Chapter 142 Keep it Up!

Bao Dachu couldn't help but grin maliciously.

He had practiced his "Blue Sand Hand" for thirty years, and his palm contained a rare poison. Those struck by it felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing at their bones, causing unbearable pain. Without his unique antidote, they would surely die within three days. It was renowned within the Sun Moon Cult and was the go-to method for extracting confessions through torture.

This young man, ignorant of his own limitations, dared to take the attack head-on; he was simply courting death.

To everyone's surprise, when their palms met, Bao Dachu felt no force at all in the other's palm. His all-pervasive poisonous palm power vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

He was overjoyed—there were such fools in the world who dared to willingly accept the power of his poisonous palm. Once the poison entered his body and spread throughout his meridians, even a god couldn't save him, and even his antidote wouldn't help.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter: "What a pity, what a pity! Young Master Lin is a genius, yet he's going to fall into my hands."

Just as he was about to withdraw his palm and retreat to declare victory, he found that his palm was as if it were being sucked in, and he could not move it.

Even more bizarrely, the boy's face showed no sign of pain; instead, it displayed a strange expression—as if he were drinking fine wine, enjoying himself immensely. This was hardly the pain of being torn apart or devoured by ants; it was clearly an expression of ecstasy.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Kid, you're not poisoned?"

"You've been poisoned... but the toxicity isn't enough." Shi Potian blinked. "Put in a little more effort, and I'll neutralize the poison for you."

Ever since Shi Potian drank the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Poison Wine from Zhang Yuanying, he had never felt so comfortable, so he hoped that Bao Dachu would put in more effort.

Bao Dachu nearly coughed up blood. His poisonous palm strike had killed countless people, and the entire martial arts world trembled at the mere mention of it. Yet this young man claimed it wasn't "poisonous enough"?

Shi Potian was telling the truth. His Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill made him immune to all poisons, and moreover, he had been cultivating with Long Kui every day, refining countless heat toxins within his body, greatly improving his skill.

Bao Dachu's Blue Sand Palm Force entered his body and was instantly refined by the Yin-Yang Furnace, transforming into pure internal energy, saving Shi Potian several months of arduous training. As for that chilling aura, it only felt cool and refreshing to him.

At the same time, Qin Weibang's Vajra Fist had already landed.

Shi Potian smiled slightly and said, "Good fist technique. Watch my punch."

After speaking, he raised his left hand, made a fist, and threw a punch. Before the punch even hit Qin Weibang, the wind from the punch made a loud "bang," like a thunderclap from a clear sky, and exploded in mid-air, as if it would shatter the void.

It was the "Great Subduing Demon Fist" from the Nine Yin Manual that Shi Potian learned from Yang Yinglong.

Immediately afterwards, their fists clashed, the "Great Vajra Fist" against the "Great Subduing Demon Fist".

"Boom—" The powerful energy exploded and spread outwards.

Then came a "crack," the sound of bones breaking. Qin Weibang screamed in agony, spitting out blood, and fell far away, crashing into the city wall battlements, unable to get up for a long time.

However, his arm was directly shattered by Shi Potian's punch. If Shi Potian hadn't held back, he probably would have ended up like Le Hou, one of the Five Protectors of Songshan, with his arm completely crushed.

Elder Ge and the other two men in black were shocked to see Qin Weibang's arm broken by a single punch. Fear gripped them, but it was too late to back down, so they had no choice but to press on.

Elder Ge's Tiger-Taming Palm had already struck Shi Potian's neck, the force of the blow ruffling Shi Potian's hair. Elder Ge was secretly delighted, adding twelve points of force to his palm strike, determined to avenge Elder Qin.

Immediately following was a muffled "boom," the palm strike landed squarely.

Someone screamed in agony and was sent flying, still cursing in mid-air: "Elder Ge, why did you hit me!"

Elder Ge stared intently, then froze on the spot—he was clearly about to strike Lin Pingzhi with his palm, so how did it suddenly strike one of his own men? Before he could figure it out, Shi Potian casually flicked his hand.

Elder Ge let out a loud cry and collapsed to the ground. It turned out that the last man in black had somehow missed grabbing Shi Potian's waist and instead grabbed his waist instead, causing him excruciating pain that nearly left him paralyzed.

Elder Ge groaned and cursed, "Qian Wang, you bastard, do you want me to become a eunuch?!"

The incense master named Qian Wang stared dumbfounded at his own Tiger Claw Hand technique, completely motionless. He was truly dumbfounded—because Shi Potian had already struck his pressure point with a single finger.

At this point, only Bao Dachu, who was still fighting Shi Potian with his poisonous palm, remained in the arena.

Five members of the Sun Moon Cult, all masters, fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

While rushing to deliver the poison, Bao Dachu watched helplessly as Shi Potian subdued the remaining four people with one hand. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and his lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

Those who didn't know the truth might have thought he had been poisoned.

Bao Dachu wasn't unwilling to help, but all his internal energy was concentrated in that poisonous palm strike, which Shi Potian had completely drained, leaving him unable to move. Now that the four had fallen, he was at his last gasp.

Shi Potian laughed at him, "Elder Bao, do you still want to fight? You're no longer poisoned."

"Speak!" Shi Potian shook his left hand, and Bao Dachu staggered backward, falling to the ground with a thud.

Bao Dachu raised his hand and looked at his palm, his face ashen—his once blue sand hand had turned deathly pale. His poisonous palm technique had been neutralized by Shi Potian, and he would no longer be able to kill anyone with his poison.

Bao Dachu's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Shi Potian, hissing, "You...you...you actually broke my Blue Sand Hand! Are you human or a ghost? Why aren't you afraid of my poisonous palm?"

Shi Potian said, "Your poison palm is too dangerous; it can easily kill people. I used to have a pair of poison palms that accidentally killed hundreds of people, so I neutralized the poison for you, and you won't be able to kill anyone with it anymore."

Of course, besides that, helping Bao Dachu detoxify also made me feel very comfortable, and my skills increased significantly.

Xiang Wentian stood aside, dumbfounded. He had thought that the young man's skill in disarming a blade with his bare hands was already unparalleled, but he never expected that his fist and foot skills would be even more astonishing.

Bao Dachu's Blue Sand Hand, Qin Weibang's Vajra Fist, and Elder Ge's Tiger-Taming Palm—the signature skills of the ten elders of the Divine Sect—are all renowned martial arts techniques in the martial arts world.

But in front of Lin Pingzhi, the five men were like children playing tricks, suppressed by a single hand, and Lin Pingzhi didn't even take a step back. And that method of pulling and shifting, how come it looks so much like the Ming Cult's supreme martial art "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth"?

Who exactly is Lin Pingzhi? Isn't he the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of the Fuwei Escort Agency? How come his martial arts skills are so bizarre? He's not even afraid of the Blue Sand Hand's poison, and he even neutralized the poison with his own hand. Is he even human?

Xiang Wentian was wary, but praised, "Seeing is believing. Young镖头 is indeed a genius. At such a young age, he already possesses incredible skills. The name 'Invincible in the South' is well-deserved."

He then said to Bao Dachu and his four companions, "Bao Dachu, your meager skills are nothing but self-inflicted humiliation. If it weren't for the young镖头 (chief镖师, a term for a镖师 who is very lenient towards others) showing mercy, I would have killed you all with one hand."

"Get out of here now!"

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