352: That feels so good!

A trickle of fresh blood flowed from Chen Heng's palm; he was actually injured!

"Major Achievement..." Wu Lei couldn't help but exclaim.

Normally, his Hundred Lightning Tribulation Hammer Move could flatten a mountain.

But Chen Heng had blocked it with just his hand, not even using his Qi and blood.

"This is the second Move; I can still let you have one more Move." Chen Heng released the wind and thunder hammer from his hand and waved his clenched fist.

"Hahaha! This old man was truly underestimated!"

Wu Lei laughed heartily, his eyes filled with the excitement of meeting a true opponent.

"Come on, let me see where your limit is?" Chen Heng beckoned, controlling his Hanba Bloodline to prevent it from healing his injuries.

"Since that's the case, this old man will no longer hold back."

Throwing the wind and thunder hammer to the ground, Wu Lei tore off his upper garment, revealing his scar-covered upper body.

"This is... the starting stance of the Martial King Fist!"

The Wu Family Disciples below couldn't sit still; they all stood up, staring at Wu Lei with almost fanatical eyes.

The Martial King Fist, the Wu Family's basic Move, was also the Wu Family's most profound unique skill.

This fist technique could be Cultivated by everyone from street vendors to Martial Dao Supreme like Wu Lei.

But only Wu Lei had been able to Cultivate the Martial King Fist to its Major Achievement.

"Brother Chen, this is my Wu Family's unique skill, the Martial King Fist."

A heartbeat like thunder sounded, and blood-red steam erupted from Wu Lei's entire body.

"Cultivate it to Major Achievement, and one can attain the True Body of the Martial King, which is the Martial Dao's top-tier external Cultivation method."

"It's called a fist technique, but in reality, it's an external Cultivation method that can Cultivate every part of the body, merely expressed through fist techniques."

"Oh, then I must witness it properly." Chen Heng narrowed his eyes, feeling that Wu Lei's Aura had risen by more than just a notch.

"Then let Brother Chen witness this old man's True Body of the Martial King!"

"Hah!"

Wu Lei stomped his left foot fiercely on the ground!

With a loud bang, the entire Martial Arts Training Hall trembled.

The ground began to collapse, and the Martial Arts Training Platform, cast from fine iron, instantly shattered.

"Take this!" Blood-red steam erupted from Wu Lei's entire body, like a blood-colored fiend.

Chen Heng's pupils contracted; he spread his hands as if to embrace, intending to take this mountain-shaking, sea-roaring punch head-on.

Thud!

Wu Lei's large fist, as expected, smashed into Chen Heng's chest, and a deafening thud echoed throughout the Wu Family Private Estate.

Even if Chen Heng took the blow head-on, he couldn't remain motionless; he was sent flying like a ball.

Crack... The structure of the Martial Arts Training Hall was damaged, and tiles began to shatter.

"Run! The Martial Arts Training Hall is collapsing!"

Someone shouted, and the Wu Family Disciples rushed out in a disorderly crowd.

Just a few seconds after everyone ran out, the entire Martial Arts Training Hall turned into ruins.

The male savage, who had always been with Chen Heng, also ran out with the crowd, his eyes shining as he looked at the collapsed Martial Arts Training Hall.

Who knows what his simple mind was thinking.

"Good heavens, that was powerful." A hand reached out from the ruins, and Chen Heng pulled himself out of the ground.

His chest was caved in, with a fist-print the size of a human head on it.

"Three Moves. It's my turn."

Chen Heng grinned; it had been a long time since he had experienced such a visceral thrill of fist meeting flesh.

Indeed, Chen Heng had become so abnormal that he considered only battles where fists met flesh to be truly exhilarating.

"Such a hard body!" Wu Lei stared intently at Chen Heng in the distance, ready to receive Chen Heng's attack at any moment.

Someone younger than him had taken his punches without dodging or evading, so he, being older, couldn't lose face.

"Hoo..." Chen Heng exhaled a mouthful of stale Qi, and his figure instantly vanished.

"His speed is also this fast!?" Wu Lei was a little flustered; this speed was no slower than that old monkey, Marquis Yi.

Just then, a fist appeared in Wu Lei's line of sight at an extremely fast speed, only a few inches from his large face.

Blood mist erupted from Wu Lei's entire body, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

It was only by this almost cheating method that Wu Lei had a chance to react and catch the punch.

Bang!

Chen Heng's fist slammed heavily onto Wu Lei's arm, sending Wu Lei flying like a meteor.

"What kind of monstrous strength is this!?"

Wu Lei, flying in mid-air, glanced at his forearm, which was barely connected by a bit of flesh, his face filled with shock.

Was the gap between above Xiantian Grandmaster and Xiantian Grandmaster truly that vast?

A world of difference!

He knew the truth behind his sparring with Chen Heng.

This was not an evenly matched battle at all; Chen Heng had been going easy on him the entire time.

If Chen Heng hadn't held back, he would already be a corpse.

"Come! Continue!" Once Chen Heng got excited, he didn't care about much else; he would think about other things after he had had his fill.

Wu Lei's scalp tingled; he was in mid-air, how had Chen Heng caught up?

"Then let's continue!" But Wu Lei also hadn't had such an enjoyable fight in a long time; he aimed a whip kick at Chen Heng's temple.

Both of them attacked with killing Moves, aiming fiercely at each other's vital points.

With the Xiantian Grandmaster's vitality, as long as they weren't completely dead, they could recover on their own after a period, so neither of them had any qualms... "Tsk tsk tsk, Big Brother Chen hasn't had such a satisfying fight in a long time, has he?"

Bai Jun looked up at the two fighting fiercely in mid-air and sighed.

"It looks painful..." Luo Shuo pouted; Chen Heng and that Wu Lei were both monsters.

Their entire bodies were covered in blood, bones protruding from their flesh, yet they were smiling so happily.

What else could they be but monsters?

Moreover, their fight caused a huge commotion, and half of the Wu Family Private Estate was ruined.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set that the two finally stopped.

They were arm in arm, clearly having become fast friends despite their age difference.

"Brother Wu's skills are indeed excellent. Once your injuries heal, let's have another round."

Chen Heng's injuries almost disappeared within a few breaths; aside from his tattered clothes, no injuries were visible.

Wu Lei, on the other hand, was bruised and swollen, having lost several old teeth.

Not to mention the fist-prints all over his body, and his broken left arm and right leg.

Ah, and he also had seven broken ribs... "I'm very fond of you too; it's been over a decade since anyone could beat me like this."

Although he looked a bit miserable, such injuries were nothing to a Xiantian Grandmaster's vitality.

This was not a life-and-death struggle after all; Chen Heng naturally wouldn't go for the kill.

"Little brother, are you married? How about I introduce my great-granddaughter to you?"

"Let's not, old brother. I still want to enjoy a few more years of freedom; I can't get married..."

"If you don't want to get married, then let's go drink!"

The two left arm in arm, under the watchful eyes of the Wu Family Disciples.

Leaving behind a mess for them to clean up.