Chapter 408 - 196: Five Arts
Chapter 408: Chapter 196: Five Arts
Like a mountain crashing down!!
The man’s expression changed in an instant. He felt that what was coming at him wasn’t some humiliating slap at all, but an entire mountain being hurled his way.
The distinct sound of bone cracking came from his arm. The tremendous force made his attempt to block it a complete joke.
The palm strike simply crushed his arm down and viciously slapped him across the face.
SLAP!!!
That crisp sound didn’t just land on the man’s face; it felt as if it had slapped every one of the more than twenty people present.
PTHOO!
The man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of teeth.
Only then did the woman snap out of her stupor, as if waking from a dream. It had all happened far too quickly.
Both of them were experts. Their footwork shifted in a mere instant. Although the man had dodged three times in a row, each evasion was a last-second change in his Body Technique, executed in the blink of an eye. It was useless, but he was certainly fast.
The man looked as if the slap had knocked the soul right out of him. In the blink of an eye, intense humiliation morphed into boundless fury. He roared:
"You..."
SLAP!
Another slap landed on his face.
The man’s eyes were completely bloodshot.
"I’ll kill you..."
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
Three more consecutive slaps sent him crashing sideways to the ground. He was completely disoriented, seeing stars.
He was so dazed he didn’t even know what year it was.
He lay on the ground, his brain seemingly rattled into mush.
’Why am I lying here?’
’Why can’t I feel my face?’
Miao Feichan was also dumbfounded. ’Didn’t he say he was going to have a civil conversation?’
’Wait, did he even say a word? He just walked up and beat the man to a pulp?’
’How naive. I was truly naive. How could I have actually believed Fang Shuwen would have a civil conversation with these people?’
She recalled when she first met Fang Shuwen. Weng Zhenliu, the Vice Valley Master of the Southern Domain’s Setting Sun Valley, had said just one provocative sentence to him and was beaten to within an inch of his life.
And that was when Fang Shuwen was actually being patient...
’And I really believed that this same Fang Shuwen would speak civilly to the people from Night Rain Tower?’
Fang Shuwen shook his hand, his face already showing a hint of impatience.
"Can’t you people just have a normal conversation? Spouting such filth... Even a gentleman gets angry, you know?
"I see now. There’s only one way to have a civil discussion with you people..."
Fang Shuwen lifted his gaze and looked at the woman.
The woman trembled, so furious she was practically steaming. The moment she saw the killing intent flash in Fang Shuwen’s eyes, she pointed a finger at him without a second thought.
"Kill him!!!"
The instant the words left her mouth, the twenty people behind her attacked almost simultaneously.
Their Body Technique was quite strange. The moment they struck, their figures began to flicker in and out of view.
Fang Shuwen found this sight amusing, yet baffling.
’This flickering doesn’t seem very useful, though, does it?’
He brought a single hand to his chest in a prayer-like gesture. Great Black Heaven God Palm—Mercy Does Not Cross!
BANG! BANG! BANG!!
Boundless Palm Power covered the entire area.
The instant these people flickered into existence beside Fang Shuwen, they were all slammed to the ground by the force of his Palm Power.
Each of them coughed up blood, looking as if they were on the verge of death.
But just then, a red silk ribbon, moving like a snake, wound around Fang Shuwen’s Palm Power and coiled tightly around him.
Fang Shuwen was taken by surprise.
Mercy Does Not Cross wasn’t without its openings. Within the seemingly impenetrable wall of Palm Power, there were indeed gaps to be found.
However, the Palm Power was formless yet tangible, making it fundamentally impossible to see where those openings were.
That was why every time Fang Shuwen had used it, he had been invincible.
He never expected that someone today would actually perceive the gaps in his Palm Power and manage to ensnare him.
This was certainly a new experience.
The woman let out a sharp cry:
"Get over here!!"
She gripped the red silk with both hands and gave it a vicious tug, pulling Fang Shuwen through the air toward her.
She flipped over a palm, her seemingly soft and delicate hand striking directly for Fang Shuwen’s forehead.
RRRRIP!!!
With the sudden sound of tearing silk, Fang Shuwen’s arms broke free from their bonds.
From this exact position and angle, Fang Shuwen didn’t even have to think. He simply went with the momentum and executed a Vajra Tower Throwing!
This technique was meant to be executed from above. In the past, Fang Shuwen had always had to leap into the air himself to use it. This was the first time someone had so kindly helped him get airborne.
The woman’s pupils instantly contracted to pinpricks.
She hadn’t expected her Three-meter Red Silk to be so fragile, to be instantly shattered by Fang Shuwen as he broke free.
But by now, the Inner Strength in her palm was fully charged. The arrow was nocked and had to be loosed.
Gritting her teeth, she unleashed the strike.
’In any case, I struck first,’ she thought. ’Fang Shuwen was trapped and could only counter hastily after breaking free. There’s no way his palm strike can have much power!’
However, the moment their palms met, the woman’s face turned deathly pale.
A series of bangs erupted along her arm as Fang Shuwen’s Palm Power shattered both her flesh and acupoints.
Her arm went limp and fell uselessly to her side.
Without a shred of courtesy, Fang Shuwen’s other hand clamped down on her head.
He channeled his power, and with a sickening SQUELCH, he slammed the beautiful woman into the ground with a single palm, leaving only her head exposed. Blood trickled from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
Fang Shuwen flipped back to his feet, dusted off his hands, and glanced around, nodding in satisfaction.
"Alright. Now we can have a proper discussion."
Miao Feichan glanced around as well.
The man had taken five of Fang Shuwen’s heavy slaps to the face. Half of his face was a ghastly sight, and his brain had probably been scrambled.