Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 717 - 306: Capture_3
Chapter 717: Chapter 306: Capture_3
However, Su Mo’s intent with this palm strike was not to take his life.
With a pause of the palm wind, he deftly turned his palm into a claw, grabbed the man’s shoulder, and threw him into the courtyard with a flick of his wrist.
But with this move, Su Mo was supposed to seal the man’s acupoints with Inner Strength.
Upon landing, the man should have been rendered immobile.
Unexpectedly, during the time it took to fly over the courtyard wall, he was never hit on the acupoint.
He didn’t know that the martial arts practiced by everyone were exceedingly special.
Their inner breath circulated differently than normal; if Su Mo had used the Qiankun Acupoint Technique, he might have been able to control him.
But with the techniques from Great Opening Sun Dispersal Hand, sealing his acupoints was not so easy.
The man tried to spring up with a tip of his toes, hoping to leap into the air at the moment of his fall!
But before he could succeed, a whistling sound had already reached him.
Lifting his eyes, he saw Zhen Xiaoxiao charging with great force, slamming fiercely towards him.
In an instant, his soul nearly left his body!
Just now, when he compared Inner Strength with Zhen Xiaoxiao, it seemed evenly matched, but in reality, he suffered a hidden injury.
Now seeing this hefty figure rolling towards him, he immediately sprang up.
But then he heard the sound of Dragon Roar from above, and looking up sharply, he saw a Silver Spear descending from the sky.
Like a dragon extending its claws, it struck suddenly.
“What?”
This attack was beyond anticipation; he immediately looked up and with a splitting and joining of his palms, he could only forcefully send out one palm strike.
The tip of the spear carried a sharp edge, while his palms concealed Inner Strength.
The palms met, but not quite touching—only inches apart—they were the point where Inner Strength clashed.
The two streams of inner breath stirred ceaselessly between them, spreading out in all directions.
However, at the next moment, the carpenter’s face changed.
His Inner Strength was extraordinary, but Yang Xiaoyun’s martial arts were superior!
Yang Xiaoyun was originally a genius, and now with the Yixuan Divine Skill enhancing the Da Shang Xuanting Scripture.
The carpenter’s Inner Strength was indeed special, capable of following the meridians to affect Zhen Xiaoxiao, but it couldn’t gain a foothold against the Da Shang Xuanting Scripture.
After all, the Da Shang Xuanting Scripture was an authentic Mystical Sect technique, without flaw, complete and united.
With Yixuan Divine Skill fostering the martial arts, it increased rapidly in speed, not like forcefully pulling up seedlings to help them grow, but more like a fire spreading fiercely with the aid of wind.
At this point, Yang Xiaoyun’s Inner Strength gathered into a point on the tip of the spear, and a flash of silver light was seen!
Suddenly, the sound of Dragon Roar reverberated across the sky, and a stream of sharpness emerged from the tip of the spear, first piercing through the man’s palm and entire arm, and with relentless momentum, it harshly stabbed into the ground of the courtyard.
There was an explosive bang.
In the middle of the courtyard, a deep pit was suddenly formed, and the dust did not spread around, but floated gently above the pit before settling.
Meanwhile, Yang Xiaoyun, in midair, suddenly turned and swung the Dragon Abyss Spear in her hand.
The carpenter, with one of his arms hanging on the wall, still thought to amputate his arm like a hero to save himself.
But at this moment, how could he possibly do it?
He could only let Yang Xiaoyun swing the long spear, aiming it towards the courtyard with a swoop.
In the next moment, the man was thrown off the tip of the spear, crashing to the ground like a meteorite.
The ground trembled thunderously, and in the instant the man hit the floor, he bounced, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.
After spitting out this blood, he fell back down, only to feel his internal organs had been shattered to pieces, no longer in their places.
He struggled to stand up, but in his eyes, bloodied red, he already saw Su Mo.
“Fine skills.”
Su Mo actually admired it: “This martial art is quite interesting, what is it called?”
The man forced a smile, but before he could speak, blood spat out first.
After wiping it in a hurry, he quickly said:
“If Lord Su, the Chief of the Escort, wishes to know… I shall spare no detail…
“This martial art is… it is…”
His words trailed off and his voice grew faint.
But Su Mo did not lean in to listen just because his voice had softened.
Seeing this, the man had no choice but to struggle to sit up.
Su Mo saw him struggling to sit and flicked his fingers, repeatedly applying the Qiankun Acupoint Technique, hitting more than a dozen major acupoints on his chest.
This forced him to remain in a struggling-to-rise posture, but without his own strength, how could he maintain such a difficult pose?
Having no other choice, he collapsed to one side.
Now Yang Xiaoyun had wrapped up and approached, tilting her head to survey for a moment:
“Turns out your guess was right, someone really took this opportunity to come and kill Ding Wugong?”
“I was just speculating on the situation.”
Su Mo pondered as he looked at the man before him:
“Today’s incident is somewhat intriguing.”
Yang Xiaoyun nodded lightly upon hearing this.
The man had obviously taken advantage of the chaos at Tenth Hall and them being engaged to come over and assassinate someone.
Disguised as a carpenter to repair the gate, it was indeed a perfect excuse.
But this raised questions.
How could they possibly know that the door to the room where Su Mo was staying would break today?
And how could they have prepared the disguise in advance?
Additionally, the door was just an excuse; the most important aspect was the incident at Tenth Hall, unfolding right before their eyes.
This, however, was a scheme planned by Su Mo and his company.
These people knew each other well and wouldn’t allow for mishaps.
This meant that the planner of this assassination had first noticed the trouble at Tenth Hall and then quickly formed the intention to kill Ding Wugong.
And within this short span of time, they had made preparations for the assassination.
This was not easy to accomplish.
“Xiao Mo… do you think this person could be Ren Xiongfei?”
Yang Xiaoyun suddenly asked.
Su Mo laughed:
“Logically speaking, Ren Xiongfei would not want to kill Ding Wugong.
“Who do you think would most want Ding Wugong dead at this juncture?”
“Hmm…”
Yang Xiaoyun blinked, abruptly realizing the answer.
Just last night, Su Mo heard what the Great Hall Master had said, indicating that Ding Wugong was his man.
If something went wrong with Tenth Hall, and Su Mo caught the weak spot, ultimately forcing Ren Xiongfei to face off with Ding Wugong…
Then the one who would most want Ding Wugong dead right now must be Wan Yutang.
