Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

This punch was straightforward, yet it contained the terrifying physical strength of a Taichu Realm expert.

The smile on Young Master Qin’s lips deepened—even an Early Stage Taichu Realm cultivator wouldn’t dare to take on Tie San’s punch head-on, let alone a kid from the Heavenly Palace Realm?

However, the next moment, everyone’s expression froze.

”Snap!”

With a light sound, Gu Sheng’s right hand steadily caught Tie San’s punch, his five fingers clasping the opponent’s wrist.

Tie San’s fist, strong enough to smash rocks, couldn’t advance even an inch further!

”This... this is impossible!”

Tie San’s eyes, like bronze bells, widened in disbelief, veins bulging on his forehead, yet he couldn’t retract his fist.

Gu Sheng’s lips slightly curled up.

”Is that all you’ve got?”

”Bastard!”

Tie San roared, his left fist carrying a whistling wind as it struck toward Gu Sheng’s face.

Gu Sheng coldly snorted, exerted strength with his right hand, and astonishingly swung Tie San’s over two-hundred-pound body up, slamming him hard onto the ground!

”Boom!”

The ground cracked, dust flying. Tie San stumbled back up in a disheveled state, his eyes full of shock.

”A Body Refiner?!”

Once these three words were spoken, Young Master Qin’s smile instantly froze.

The followers behind him gasped in shock.

”A Body Refiner? Isn’t that the kind of monster only big sects can cultivate?”

”This kid... what’s his background?”

Ling Xiao looked at Mu Feng’s stunned expression and patted his shoulder.

”Now do you believe?”

Mu Feng swallowed hard.

”Gu... He actually...”

In the field, Tie San had already put away his disdain, his muscles tensed.

He stared dead at Gu Sheng.

”No wonder you’re so arrogant; turns out you’re a Body Refiner. But do you think that’s enough to beat me?”

Gu Sheng shook his wrist and said flatly.

”Don’t waste time, show me what you’ve really got.”

”Young Master Qin!”

Tie San turned to Young Master Qin, and upon seeing the latter’s nod, his eyes gleamed with ferocity.

”Since you’re courting death, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Before the words were finished, Tie San’s figure erupted, both fists blasting toward Gu Sheng.

Each punch carried a piercing whistle, the ground continuously cracking from the shockwaves.

Gu Sheng neither dodged nor evaded, meeting the fists with his own. The punches collided in the air, producing clanging metallic sounds.

One wave of shockwave after another spread out, forcing the spectators to retreat.

”Too terrifying... is this really the strength of a Heavenly Palace Realm?”

Mu Feng muttered to himself.

Ling Xiao looked on with appreciation.

”Gu Sheng, this guy, has progressed again.”

After thirty moves, Tie San grew more alarmed the more he fought.

His fists had begun to ache faintly, yet Gu Sheng remained unchanged. More frightening was that the opponent seemed to be merely testing, without exerting full power!

”Is that all you can do?”

Gu Sheng suddenly spoke, his tone clearly disappointed.

”Is this the level of the Taichu Realm?”

”Arrogant!”

Tie San raged, his whole body’s Spiritual Power surging wildly, his right fist emitting a glaring azure light.

”Go die for me!”

This punch gathered all of Tie San’s strength and Spiritual Power, compressing the air into visible ripples as it passed.

Gu Sheng finally got serious.

He drew back his right fist, his muscles flowing like water, then explosively punched forward!

”Bang——!”

The instant the punches collided, a visible shockwave spread out, and the ground within ten zhang sunk simultaneously. Tie San grunted, retreating seven steps, each step leaving deep imprints on the ground.

While Gu Sheng merely wobbled, his feet never moving an inch.

”Impossible!”

Tie San’s mouth bled, looking at his fist in disbelief.

”My full strength strike, actually...”

Young Master Qin’s face had turned extremely unsightly, he shouted angrily.

”Tie San! Stop playing around, finish this quickly!”

Tie San knew he’d met a tough opponent today.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneering.

”Kid, being able to force me to use a Spiritual Artifact, you can die with pride!”

With that, he drew a long black blade from his back. The moment the blade unsheathed, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

”Mystic Iron Spirit Saber!”

Mu Feng exclaimed.

”Gu, be careful, that’s a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact!”

Gu Sheng remained unperturbed, even a bit uninterested.

”Finally willing to use Spiritual Power? You should’ve done this sooner.”

”Courting death!”

Tie San was utterly enraged, his body’s Spiritual Power furiously infused into the blade. On the pitch-black blade, eerie blood-colored patterns appeared, emitting a heart-pounding fluctuation.

”Profound Yin Heaven-splitting Palm!”

Tie San’s eyes turned red, his whole body’s Spiritual Power surging frantically, a strange blue light appeared on his right palm. With a loud shout, three palm shadows tore through the air, forming a triangular assault towards Gu Sheng. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, vegetation instantly turned to dust.

”Xuan Rank Martial Technique?”

Gu Sheng’s pupils contracted, his figure rapidly retreating.

The sinister Spiritual Power contained within the palm wind made his skin tingle; it was a feeling somewhat similar to the oppression he felt while battling Long Teng.

Before the palm shadow arrived, the fierce wind already halted Gu Sheng’s breath.

He stamped his right foot on the ground, his body’s Spiritual Power forming three Spirit Barriers in front of him.

”Bang, bang, bang!”

Three consecutive explosions sounded, the barriers shattered accordingly.

Gu Sheng drew back with the force, yet the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.

”As expected of a Holy Land Disciple, much stronger than the usual Taichu Realm. But...”

His eyes gleamed brightly.

”Compared to Long Teng, you’re still far behind!”

Tie San was infuriated by these words.

”Arrogant!”

With both hands forming seals, the three palm shadows merged into one mid-air, transforming into a giant eerie blue palm over ten feet large, slamming down.

Before the giant palm descended, the ground sunk three feet deep. In the distance, Mu Xi, who was watching, turned pale, clutching her brother’s arm tightly.

”Brother, Gu...”