Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivator

CHAPTER 162

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Ding!”

With a crispy clink, the silver blade hit Tong Shan’s foot and bounced off. It was as if it had landed on an iron pipe.

“Shit!”

Ding Pen was set back on his heels.

He was well known for his skills in throwing knives. He could have penetrated a wall with just a regular fruit peeler, much less the silver blade he used. That blade was made from a special alloy that combined iron with zinc, nickel and many other elements. It was extremely sharp and was able to slice through even a few layers of metal sheets. However, the fact that it bounced right off of Tong Shan’s foot proved the giant’s power.

The set back made Ding Pen waver. He took a few steps back and retreated back into the shadow.

However, Second Lord Xin and Mad Sun didn’t mind Ding Pen’s failure. Second Lord Xin shouted: “Let’s do away with this big guy. He is an Internal Force user or an External Force master at the best. Once he is dead, Chen Beixuan will be defenseless.”

It turned out that he didn’t have to spell their tactics out loud as everyone else had already focused their attention on Tong Shan.

Tong Shan stood still, his large body loomed before everyone like an iron pagoda. It was hard not to take him seriously.

“Shit, shit! Big Cousin is not going to ward them off.” Lu Yanxue’s face paled.

She knew the power of these martial artists. However, strong an ordinary person was, he could not withstand a blow that was infused with internal force. Having grown up in a martial arts family, she had seen many cases where a Sanshou champion was defeated by an internal force martial artist with ease.

“Don’t worry, Tong Shan will take care of them.” Chen Fan remained calm as he spoke lightly.

By then, Mad Sun was already at Tong Shan.

He punched at Tong Shan with abandon. His belligerent fist rumbled across the air. Halfway through his punch, he suddenly changed the direction and swept his attacking hand sideways like swinging an ax at a tree. Then, his attack sped up and a trailing gust was created behind. In the end, he took advantage of the built-up force and momentum and changed his sweep attack into a jab. His fists transformed into the venomous mouth of a drake that threatened to pierce into Tong Shang’s chest.

By then, Mad Sun had displayed all four basic forms of the Xing Yi Fist: Pao, Pi, Heng, Beng. The final transformation, the jabbing attack was the epitome of everything that made Xing Yi Fist a legend. If any ordinary Xing Yi Fist practitioner had witnessed his moves, they would bound to be impressed.

“This attack should hurt him.”

Mad Sun thought to himself confidently.

The very last jabbing attack was particularly effective against people with extraordinary external force attainment. It focused all the force onto a small impact area and thereby increasing the depth of penetration.

“Bang!”

To Mad Sun’s utter surprise, his fisted landed on Tong Shan’s chest but caused not even a dent. Instead, his fingers were hurt by the force that bounced back.

“Impossible!”

Mad Sun was shocked by the development.

Even as he tried to gather himself, Tong Shan had delivered a punch at him.

Tong Shan’s attack seemed ordinary and mundane. It looked no different than a punch from an average person. However, Tong Shan’s immeasurable strength made up for his lack of fitness. His punch was so powerful that it was able to go through a minivan.