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With Lufan delivering this strike, Li Zheng suddenly felt his heart contract, every hair on his body standing on end, a chill rushing from his tailbone straight to the Crown of Heaven!
Having experienced countless battles, Li Zheng naturally recognized this as an extreme danger signal, indicating that he was now facing a threat of death. The instinct of a Martial Cultivator told him that he absolutely could not allow Lufan's palm strike to land; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In a moment of desperation, without time to think further, Li Zheng swung his Octagonal Heavy Hammer horizontally in front of him, intending to block this tremendous threat. At that moment, Lufan's Mian Zhang struck directly against the hammer's surface!
Crash!
What seemed like a light and soft Mian Zhang, upon contact with the surface of the Octagonal Heavy Hammer, erupted with an incredibly powerful force, akin to a drop of water hitting hot oil or sparks igniting a barrel of explosives. The collision produced a thunderous sound that reverberated through the air, shaking Li Zheng's blood and qi, leaving him feeling unsettled!
The smile that had been on Li Zheng's face instantly froze. He felt an immense force surge towards him, causing him to stagger backward uncontrollably. At the same time, a strong tremor began at the hammer's surface, spreading through the handle and into his arms, rapidly coursing throughout his entire body.
After retreating seven or eight steps, Li Zheng finally managed to stabilize himself, staring in shock at Lufan. At that moment, he felt as if he had been electrocuted; his body was limp and powerless, and he could barely hold onto his twin hammers. That tremor had scattered all of his internal energy; even his robust physique from the Resonance of Muscles and Bones could not fully withstand such an Attack.
Having pushed Li Zheng back with this palm strike, Lufan did not pause but swiftly appeared before the astonished Fourth Prince and the other two.
They could not help but be shocked; to have knocked back Li Zheng like this with a single strike was truly astonishing. It was important to note that while Li Zheng had suffered significant losses in strength during the battle so far, Lufan was also nearing exhaustion. Logically speaking, although there was a gap between their strengths, it should not have been too great.
However, now in direct confrontation, with just one palm strike, Lufan unleashed such tremendous power that he pushed back what had been an evenly matched opponent like Li Zheng, achieving something even at peak physical condition had not accomplished. If even the strongest among them, Li Zheng, was treated this way, what would happen to them if they took just one hit?
This thought flashed through their minds, and the three of them immediately changed their offensive stance. They began to twirl their weapons together defensively to keep Lufan at bay!
Yet it was futile!
With his feet planted firmly in the sixty-four hexagrams position and moving like a fierce wind, Lufan’s clothes rustled loudly as if he were an ancient immortal. Facing three opponents who had completely adopted a defensive posture, he unleashed three consecutive palm strikes!
These three strikes appeared slow but were incredibly swift—like butterflies flitting through flowers—they rendered their defenses meaningless in an instant. Each strike pierced through their layers of protection and landed squarely on the chest of the Fourth Prince, the shoulder of the Slim Elder, and right at the heart of the Tall Elder!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Once again, the sound of three thunderous strikes echoed, and the three individuals were each struck by Lufan. Their clothes at the center of their chests instantly disintegrated, and they spat out blood, flying backward.
While they were still in mid-air, everyone could clearly see that the Slim Elder had one shoulder completely collapsed, blood and flesh splattered everywhere. The Tall Elder was in an even more tragic state; a large hole had been opened in his chest, his heart shattered. Even while still airborne, he no longer felt any signs of life, having been killed outright by Lufan's palm strike!
Only the Fourth Prince seemed to fare slightly better; due to wearing black armor beneath his clothing, he did not show any obvious bodily damage. However, the noticeable indentation in his chest indicated that his condition was not much better than the other two.
Having successfully struck down his opponents, Lufan did not even glance at his achievements. Like a bolt of lightning, he charged toward Li Zheng once more!
Li Zheng, witnessing the tragic fate of the Fourth Prince and the others, realized that he too was unlikely to escape. In despair, he could not help but show a frenzied expression as he let out a beast-like roar and forced his body forward, attempting to smash into Lufan's head with a dual strike!
Unfortunately, even at his peak strength, he could not contend with Lufan. Now weakened, his reactions were considerably slower. Although his momentum was impressive, it was merely a desperate struggle of a cornered beast.
Before Li Zheng's dual hammers could fully converge, Lufan had already surged through the gap between them with unstoppable force, closing in on Li Zheng's body. Then, with both palms striking out in a cross formation against his chest, he sent Li Zheng flying off the ground.
But that wasn't the end; before Li Zheng could land, Lufan had already caught up again. Amidst nine consecutive thunderous sounds, he unleashed nine palm strikes—each hitting different vital points on Li Zheng's body. The final strike landed directly on his Crown of Heaven!
When Li Zheng finally hit the ground, his eyes were still wide open in fury, yet he had already lost all breath. His body appeared unscathed on the outside, but internally it had turned to dust; even a celestial being could not save him now.
Thus ended the reign of a once-mighty tyrant who had dominated Qingyang City for many years—a Resonance of Muscles and Bones level powerhouse—who left no last words behind before perishing!
Lufan, who initially only had defensive capabilities, suddenly erupted with power and shattered the so-called siege within mere moments. He decisively secured victory with no chance for reversal.
The four great powerhouses resulted in two dead and two severely injured—a result that took everyone by surprise. By the time Lufan stood before the Slim Elder, no one could utter a single word.
"Cough cough cough..." The Slim Elder lay on the ground, looking up at Lufan with a face full of despair. "I thought that combining our strength would ensure victory; I never expected it to end like this. After decades of hard training through countless seasons, I couldn't defeat a mere teenager. It's truly laughable—why are there such monsters like you in this world?"
Lufan paused for a moment before responding: "If it weren't for your oppression leading me to insights, I might not have been able to defeat you."
"So, I really don't want to fight with the Heavenly Chosen One," Slim Elder said with a bitter smile. "Never mind, never mind. Earlier, you mentioned that this is a martial arts technique you created yourself. Can you tell me its name?"
"The name?" Lufan raised his palm and fell into deep thought.
What he had just used was a palm technique he comprehended after understanding The Way of Hard and Soft, inspired by the Taoist technique known as Mian Zhang.
Mian Zhang can be said to interpret the soft power of palm techniques to perfection. When practiced to a high level, it can crush stones beneath tofu, demonstrating extreme softness.
However, after Lufan grasped The Way of Hard and Soft, he developed a different understanding of Mian Zhang. Mian Zhang should embody both softness and hardness; within the utmost softness lies the strength of hardness. Compared to a direct confrontation, this kind of forceful destruction is even more formidable.
This reminded him of a type of weapon: the soft whip. An ordinary person on Earth, after training, can wield a whip to unleash a powerful force, even creating a sonic boom at its tip!
Thus, he found inspiration and decided to use Mian Zhang as the form, combining it with the powerful strength granted by the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, with Nine Yang True Qi as the core. He compressed his true energy to an extreme degree, condensing it in his palm.
This technique encapsulated all of Lufan's understanding of martial arts, unified through his meticulous control, ultimately distilled into this palm technique. When executed, it not only generates tremendous explosive force, shockwaves, and impact but also produces a massive sound, showcasing its astonishing might and limitless power.
This strike is delivered in a soft manner yet produces an extremely destructive force akin to masculinity; it truly exemplifies that from softness comes strength. In Taoism, strength is akin to thunder!
With this thought in mind, Lufan lowered his palm and looked at Slim Elder.
"This move is called Palm Thunder!"
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