abnabooks Chapter 11: Counterattack!
Chapter 11: Counterattack!
Zhang Tieyi said in a normal tone, "Pack your things, we're setting off today."
As usual, he walked up to Chen Ye and pressed his palm directly onto the Guanyuan acupoint, three inches below Chen Ye's navel, injecting a probe-like stream of true qi along the meridians to determine the state of true yang within Chen Ye's body.
Then he sensed something was wrong.
The Qi and blood in Chen Ye's Guanyuan acupoint were not as warm as he remembered, but scalding hot!
It's not heated properly.
He subconsciously looked down and saw three golden rays of light shining through Chen Ye's clothes on his lower abdomen, as bright as fire, more than twice as bright as the last time he saw him.
Suddenly, alarm bells rang in Zhang Tieyi's mind, and he immediately tried to retreat.
It's too late.
Chen Ye's immense power, which he had been accumulating for several days and holding back, suddenly erupted at this moment!
A violent force surged upwards along his meridians, converging entirely in his right fist. With the force of wind and thunder, it slammed fiercely into Zhang Tieyi's right arm, which was pressed against his abdomen!
boom!
A muffled thud suddenly broke out in the small courtyard.
Zhang Tieyi's right arm snapped off instantly, hanging limply and completely numb.
In excruciating pain, he hurriedly reached for the short knife at his waist with his left hand.
But for right-handed people, the left hand is eventually slow.
Chen Ye didn't give him a chance to draw his sword. He charged forward and crashed into Zhang Tieyi's arms.
With a clang.
The dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Zhang Tieyi was tackled to the ground.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Ye used his full weight to press him down, pressing his knee firmly against his lower back.
He unleashed the full power of the Breaking Formation technique, launching a series of attacks. His fists transformed into a whirlwind of blows, relentlessly striking his face one after another.
This is his last chance!
They must be killed.
The first punch landed above the eye socket, breaking the brow bone;
The second punch...
The second punch was blocked.
Zhang Tieyi is a veteran who has survived two life-or-death experiences.
After all, he had served as a guard in the Gao family for ten years, living a life of constant danger, so his reflexes far surpassed those of ordinary people.
He endured the excruciating pain, grabbed Chen Ye's wrist with his left hand, and simultaneously thrust his knee upwards and used his waist to deliver a powerful kick to Chen Ye's lower abdomen.
boom!
An overwhelming force exploded in Chen Ye's lower abdomen.
He flew backward like a broken sack, crashing heavily against the earthen wall.
The dull thud of my back hitting the cold, hard wall traveled up my spine to the back of my head.
He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a metallic taste of blood surged up from his chest, blurring his vision for a brief moment.
Zhang Tieyi slowly stood up, clutching his crippled right arm, and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
His right hand hung limply from his elbow down, swaying as he stood up.
Zhang Tieyi glanced down at his crippled arm, then looked up at Chen Ye, who was leaning against the wall, panting.
The look in his eyes didn't seem like he was looking at an enemy, nor did it seem like he was looking at an opponent.
It's like watching a dog that's about to be slaughtered at any moment!
"You bastard. When did you learn to bite?"
He suppressed the pain from his severed arm, and his voice was more subdued than usual.
Zhang Tieyi picked up the short knife with his left hand and pounced like a cheetah, pinning the still-breathless Chen Ye against the wall.
Chen Ye struggled a couple of times, but Zhang Tieyi's force was astonishing.
Even with one hand, even with his dominant hand recently crippled, a martial artist who has undergone two transformations is still someone he cannot directly confront.
The cold tip of the knife pressed tightly against his Adam's apple.
"Save your energy." Zhang Tieyi's voice was calm, not like he was saying something harsh, but rather like he was stating a trivial matter.
"The Xie family wants to use living people in their medicine, but they never said they couldn't take both of your arms."
His gaze lingered on Chen Ye's face for a moment, then moved down to the three points of golden light on Chen Ye's lower abdomen that had not yet completely dimmed.
Blood was still seeping from the hand that was covering the severed arm, dripping through the fingers onto Chen Ye's clothes, but he was completely unaware.
"I never imagined your martial arts talent was so terrifying. To achieve your first transformation in just a few days using only the basic Qi Cultivation Technique is simply unbelievable!"
A burning glint flashed in Zhang Tieyi's eyes: "As expected of someone who possesses three true yang essences! With such qualities, the Xie family would be more than satisfied."
"He's also quick-witted."
Chen Ye forced down the metallic taste that rose in his throat.
Even after all this careful planning, it still wasn't enough.
Zhang Tieyi was a full two meters tall, half a head taller than him.
The experienced fighter, who had been through two transformations, pinned him against the wall with just one hand, leaving him feeling utterly hopeless.
His breathing became more and more rapid, and a touch of madness quietly crept into his despairing heart.
OK OK.
Since we're going to die either way...
There's no point in saving that last year of life.
pawn!
Pawn everything!
I'll pawn my remaining lifespan!
He had already perfected his cultivation technique, but he didn't know how the system would handle this extra lifespan.
I don't want to know anymore.
He just wanted the other person to die.
Familiar visual images floated before his eyes, flashing violently.
A notification he had never seen before popped up.
[Deduct one month's salary for one year, and provide one year's salary plus twenty-seven days' worth of cultivation points.]
The Qigong practice has been completed.
[Unlock Limit-Breaking Move: Qi Cultivation Technique - Mountain Shattering Style]
This technique is something practitioners of the Qi Cultivation Skill comprehend on their own when breaking through their limits; when used, it can temporarily unleash multiple times the power.
boom!
A tremendous power, unlike anything I had ever experienced before, emerged.
This force didn't just surge in; it blasted in.
His entire body was burst open from the inside, his muscles swelled rapidly, and the veins beneath his clothes bulged and writhed like a dragon.
The golden-gray keratin on the skin of both hands spread from the back of the hands all the way to the forearms.
Below the dantian, three beams of light rose brightly, and then a fourth beam of light emerged from the Shenque acupoint without warning, a full inch away from the body.
When Zhang Tieyi looked down and saw the appearance of the fourth ray of light at the Shenque acupoint, the calm on his face finally shattered.
"you……"
Zhang Ye suddenly exerted force, breaking free from the grip of his left hand, and then grabbed the wrist holding the knife with his other hand.
A dull cracking sound rang out from under the blade, and the short sword clattered to the ground.
"what!"
Zhang Tieyi let out a scream, but Chen Ye didn't let him utter a second word.
He imitated Zhang Tieyi, kneeing him in the stomach and knocking him to the ground, then rolling over and pressing down on him.
A punch landed.
Two punches.
Three punches.
Completely haphazard.
He no longer cared about vital points or techniques.
Only pure, primal power crushes everything.
The Mountain-Shattering Style was superimposed with the Formation-Breaking Style.
Each punch carried a force beyond the limits of this body's endurance.
The flesh on his right hand split open in the recoil, and blood gushed out from the wound, indistinguishable as to whether it was his or Zhang Tieyi's.
"Spare me..."
Fear finally surfaced on Zhang Tieyi's face.
Chen Ye ignored him.
Each punch was heavier than the last.
Gradually, Zhang Tieyi's breath became faint, and his face became a bloody mess, completely unrecognizable.
He stopped moving.
Still not satisfied, Chen Ye reached for his short knife and slit the other man's throat.
Bright red blood gushed out.
Zhang Tieyi had completely turned into a corpse.
Chen Ye finally stopped.
The violent power brought by the Mountain Shattering Technique receded like a tide, and a strong feeling of exhaustion surged up instantly.
He rolled off Zhang Tieyi and slumped to the side, looking down at his own hands, which were also covered in blood and gore.
Then he started dry heaving.
It's not disgusting.
Nausea is a bodily reaction.
This is both mental and psychological.
The fear of killing for the first time and the extreme weakness after completely exhausting his strength made him unable to suppress this instinctive reaction.