Chapter 105 - 92: Who is the Prey? Overwhelming Suppression!_2

A genuine Stone Skin Martial Artist.

"So, you’ve got some strength in you. No wonder you dare act so brazenly! Still, we, the Black Wind Three Fiends, have slain more than a few Iron Skin Martial Artists in our time!"

The leader stomped forward, darting ahead like an arrow. His long leg swung like a whip and lashed ruthlessly at Gu Sheng.

The wind hissed sharply, power radiating from the strike, but Gu Sheng felt a tinge of disappointment in his heart.

A genuine Iron Skin Martial Artist.

"Turns out they’re just three small fry..."

Having failed to snag a big fish, he couldn’t help but feel regret.

Gu Sheng decided to finish the fight quickly. His right fist collided with the opponent’s whipping leg, unleashing a muffled thud. His body was flung backward violently, but in that moment, his heart stirred—an extremely faint presence flashed for an instant before vanishing.

"Someone else is lurking!"

Gu Sheng’s spirit sharpened, and he immediately abandoned the idea of a quick resolution, wary of startling the hidden predator.

The person in the shadows was extraordinarily cautious; up until now, even Gu Sheng hadn’t noticed them. Only amid the chaotic four-person combat did a sliver of aura escape, allowing Gu Sheng to detect it.

The three assailants closed in on him once more. Gu Sheng’s body glimmered with an iron-black radiance as he controlled his strength precisely and let out a battle cry, charging straight at the trio.

"Stone Throw of the Strength King!"

Gu Sheng bent like a drawn bow, his fists heavy as boulders, smashing brutally toward the two Stone Skin Martial Artists rushing him.

Skin met blade, emitting sharp, metallic screeches that pierced the air.

The second and third fiends were caught off guard by Gu Sheng’s overwhelming power. This exceeded the abilities of an average Iron Skin Martial Artist—it was clear they had encountered an unyielding adversary!

A punch knocked away a short blade, and then hammered viciously into the arms of the two.

Crack!

The sound of bones fracturing could be faintly heard. This, even after Gu Sheng deliberately held back, concerned about startling the hidden observer. Otherwise, this single punch would have been enough to shatter their bones and tendons, severely crippling them—or worse, rupturing their organs and killing them outright.

Even still, Gu Sheng’s display of strength left the Black Wind Three Fiends staggered.

"Attack together! Don’t hold back!"

The trio realized the plump sheep they had targeted wasn’t some novice newly initiated into martial arts. Gu Sheng had deliberately misled them at the black market—his speech, demeanor, and the goods he purchased had all painted the picture of someone who had only just broken through to the Stone Skin Realm.

Retreating now wasn’t an option.

No matter the cost, the prey they’d sunk their teeth into had to be torn apart.

Thud, thud, thud!!

Suddenly, the four were locked in a fierce melee.

The sound of fists and feet clashing rang out continuously, kicking up rolling dust clouds. To the shock of the Black Wind Three Fiends, Gu Sheng only grew stronger the longer the fight dragged on. What began as an evenly matched brawl quickly turned into Gu Sheng firmly overpowering them.

Especially the second and third fiends, who had taken several punches, their bodies radiating pain from numerous spots. Some blows had left their hands trembling so badly, they struggled to grip their blades.

The leader fared slightly better but was still far from unscathed.

Gu Sheng fought without regard for his own life!

"This one’s trouble! Prepare to retreat!"

The trio exchanged glances, reading each other’s intentions. Their hearts sank; this had become a complete loss. What they’d thought was a fat sheep turned out to be a wolf in disguise—deadly, and far too difficult to handle.

The mere injuries they sustained would already cost a fortune in silver coins.

"Trying to escape? Not a chance!"

Gu Sheng’s ferocity was unmatched, pressing relentlessly and clinging to them, preventing any attempt at fleeing. His Iron Stone Fist grew more savage with each strike, shifting the battle into an all-out life-or-death struggle!

"This guy is crazy!"

The trio was enraged and terrified in equal measure.

Forced back into combat, winds roared with each blow, yet Gu Sheng maintained an eerie calm. The hidden presence’s gaze grew increasingly intense.

Squelch!

Taking advantage of an opening, Gu Sheng’s right hand turned sharp and speared into the third fiend’s eye socket. The sickening pop of the eyeball bursting filled the air before he viciously gouged at it.

"Ah!!! My eye!"

The agonized screams cut off abruptly as Gu Sheng yanked fiercely, tearing away half of the fiend’s face, revealing bloody flesh and gleaming white bone beneath.

The Shapeshifting master lurking in the shadows felt a shiver run down their spine, clicking their tongue in awe:

"This guy... Despite only being an Iron Skin Martial Artist, he’s this ruthless. If I weren’t a realm higher than him, I wouldn’t even dare to retaliate against such a maniac, even through a sneak attack."

Gu Sheng shoved aside the third fiend’s corpse. His bloodshot eyes glowed, resembling a madman consumed by slaughter.

At the sight of their comrade’s horrific end, the leader and second fiend roared in fury.

"Third Brother!"

"I’ll kill you!"

The duo no longer contemplated escape, diving headfirst into a desperate brawl with Gu Sheng!

This was precisely what Gu Sheng wanted.

The ’ferocious’ battle erupted once again, Gu Sheng dominating the two with ease. However, in their desperation, they managed to cause him some concern, throwing everything into the fight.

Thud!

A heavy, resounding direct punch smashed into the leader’s heart.

The final opponent fell. Gu Sheng gasped heavily, his body battered and bruised. Though victorious, his condition seemed far from perfect, bearing the cost of the hard-fought battle.

Of course, it was all an act.

"Hah! Daring to ambush me—you lot don’t even know the meaning of death!"

Gu Sheng spat on the ground, cursing while remaining alert. He crouched down to loot the corpses.

The trio wasn’t entirely destitute nor rich; combined, they contributed around thirty taels of silver. Their belongings included a few odd bottles and miscellaneous items—a decent haul, worth several dozen silver taels in total.

"Cheap bastards! How dare you go out robbing with so little money!"

Gu Sheng cursed disdainfully, suddenly coughing up a mouthful of blood after yelling. He coughed twice more.

Once again, he perceived faint ripples in that hidden qi.

"Truly cautious..."

Gu Sheng’s thoughts shifted to resignation. The hidden figure seemed adept at concealing their aura, revealing only fleeting traces—no matter how much Gu Sheng baited, they refused to act.