To be honest, my strength had improved by leaps and bounds recently. Especially not long ago, when I swallowed the Five Holy Venomous Insects with my pure Yang blood essence, I was further awakened. Coupled with the power of the five poisons, my physique had also improved a lot.
However, in Jianghu, I hadn't met a decent opponent, so I couldn't display my full strength. In fact, for a warrior, fighting to one's heart's content was far more effective than meditating in seclusion.
Of course, fighting seven experts at the Transforming Strength stage at the same time was also an unprecedented challenge for me. However, I always felt that I had to give myself some pressure, otherwise, I would never know how good I was.
"Arrogant little guy!"
Elder Zhu's face was gloomy. A ripple-like power condensed on his palm. In about a few seconds, Elder Zhu suddenly slammed his palm.
"Bone-melting Soft Palm."
This was a real high-level martial art. Whether it was the characteristics of the power or the destructive power, it couldn't be underestimated.
The others didn't waste any time and each showed their true strength. What surprised me was that there were warriors who used internal strength among them. It seemed that the number of internal strength warriors in Jianghu should be better than the few in Jianghu. However, generally speaking, people in Jianghu rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with this level.
One of the rough-looking men even burst forth with a speed that did not match his body. His whole body was like a grasshopper as he leaped more than twenty feet into the air. He swept his leg through the air, making a crackling sound as if the air was about to be shattered. This kick carried the force of a thousand pounds. Even if it was a solid sandbag, it would still be able to explode with one kick.
According to the classification of the Grandmaster's strength, this man was at least an eighth level Grandmaster. In other words, he was not much weaker than Grandmaster Chen.
The rest of the people had different levels of strength, but they were all real Transforming Strength masters. They didn't rely on elixirs to cultivate their strength.
I couldn't help but hold my breath. Since everyone was exerting their strength, the overwhelming energy was like a huge mountain pressing down on my shoulders. I had no choice but to circulate my astral energy to form a barrier around my body to resist the pressure of the energy.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Very quickly, the seemingly solid energy bombarded my Astral Energy barrier, producing the sound of metal colliding with each other.
"Innate Gang Energy?!"
At this moment, the burly man's face couldn't help but twitch. As an eighth-level supreme power master, he also had Gang Qi, but it was acquired Gang Qi.
Although it was only a difference of one word, there was a world of difference. Generally speaking, only those who had reached the ninth level of the Supreme Power Realm or higher could comprehend the Innate Gang Qi.
This threshold was almost equivalent to a half-step True Immortal. As one of the top three most powerful men in the Vajra Sect, he knew very well what Innate Gang Qi meant. He could not hide the envy and jealousy in his eyes.
If it was the acquired Gang Qi, no matter how solid it was, it would not be able to withstand the pressure of seven Peak Strength experts. However, the innate Gang Qi was different. It was like the protective cover condensed by a Perfected Immortal. At least in terms of strength, they would not be able to gain any advantage.
This Innate Aura Energy required one to cultivate their inner strength to the extreme, and then mobilize the natural Qi of Heaven and Earth to form an Aura Energy shield outside the body that could be used for both offense and defense. It was the symbol of an inner strength martial artist's great progress in cultivation.
In just a breath's time, these people suddenly arrived. I was not in a hurry to use the Golden Snake Sword, so I casually threw a few punches.
It seemed like an ordinary fist technique, but there was a lot of knowledge in it. After understanding the true meaning of the Dragon Fist, I tried to blend the Eight Extremes Fist into it, learning from its strengths to make up for its weaknesses. Thus, an even more exquisite fist technique was born. It could be said that it was both offensive and defensive, and there were almost no flaws.
"Be careful!"
The guy from the Vajra Sect could not help but shout. He immediately felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly reminded his companions.
However, the difference between experts was too great. It was a competition of speed and strength. In the blink of an eye, the force of my fist had already poured out.
"Boom, boom."
The first to bear the brunt of the attack was Elder Zhu's Bone Melting Cotton Palm. The rippling palm force was like a bottomless ocean, and my invincible fist force continuously clashed with it. Not long after, the two forces scattered in all directions, accompanied by a sudden gust of wind.
The brawny man from the Vajra Sect made a movement that defied common sense in midair, and forcefully stopped his attack. The rest of them were not so lucky. My simple punch was equivalent to the full power attack of an expert in the middle and late stages of Neutralization. Even if they forcibly withstood it, they still retreated more than ten steps. Those who were slightly weaker felt dizzy from the impact, and their bodies looked like they were about to collapse. On the other hand, I was leisurely standing in the same place.
"Hiss."
After seeing the situation clearly, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They had never expected that they would not be able to break through my defense after the initial exchange!
Actually, that quick punch just now had used up about twenty to thirty percent of my strength. Fortunately, it had a certain deterrent effect.
"This kid actually cultivates both Qi and Martial Arts!" Elder Zhu frowned, and his expression became somewhat solemn.
"Not only that, but he has also mastered the most orthodox Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. Look at the White Pole Innate Qi circulating around his body. It's obviously the sign of the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture's sixth circulation!
Innate Qi! Even our sect master can't do that … "The expert from the Vajra Sect could not help but exclaim.
"The most orthodox Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture?
Isn't that something only the inner disciples of Shaolin Temple can cultivate?
Brother Ma, are you sure you're not mistaken? "Someone quickly voiced his doubts.
"I can't be mistaken. The founder of our Vajra Sect once cultivated in Shaolin Temple and left behind his cultivation experience. There are records of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture among them!"
The person who was addressed as Brother Ma shook his head and continued, "Elder Zhu, I think we should recommend this person to Shaolin Temple. They will definitely be interested."