Martial Sage from the Vajra Skill

The air cracked as if under immense pressure, and a visible shockwave rippled outward.

Mountain-Shaking Hammer!

He had no hammer in his hand, but he used his fist as one, employing the techniques of the Mountain-Shaking Hammer.

Before the fist even arrived, the suffocating pressure made Han Xing’s face fall. Xu Yang actually possessed another incredibly powerful Cultivation Technique.

He hurriedly raised his arms above his head, hoping to use Soft Strength to neutralize the terrifying blow.

"CRACK!"

"CRACK!"

The instant they collided, two crisp snaps rang out in succession. Han Xing’s already mangled arms, as fragile as porcelain, broke on impact.

His two arms, fists half-clenched and stained with blood, were sent flying, blasted clean off his body.

"Ah!"

The pain of his severed arms made him scream instinctively, his features contorting in agony.

Xu Yang’s fists, unstoppable, slammed heavily into Han Xing’s chest.

Mountain-Shaking Hammer—Armor-Breaking Cross Training!

Even a master wearing Heavy Armor or one accomplished in Horizontal Training could have their internal organs shattered by this Technique. Although Xu Yang’s fists weren’t heavy Weapons like a hammer, Han Xing wore no Heavy Armor, nor was he a Horizontal Training master.

A terrifying, concussive force penetrated flesh and bone, slamming directly into Han Xing’s internal organs as Gang Qi erupted like a volcano.

"CRACK!"

Han Xing’s entire chest caved in. His bloodshot eyes bulged, looking as if they would be shaken from their sockets.

His screams cut off abruptly as a mouthful of blood and viscera sprayed from his mouth. His entire body was sent flying backward as if struck by a galloping horse.

His body sailed through the air like a kite with a snapped string, still spouting blood. The blazing Gang Qi gradually faded. Han Xing’s body convulsed, his stumps flailing unconsciously.

"THUD!"

His body hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and skidded a short distance before coming to a stop.

By now, Han Xing was on his last breath. His caved-in chest rose and fell faintly like a deflating balloon, and his convulsions had mostly ceased.

His vacant eyes were filled with terror. He opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a single word.

Han Xing was dead.

Ji Jincheng trembled like a leaf, his courage shattered.

He and Han Xing had come to put down Xu Yang, but he’d never imagined such an outcome. Not only had Xu Yang already reached the Qi Cultivation Gang realm, he was also absurdly ferocious. Han Xing hadn’t even lasted ten moves against him.

"Are you satisfied with that explanation?"

Xu Yang paid Han Xing’s body no mind and walked toward the terrified Ji Jincheng. "I just want to keep a low profile, but you people keep forcing me to kill."

"If you kill me, Junior Brother Kong Yu won’t let you get away with it!" Ji Jincheng blustered, though his body was on the verge of collapse.

Although Xu Yang’s long-range punch hadn’t struck him directly, it had landed at his feet, and the aftershock from the exploding Gang Qi had already severely wounded him.

"Kong Yu?"

Xu Yang’s expression was grim. "If his reputation weren’t so great, he never would have made it out of Qingyuan. He would have been sent to keep Zhu Yang and Jiang Yi company long ago. Don’t worry, he’ll be down there to join all of you soon."

Ji Jincheng’s eyes widened. "You killed Senior Brother Jiang Yi, too—"

His voice cut off as Xu Yang’s fist struck his throat like a bolt of lightning.

With a sharp CRACK, Ji Jincheng clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

Xu Yang glanced around the battlefield. It was riddled with craters and pits. Anyone passing by would know a major battle had taken place here.

After quickly looting the bodies, he carried the two corpses and dashed into the distant woods.

A quarter of an hour later, he returned and used his Lightweight Skill to race toward Cyan Yang City.

He had just taken stock of his spoils. Between the two of them, they had five hundred silver and thirty contribution points.

Added to his previous contribution points, he now had nearly sixty.

’Once the rewards for the Hundred Medicine Hall Garrison mission are settled, all my contribution points combined should be enough to exchange for a Vigorous Qi Martial Arts manual.’

The five hundred silver was also a decent haul, enough to last him for a while.

When he reached the Hundred Medicine Hall, Xu Yang began his patrol as if nothing had happened. No one could have known that he had just slaughtered Han Xing and Ji Jincheng on the road.

’I should still be more careful.’

Before killing them, he had asked and confirmed that the two had not told anyone about their plan to ambush him.

Still, he remained cautious. When his Garrison duty ended that night, he didn’t return to the Purple Sun Sect, worried he would be caught. Instead, he found an inn in the city and stayed the night.