Chapter 38: 1 vs. 3

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: 1 vs. 3

WHOOSH~~

In the Peach Blossom Forest, Chen Sha stood firm, like a great mountain touching the heavens. After he boomed "Come at me together," the powerful sound waves, full of might, swept out for dozens of yards.

"Brother Yao, this kid is outrageously arrogant. Let me lend you a hand!"

Ouyang Feng leaped from a distant rooftop, his True Qi trailing behind him like a long plume of flame. Within a few breaths, he was upon Chen Sha.

His figure flickered as he struck out with a deadly palm!

Chen Sha was completely unafraid, laughing heartily. "Well met!"

He stomped his foot, and his body shot forward like a cannonball. In an instant, his True Qi blasted away the air in a twenty-foot radius before him as he crashed toward Ouyang Feng with both elbow and palm!

Just then, Huang Yaoshi followed close behind. "Thank you, Brother Feng."

He joined Ouyang Feng in attacking Chen Sha.

Normally, with the reputation and pride of the Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, he would have disdained ganging up on a single opponent.

However, during his earlier exchange with Chen Sha, he had truly felt the immense pressure emanating from the young Daoist, like an impossibly high mountain peak.

It wasn’t just that the young man’s Inner Power True Qi was a cut above his own; even the ingenuity of his Martial Arts techniques was something Huang Yaoshi had never seen before. It felt as if he were dreaming he was back on Hua Mountain Peak twenty years ago, facing the world’s number one, Chongyang Master.

If they continued to fight one-on-one, he wouldn’t just be defeated due to his Power being exhausted; he might actually be beaten to death by one of Chen Sha’s fists!

This wasn’t the martial tournament stage of the Hua Mountain Sword Discussion, where only victory and defeat were at stake.

This was a stranger who had barged into his home and started a fight at the slightest disagreement. It was a life-or-death battle where one’s very life was on the line at every moment.

However, even with two of the greatest Grandmasters, East Evil and West Poison, attacking their common enemy, Chen Sha, they couldn’t gain the slightest advantage.

Within the forest, currents of air swirled, True Qi howled, and petals danced in chaos.

HISS~~

Ouyang Feng’s palms struck like snakes. As his hand shot toward Chen Sha, his arm moved strangely, as if it had no bones, allowing it to flexibly change direction and turn...

The Grandmaster, West Poison Ouyang Feng, used his hands to strike and grab, like two boneless pythons biting at Chen Sha from the left and right.

This was precisely the profound Martial Art he had developed by observing the venomous snakes at his White Camel Manor in the Western Domain: the Spiritual Snake Fist Technique. Because his arms were as soft and boneless as snakes, they could change direction with incredible flexibility, each strike aiming for the most unpredictable angle.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

For a moment, Chen Sha’s left side was filled with the afterimages of the power from West Poison Ouyang Feng’s strikes.

And to his right was Huang Yaoshi in his green robes, looking as composed as a deity, the very picture of a Grandmaster.

His posture was ramrod straight as he chopped his palms through the air, repeatedly sending out gusts of Palm Wind. Occasionally, he would flick his fingers, launching sharp bolts of power like a divine crossbow.

This force was powerful enough to pierce iron armor.

It was his signature move, the Finger Snapping Divine Ability, used in tandem with the Slicing Void Palm.

And yet, Chen Sha handled it all with ease!

He formed a fist with his left hand and used an open palm with his right, fending off both attackers simultaneously.

Whether it was the sky-filling fist-shadows from Ouyang Feng or the sharp bolts of power from Huang Yaoshi, they were either shattered by the wind from his punches or casually slapped out of the air by his palm.

It was this very effortlessness that suddenly doubled the pressure on Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng.

"You’ve both used all of your Martial Arts techniques."

A powerful palm thrust out, its Palm Wind sweeping thirty feet and forcing Ouyang Feng back.

Chen Sha laughed boisterously.

"Now, try and take one of my moves—the Dao Yi Seal!"

BOOM!

His body moved with the sound. After sweeping Ouyang Feng aside with a palm, Chen Sha took a large stride, smashed his fist into his other palm, and channeled all the Power and True Qi in his body. It surged forth as he closed the distance on Huang Yaoshi.

In Huang Yaoshi’s eyes, Chen Sha seemed to be barrelling toward him with the force of a roaring thunderstorm.

He was inexplicably terrified. Instantly realizing he was no match, he retreated to avoid the brunt of the attack.

’To think that even with Ouyang Feng, I still can’t gain the upper hand.’ He made a choice and shouted loudly:

"Brother Qi, this isn’t the Hua Mountain Sword Discussion! Forget about one-on-one duels! Please, help us take him down together!"

The voice traveled beyond the Peach Blossom Forest and reached the ears of Hong Qigong, who was on the roof eave.

At this moment, standing on the eaves besides Hong Qigong were Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Ouyang Ke—three members of the younger generation associated with the Five Extremes.

Ouyang Ke saw that even with his uncle and East Evil fighting together, they were still at a disadvantage. The shock and terror in his eyes were beyond description.

’To think there’s someone in this world who can suppress two Five Extremes Grandmasters all by himself.’

’And he’s so young.’

"Huang the Evil and the Old Poisonous Creature are actually..." 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

Hong Qigong was conflicted. He believed ganging up on someone was not the act of a true hero, which was why he hadn’t moved an inch when Chen Sha had yelled for them all to attack together.

’Even if I don’t join in, the Old Poisonous Creature and Huang the Evil should be more than enough to defeat this young man.’

He never expected...

Unfortunately, the Hong Qigong of this second Chapter had not inherited the memories of fighting Chen Sha thousands of times before, or he would never have had such a thought.

As Hong Qigong hesitated, hearing Huang Yaoshi’s shout, in the forest, Chen Sha closed in on East Evil.

BOOM!

A fist appeared before Huang Yaoshi’s eyes.

It was a normal-looking fist, with veins faintly throbbing on its surface, and it was smashing straight down toward the crown of his head.

The power from the punch spread out like ripples, and a faint First Layer of golden-yellow True Qi could be seen swirling around the fist.

This First Layer of golden-yellow True Qi gave Huang Yaoshi the illusion that it was all-encompassing, all-containing.

It was as if this punch could have just as easily been a palm, a kick, or even a strike from a saber or sword.

This was the Dao Yi Seal.

The Great Dao is One, encompassing millions of things. The one is the many, and the many are the one.

Before he could even block, Huang Yaoshi’s heart began to pound like a drum. He felt as if his blood vessels were about to burst under the force of this punch, splattering his blood everywhere.

’Besides Chongyang Master, how can there be another expert of this caliber in the world?!’

Huang Yaoshi was shaken to his core. Not daring to receive the blow, he tried to dodge, his feet moving as nimbly as the wind, stepping through the positions of a bagua.

Yet, no matter how he changed his position, even after retreating forty or fifty feet, Chen Sha’s fist only grew larger and clearer in his vision, as if he could not escape the fate of being obliterated by a single punch.

But at that very moment...

AROOO~~

A faint dragon’s roar echoed through the sky. A Palm Power as fierce as a mountain flood howled in from the left, pushing a column of air several yards wide as it crashed down on Chen Sha!

It was Hong Qigong!

Arriving just in time to help.

He had been hesitating until he saw that Chen Sha’s punch—like a dragon, like water, a perfect fusion of hard and soft—surprisingly carried a hint of the True Qi and style of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

So, as his timely palm strike arrived, Hong Qigong roared, "Where did you learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

With Hong Qigong’s palm striking to his aid, the Palm Wind was like rolling thunder.

The pressure on Huang Yaoshi was instantly halved. He flicked his sleeves, and his Luoying Divine Sword Palm stirred up a great wind, joining with Hong Qigong’s Palm Power to strike at Chen Sha.

At the same time, Huang Yaoshi glanced doubtfully at Hong Qi. "Brother Qi, are you saying his Martial Arts contains moves from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

In the next instant, the power from all three men clashed in the air.

Their different types of True Qi converged and collided a foot in front of their fists and palms.

"What Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? He must have obtained the Nine Yin Scripture!"

Ouyang Feng roared from behind and to the side, swinging his Spiritual Snake Staff down toward the back of Chen Sha’s head.

In his eyes, only someone who had learned the Nine Yin Scripture could possess such incredible skill.

And the Nine Yin Scripture was the number one scripture in the world, the very thing the Five Extremes coveted most!

This staff strike came from behind. Chen Sha was now besieged from three sides.

One against three!