Chapter 376: I’m afraid I’ll beat you to death

Liang Yu’s expression turned serious; facing such a fierce offensive, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

He dodged sideways, skillfully evading the first wave of attacks, while his footwork moved flexibly, trying to find a flaw in Zen Master Qizhen’s moves.

Zen Master Qizhen’s offensive was relentless, one Arhat Fist move after another, his movements flowing smoothly without any hindrance.

The next moment, Zen Master Qizhen’s shriveled, wrinkled fist arrived before Liang Yu.

This punch landed squarely on Liang Yu’s forehead. Zen Master Qizhen confirmed the sensation of a hit, only feeling that Liang Yu’s skull was unusually hard after the punch, but he didn’t think much of it, simply assuming it was due to the opponent’s training.

After taking this punch head-on, relying on his armor, Liang Yu immediately extended his left hand to press down Zen Master Qizhen’s hand, while his right hand, shaped like a hand-blade, quickly thrust towards Zen Master Qizhen’s chest.

Upon reaching Zen Master Qizhen’s chest, Liang Yu’s hand-blade transformed into a fist, delivering an inch-punch.

“Clang!”

It was like the sound of metal striking, and Liang Yu immediately cursed.

“Holy crap!”

“Golden Bell Shield?”

However, when Zen Master Qizhen heard Liang Yu actually call out the technique he was using, although there was a slight shock, he did not stop his hand movements.

His left hand gripped Liang Yu’s retreating fist tightly, and his right hand, freed from restraint, turned into a bronze hammer, striking directly onto Liang Yu’s hand bone.

In the previous collision, it was indeed Zen Master Qizhen whose expression changed.

After striking down, their two arms collided fiercely, and Zen Master Qizhen only felt a rebound of power, like a tidal wave, numbing his arm.

Immediately after, a sharp pain shot through his arm, and to his horror, he discovered that his hand bones had begun to shatter. The excruciating pain instantly covered his forehead with large beads of sweat, and his body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

At this point, he released Liang Yu’s constrained right hand and put distance between them.

In contrast, Liang Yu, as the one who was hit, had an expression as calm as if he had just experienced a gentle breeze.

He stood steadily in place, his breathing undisturbed, his arms hanging casually at his sides, like nothing had happened.

His eyes were calm, merely watching Zen Master Qizhen quietly, but in reality, he was secretly laughing.

The armor on his body had been set up for close-fitting protection, just like a thin film attached to his body. How could Zen Master Qizhen, this Indigenous people, possibly see it?

As Liang Yu had guessed, Zen Master Qizhen was greatly shocked. He never expected Liang Yu’s external bone and muscle training to be so outrageous.

His own physical body had been honed for decades, yet he was actually defeated by a young man in his early twenties.

This single collision made him deeply realize the disparity between them.

At this moment, intense pain continuously assailed his will. After a brief pause, Zen Master Qizhen gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain in his arm, and raised his other hand to look at Liang Yu.

At this time, Liang Yu didn’t know that Zen Master Qizhen had thought so much. How could he have any external bone and muscle training? It was purely technological enhancement.

Seeing the opponent in a defensive stance, he spoke.

“Zen Master Qizhen, just say it directly.”

“I’m afraid if I get serious, I might really kill you with one punch.”

At this point, Zen Master Qizhen no longer felt that Liang Yu was insulting him; after all, his physical body was indeed inferior to the opponent’s, and continuing to fight would undoubtedly result in his defeat.

So he withdrew his hand, just about to surrender, but Liang Yu had no intention of stopping there.

It was rare to encounter an Old Zen Master with such remarkable kung fu; how could he let him get away so easily?

When he proposed stopping the fight, Liang Yu brought up Hui Nian, directly demanding that Zen Master Qizhen release Hui Nian.

Unfortunately, Liang Yu miscalculated this time. Originally, Zen Master Qizhen had no intention of fighting anymore, or rather, he didn’t want to engage in useless conflict with Liang Yu.

But once the matter was related to Hui Nian, the opponent’s attitude underwent a drastic change.

The dissipated fighting spirit reignited, and his injured right hand had been hastily bandaged with clothing, the strips of cloth loosely wrapped and swaying slightly in the wind.

Liang Yu’s gaze was like a torch, staring directly at the opponent, exuding an imposing aura that could not be underestimated, adopting a stance ready for battle.

At this point, Zen Master Qizhen asked again.

“Benefactor, if you no longer mention this now, I can let bygones be bygones.”

“Otherwise, I’m afraid my punch, with decades of cultivation, might also kill you.”

Liang Yu was unconcerned, and even joked with a playful smile.

“Zen Master Qizhen, I have a question I’d like to ask: which precept of the Zen Sect do you consider this to be breaking?”

However, something incredibly absurd happened next: he was in place, clearly seeing Zen Master Qizhen’s lips moving, yet the person arrived before him faster than the sound.

Before Liang Yu could react in his astonishment, he was kicked out by the opponent, flying backward out of the room, suspended in mid-air.

It was then that Liang Yu heard what Zen Master Qizhen said.

“Of course, it’s breaking the precept of killing.”

He understood that he had played too big, but everything was under control; at least he wasn’t in mortal danger.

If the opponent could kick through his armor, then Liang Yu would truly have no choice but to flash away.

After she flew out, while still in the air, just as she was about to adjust her posture, a dark shadow appeared in front of her again.

Liang Yu subconsciously shielded himself with both hands, and then his arms felt immense power, and he was sent flying directly towards the wall on the side of the courtyard.

With a loud “boom,” Liang Yu forcefully smashed down the old wall.

Accompanied by a dull thud, countless stones rained down, raising a sky full of dust.

Liang Yu had no time to dodge and was instantly and mercilessly buried by the collapsing stones.

The swirling dust permeated the air, lingering for a long time, blurring everything around.

After a good while, the dust gradually settled.

Only then did Liang Yu’s clothing corner faintly emerge from beneath the pile of chaotic stones.

The surroundings were dead silent, with only the occasional small, loose stones rolling, making faint sounds.

In contrast, Zen Master Qizhen stood not far from the stones, waiting for Liang Yu to appear to deliver a fatal blow.

He knew very well that although Liang Yu had been hit by his successive attacks, he would not be too seriously injured; after all, his external bone and muscle training was much stronger than his own.

Liang Yu, buried under the pile of stones, was playing dead at this moment.

Fast!

It was truly too fast!

He didn’t understand why Zen Master Qizhen’s speed could be so incredibly fast.

He then realized that this might be the difference between the Underground World and the surface world.

Liang Yu was quickly thinking of countermeasures. The only good news he knew now was that the opponent had injured one hand, and it was his right hand.