Chapter 56: An Eye for an Eye

  Song Nanming's quick fist was invisible, and it also came with a very powerful aura, but Shen Xiang could keep up with Song Nanming's speed, accurately judging the position of Song Nanming's punch, and then accurately using his own fist to counterattack, blasting on top of Song Nanming's fist.

  Shen Xiang used the Qinglong True Qi, flashing with violent thunder and lightning. After it was launched, it would always explode with a loud roar, and after the roar, it would also produce a storm of air waves, which was stronger and more majestic than Song Nanming's so-called "Dragon Fist".

  The two people on the martial arts stage punched at a speed that made one's eyes dizzy, as if they were using countless fists to collide with each other.

  Song Nanming was the first to make a move, but now he is slowly retreating, his face solemn, his fists numb and painful. He can feel the thick true energy of Shen Xiang's counterattack, which far surpasses him. He thought that by using the "Dragon Fist" he could quickly defeat Shen Xiang, so he didn't care about anything, consuming a lot of true energy to frantically punch out, but now he is easily blocked by Shen Xiang.

  "The lost ancient martial art is not used like that by you, you are simply disgracing Dragon Fist." Shen Xiang suddenly sneered, only to see him withdraw his fist and retreat several steps, with golden auras bursting out of his body.

  His fists were suddenly flowing with golden true energy, just like when Song Nanming used Dragon Martial earlier, and it was even more powerful than Song Nanming's.

  Shen Xiang's eyes emitted a golden glow, his hands were like gold castings, vaguely transforming into powerful eagle claws, scales of gold emerged on his face, and a shocking killing aura emanated from him.

  "This 'Dragon Martial' is suitable for the use of metal attribute true energy, and Shen Xiang's metal attribute true energy corresponds to the White Tiger. His White Tiger true energy carries a murderous intent, which is now being displayed through Dragon Martial by him. The momentum contains not only an overwhelming killing aura, but also a domineering aura that looks down on the world, as if he is the only one who is supreme."

  The emperor on the tower in the distance suddenly stood up from his chair, eyes wide open, and looked at Shen Xiang with a shocked face, muttering to himself: "Impossible, impossible, only we know Dragon Fist, how did he learn it?"

  The emperor's face suddenly revealed a murderous intent: "In the Southern Wu State, no one else can be allowed to master Longwu. We are the true Dragon's children."

  Shen Xiang did not expect that Long Wu would be so profound, he had remembered the way of true energy circulation in Song Nanming's body just now, although it was a bit complicated, but with his strong divine consciousness, he could deeply imprint it in his mind, and now he made a move, and actually burst out with such an astonishing momentum.

  "You... you... how is this possible? Where did you learn it from? Only those of us with the dragon blood inheritance can learn this, and yet a commoner like you..."

  The words had not been finished, Shen Xiang suddenly took a step forward, and with a loud crash, the thick wooden martial arts platform suddenly shattered and collapsed, sending dust flying everywhere, shocking everyone's soul.

  This terrifying power made everyone secretly fearful, and those who approached the martial arts stage couldn't help but slowly retreat, fearing they would be affected.

  "Although it consumes true energy, its power is great, and it's no wonder that it's a lost ancient martial art!" Shen Xiang was also amazed in his heart, he didn't expect to have such a harvest today, learning such a powerful martial skill.

  Song Nanming was stunned, both admiring and resentful. He knew Shen Xiang could bring out the power of Long Wu, allowing him to witness such a terrifying force, but he couldn't reach Shen Xiang's level.

  "Shen Xiang, don't blame me, blame yourself for being too sharp and revealing." Song Nanming's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce and sinister light, and he saw him swing his hand fiercely, more than ten thin steel needles piercing through the thick smoke and dust, shooting towards Shen Xiang.

  Although the air was filled with dust, Shen Xiang's spiritual sense was incredibly powerful, and everything around him was under his control. Even if a small steel needle flew towards him, he could still sense it.

  When the steel needles flew over, Shen Xiang let out a muffled drink, and saw a scorching fire wall appear in front of him. This was the true fire of alchemy, which could melt some medicinal materials that were more heat-resistant than iron, not to mention those small steel needles.

  Steel needles pierced into the firewall, instantly melting away. The firewall disappeared and the smoke dispersed, revealing Shen Xiang striding towards Song Nanming with a flying fist, his double fists bursting with the majestic dragon energy aura.

  "Dragon Fist!" Shen Xiang let out a cold shout, his fists dancing wildly, like thousands of golden lights and shooting stars crashing down.

  Song Nanming was still immersed in the astonishment of Shen Xiang dodging that steel needle, when he was suddenly enveloped by a torrent of Dragon Fist punches. In just a few short moments, his entire body had suffered over a hundred heavy blows, and the successive explosions of sound were like thunderclaps, bursting forth one after another like firecrackers.

  Song Nanming's flesh and blood body suffered such a fierce attack, his bones and meridians all burst and shattered, everything on him was squeezed together, like a piece of meat pie falling to the ground, but he didn't die, as long as he didn't die, it wasn't considered a foul.

  But Song Nanming is now worse off than dead! What kind of human being is he? He looks like a piece of rotten meat!

  On the square, someone has already vomited, and some people are screaming in horror. The prince who was just majestic and overbearing now doesn't even look like a human being!

  "This is what you asked for!" Shen Xiang originally just wanted to simply teach him a lesson, knock him down and be done with it, but Song Nanming had used those vicious steel needles to attack him earlier, which instantly made his anger surge, using 80% of his strength.

  "Song Nanming!" A loud roar came from afar, causing the ears of the people in the square to ring, and a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with an angry face fell from the sky and landed beside Song Nanming, who was on the verge of life and death.

  This is the Emperor of Southern Wu, Song Wu!

  Everyone in the square didn't dare to breathe, Shen Xiang had crippled the emperor's son, and the emperor's strength was not weak, it was possible that a big war would break out.

  "Send the prince back to the imperial palace!" Song Wu said to the two people behind him, who were all top-notch masters of the inner court. When Song Wu came over, they followed along, and their strength was very powerful.

  Song Wu was indeed an emperor, facing such a thing he could also calm down, the angry look on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a deep and majestic expression.

  Shen Xiang did not break the rules. As Song Nanming's father, Song Wu also knew about the small tricks Song Nanming used in the martial arts competition. He thought that Shen Xiang must have discovered them and was annoyed by him. In order to prevent people from discovering the crown prince's little moves, he had someone send Song Nanming back to the palace instead of sending him to the Medicine House first.

  As the emperor, face is more important than anything else. If people find out that the crown prince used such a vicious trick, then his reign as emperor would be over. And if the Medicine Family finds out, they will definitely use this to blackmail him into doing things he doesn't want to do.

  Shen Xiang soon saw through the reason and smiled, saying: "You are indeed a wise ruler, not keeping him in the Medicine Family is a wise move, you will know that there are other benefits to doing so soon."

  Song Wu snorted: "Getting injured during a martial arts exchange is a common occurrence, but you're being too ruthless. Hopefully the prince isn't seriously hurt, otherwise..."

  After finishing speaking, Song Wu walked away with a long stride. Since the Emperor did not pursue Shen Xiang's matter further, everyone let out a sigh of relief and admired Song Wu's magnanimity at the same time.