My martial arts have no bottlenecks.

Chapter 37 Counterattack

Yang Wei's study.

"Qingshi Town, Qingshan Martial Arts School, is famous in the three towns for its hard skills. The school's master, Han Yue, once obtained a clue to the Iron Bone Skill, which is said to have the same origin as the Stone Armor Skill. It may be useful to you."

Liang Cheng's eyes were bright: "Master, I will set off tomorrow."

"Even at top speed, it will take three days to travel to and from Qingshan Town," Yang Wei said thoughtfully. "Let Zhou Hu accompany you. He has just entered the Transformation Realm and is good for training. Besides, Wu Tianxiong has been too quiet lately. I feel uneasy about letting you travel alone."

"Yes."

At dawn the next day, two fast horses galloped out of the town. Liang Cheng and Zhou Hu were both dressed in ordinary, practical clothes and carrying packs.

Zhou Hu, having now broken through to the Transformation Realm, was quite excited. Little did they know that in the shadows of the teahouse at the town's entrance, a pair of venomous eyes were watching them leave.

Wu Tianxiong's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and the muscles on his face contorted in pain.

"The opportunity has finally come."

He turned and returned to the martial arts hall. In the secret room, a man in black robes sat as still as a stone, wearing a mask so that his appearance could not be seen.

"They went to Qingshi Town," Wu Tianxiong said succinctly.

"Walk."

……

One day later, at dusk.

Liang Cheng and Zhou Hu were almost inside the territory of Qing Shi Town. Ahead lay a desolate mulberry grove, with the words "Old Mulberry Post Station" inscribed on a stone tablet by the roadside.

"After we pass this forest, it's still a hundred miles to Qing Shi Town. We won't make it there tonight, so we'll rest here for the night."

Liang Cheng nodded, and the horse's hooves rustled over the fallen leaves accumulated over the years.

Just as the two reached the center of the mulberry grove, suddenly—

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three arrows shot out without warning from the withered mulberry bushes on the left, heading straight for Liang Cheng and Zhou Hu. The two reacted instantly, turning around and dismounting to avoid the arrows.

"Watch out, there's an ambush."

Zhou Hu roared and saw a figure in black robes float out like a ghost, the bronze ghost mask gleaming coldly in the twilight.

"A master of Transformation Realm." Zhou Hu's pupils shrank suddenly. He had just entered the Transformation Realm and was not very confident in facing such a veteran master.

"Senior Brother Zhou, this person is yours." Liang Cheng's voice was calm, but his gaze was fixed on the right. "There's another one over here."

"Hahahaha!" Wu Tianxiong laughed as he emerged from behind the woods, a thick-backed machete in his hand, his eyes filled with savagery. "Liang Cheng, you little bastard, today this old mulberry grove will be your burial ground!"

Zhou Hu's heart sank: "Wu Tianxiong, how dare you intercept and kill a disciple directly recommended by the Martial Academy? Aren't you afraid the City Lord's Mansion will exterminate your entire family?!"

"Your entire family?" Wu Tianxiong laughed wildly. "As long as you die here, who will know it was me? In the deep forests and wilderness, bandits and murders are commonplace!"

Before he could finish speaking, the black-robed, masked man brandished his thin sword, his body blurring as he thrust it straight at Zhou Hu's throat. The chilling aura made Zhou Hu's hair stand on end.

Zhou Hu gritted his teeth and charged forward, unleashing his powerful ox-like strength and revealing his full internal energy cultivation. His fists roared as he fought the masked expert. The moment they clashed, he felt immense pressure.

His opponent's strength was seasoned and refined, and his swordsmanship was unpredictable and ruthless. Every move was designed to force him to defend himself. He couldn't help but feel anxious. If he continued to be dragged on, his junior brother Liang would be in imminent danger.

Wu Tianxiong is a veteran master of internal energy transformation!

On the other side, Wu Tianxiong approached Liang Cheng with his knife drawn, his eyes blazing with hatred: "You little bastard, you killed my beloved disciple and ruined the future of my martial arts school! Today, I will use your head to appease Xiao'er's spirit in heaven!"

Liang Cheng stood firm as a pine tree, not uttering a single word, which only fueled Wu Tianxiong's rage. "He dares to be so arrogant even when he's about to die!"

Wu Tianxiong leaped forward, unleashing a powerful strike aimed straight at Liang Cheng's head. The force was immense, but Liang Cheng neither dodged nor evaded. Only when the blade was three feet from his head did he suddenly raise his hand—

His right hand, with its five fingers like iron clamps, actually gripped the blade firmly!

"clang--!!"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening!

Wu Tianxiong felt an irresistible force coming from the blade, his tiger's mouth split open, and Liang Cheng actually snatched the mountain-chopping knife with one hand and threw it backhand, "inserting it into the trunk of an old mulberry tree, the hilt trembling violently!"

"How is that possible?!"

Wu Tianxiong was horrified. Liang Cheng simply took a step forward, and his aura suddenly changed, revealing a harmonious and restrained energy.

"Transformation Realm?!" Wu Tianxiong screamed in disbelief, his voice trembling. "When did you break through to Transformation Realm...?"

Liang Cheng suddenly changed his position, and Wu Tianxiong only felt a blur before his eyes. Liang Cheng was already in front of him, throwing a punch at his chest.

This punch carried the weight of a mountain, and Wu Tianxiong could only raise his arms to block it.

"Bang! Crack!"

With the combined power of the Stone Armor Skill and the Wild Bull Strength, Wu Tianxiong's arms were directly fractured, and he was sent flying backward like a broken bag, crashing into two withered mulberry trees before rolling to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but Liang Cheng had already stepped forward, showing no mercy. Liang Cheng's punches were like cannonballs, directly shattering his chest.

Wu Tianxiong coughed up blood and fragments of internal organs. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed. He stared at Liang Cheng, his throat gurgling as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't. His head lolled to the side, and he died.

Liang Cheng didn't even glance at Wu Tianxiong's corpse. He turned to look at another battlefield, where Zhou Hu was in dire straits, with two sword wounds on his left shoulder and right rib, and his breathing was disordered.

The black-robed, masked man moved with ease, his slender sword flashing like a venomous snake, each move aimed at Zhou Hu's vitals.

"Senior brother, step back."

Liang Cheng's voice suddenly came over. Before Zhou Hu could react, Liang Cheng had already stepped forward and punched the black-robed masked man.

"Junior brother, you..."

Zhou Hu then noticed Wu Tianxiong lying on the ground, Liang Cheng's aura surging, having already crossed the threshold of Transformation Realm. The masked man also stared intently at Liang Cheng, his voice hoarse: "Transformation Realm! You've actually reached Transformation Realm too!"

Liang Cheng remained silent, adopting the starting stance of a powerful bull, his entire body exuding a harmonious and unified aura, with the faint sound of a bull mooing echoing between his muscles and bones.

"That good-for-nothing Wu Tianxiong couldn't even figure out that you'd broken through to the Transformation Realm!"

The masked man pointed his slender sword diagonally, no longer as composed as when he fought Zhou Hu. He attacked with all his might, his sword shadows overlapping. Liang Cheng took a step forward, and the fallen leaves on the ground exploded with a bang!

Then they saw Liang Cheng charging like a bull, neither dodging nor avoiding, heading straight for the densest part of the sword shadows!

"Clang clang clang clang—!"

The sounds of metal clashing together were deafening, like a dense rain. Liang Cheng's fists were like hammers, each punch precisely striking the weakest point on the thin sword.

The terrifying defense brought by the perfected Stone Armor Technique allowed him to completely ignore the cutting force of the sword's edge, and his fist techniques were wide and powerful, domineering and unparalleled!

The masked man grew increasingly frightened as the fight progressed.

The opponent's punches were far more powerful than ordinary force-reducing techniques, and his incredible hard skills made it impossible for me to even break through his skin!

Instead, with each punch he received, the sword trembled incessantly, and his arm became sore and numb. After ten moves, Liang Cheng, the masked man, was a moment slower in returning his sword.

Liang Cheng immediately twisted his waist and hips, and his right fist shot up from under his ribs into the sky with the Wild Bull Force - Rising Cannon!

This punch, long prepared, with its power concentrated at a single point, sent a piercing whistle through the air as the Heavenly Ghost Mask hastily parried with his sword.

"Clang—Snap!"

The rapier snapped in two!

The force of the punch penetrated his body, and the masked man groaned as he flew backward. His bronze mask shattered, revealing a pale middle-aged face with blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

Liang Cheng continued to press forward, giving his opponent no chance, and punched him in the chest. The masked man staggered to the ground, staring intently at Liang Cheng.

"Such a hard fist, such domineering force! Today, you deserve to die!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the masked man died instantly.

Zhou Hu was left standing there dumbfounded, still somewhat incredulous.

Even if he has broken through to the Transformation Realm, how come Junior Brother Liang is so strong?

Then what does it mean if I break through to the Transformation Realm?

At this moment, Liang Cheng turned around, his face full of concern.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Zhou Hu quickly replied, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"That's good."

After saying that, Liang Cheng bent down, preparing to touch the corpse, wondering how his haul had been today!