"Wente, don't give him a chance to practice his fist intent. Hurry up and make your move," Grandpa Zhao whispered with a hint of panic in his tone.
Zhao Wente also heard their exclamation, and his expression became slightly strange, "Brat, I didn't think that you, a warrior in the early stage of Clear Jing, could actually comprehend such an exquisite concept like fist intent!"
I didn't want to be long-winded with him. At this moment, I was like a wild beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, constantly launching storm-like attacks. Every move revealed a sharp destructive power. Even a master in the late stage of Clear Jing would find it hard to resist.
Zhao Wente completely put away his contempt. Since he used Iron Palm, it had already proved his determination to win.
Even though I released my aura, Zhao Wente's Iron Palm wasn't weak either. The two extremely violent powers clashed several times in a short period of time, and the residual power spread out like firecrackers.
Originally, I had a kind of determination to fight with my life on the line, but Zhao Wente's Iron Palm had hidden killing intent. Every collision made my Dantian tremble.
Zhao Wente became more and more energetic as he fought. Originally, he had just stepped into Negative Jing and hadn't been able to completely consolidate it. This was the best opportunity for me to counterattack, but I found that the power of a Negative Jing master seemed to be endless. If this continued, I would at most be on par with him, and it would be difficult to defeat him.
Every palm of Zhao Wente's surged with unparalleled power.
Because of my almost crazy charging method, Zhao Wente also seized the opportunity. He used a few tricky angles to successfully injure me. Not long after, there were a few more palm prints on my body, and they turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, a burning smell filled the air. The places where I was injured felt like they were being roasted. It was so painful that my face turned green, and beads of sweat covered my forehead.
This Iron Palm was worthy of being the Zhao family's special skill, and Zhao Wente was worthy of being the number one genius. With his comprehension ability, he could definitely see the essence of it. Even if I had the ability to resist, I was still not as good as him in terms of combat experience.
"Hmph, brat, I didn't think that you could actually force me to use Iron Palm!
However, that's all you can do. "Zhao Wente let out a sigh of relief. He looked at me fearlessly.
The surrounding atmosphere became rather strange. Originally, they had thought that I should have had an overwhelming advantage. However, I had managed to hold on for so long and even made Zhao Wente wary. This was already a rather good result.
There was a reason why Zhao Wente was so at ease. There was an abnormally violent force that was crazily wreaking havoc on the surface of my skin. It was as if a soldering iron was burning me.
As for my Dantian, it instinctively surged with energy to defend itself. However, the Iron Palm was very domineering and contained a strange power. The more I tried to defend against it, the faster it corroded and the more powerful it became.
I rolled up my sleeves to take a look. As expected, the injured skin had already become red and swollen to a certain extent. There was also a shocking layer of pustules. The blazing power was constantly eroding and spreading. If this continued, not only would I not be able to deal with Zhao Wente, I would also be beheaded.
"Aha, look! I told you that it was impossible for that brat to defeat the genius of the Zhao family."
"Isn't that obvious? He even used Iron Palm. This is the most mysterious technique of the Zhao family. In the entire Zhao family, there are less than five people who are proficient in using it."
"That brat didn't lose unjustly."
"He thinks that he's invincible just because he has some ability. Sooner or later, he will fall."
In their eyes, this kind of situation was natural. Although I struggled, it wouldn't affect the result.
In comparison, there was a huge gap in all aspects. Even if I used my fist intent, it would still be difficult for me to win. My heart was filled with unwillingness as I looked at Zhao Wente's arrogant smile and listened to the words that hit me when I was down.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind. Sister-in-law was still waiting for me to come home. She had my flesh and blood in her womb. Liu Jie had even made the decision to die for love. There were also the brothers of the Fengliu Hall. I had promised them that I would stand at the peak of Cloud City together. In the end, I couldn't hold on. How could I promise their future?
Unknowingly, I clenched my fists. My nails dug into my palms, but I didn't feel any pain. Why am I so weak?
Why can't I create a miracle even though I worked hard to race against time?
Master had obviously helped me in secret.
I was filled with regret and self-blame because my starting point was different from Zhao Wente's. He had been immersed in martial arts since he was young. Coupled with the Zhao family's wholehearted training, he became the number one in the Zhao family.
As for me, my bones weren't good and my foundation was very weak. A short half a month of hard work was still not enough. Even the broad and profound concept of fist intent, I had only just comprehended it. I didn't even have time to familiarize myself with it before I was ruthlessly defeated by Zhao Wente once again.
If I was given another half a year, I was really confident, but it was all too late. The Zhao family had learned their lesson. They definitely wouldn't make such a mistake. That was undoubtedly releasing a tiger back into the mountains.
How could a cunning guy like Old Master Zhao not consider the stakes? Anyone who could affect the Zhao family's position should be eliminated as soon as possible.
"Don't hurt my Big Brother Xiao Zhuang."
Little Cherry's tender voice came from not far away. Her face was already covered in tears. That pear blossom in the rain attracted many fiery gazes.
"Wow, this little girl is really hot. Her figure is simply amazing."
"You still don't know. The Zhao family's illegitimate son was crippled by Zhuang Feng because of her."
"Sigh, what a pity. This woman is destined to become a plaything."
Little Cherry wasn't the only one who was in pain. Feng Tou wasn't any better. He lowered his head with a gloomy expression. It was as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years and became a powerless old man.
Originally, I had consoled him not long ago. But all of that was in the past. That included the Blood Wolf Hall's years of hard work. I'm afraid that it will be nibbled away by other forces.
"Dad, didn't you say that you want to save him?
Hurry up and do it. "At this time, Qu Miaoting pushed Qu Yihu. His expression was also very complicated.
"Sigh, I have to admit that this kid is a promising talent. But he has offended the Zhao family. This is absolutely the stupidest thing he has done. If he can be properly trained, he will definitely blossom in the future. Strange girl, stop messing around. If the Zhao family wants to deal with him, how can I save him?" Qu Yihu lightly sighed and shook his head.
"You big liar. We agreed that I would take revenge myself." Qu Miaoting was a little angry from embarrassment.
Previously, they kept on mocking me. But now, they felt that it was more of a pity. The Zhao family has dominated for too long. They really need someone who dares to challenge their authority. After the fierce confrontation just now, I have proven myself. Even if I can't beat the number one genius, I am still a rare talent with great potential.