Chapter 646 - 359: Punch Suppresses Mountains and Rivers!
Chapter 646: Chapter 359: Punch Suppresses Mountains and Rivers!
"Ready?"
Seeing that Chen Yi hadn’t drawn the Long Spear from his sleeve, a faint smile surfaced on Shui Hetong’s handsome face.
"’Dragon Tiger’... The Jianghu claims you possess Spear and Fist Dual Mastery, but even then, there is a clear hierarchy. The Spear Dao comes first, and the Fist Dao second. Are you truly going to face me with just your fists?"
Chen Yi looked at him noncommittally. "Brother Shui is known as ’Fists Suppressing a Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers’—a master of fists. It’s a rare opportunity, so naturally, I want to seek some guidance."
Shui Hetong smiled and shook his head. "The gap between Great Success and Perfection is like the gulf between heaven and earth, like the sun and moon competing for brilliance. You won’t learn anything."
But seeing that Chen Yi still had no intention of using his Spear Dao, Shui Hetong gracefully accepted it.
"Very well. Since Brother Liu Wu wishes to meet fists with fists, I naturally won’t spoil your fun."
As soon as his voice fell, Shui Hetong changed.
The robes on his slender body tightened, and the aura within his body condensed in an extremely restrained manner. He was like an azure dragon lying dormant in the abyss—restrained yet tense, ready to devour its prey.
The rain was dense, and the night breeze was gentle. However, where Puyin Temple stood, not a single drop of rain fell inside, nor did a single breeze blow through. It was like a forbidden ground.
In the dim light, Shui Hetong’s eyes sparkled, and a slight smile appeared on his handsome face. "Come."
Chen Yi looked him up and down, the corners of his mouth breaking into a grin. "Brother Shui, are you really taking this that seriously?"
"Meeting a worthy opponent is like a general meeting a capable talent; I naturally won’t hold back. Even if you use the Fist Dao..."
Before Shui Hetong could finish, Chen Yi had already moved.
Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism explosively broke through the imposing aura Shui Hetong had gathered around him. Bolstered by the Great Success Step Dao, the Meteor Butterfly Step made Chen Yi’s figure almost invisible, and he landed by Shui Hetong’s side in an instant.
He stepped forward into a bow stance, sank his waist, twisted, and thrust his fully charged right punch at Shui Hetong.
Mountain Shattering·Sink!
Shui Hetong’s pupils shifted slightly. He inwardly praised the sheer speed, but his feet shifted a half-step to the side, cleanly evading the punch aimed at his chest. Then, taking advantage of the momentum, he thrust both palms outward. Power, True Gang, and Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism—the three merged into one, as if he were trying to push apart two great mountains.
Chen Yi pivoted on his feet, shifting from the Meteor Butterfly Step to Wandering Dragon and Phoenix, dodging that palm strike by a hair’s breadth. Even so, a corner of his Protective True Gang was grazed. With a sizzling sound, the fluttering hem of his long gown instantly turned to dust.
"Good Palm Technique."
Chen Yi did not skimp on his praise, but his hands were not slow either. Circling Shui Hetong, he threw punch after punch, each carrying Power as heavy as a mountain.
Shui Hetong met them with his palms, no longer dodging as before, taking every single punch head-on.
Amidst the crisp cracks and booming collisions, the surrounding Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism was stirred by the two, churning like storm clouds. The energies entangled, repelled, and fiercely clashed with each other.
In the already ruined Puyin Temple, the remaining standing walls shattered and were sent flying by invisible Power. The ground beneath the two burst open, and rocks turned into scattered gravel, spreading outward like ripples on a lake.
Trees, flowers, and grass snapped inch by inch. Leaves and petals fluttered wildly, letting out piercing screeches as if sliced by sharp blades.
A hint of admiration flickered in Chen Yi’s eyes. Then, he exerted his full strength, alternately unleashing the Mountain Shattering Fist, Hundred Flowers Palm, and Wandering Dragon and Phoenix. At times, his attacks were as aggressive as raging fire; at times, he was as immovable as a mountain; at times, he was as swift as the wind.
No matter how Chen Yi maneuvered, Shui Hetong responded to myriad changes with a single constant—drawing circles with his feet and dancing with his palms. In such a fierce exchange, Shui Hetong actually remained standing in his original spot the entire time.
A moment later, unable to break through after a prolonged assault, Chen Yi used the Palm Force from Shui Hetong’s strike to gracefully retreat.
While adjusting the restless True Essence within his body, he praised, "Brother Shui’s attainments in the Fist Dao truly live up to the rumors."
In just fifteen minutes of combat, Chen Yi could accurately gauge Shui Hetong’s strength—his physical body was solid, his True Essence was dense, and his Palm Technique was perfected. It was evident that his foundation in Martial Arts was incredibly firm. He was countless times stronger than the likes of the "Jackal" Du Cang and Yan Jingchen. If it were them, even if they managed to block Chen Yi’s attacks right now, they would be left in a very sorry state.
In contrast, Shui Hetong’s expression remained completely unchanged. His breathing was perfectly steady, as if he hadn’t expended any energy at all.
Shui Hetong stood quietly in place and smiled. "I already warned you just now. To me, the Great Success Fist Dao holds no secrets.
"Punches, palms, kicks, and steps are nothing more than two things: attack or defense.
"Even if your Fist Technique and Palm Technique are exquisite to the peak, they cannot possibly threaten me.
"Furthermore, your realm in the Fist Dao is quite low. You do not hold the upper hand in Power, True Essence, or even the fusion and control of Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism..."
At this point, Shui Hetong’s expression turned slightly more serious. "Your Fist Dao does not possess the qualifications to make me throw a punch."
Chen Yi’s eye twitched slightly, but a bright smile quickly filled his face. "Brother Shui makes a valid point."
Chen Yi rolled up his left sleeve, revealing the Five-section Spear strapped to his wrist, and casually flicked it.
CLICK.
The Long Spear was instantly assembled and grasped in his hand.
His aura suddenly surged. Following closely were streaks of golden mist that rapidly rose and churned.
Looking closely, it wasn’t hard to see that within the mist were streaks of sharp, golden Spear Intent. Thread by thread, they spiraled and circled, cleanly smoothing out the Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism that had been violently disrupted by Shui Hetong’s Fist Dao.
In just an instant, the area within a hundred feet of Chen Yi became utterly clear and open.
Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism was even more vast and wild than before. The domineering edge of that sharp aura felt as though it could tear the very sky apart.
Now that Chen Yi’s Cultivation had reached the Middle Fourth Grade Realm, he was fully capable of unleashing the true might of the Perfect Realm Spear Dao. Coupled with the Celestial Tier Dragon-Falling Spear Technique—which inherently multiplied in power by drawing upon Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism—the overlapping layers allowed his imposing aura to genuinely rival Shui Hetong’s.
Shui Hetong looked at the Long Spear tightly held in Chen Yi’s grip, then glanced at the Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism surging beside him, and said with a faint smile: