Become invincible from practicing poison skills

Chapter 66 Fang Yi Makes His Appearance! A Grandmaster's Aura!
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Suddenly, a burly man wearing a red mask snorted coldly, leaped up from the crowd, and landed on the arena with a whoosh. He said coldly, "So, if I defeat you with ordinary martial arts, I can get ten portions of spiritual matter?"

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, his expression calm, and said, "Of course, the spiritual matter is right there; you can examine it!"

He gestured directly to an iron pot on the side.

Inside the iron pot, there were about ten portions of tricolor grass.

The burly man walked straight over and examined it carefully. After a moment, he nodded repeatedly and said, "It's real!"

He turned back to the young man, crossed his arms, and said in a low voice, "In that case, I'd like to learn from you!"

call!
With a swift movement, he delivered a powerful punch straight at the boy's chest.

The boy didn't flinch at all, standing still as the punch came crashing down on him.

With a loud bang, the man's fist landed on the boy as if it had landed on a swirling body of water, causing the boy's expression to change drastically. He immediately felt a mysterious and unpredictable spiraling force emanating from the man's body, which actually stuck to his fist.

It not only firmly held his fist in place, but also instantly neutralized his punching force, deflecting it entirely and sending it rushing into his own body.

The man groaned, his face flushed, clearly in great discomfort.

It felt as if that heavy punch had landed squarely on his chest.

"you!"

His expression was one of fury. Suddenly, he curled his fingers into a claw and his other hand into a tiger claw shape, grabbing fiercely at the boy's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the moment he swung his hand down, the boy had already made his move, swiftly pointing out a finger that landed on a vital point on his wrist.

puff!

In an instant, the big man let out a miserable groan, his entire arm instantly spasming and a sharp pain shooting through him.

Then the boy took a step forward, and a hand shot out from his waist and ribs in an instant, with extreme speed.

boom!
With a muffled thud, the man screamed and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily outside the ring.

Wow!
The area outside the arena erupted in uproar.

"He seems to be the head of the Liu family in the city, and what he just used appeared to be the Rolling Stone Fist!"

"No mistake, it's the Rolling Stone Fist and Tiger Claw Kung Fu. Only the head of the Liu family could have such mastery!"

The burly man was furious and embarrassed. He quickly got up and fled into the distance without looking back.

"Concession!"

The boy crossed his arms and began to speak.

The crowd started talking again.

Fang Yi could see the battle clearly from among the crowd.

really!

This young man is a master of the Bone Transformation Realm.

However, his cultivation level is not high; he should only be at the Iron Bone Realm!

He then looked at the old Taoist priest behind him, pondering, and for a moment he couldn't quite figure him out.

After a moment, he made his decision and leaped onto the arena.

"Young man, I'd also like to learn from you!"

His voice was hoarse as he looked at the other person.

"Oh? Another expert has arrived?"

The boy's eyes lit up, and he said, "You know the rules, right? You can check the spiritual matter first!"

"Easy to say."

Fang Yi walked directly to the side and began to carefully examine the spiritual substance in the iron pot.

After a short while, he nodded slightly, turned around, and said, "The item is genuine, please!"

"Let me make the first move?"

The young man suddenly laughed and said, "If I make the first move, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand even one!"

brush!
With a swift movement and a mysterious footwork, he instantly closed in, his fingers flashing like lightning as he grabbed at several vital points on Fang Yi's waist.

These acupoints are related to the circulation of blood energy throughout the body. Once they are grabbed, the blood energy is blocked, and half of the body will instantly stiffen.

This shows how sharp the boy's eyesight is!
However, before he could even make a grab, Fang Yi had already pointed out with a finger, striking first and landing on a vital acupoint on his wrist in an instant.

This acupoint connects the entire palm and arm, and is the part where blood energy flows most smoothly. Once it is pressed, the entire arm will instantly become numb and unable to exert force.

The boy exclaimed in surprise, seemingly not expecting Fang Yi to react so quickly. He suddenly changed his move, and the hand that was originally grabbing at his waist acupoint was instantly withdrawn. He clenched his fist and went straight for his chest.

However, Fang Yi's change of tactics was also extremely swift.

The moment his fist came crashing down, his five fingers curled up like an eagle's beak, pecking at his fist.

These five fingers were sharp and swift, striking precisely at five vital points on the boy's fist.

The boy was greatly surprised and quickly changed his move again, this time using a palm technique.

It was still a regular palm technique. However, he brought this palm technique to its peak, making it incredibly skillful. In an instant, afterimages appeared one after another, densely packed, like an overwhelming force, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But Fang Yi's gaze was sharp and penetrating to the core. He thrust out another finger, aiming for the deepest part of the countless afterimages.

The boy suddenly leaped backward, dodging the attack in an instant, his forehead already beaded with cold sweat.

He had just stepped back when Fang Yi took a step forward and instantly caught up.

The boy jumped backward again.

Fang Yi followed up again.
And so, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded on the arena.

The young man is constantly regressing, while Fang Yi is constantly moving forward.

The two never fought again.

All that could be seen was the boy's pale face and the cold sweat pouring down his back, as if he were facing something extremely terrifying.

Even the old man who had been smoking his pipe couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation, his gaze instantly falling on Fang Yi.

“Interesting, interesting”

"Go ahead and fight! Why did you stop?"

Why is that boy constantly moving backward?

"what's the situation?"

Various voices rose from the audience.

Little did they know that the boy was in a state of extreme fear, his hair standing on end, and he was already in a very difficult situation.

He felt as if Fang Yi had seen through every flaw in him.

He originally wanted to make a move, but Fang Yi's gaze only swept over him lightly, yet he instantly felt that he was full of weaknesses, and that if he made a move, he would inevitably be defeated.

Fang Yi's eyes seemed to transform into the sharpest sword, each strike aimed directly at his heart.

With each step he took back, he considered seven or eight different ways to strike.

However, before they could even use those seven or eight methods, Fang Yi forced them to give up instantly.

In this way, he leaped more than ten steps.

Finally, they retreated to the edge of the ring!
"you!"

The boy was both surprised and angry, and looked at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi finally stopped pressuring him.

"how?"

A hoarse, indifferent voice came from his mouth.

The boy's face turned deathly pale, his mind in turmoil, his entire back drenched in cold sweat. He forced a bitter smile and said, "Fine, you win!"

Wow!
The entire audience erupted in uproar once again.

Everyone was talking about it, it was unbelievable.

"We won? How did we win?"

"Are you kidding me? You won before even making a move?"

"How is this possible? What happened?"

Everyone looked completely bewildered, exchanging bewildered glances.

Fang Yi said hoarsely, "Can I take the spiritual substance with me now?"

"Take it with you."

The boy looked at Fang Yi with a complicated expression.

"Thank you!"

Fang Yi turned and walked to the iron pot, took the package, and began to pack the spiritual substances into it.

But he remained on guard, fearing that the young man might suddenly make a move.

Because this involved ten portions of spiritual material, he didn't believe the other party would hand them over to him so easily.

The old Taoist priest in the back seat suddenly smiled, tapped his eye bag lightly against the sole of his shoe, and said:

"Now you know what defeat tastes like, don't you? It's not as simple as just talking about tempering your heart in the mortal world. Although the way of martial arts has declined, there are still many things we can learn from. We can use the stones from other mountains to polish our own jade. That's why I made you waste so much time setting up this challenge here."

At this point, he suddenly smiled and looked at Fang Yi to the side, saying, "I never thought that I could encounter a true dragon in this remote place. To be able to defeat Wu Shang with ordinary martial arts, you are exceptionally talented and rare in the world. Young brother, how about having a chat with this old Taoist for a few minutes?"

He was well aware of his apprentice's abilities.

Although he did not specialize in martial arts, he had mastered several martial arts techniques to perfection, and his martial arts wisdom far surpassed that of ordinary people, making him a rare talent in the entire Misty World.

The fact that the opponent could defeat his disciple with ordinary martial arts skills is enough to show that the opponent possesses more complete martial arts skills and a deeper understanding of martial arts wisdom.

It should be understood that most people are mediocre, and it can take an ordinary person more than ten years, or even a lifetime, to comprehend a simple martial art.

Mastering several common martial arts techniques to perfection at the same time is by no means easy.

(End of this chapter)