Starting With The Martial Arts Holy Fire Order - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: The Nine Suns Scarlet Claw vs. Eagle Claw Technique

As soon as Wei Yixiao admitted defeat, his face suddenly turned pale, his lips purple, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. He staggered for a moment before collapsing to the ground.

“This is bad, the cold poison in Wei Bat King’s body has flared up again…” Yang Xiao exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this.

Dai Qisi, not very familiar with matters concerning the sect brothers, asked curiously, “How did Wei Bat King get infected with cold poison?”

Xie Xun quickly explained, “Dragon King, you may not know this, but when Wei Bat King was practicing the extremely cold Ice Silk Palm technique years ago, there was a flaw in his internal cultivation, causing the cold poison to accumulate in his meridians. Since then, whenever he uses his internal power, the cold poison flares up. The only way to suppress it is by drinking human blood.”

Dai Qisi was shocked. “What? He has to drink human blood? Doesn’t that make him a vampire bat? That’s terrifying!”

She thought to herself, from now on, it’s better to keep a distance from Wei Yixiao—who knows when his cold poison might act up and make him bite my neck for blood.

Ling Yihan walked over to Wei Yixiao’s side, gently touching his body. It was as cold as ice, like frost. At this rate, his blood might freeze and his blood flow would be blocked, leading to death.

“Quickly find a prisoner for Bat King to suck blood from!” Zhou Dian urgently shouted.

Ling Yihan shook his head and said calmly, “No need. Let me treat him instead.”

He carefully helped Wei Yixiao sit upright and sat down behind him, cross-legged. Then, he silently circulated his Nine Suns True Qi, placing his palms on Wei Yixiao’s back. The hot, yang energy of his internal power slowly entered Wei Yixiao’s body.

In less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Ling Yihan had used the Nine Suns Divine Art to expel the cold poison from Wei Yixiao’s body. He even cleared out the years of accumulated cold toxins from his meridians. From now on, Wei Yixiao would no longer suffer from these episodes of cold poison and wouldn’t need to drink blood anymore.

Wei Yixiao felt his body, which had been freezing cold, gradually warm up and become more comfortable. He could feel that the cold poison had completely been cured. He quickly stood up and cupped his hands in gratitude to Ling Yihan.

“Thank you, Son of God, for repaying kindness with virtue and curing the cold poison in my body that I’ve carried for many years. I, Wei Yixiao, am deeply grateful and fully support you as the leader of the sect.”

Ling Yihan secretly smiled but pretended to act benevolently as he helped Wei Yixiao up. He said with a chuckle, “Wei Bat King is too polite. We are all brothers of the sect. Disagreements are inevitable, but how could I ignore a good brother’s injury?”

Monk Peng couldn’t help but praise, “The Son of God’s internal power is truly extraordinary. Such pure yang energy, I’ve been in the martial world for many years and have never seen anything like it.”

Daoist Tieguan Zhang Zhong nodded, saying, “Yes, earlier when he fought Han Qianye in the Cold Pond, I noticed that his inner yang energy was incredibly strong. I wonder what internal art he practices? It might even surpass our sect leader!”

After Wei Yixiao withdrew from the martial field, Bai Mei Ying Wang Yin Tianzheng quickly flew over to Ling Yihan and smiled, saying, “Good boy, you managed to defeat that old bat and even cured his cold poison. This old eagle thanks you. But, let’s be clear, if you want to become the leader, you still need to defeat me first.”

Ling Yihan nodded, “You’re right, Eagle King. I’ve heard that your most skilled technique is the Eagle Claw Grasp. I, Ling Yihan, am not talented, but I would like to test my own claw technique against your Eagle Claw.”

“Oh? It seems you’re planning to use your own technique to challenge my absolute skill, just like you defeated that old bat with your lightness skill earlier? Very well, let me see just how formidable your claw technique is!”

With that, Yin Tianzheng transformed his hands into claws and took a stance, ready to engage Ling Yihan.

Ling Yihan waved his hand and smiled, “Eagle King, there’s no need to rush. I haven’t finished speaking yet. The Eagle Claw is indeed fierce, and if we clash with it directly, both of us would surely suffer some injuries, and it wouldn’t be in the spirit of brotherhood. How about this? Let’s each find an object and demonstrate our claw techniques on it, to see whose skill is superior.”

Yin Tianzheng heard this and felt it made sense. He nodded, saying, “Good, I’ll go along with your suggestion.”

He found a heavy iron rod, grabbed it at both ends with his claws, and with a burst of strength, bent the rod in two.

The sect members around them immediately applauded.

Dai Qisi, watching from the sidelines, couldn’t help but silently praise, “No wonder he’s the Bai Mei Ying Wang, the Eagle Claw is indeed powerful. If that claw were to hit someone, their bones would probably shatter. Fortunately, Brother Ling taught me the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. Though I’ve only been practicing for a short time, if I continue working hard, I will definitely surpass him.”

Hu Qingyang, on the other hand, was thinking, “Hmph! What’s so great about the Eagle Claw? Just wait until Brother Ling uses the Nine Suns Scarlet Claw. You’ll be scared stiff!”

Ling Yihan also complimented Yin Tianzheng, then scanned the field and eventually spotted a large copper pillar in the corner.

“Hmm, let’s use this.”

He walked over to the copper pillar and activated his Nine Suns Divine Power to its full potential. His right arm and even his fingers turned a deep red from the heat. Then, with a single claw strike, he struck the pillar, instantly creating five deep indentations where his fingers had pressed.

“Brother Ling’s Nine Suns Scarlet Claw is indeed formidable!” Hu Qingyang and Dai Qisi couldn’t help but exchange glances, both clapping in admiration.

“It’s not over yet!”

Ling Yihan’s fingers continued to exert pressure, and the five indentations on the copper pillar began to melt. Even copper juice started dripping onto the ground.

“My heavens! This claw technique is terrifying!”

“Yes, if that were to hit someone, not only would they have five blood holes, but their flesh would be scorched to a crisp!”

“How could the Son of God possess such a terrifying and bizarre martial art? Who exactly is he?”

“It seems his martial skills have already surpassed Sect Leader Yang. No wonder he was so bold earlier, claiming to challenge all the elite fighters of our Ming Sect!”

“Indeed, his martial arts are far too terrifying!”

The sight left all the sect members in awe. The ability to strike deep finger holes into a copper pillar with bare flesh and bone was already beyond belief. But to then melt the pillar into liquid showed just how profound Ling Yihan’s inner power was, far beyond their imagination.

Dai Qisi and Hu Qingyang applauded again, thinking to themselves, Brother Ling’s claw technique has improved even more since the time on the ship.

Yin Tianzheng’s expression darkened as he sighed, “Sigh, truly a rising star. I’ve lost, and I lose with respect.”