This kid... didn’t use Power!

Using pure Brute Force, he countered my Black Needle Palm.

How is this possible?

Black Needle Palm, power like steel needles, extremely hard to defend, specifically pierces through veins and flesh, it’s an ultimate Palm Technique against stronger opponents.

"Are you a Demon Beast?"

He asked in horror.

Jiang Shi forced a smile, "I’m no Demon Beast, your technique is interesting, made my arm numb, so I’ve decided to spare you for now!"

He quickly dashed towards Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan’s complexion changed, shouting, "Comrades, attack together, capture him!"