Chapter Sixty: A Fatal Sword
Ning Chong was shocked, but the old man was also suffering. His head was buzzing from the massive force, and his vision was blurry. On top of that, there was a clear knife wound on his forehead, with flesh cut open and blood gushing out, revealing his skull.
Although Ning Chong's knife didn't split the old man's head open, it still caused considerable damage to his brain. He was bleeding profusely, and his lecherous face had a dazed look in his eyes, clearly showing that his brain was somewhat stunned.
For Ning Chong, the thick-backed knife was just something he picked up with his hands, and losing it didn't have much of an impact on him. But judging from this old man's head that was hard to imagine, this old man should be a famous body refiner, and his realm was extremely high, no wonder there wasn't even half a hint of aura fluctuation around him.
Ning Chong had experience in taking down Ti Xiu, and was well aware that although Ti Xiu's external body could be cultivated to be as hard as iron, making him impervious to swords and guns, his internal organs were one of his weaknesses. He was most afraid of attacks like hammers and fists that would transmit force into the body, damaging his internal organs.
Having learned his lesson, Ning Chong couldn't let the despicable old man have another chance to unleash that terrifying sonic attack. He didn't think much and charged forward with large strides, his right fist delivering a crushing "Rolling Boulder Cannon" strike to the old man's temple.
Bang!
This temple is the vital part of the head, but after a punch with great impact force, it didn't do anything to that despicable old man, instead he gritted his teeth and let out a painful cry.
Ning Chong only felt his right fist was in severe pain, as if it had been broken. The muscles on his hand temporarily lost all feeling. What he hit wasn't a head, but an iron steel ball!
That despicable old man, his head was about to be severely hit, and although it looked quite painful. However, Ning Chong had already confirmed with a shock that the damage this despicable old man suffered was extremely minor, and even this time, not even a single layer of skin was broken!
Seeing that the punch had no effect, the old man shook his head vigorously, as if trying to wake up. Ning couldn't help but panic, knowing he couldn't let the old man regain consciousness and have another chance to use his sonic attack. Last time, he narrowly escaped; this time, he wasn't sure if his heart could withstand that terrifying attack again!
"If one punch doesn't have much effect, then two punches, three punches, four punches... ten punches, a hundred punches, a thousand punches! I'd rather die than believe that you, an ordinary person's brain, can really be as numb as wood or stone, ignoring any attack!"
Ning Chong's heart suddenly surged with a fierce determination, disregarding the pain in his right fist. He began to swing his fists wildly, left and right, mobilizing the true yuan within his body without restraint. One powerful move after another was unleashed, striking out with mighty force.
Bang bang bang——!
With every punch he threw, although his fists were in agony, Ning Chong didn't hesitate, unleashing a flurry of punches with all his might!
It is true that quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Under Ningchong's punch after punch, the old man's head was as hard as steel, but it was still flesh and blood. The outer skin had been blasted open, and fresh blood flowed all over his face, dyeing his lewd expression extremely ferocious.
Although he was so angry, Ning Chong's mind gradually cooled down because he found that his fists could only cause such harm to the old man, and could only break through the surface of the old man's skull, unable to cause further harm.
Although in the midst of battle, Ning Chong couldn't help but exclaim that this despicable old man's head was frighteningly hard! It really wasn't a human head!
After being shocked, surprised and caught off guard, after all, there was a deep foundation of strength laid out there. Although still passively enduring the beating, the despicable old man gradually stood up straight. He narrowed his small eyes, and the anger in his heart blazed like flames.
With his current strength, killing a martial artist at the Martial Master boundary was as simple as pinching an ant to death. Now, however, he was being bullied and toyed with by this mere third-stage Martial Disciple.
How many years has it been since I've suffered such a great humiliation! Such a great humiliation must be washed away with the blood of this little brat!
"Ah! You little bastard, I'm going to kill you! I'll flay you alive and break your tendons! Let you suffer a fate worse than death!"
The lecherous old man came back after a while, and in Ning Chong's attack, he had already stood firm. He was furious and roaring, his entire skeleton making a "crackling" sound, finally starting to counterattack, punching back at Ning Chong.
In a fit of rage and humiliation, the despicable old man had gone mad, thinking only of punching the young man in front of him until his intestines were torn apart and he was reduced to a pulp!
His fist shot out, and in an instant, a vacuum of air was created in front of his fist, producing a series of crisp "crackling" sounds, like the simultaneous explosion of firecrackers. The entire hall even shook slightly with a low hum.
Able to punch out air vacuum with one fist, making the air produce an explosive blast, this is called "Air Blast".
To deliver an "air blast", the body must have iron-like muscles and thick energy, with a single arm having at least 10,000 jin of strength to achieve it. This scrawny old man looks thin and doesn't have much flesh, but unexpectedly his fist's energy is terrifying!
Close combat, with such a terrifying speed and power of one punch, Ning Chong didn't need to dodge because he couldn't dodge anyway. Ning Chong gathered all his strength, the five-sound rolling stone cannon blasted out fiercely, and his left fist collided head-on with the old man's fist.
Boom!
Crack!
A crisp cracking sound of bone fracture, the numb left arm did not feel pain, but Ning Chong clearly saw that his left arm was broken. And this terrible impact force broke his left arm, but it still hasn't disappeared, and continues to spread throughout his body!
Pfft!
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, Ning Chong only felt his left chest as if it had been heavily struck by a giant hammer, with a feeling that all his ribs were broken. The next moment, he was already flying out after being hit by the powerful force, and incredibly, he smashed through one side of the wall in the great hall!
Look at the magnitude of this hard-hitting force!
Whoosh!
The wall was gray and dusty, the bricks were broken, and wood chips flew everywhere. Ning Chong burst through the wall like a cannonball, disappearing into the dust-filled air, his life or death unknown.
Although I thought that with this powerful punch, Ning Chong didn't have a chance of survival, and the fact that his life signs disappeared in the ruins of the wall seemed to prove this point.
However, the despicable old man had suffered enough at Ning Chong's hands and had seen many of Ning Chong's cunning places, so he was not reassured. With a furious hum, he stepped forward to check if Ning Chong was dead or not - if Ning Chong still had any breath left, he would definitely capture him alive!
A sly old man walked out of a large hole in the damaged wall and after a few steps, he arrived at the front of the ruins. He bent down to take a look.
At this moment, a sword light suddenly appeared in the ruins of broken bricks and wood chips, flashing like a firework, and flashed by, beautifully like a meteor streaking across the sky.
Fast! Too fast! The lecherous old man had never seen such a swift attack in his life, and before he could even think of dodging, he felt a chill on his left eye, and a long sword had instantly pierced the most vulnerable part of his body - his eye.
