I Can Strengthen Infinitely-Chapter 133 - 113: Reaching for the Stars with Bare Hands

Chapter 133: Chapter 113: Reaching for the Stars with Bare Hands

"Quick, go look! There’s a fight over there."

At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted all around. Qin Yuesheng looked toward the source of the noise and saw a crowd of people with faces covered by cloths rapidly running in the same direction.

"A group of people is fighting over there, it’s quite intense."

"Really? Really? Who is it?"

Qin Yuesheng saw that the crowd completely ignored the densely populated public area, and despite the lack of air circulation which increased the chances of catching a cold, they all ran toward a certain spot.

Feeling curious, he quickly jumped onto the eaves of a nearby building and ran towards the direction where the crowd was gathering most densely.

On the street, two sword-wielding men were engaged in combat. Their sword technique was impressive, and their movements seemed seasoned and skilled.

One man was dressed in a red robe, about thirty years old, while his opponent was a young man in his twenties.

The two were evenly matched, in a highly tense duel.

Qin Yuesheng watched from a nearby rooftop, noticing that neither displayed any signs of Inner Strength; it seemed they were not Martial Artists of the Inner Power Realm.

"Hey! Isn’t that Hero Zhangqiu Mountain? I’ve seen his likeness in the Heroes Register. It’s said that his Fine Rain Concealing Smoke Sword Skill is remarkably exquisite. He once single-handedly destroyed two bandit camps near Yangzhou."

"I know the one he’s fighting; it’s Young Hero Huangling from Hongyan Manor, who trained under Hero Yan Zhen. His Swallow Returning Nest Sword Skill should not be underestimated either."

"Both of them are formidable heroes. I never expected to see them meet here in Cyan Yang City. Witnessing their bout is truly a rare privilege."

"You might not know this, but Hero Zhang and Young Hero Huang are both from Cyan Yang City. They returned to check on their parents due to the sudden outbreak of a cold in the city."

"So that’s how it is."

Zhangqiu Mountain and Huangling sometimes employed unconventional sword moves, occasionally pressed with fast offenses, sometimes delivered slow, blunt strikes, making the spectators cheer with excitement.

After dozens of rounds, Huangling, due to his youth and less experience compared to Zhangqiu Mountain, lost by one move, bringing their duel to an end.

When Zhangqiu Mountain’s sword edge touched Huangling’s shoulder, Huangling willingly cupped his hands and smiled, "Hero Zhang, I lost."

"Thank you for the match, Young Hero Huang. For someone so young to have such skills, I surely won’t be a match for you in a few years. The mighty waves of the river push forward, Young Hero Huang is truly the pride of our Cyan Yang City." Zhangqiu Mountain sheathed his sword, stroking his beard with a smile.

The two ended the duel amicably, with one winning and one losing, sparking discussion among the surrounding spectators about their martial arts. The scene remained harmonious.

But suddenly, an eerie voice arose from the crowd.

"Just two third-rate martial artists, daringly claiming mastery! Such a disgusting pretentious stance of meeting as if with regret!"

The voice was hoarse and grating, loud enough to instantly draw everyone’s attention towards the direction it came from.

Soon, a slender man in a black robe came into view.

This man’s attire was bizarre, as Qin Yuesheng had never seen any man apply a circle of purple rouge around his eyes, making him look like a monster.

Seeing someone openly mocking them, Zhangqiu Mountain couldn’t ignore it in public. He stepped forward directly, cupping his hands and questioned, "May I know your esteemed name, since we, mere third-rate individuals, don’t catch your eye, why not leave? Why endure watching for so long?"

"I watch your crude techniques and shameful displays." The black-robed man sneered, "If you consider yourselves strong here, then the martial artists of this place are truly only so-so."

"Such audacity!" Huangling had just returned to his hometown and saw this person using him to insult Cyan Yang City, which he could not tolerate. His youth and fiery spirit made him unable to stand it.

Shua!

In an instant, Huangling unleashed a sword thrust directly toward the man.

"Trivial tricks." The black-robed man lightly pinched the sword blade between two fingers, and effortlessly Huangling’s iron sword broke into two pieces.

Pang!

The black-robed man countered with a palm strike, sending Huangling’s entire body flying back before even making contact.

If Zhangqiu Mountain hadn’t caught him midway and lessened the force, Huangling would have been at least half-dead.

But Zhangqiu Mountain himself wasn’t in much better condition; as soon as he caught Huangling, his legs dug several steps into the cobblestone street, his feet aching intensely.

"Such formidable force!" Zhangqiu Mountain looked at the black-robed man in disbelief.

From such a brief exchange, he already felt his strength was vastly inferior to the man; this person possessed the ground to underestimate him.

Puchi!

Huangling clutched his chest where the palm had struck, his face turned pale, spirit debilitated, collapsing beside Zhangqiu Mountain, unable to stop spitting blood.

"Cyan Yang City, only so-so." The black-robed man arrogantly laughed.

His words incited anger among the surrounding populace; having an outsider disparage their hometown publicly would naturally make anyone indignant. Had they not known they stood no chance against the black-robed man, they would have already rushed to engage in battle with him by now.

"I’ll return the favor with those words."

A cold laugh suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone raised their heads to look up, trying to find the source of the voice, and saw a young man, covered in rags and with bloodstained arms, standing on the eaves of a two-story building.

He looked down at the black-robed man, his expression full of dissatisfaction.

It was Qin Yuesheng.

"I was wondering which high master it was, but turns out it’s a Beggar Sect disciple," the black-robed man shouted. "What, you’ve stood there watching long enough, and now you want to stand up for justice?"

Qin Yuesheng was taken aback.

Beggar Sect disciple? Who’s that?

He looked down again.

Beggar Sect disciple? You mean me?

Damn, your lack of awareness really deserves a beating.

Qin Yuesheng jumped off the eaves directly, immediately channeling his Inner Strength and threw a enhanced version of the Great Vajra Palm with his hand.

In an instant, behind Qin Yuesheng, a wrathful Vajra image suddenly appeared, shining with golden light, making anyone who saw it feel a spiritual shock, weakening their aura before even starting the fight.

At the same time, a majestic and resonate Buddhist chant echoed, anyone hearing it couldn’t help but foster a sense of reverence towards Qin Yuesheng in their hearts.

"What martial art is this!" The black-robed man’s face instantly changed dramatically.

Even though Qin Yuesheng’s palm had not yet descended, he already felt immense pressure, as if a mountain was about to fall on him.

He dared not delay, quickly clapping both hands out, intending to match this palm of Qin Yuesheng with all his strength.

But... is it possible?

Qin Yuesheng possesses the strength of four horses, is in the First Layer of the Internal Power Realm, and it’s an enhanced version of the Great Vajra Palm, a top-notch martial skill.

The combined power of these, even Bai Hao would succumb to Qin Yuesheng’s palm, perhaps Zuo Zonghao could manage an even match against Qin Yuesheng.

The Vajra image was overwhelmingly majestic, and his hand was just above Qin Yuesheng’s hand; when Qin Yuesheng’s palm met that of the black-robed man, it was as if the Vajra image itself was confronting the opponent’s palm.

Boom!

A golden palm seal, identical in size to Qin Yuesheng’s palm, instantly flew from his hand, hitting right on the black-robed man’s palm, accompanied by a crisp sound of bones cracking, his entire arm instantly shattered, two forces madly surged into his body, causing fatal damage to his internal organs.

"Pfft!"

Under the gaze of the crowd, the black-robed man was like a limp ragdoll thrown seven or eight meters away, lying completely still on the ground, unsure whether dead or alive.

The place fell silent.

Hero Zhang and Huangling were even more shocked, their mouths agape.

Instead, Qin Yuesheng looked at his palm with a sense of surprise, muttering to himself, "Have I hidden in Cyan Yang City, hiding so strongly? I wonder now if I venture into the Jianghu, what level my power would be among the martial world."

After delivering the Great Vajra Palm, the Vajra image and the Buddhist chant naturally disappeared, returning everything to calm. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

It seems from now on, Qin Yuesheng will also be a hero with cool special effects and background music when he takes action, which is quite amusing.

"This, this young hero, I’m Zhangqiu Mountain from ’Fine Rain Concealing Smoke’, thank you young hero for retrieving some dignity for us, and affirming the prestige of Cyan Yang City." Hero Zhang said as he supported Huangling.

"I’m Huangling from Hongyan Manor, greetings young hero." Huangling cupped his hands in salute.

"You’re welcome," Qin Yuesheng replied immediately with a salutation: "Do you two know what that person’s identity is, speaking so recklessly, ignorant of heaven and earth."

"Let me go take a look." Hero Zhang quickly ran over to the black-robed man’s side.

At this point, the black-robed man was not entirely dead yet, but barely hanging on to life. Matching his appearance, Hero Zhang suddenly brightened, realizing something.

He quickly ran back to Qin Yuesheng, saying: "Young hero, if I’m not mistaken, that should be Meng Hao, the top disciple of Situ Xing, ranked thirty-second on the Jiangnan Hundred Soldiers List."

"Wow! Such arrogance, daring to take on the nickname ’Swallow Returning Nest’. What’s his strength?" Qin Yuesheng suddenly grew interested.

Because he hasn’t ventured into the Jianghu yet, Qin Yuesheng doesn’t have a nickname at the moment, inevitably lacking some presence when introducing himself.

Hero Zhang explained: "According to the latest edition of the Jiangnan Hundred Soldiers List, Situ Xing is skilled with the Meteor Hammer, currently in the second layer of the Inner Power Realm."

"Second layer..." Qin Yuesheng pondered, just having breached the Youjing Acupoint a few days ago. Wanting to breach the Earth Gate Acupoint to reach the second layer of the Inner Power Realm clearly won’t be achieved in a short time."

He wonders how likely he is to win in a one-on-one duel against Situ Xing, relying on his strong physique.