CHAPTER 267: [136] QI AND BLOOD CONDENSING PILL, 3 INCHES OF GANG QI

"Your strength is indeed above mine, it’s a pity though, in this era, the individual strength of a Martial Artist is no longer as important as it used to be."

Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind stretched out his hand, tremblingly raised a finger, and then put it into his own mouth.

Crack!

With a strange sound, he shockingly bit off his own finger.

Wang Longhu heard the noise, turned his head in disbelief, and stared incredulously at Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind.

Facing Wang Longhu’s gaze, Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind began chewing on his own finger. More accurately, he was chewing on the large golden ring he wore on his finger.

The chewed large golden ring continuously seeped black liquid from within, and Wang Longhu suddenly understood.

This Japan Island LYB actually hid the Enlightenment Potion inside his gold ring!

Wang Longhu was not clear about the effects of the Enlightenment Potion, but everyone who had taken it exhibited a performance akin to unlocking a gene lock in front of him.

It’s hard not to suspect whether the Enlightenment Potion also has the effect of a stimulant.

For instance, allowing a person to regain some physical strength when exhausted; if that’s the case, then Wang Longhu is in danger.

Bam!

Just as Wang Longhu’s heart was about to jump to his throat, a large sturdy foot suddenly flew through the air, kicking fiercely at Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind’s neck.

Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind, who was chewing the gold ring, still held the smile of a victor on his face, but his neck was twisted at a bizarre 90-degree angle.

His face was directly pressed against his chest, his neck was already broken, and he was completely dead.

If the Enlightenment Potion could allow him to survive even such injuries, Wang Longhu would think the potion should be renamed the Resurrection Potion.

"Hahaha, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Wang Longhu, how can you now be my match?"

A figure landed beside the deceased Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind, none other than Qiao Qichong, whose kneecap Wang Longhu had just shattered.

This person, though crippled in one leg, still had intact arms. To many, once a Martial Artist skilled in leg techniques loses a leg, their skills are considered useless.

Yet Qiao Qichong unexpectedly found a different way, using his arms as legs, performing handstands and kicks, stubbornly showcasing the centipede spring kick, directly kicking the exhausted Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind to death.

"Wasn’t he your ally? You Four Poison Hall people betray the Heaven and Earth Alliance like this." Wang Longhu lay in the rubble, speaking calmly.

"Ally? Laughable. Merely greedy people acting for their benefit. Do you know who this Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind is? In his life, he loved collecting the corpses of experts. He raised a team of doctors most skilled in the human body structure. By dissecting the corpses of experts, they researched the secrets of meridians, acupoints, and dantian to enhance his power.

The Enlightenment Potion was developed by the team led by Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind; he’s indeed an important figure in the Heaven and Earth Alliance. If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t have come to Vietnam this time."

Qiao Qichong stood upside down, slowly crawling towards Wang Longhu, with a cruel expression on his face: "Why is it that after training martial arts for over forty years, my achievements are no better than you young folks? To achieve Huajin, I sold flesh and blood for the White Lotus Society, spending over ten billion US dollars to use the Yellow Emperor Meridian Map. You either have extraordinary talent or support from major forces behind,

you stand in the limelight with a promising future, but now, your life and death are at my whim, this is what’s truly fair."

Qiao Qichong did not intend to kill Wang Longhu directly like he did with Night Palace Yellow Spring Wind. Instead, he dawdled, saying inexplicable things.

He had made up his mind about Wang Longhu. At this moment, Wang Longhu was utterly exhausted, unable to muster any resistance. He had plenty of opportunities to torture Wang Longhu to death.

"I should have killed you with one swift move earlier." Wang Longhu felt furious in his heart, with Qi and Blood surging violently in his chest cavity.

At this moment, his whole body’s blood was rushing incessantly, flooding towards the center of his chest.

This congestion made Wang Longhu feel breathless, his chest felt terribly suffocated, as if something was growing from the middle of his chest.

Watching Qiao Qichong getting closer to him, 90% of Wang Longhu’s Qi and Blood had gathered at the Shanzhong Acupoint in his chest. His limbs were numb with no sensation, only his chest felt hot and unbearably scorching.

As if something is poised to erupt, ready to break out.

"Die!"

Seeing the distance to Wang Longhu getting shorter, Qiao Qichong could wait no longer. Both his hands twisted, and with the only good leg left, chopped downward like a battle-axe, he stomped heavily towards Wang Longhu’s chest.

A foot stomped fiercely on Wang Longhu’s chest.

Below the human chest are the heart and lungs. Once attacked by Dark Force, the heart veins could be severed in an instant, it’s a death of extreme agony.

Bam!

Then, at the moment when Qiao Qichong’s foot struck Wang Longhu’s chest, it was as if a stone cracked open a water tank full of water.

Wang Longhu’s Shanzhong Acupoint suddenly shot out an invisible force, instantly blasting Qiao Qichong’s entire foot to pieces.

Perhaps he never anticipated such an event, and he fell to the ground instantly, exclaiming incredulously.

With both legs completely destroyed now, his leg skills were utterly impossible to perform anymore.