Chapter 1817 - 1740: Wu Family Tai Chi Fist (Part 3)

Capítulo 1817: Chapter 1740: Wu Family Tai Chi Fist (Part 3)

Sun Haichang saw that Old Master Wu had been defeated and decided not to hold back, starting with a lethal move.

But Song Xiaodong remained calm and unhurried.

Because Song Xiaodong had also trained in Bajiquan, and he liked it very much, but Bajiquan could easily cause bodily harm, so Xiaodong’s mentor didn’t let him continue practicing.

When Song Xiaodong fought, he rarely used Bajiquan, because one punch could be lethal.

Song Xiaodong thrust both hands forward, pushing Sun Haichang’s hands upwards, as Sun Haichang landed a blow, smashing down towards him.

Song Xiaodong followed up with Bajiquan’s Five Mountains Skyward Cone, using sheer bodily power without True Qi, clashing directly with Sun Haichang.

“Bang!” It was like two cars colliding, Song Xiaodong’s and Sun Haichang’s clothes whipped around dramatically, causing nearby people to instinctively step back, as a chilly breeze blew past.

Sun Haichang was shocked back two steps, while Song Xiaodong’s foot cracked two red bricks.

“Same sect?” Sun Haichang was also somewhat surprised, because Song Xiaodong used a Bajiquan move.

“Fortunate to have studied it for a few years, but my martial power is not profound.”

“Good lad, you have insight, let’s go again.”

Sun Haichang, a bit excited, unleashed another move, Propping Hammer, Arrow Evasion Technique, striking directly at Song Xiaodong’s chest. Xiaodong felt a chill as a gust of wind hit him, quickly executing a Supporting Window move to lift Sun Haichang’s elbow. Sun Haichang twisted his body and followed with Mountain Splitting Palm, swinging his other arm towards Song Xiaodong’s throat.

This move, Mountain Splitting Palm, is a special technique of Bajiquan. Despite the name, the first strike isn’t with the palm, but rather using the waist’s strength to twist the body, like a crocodile’s death roll when biting prey, simultaneously sweeping the enemy’s throat with the elbow.

Faced with the fierce elbow strike, it’s impossible to withstand the momentum, inevitably forcing retreat, at which point the arm extends, dramatically increasing attack range, chopping at the throat with a hand blade, certainly leaving no chance to dodge, instantly rendering one powerless to resist.

“Mountain Splitting Palm!” Some martial artists nearby noticed the technique.

“This Mountain Splitting Palm is indeed a specialty of Bajiquan. Many Bajiquan sect members dominate the Martial World with just this move, winning battles across the land.”

“This time the kid is finished, definitely his throat bone will be shattered, and he won’t be able to eat or speak properly in the future.”

“Hmph, told you to be arrogant, told you to ignore everyone, now you can see me, right?” Yang Chunlai gritted his teeth.

Having learned it, Song Xiaodong naturally knew the danger of this move.

Chapter 1742: Joining Forces

Although Sun Haichang used this move, he knew inevitably someone could be seriously injured, so he focused more on speed than power, wanting to see how Song Xiaodong would counter it.

The two were no longer sparring, but simply exchanging moves between sect members.

Song Xiaodong noticed Sun Haichang holding back, testing him, understanding that this move couldn’t be countered by retreating, so he grounded himself in a horse stance, ducking his head below the Mountain Splitting Palm, executing Bear Squat, using the solid body pressure to collide with Sun Haichang, simultaneously grabbing one of Sun Haichang’s legs. Sun Haichang’s upper body was hit, his leg was captured, and he fell down completely.

“What?”

The crowd was bewildered, wondering how the situation suddenly changed so drastically?

This Mountain Splitting Palm could have shattered Song Xiaodong’s throat, so how did Sun Haichang end up knocked down?

“Hahahaha!” Sun Haichang sat on the ground, laughing heartily, his laughter sounded like thunder, causing discomfort in the ears of those around, chest vibrating, completely different from his previous out-of-breath struggle.

Song Xiaodong rarely offered a hand to Sun Haichang.

Sun Haichang glanced at Song Xiaodong, extending his hand for Xiaodong to help him up.

“Remarkable youth!” Sun Haichang looked at Song Xiaodong with appreciation.

The two were of the same sect, and Song Xiaodong had floored Sun Haichang with Bajiquan techniques, improving Sun Haichang’s impression of Xiaodong. With such an outstanding figure from Bajiquan, Sun Haichang shared in the glory.

“I concede!” Sun Haichang gave Song Xiaodong a respectful fist salute, Song Xiaodong returned the gesture, and Sun Haichang retreated into the crowd.

“Brother Lei, this one belongs to our Eight Extremes School, his skills are superior, I concede, I can’t interfere with your affairs.” Sun Haichang finished speaking and headed down the mountain.

“Hey, Brother Sun…” Brother Lei glanced at Sun Haichang, intending to catch up.

“Brother Lei, the wind is strong on this mountain, this old fellow can’t bear it, settle your scores slowly, I’m leaving too, Brother Sun, wait for me.” Seeing Sun Haichang departing, Wu Yunfei decided to leave as well.

“How can you both be so disrespectful? A mere youngster has scared you two experts away without a backward glance, it’ll be a laughingstock if others hear of this!” Brother Lei was angry.

Yet the two acted as if they hadn’t heard, directly continuing down the mountain.

“They’re all National Arts masters, adhering to Martial World rules, but you’ve crossed Yang Chunlai and me, this is a matter of the streets, it follows street rules, attack him!”

Left behind were some reckless youths of lesser rank, unable to understand the fight on stage. Seeing four individual confrontations lost, thinking there’s no fight, they felt disappointed, but Brother Lei shouted to attack together, so they rushed forward.

“This is the third time you’ve come looking for trouble, if you’re not afraid to regret it, come at me!” Song Xiaodong showed a fierce expression.

“You can deal one-on-one, with so many people here, who are you trying to intimidate?” some young men expressed disdain.

“Quit dawdling, beat him!” Yang Chunlai shouted.

This time was different from the previous encounters, Brother Lei and Yang Chunlai had brought trained fighters, knowledgeable in some martial arts, entirely separate from the level of thugs Chunlai had previously brought.