I Can Merge Techniques-Chapter 77 - 76: Twelve Forms Fist Breaks the Limit, Vajra Iron Fist

Chapter 77: Chapter 76: Twelve Forms Fist Breaks the Limit, Vajra Iron Fist

BAM!

Outside the courtyard, a Profound Iron Wooden Stake was sent flying by a single punch from Chu Fan.

Chu Fan lowered his gaze to his right hand.

His fist and arm were enveloped in a dense Qi Blood Power, glowing faintly.

A Fist Gang had already materialized around his knuckles.

The force of the Blood Refining Realm was more than three times stronger than that of the Blood Nourishing Realm.

This wasn’t just due to the increase in Qi Blood; it was also because his muscles and bones had been tempered to be much tougher.

After breaking through to the Blood Refining Realm, his five senses had also improved dramatically.

Form, sound, color, taste, and touch—

The most significant improvement was in his sight.

This was because he had been honing his "eyesight" by practicing archery for the past few days.

Chu Fan looked at the wooden stake he had sent flying and could see even the grain of the cowhide wrapped around it with perfect clarity!

He walked over, bent down, and threw another punch.

The wooden stake flew up again.

BAM!

The massive wooden stake traced an arc through the air, landing steadily back in its original hole.

’Such power...’

The explosive increase in strength brought a touch of joy to Chu Fan’s heart.

His power after reaching the Blood Refining Realm was even greater than he had anticipated.

Back then, he had managed to kill the Huang Family’s Hospital Guard Instructor and Huang Yu, both in the Blood Refining Realm, by relying on a surprise attack and his Perfection-level Twelve Forms Fist.

If his Twelve Forms Fist hadn’t reached Perfection at the time, it would have been difficult to kill them even with a sneak attack.

Chu Fan returned to the courtyard and began practicing the Twelve Forms Fist again.

The wind howled from his fists.

[Twelve Forms Fist Experience Points +1]

[Twelve Forms Fist Experience Points +1]

Time slowly passed.

Immersed in his training, Chu Fan almost forgot that his goal was to achieve a Limit Break for his Twelve Forms Fist.

Until a prompt appeared in his mind...

["Twelve Forms Fist" has reached its Perfection limit. Consume 20 Spiritual Essence to break the limit? Yes/No?]

’Consume 20 Spiritual Essence and break the limit!’

He made his decision in an instant.

The next moment, in a daze, his arms felt searing hot from his fingers to his elbows, as if they had been dipped in molten iron!

[Skill: Twelve Forms Fist (First Limit Break (2/3000)) (Trait: Vajra Iron Fist)]

[Vajra Iron Fist: Arms like vajra, wrists like cast iron. Both arms become as hard as Profound Iron, impervious to blades and swords and invulnerable to fire and water. Shattering weapons with your bare hands becomes a simple feat.]

’This is...’

Chu Fan "read" the prompt in his mind, and his heart skipped a beat.

’The Trait from the Twelve Forms Fist’s Limit Break is this powerful?’

He looked down at his arms and saw that the muscles were taut and the veins were bulging. A strange, faint golden light flickered over them.

The faint golden light didn’t slowly dissipate until after a good while.

’So this is the "Vajra Iron Fist"?’

’Without even infusing them with Qi Blood, my arms are already as hard as Profound Iron!’

He glanced at his palms, then turned and went into the kitchen. He picked up the kitchen knife from the cutting board and, with both hands, snapped it.

CRACK!

With just a slight exertion of force, the kitchen knife broke in two.

Chu Fan grabbed half of the broken knife and looked at his own arm.

Immediately, he brought the broken knife in his right hand down onto his left arm with a light chop...

"CLANG!"

Amidst the sound of striking metal, sparks actually flew from the point of contact between the knife and his arm!

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached.

Mrs. Zhang walked into the kitchen and froze, staring at the kitchen knife that was broken in two.

Chu Fan was silent for a moment. He put down the broken knife and took out two maces of silver from his robes. "Mrs. Zhang, this knife is broken. Please buy a new one."

"...Oh!" Mrs. Zhang’s fingers were stiff as she accepted the silver.

Chu Fan turned, left the courtyard, and stood before a Profound Iron Wooden Stake.

He scanned his surroundings to make sure no one was there.

He formed his right hand into a blade and stabbed forward.

PFFT!

His palm, like a sharp blade, first tore through the cowhide wrapped around the stake, and then his entire hand plunged into the Profound Iron Wooden Stake itself!

Profound Iron Wood wasn’t real iron, but his palm was as hard as Profound Iron!

Chu Fan pulled his arm back and stared at his hands, his eyes burning with intensity.

’Even a Martial Artist who has broken through the Bone Marrow Forging, Bone Tempering, and Entering Force realms probably couldn’t do this!’

’Arms as hard as Profound Iron, impervious to blades, invulnerable to fire and water...’

’Is... is this the Martial Dao path of becoming a Saint of Flesh?’

’My own arms are Divine Weapons...’

’It’s truly unimaginable!’

Suppressing his elation, Chu Fan gathered Saber Force in his right palm.

"Second Fold of the Ninefold Thunder Shock Saber: Dragon’s Roar, Cyan Dragon Emerges from the Water!"

His palm, like a saber, sliced diagonally across the Profound Iron Wooden Stake before him.

BOOM!

A large chunk of the Profound Iron Wooden Stake was chopped off, flying into the air.

’It really works—’

’The Vajra Iron Fist doesn’t conflict with my Saber Technique or Fist Technique at all!’

Chu Fan felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

Forty-nine days of arduous training had led to a breakthrough in his Twelve Forms Fist, and the Trait he gained after its Limit Break was a massive, pleasant surprise.

’Using the Vajra Iron Fist with either the Twelve Forms Fist or the Ninefold Thunder Shock Saber, killing someone in the Bone Marrow Forging Realm would be as easy as slaughtering a dog!’

Chu Fan went back to his room and changed into the uniform he had received from the Deacon Hall.

The outfit didn’t fit very well; it was a bit too large.

He slung a longbow over his back and a Quiver across his waist, preparing to go to the forest outside the Seven Stars Gang’s territory to continue practicing his Moon Eclipse Arrow.

Just as he reached the main gate of the Seven Stars Gang Sub-Branch, three figures emerged from behind a stone lion to the side, blocking his path.

Chu Fan’s steps faltered, and his gaze swept over them.

One of them was an old acquaintance—the so-called genius, Ling Feng, whom he had thrashed before.

The other two, a man and a woman, were complete strangers.

The woman was about twenty-four or twenty-five, dressed in a brightly colored silk dress. Her features were decent, but her eyes held a frivolous, seductive air.

Beside her stood a tall, thin man, skinny as a laundry pole. His face was sallow, his cheekbones sharp, and his arrogant eyes sized Chu Fan up and down with scrutiny.

Ling Feng took a step forward, a malicious smile tugging at his lips. "Chu Fan, heading out? Perfect. Let me introduce you to two distinguished individuals."

He turned to the side and gestured to the woman. "This is Xia Huanhuan, the wife of Boss Zhou Ye."

Then he pointed to the man. "And this is Mr. Sun Zixuan, one of Boss Zhou’s most capable subordinates."

"Distinguished individuals?" Chu Fan raised an eyebrow.

Xia Huanhuan swayed her hips as she approached, smiling before she even spoke. Her voice was soft and cloying. "Oh, so this is our dear Chu Fan? You’re quite the handsome one!"

"Don’t be nervous. I’m not here to cause you any trouble."

"Ling Feng had a small misunderstanding with you before, but we’re all brothers here. Let’s just let bygones be bygones. Don’t take it to heart."

Chu Fan listened quietly but didn’t respond.

Seeing his silence, Xia Huanhuan smiled again. "I just love to help talented young people..."

"I heard you broke through to the Blood Nourishing Realm in just forty-nine days. Your talent is quite remarkable. But in the Seven Stars Gang, you can’t make it on your own. You need a backer, someone to support you."

"Our boss is thirsting for talent. Why don’t you come over to our side and follow Boss Zhou? I guarantee it’ll be better than fumbling around on your own."

As she spoke, she walked closer and closer, almost pressing herself against Chu Fan.

Chu Fan’s brow furrowed, and he took half a step back.

’He had no desire to associate with this kind of filth.’

"Thank you for the kind offer, Madam Xia." Chu Fan’s voice was cold, his tone flat. "I am used to being alone and have no intention of joining any faction at this time. Farewell."

He cupped his fist in a salute and tried to walk around them.

But Sun Zixuan extended his right hand to block him. "Kid, you’ve got some arrogant nerve! How dare you speak like that!"

"Are you aware that Boss Zhou’s paternal uncle, and his wife’s uncle, are both Incense Masters in our Seven Stars Gang?"

Chu Fan glanced at Sun Zixuan and simply walked past him.

The smile on Xia Huanhuan’s face instantly froze.

She never expected a kid who had just broken through to the "Blood Nourishing Realm" would dare to refuse her so decisively!