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Chapter 21 Ultimate Iron Sand Palm, Draw the Sword and Kill
Bang bang bang!
A violent collision echoed through the alley, and two figures flashed by.

The woman in yellow was agile and had mastered swordsmanship to an extremely high level. Every move she made revealed the sharpness of a sword.

Even so, she still failed to win over Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo's movements were not as agile as the woman in yellow, but he seemed to be wearing armor on his arms.

With the armor's sturdy defense, it easily blocked all of the woman in yellow's attacks.

The two clashed quickly in the narrow alley, and after a violent collision, both were forced to retreat.

The woman in yellow stared at Zhao Kuo with a grim expression, her hand gripping the sword trembling slightly.

Zhao Kuo witnessed this scene, let out a muffled groan, and his hands trembled violently, releasing the remaining force from his arms.

Then he looked at the other person and sneered, "There are plenty of people who want to kill me, what makes you think you can?"

"Just me!"

Upon hearing this, the woman in yellow took a deep breath, her body moving like a ghost as she attacked Zhao Kuo once more.

After the exchange, Zhao Kuo remained calm and, instead of retreating, advanced in the face of the woman in yellow's attacks.

Bang bang bang!
The sword clashed with the armor again, producing a piercing sound that echoed through the alley.

The woman in yellow wielded her sword with the agility of a fish, moving swiftly in all directions, and with her skillful movements, she thrust it towards Zhao Kuo.

"Ok?"

The woman in yellow, whose attack had been blocked, froze for a moment, but quickly recovered and drew her sword.

Before Zhao Kuo could react, he thrust his sword into Zhao Kuo's chest.

I thought that even if I couldn't kill Zhao Kuo, I could at least injure him.

But the ensuing resistance caused the woman in yellow to freeze in surprise.

This guy is even wearing soft armor!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the woman in yellow stare blankly, Zhao Kuo burst into laughter, but his hands moved without slowing down at all.

"break!"

He let out a low roar, and his arms suddenly unleashed a brute force.

He actually broke the woman's sword right in front of her.

With a snap, the broken sword fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the woman in yellow's expression changed drastically, and she retreated continuously.

Zhao Kuo, however, had no intention of letting the other party go, pressing forward step by step, a mocking look in his eyes.

With a ferocious swing of his arms, he slammed them down on the woman in yellow with each step.

Without her sword, the woman in yellow was much weaker and could only dodge with her agile movements.

But prolonged defense inevitably leads to defeat, and Zhao Kuo quickly seized the opportunity, striking the woman in yellow in the chest with a palm strike.

"You are a male?"

Feeling the touch from his palm, Zhao Kuo frowned and asked coldly.

Having experienced countless battles, how could he not distinguish between the two? He sensed something was wrong as soon as he made contact.

The woman in yellow was knocked back several steps, her face flushed red, she groaned, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Hearing this, she did not answer, but glared at Zhao Kuo and then tried to escape.

But Zhao Kuo wasn't about to let her go. He roared, "Trying to run? Not so easy!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Kuo darted away, reaching out to grab the woman in yellow.

But the woman in yellow seemed to sense something. Just as Zhao Kuo was about to grab her, she suddenly turned around and threw the broken sword in her hand.

In the critical moment, Zhao Kuo had no choice but to dodge, which gave the woman in yellow the opportunity to escape.

Seeing the other party run away, Zhao Kuo's expression turned slightly unpleasant, but he did not chase after them.

At his speed, even if we chased after him, we might not be able to catch up.

He looked down at the broken sword left behind by the other party, picked it up and examined it, but couldn't see anything special about it.

"A swordsman? Could it be him?"

Zhao Kuo fell into deep thought and muttered to himself.

"who?"

Suddenly, he felt a terrifying gust of wind coming from behind him, and his expression changed drastically.

He turned around abruptly and saw a dark iron hand hurtling through the air.

In desperation, Zhao Kuo raised his hand and threw a punch. The moment their fists collided, terrifying ripples spread out, whipping their hair and clothes.

Su Chen's sleeves also began to sway in the wind.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Kuo's pupils contracted slightly, but he had no time to pay attention.

The terrifying force emanating from the iron palm made his arm go numb.

With a loud bang, Zhao Kuo was forced back several steps, his facial muscles twitching and his breathing becoming erratic.

"and who are you?"

Zhao Kuo looked at Su Chen and asked with a gloomy expression.

Damn it, what bad luck! I ran into two people who wanted to kill me!
Seeing that Zhao Kuo was not injured, a hint of surprise flashed in Su Chen's eyes.

He had already spent money to train his Iron Sand Palm to its limit three days ago; with a single strike, he could crush a palm-sized rock into tiny fragments.

Unexpectedly, under his full-force palm strike, Zhao Kuo only had a flushed face and rapid breathing.

Hearing Zhao Kuo's words, Su Chen did not reply. He made another move, his eyes becoming serious.

Zhao Kuo's strength is likely due to his long-standing experience in the Power Refinement Realm, making him several levels stronger than ordinary Power Refinement Perfection cultivators.

Compared to him, Liu Tong probably wouldn't last ten moves against him.

He couldn't help but become wary, but his eyes blazed with a fierce fighting spirit.

Zhao Kuo is arguably the strongest opponent he has encountered so far, and it will be a good opportunity for him to test his own strength.

Then, Su Chen's figure surged forward, and he shot out once more.

"court death!"

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo gritted his teeth, roared angrily, and rushed out as well.

Both sides fight.

"What terrifying iron palms!"

"What a powerful defense!"

After a brief exchange, both Su Chen and Zhao Kuo witnessed each other's prowess.

Faced with Su Chen's iron palm, Zhao Kuo dared not take it head-on; it would hurt terribly if it landed on him.

When Su Chen's iron palm struck Zhao Kuo's body, it felt like hitting iron armor; the force of the rebound made his hand go slightly numb.

"No matter who you are, you're not leaving here today!"

Taking several steps back, Zhao Kuo clenched his fists, his whole body suddenly swelled up, and with a ripping sound, his clothes were instantly torn apart.

Upon seeing his completely black skin, Su Chen's heart skipped a beat.

This is not skin, but a thin layer of black armor, which looks just like it's growing on the body.

"What kind of martial art is this?" Su Chen was shocked.

Just then, Zhao Kuo's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed over and made the first move.

Su Chen struck out with his palm, which landed on the black armor, producing a metallic clang.

His black armor was completely undamaged, but Su Chen's palms were slightly sore.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo laughed contemptuously, then reached out and tried to snap Su Chen's neck.

Su Chen dodged quickly, stepped back, and looked at Zhao Kuo with a serious expression.

"No, this black armor is incredibly tough. My Iron Sand Palm technique can't break it in a short time. However, this black armor only covers his body and limbs; his head isn't there!"

Su Chen pondered for a moment, then quickly made up his mind and rushed forward again, throwing a punch at Zhao Kuo.

"Well done!"

Zhao Kuo's face lit up with joy. He took a step forward, not intending to defend himself at all, and took Su Chen's punch head-on.

With a muffled groan, Zhao Kuo bent his arm and forcefully restrained Su Chen's arm.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he looked at Su Chen: "Your death is near!"

After saying that, he clenched his fist and slammed it towards Su Chen.

Just then, a tearing sound rang out, causing Zhao Kuo to freeze in shock.

He stared at the arm peeking out from the cuff, his mind filled with questions.

Before he could react, a flash of cold light appeared and hurtled towards him.

(End of this chapter)