High Martial: I Can Copy All Root Bones!

’Why isn’t he using his Hidden Weapons yet? Is he planning to kill me in a single strike?’

Lu Changfeng’s vigilance flared.

’That’s very likely. Life and death don’t matter in this Martial Arts exchange. These little bastards from Daliang probably came here with the intent to kill.’

After some thought, Lu Changfeng found Guo Xiaotian, the only one present in the Bone Refining Realm.

"Elder Guo, could you please send a sound transmission to Ding Yang? His opponent is extremely skilled with a Hidden Weapon. Tell him to watch out for it and not to press his pursuit too closely."

Hearing this, Guo Xiaotian gave Lu Changfeng a suspicious look. "How do you know the details about our opponent?"

Lu Changfeng said, "I secretly bribed a member of the Daliang Mission and learned all the details about their fighters. If anyone has questions later, you can all ask me."

Lu Changfeng couldn’t very well say he’d learned it all through his interface, so he could only come up with a relatively plausible excuse.

Upon hearing this, Guo Xiaotian and the other seven gave Lu Changfeng a thumbs-up.

"Brother Lu, are you sure the information you obtained is reliable and true?" Bai Yimeng asked from the side.

Lu Changfeng nodded. "I can confirm its authenticity one hundred percent."

Bai Yimeng smiled and nodded. "Excellent. When it’s my turn, please trouble yourself to tell me some details about my opponent as well."

Even a Sword Immortal doesn’t like to fight a battle she isn’t confident of winning!

The other fighters also spoke up, and Lu Changfeng nodded in agreement to each of them, earning a huge boost in their favor. It would be much easier to ask them out later to copy their Root Bone and Talent.

In fact, the fighters themselves, or people close to them, had all tried to do the same thing Lu Changfeng described.

But this time, the members of the Daliang Mission seemed incredibly resolute; no one had succeeded in bribing them.

Before Lu Changfeng spoke up, they had managed to learn nothing about the nine fighters from Daliang Country other than their names. Everything was kept confidential.

There was no shame in scouting the enemy.

On the contrary, everyone admired Lu Changfeng for having the means to sway a member of the mission.

With sufficiently deep Inner Strength, it was possible to transmit one’s voice over a short distance. This was even more true for Guo Xiaotian, who was at the Bone Refining Fifth Layer and whose Inner Strength had already transformed into the more refined True Energy.

Guo Xiaotian’s lips moved slightly, and he relayed Lu Changfeng’s words to Ding Yang.

On the stage, Ding Yang received the transmission and naturally chose to trust his own side. He immediately changed his movements, no longer pursuing so aggressively, and secretly guarded against the Hidden Weapon his opponent might use.

Now, it was his opponent, Ye Xiri’s, turn to be confused. ’Why did he stop chasing? If he had gotten just a little closer, I could have gone for a headshot!’

Ye Xiri didn’t know when he had revealed his intentions.

But that didn’t stop him from changing his battle plan.

With a slight movement of his hands, dozens of Gold Coin Darts appeared in Ye Xiri’s grasp.

Hidden Weapons were generally used for sneak attacks and assassinations.

But that didn’t mean they couldn’t be used in a direct confrontation.

When Hidden Weapons rained down like a sky full of stars, seeping through every opening, no one could ignore them!

Having been warned in advance, Ding Yang’s pupils constricted. He immediately began to move from side to side, trying to evade the Hidden Weapons Ye Xiri was about to unleash.

"A futile effort."

Ye Xiri smiled faintly.

He extended both hands forward, with at least four Gold Coin Darts clenched between the fingers of each hand.

The muscles in Ye Xiri’s arms suddenly bulged.

His ten fingers turned crimson, swollen with blood and qi!

"Heavenly Golden Rain!"

Ye Xiri began to flick his hands rhythmically in Ding Yang’s direction.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

With each flick, forty Gold Coin Darts shot toward every part of Ding Yang’s body.

The Gold Coin Darts were even imbued with a golden Martial Arts True Intent, massively increasing their lethality!

For the first wave of forty Gold Coin Darts, Ding Yang focused his mind and managed to dodge by twisting sideways and performing a clumsy "Lazy Donkey Roll."

For the second wave of forty, Ding Yang could no longer dodge. He could only channel his Fist Intent and unleash a flurry of desperate punches!

Still, a few Gold Coin Darts managed to graze Ding Yang’s body.

The blood seeping from the wounds instantly turned black as white smoke rose from them. The bastard had coated his Hidden Weapons in a potent poison!

The third wave! The fourth!

Ding Yang no longer knew how he was surviving.

His body now had dozens of wounds. Although he had avoided any fatal blows, the accumulation of so much poison had reduced Ding Yang’s strength by at least thirty percent!

"You must be out of Hidden Weapons now!" Ding Yang snarled, charging toward Ye Xiri. "Now it’s my turn!"

Ye Xiri wasn’t flustered at all. He used his Light Body Technique to continue putting distance between them, evading Ding Yang’s close-quarters assault.

"Don’t run if you’ve got any guts, you son of a bitch!" Ding Yang roared.

Before he knew it, Ye Xiri had led Ding Yang in a full circle around the stage.

"Something’s wrong. He’s retrieving the Hidden Weapons from the ground." As a Bone Refining Realm expert, Guo Xiaotian had superior Eye Power. He spotted the anomaly and immediately sent a sound transmission to Ding Yang.

But it was already too late.

Ye Xiri pulled two magnets from his wide sleeves, which had already collected a large number of Gold Coin Darts.

"Are you ready? Here come the Hidden Weapons again!"

Ye Xiri extended his hands once more!

SHING! SHING! SHING!

The Gold Coin Darts transformed into a starry rain, flying murderously toward Ding Yang.

Ding Yang, who had been focused on pursuing Ye Xiri, was caught completely off guard.

After these few volleys, there wasn’t a single uninjured spot on Ding Yang’s body. His tattered clothes were soaked through with blood.

"Surely you’re out of Hidden Weapons now. Do you dare face me in a fight to the death?" Ding Yang was tough. He remained standing, blocking the incoming darts, waiting for Ye Xiri to close in for a melee.

’As long as he dares to get close,’ Ding Yang thought, ’I can still smash him to death with my Fist Technique.’

"I forgot to tell you. My nickname in Daliang is the Hidden Weapon Master."

"You didn’t really think that measly Gold Coin Darts were my only Hidden Weapon, did you?"

Ye Xiri pulled an object from his sleeve. "This is called the Returning Dragon Soul-Catching Arrow! It’s three times faster than an ordinary Hidden Weapon!"

"So, even if you try to forfeit now, I can pierce your forehead before you get the word out."

"Goodbye."

Ye Xiri’s two fingers twitched. Ding Yang, whose condition had declined by at least forty to fifty percent, had no time to react. SQUELCH!

The sound of something piercing flesh rang out!

Ding Yang felt a slight numbness in his forehead, and then his consciousness faded into darkness.

All eight members of Lu Changfeng’s group shot to their feet.

Although they had prepared for life-and-death battles, no one had expected the people from Daliang Country to actually be so ruthless.

This Ye Xiri had calculated every step, weakening Ding Yang bit by bit, only to use a stronger Hidden Weapon at the end. His sole purpose was to kill.

Lu Changfeng could see the killing intent in the eyes of the nine from Daliang Country. They were driven by some purpose, and their desire to win by killing was incredibly strong.

"In the coming matches, kill if you can. If you can’t win, forfeit immediately." The rare smile on Bai Yimeng’s face vanished as she spoke softly.

After a brief silence, the crowd in the distance erupted in a torrent of curses.

Jin Changsong leaped onto the stage and picked up Ding Yang’s body.

"What kind of referee are you?!"

The hot-tempered Mu Fuyu had already rushed forward, pointing at Jin Changsong and roaring.

Jin Changsong sighed softly. "My apologies. I cannot enter the stage unless someone forfeits or a victor is decided by death."

"Fine. Then from now on, the matches will be decided by death alone," Mu Fuyu said viciously, glaring at the opposing fighters.

The Young Master of the Iron City Mu Family, one of the Eight Great Families of Jiangnan Prefecture, was thoroughly enraged.

Name: Mu Fuyu

Root Bone: Upper A

Talent: High-Grade Talent [Palm Form]

The fighter from Daliang Country also stepped onto the stage.

Name: Tang Xingcai

Root Bone: Middle A Class

Talent: High-Grade Talent [Golden Body]

Tang Xingcai’s build looked unremarkable. If not for Lu Changfeng’s warning, Mu Fuyu would never have believed this person was a supreme master of External Skills.

’Let’s see which is superior: my exquisite Palm Technique, or your tough External Skill!’

Mu Fuyu immediately cloaked himself in a dark, black Palm Intent and charged murderously toward Tang Xingcai.

Tang Xingcai feigned panic, raising his saber to meet the attack.

But Mu Fuyu’s Iron Palm was so formidable that it could clash directly with the saber’s edge!

After being struck by the palm, cracks actually appeared on the blade of Tang Xingcai’s saber.

BANG!

After another palm strike, the long saber in Tang Xingcai’s hand was shattered to pieces!

Mu Fuyu’s eyes narrowed. He pressed forward, unleashing a continuous barrage of palm strikes against Tang Xingcai’s body.

Tang Xingcai was worried at first, but when he realized Mu Fuyu couldn’t break through his defense, he immediately burst into laughter!

A golden light erupted from Tang Xingcai’s body. He, too, had comprehended a Middle Level Martial Arts True Intent. The clothes on his upper body shredded inch by inch, revealing a sturdy torso enveloped in golden light.

"Go on, hit me! Let’s see if you collapse from exhaustion first, or if I die from your blows!"

Tang Xingcai continued to engage Mu Fuyu in close combat. For every ten palms Mu Fuyu threw, Tang Xingcai could only return a single punch, which Mu Fuyu would then dodge.

However, Mu Fuyu’s ten palm strikes seemed to have no effect when they landed on Tang Xingcai.

The tickle-like palm strikes made Tang Xingcai lower his guard even more. He continued to fight Mu Fuyu up close, thinking that Mu Fuyu’s high-intensity attacks would surely exhaust his stamina quickly.

That would be the perfect opportunity to kill Mu Fuyu!

And so, after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea,

Mu Fuyu landed a palm strike on Tang Xingcai’s chest and then suddenly pulled back, retreating.

At this moment, Mu Fuyu’s face was covered in sweat, and he looked completely exhausted from overexertion.

"Heh heh, tired now, are we? It’s my turn!" Tang Xingcai sneered as he walked toward Mu Fuyu, but his steps suddenly halted.

The corner of Mu Fuyu’s mouth curved up slightly. "Idiot."

Then, without looking back, Mu Fuyu walked toward the fighters’ seating area.

Behind him, Tang Xingcai stood frozen with a strange expression. Suddenly, dozens of acupoints on his upper body burst open simultaneously, streams of blood jetting several meters from each one.

In the blink of an eye, his body collapsed to the ground, a limp pile of minced flesh.

"Underestimating the Iron Palm of my Iron City Mu Family... he deserved to die." Mu Fuyu returned to his seat and gave Lu Changfeng a grateful look.

If Lu Changfeng hadn’t told him about his opponent’s details in advance, he wouldn’t have been able to formulate a plan to kill him so quickly.

And he wouldn’t have been able to avenge Ding Yang.

Thus, the score at the Martial Arts exchange was now tied at one-to-one.

"It’s my turn. Brother Lu, I’ll have to trouble you for your guidance."

The third combatant, Shen Qing, a True Inheritor of the Fengqing Sect, one of the Ten Great Sects of Jiangnan Prefecture, stood up.

Name: Shen Qing

Root Bone: Upper A

Talent: High-Grade Talent [Foot Wind]

Shen Qing’s opponent.

Name: Zhou Yangrui

Root Bone: Upper A

Talent: Middle Grade Talent [Fast Sword]

Bloodline Talent: [Ancient Ba Snake 0.5%]