Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1219 - 1204: Forgot to Use Something

What the hell is going on!

Zhou Jin was greatly shocked. How could Song Yun’s Inner Qi be so abundant? It had already been eighteen seconds. This kind of hard clash of Inner Qi consumes the most Inner Qi. Even Zhou Jin himself could only sustain for thirty seconds with his entire Inner Qi. In his view, if Song Yun could hold for fifteen seconds, he would already be a leader among the younger generation, especially since Song Yun was only in his twenties. But by the time it reached eighteen seconds, Zhou Jin had already sensed something was wrong.

By the twentieth second, feeling the immense counter-shock force coming from Song Yun’s hands and feet, Zhou Jin understood that Song Yun’s Inner Qi was likely abundant to an unimaginable level.

At this point, Zhou Jin decisively wanted to change tactics.

He saw Zhou Jin’s body suddenly retreat backward. As Song Yun was about to pursue, Zhou Jin tapped his feet on the ground repeatedly, and his whole body flitted like a dragonfly, flashing over twenty meters in just a second or two.

"How can your Inner Qi be like that! That’s impossible! Impossible!"

Zhou Jin asked in astonishment.

Song Yun grinned and said, "Come, let’s continue clashing, and you’ll find out why my Inner Qi is like this! I’ll give you this surprise properly."

With that, Song Yun’s body once again rushed toward Zhou Jin.

"Bastard."

Zhou Jin, a martial arts expert from the older proletariat generation, accumulated his Inner Qi bit by bit over the years. Also, Inner Qi doesn’t increase merely over time; he needed to constantly cultivate his mind, and only then would Inner Qi slowly accumulate. Otherwise, if it increased with time, wouldn’t living to a hundred make one invincible in the world?

Song Yun’s attacks were as swift and unstoppable as mercury pouring down, giving Zhou Jin no chance to rest.

"You’re forcing me! At worst, we’ll go down together."

Zhou Jin roared, suddenly grabbing Song Yun by the shoulder with one hand, then stabbing two fingers into the shoulder he’d seized.

Puff!

Song Yun’s shoulder, already hardened, was pierced directly by Zhou Jin, creating a bloody hole.

"Damn it!"

Song Yun quickly swung his hand to knock away the arm gripping his shoulder and then retreated backward.

Zhou Jin didn’t pursue but looked at Song Yun with a gloomy expression and said, "I didn’t intend to use this move; it consumes too much Inner Qi, but you forced me! If we’re going to die, we’ll die together!"

Song Yun was shocked looking at the bloody hole on his shoulder. What was this technique? Just with two fingers, it could pierce through his iron-hard shoulder, and the muscles inside were smashed into pulp under the strike of those two fingers. Could this be the legendary Two Yang Fingers?

But the Two Yang Fingers seemed to be a technique for women, especially on sleepless nights, when the index and middle fingers are joined together for self-satisfaction, which fulfills some of their needs...

Could it be that Zhou Jin’s lower parts are dysfunctional, spending days only able to use the index and middle fingers to comfort his woman, hence mastering these Two Yang Fingers that can break his defense in one strike?

"Humph, although you possess Inner Qi, your use of it is limited to direct clashes. You simply don’t understand other ways to utilize Inner Qi," Zhou Jin said disdainfully. "This is a unique method of compressing Inner Qi I’ve developed through over ten years of dedicated research. By compressing Inner Qi within the meridians and focusing it on two fingers, forming a sheath of Qi akin to a blade edge. This method requires high-level Inner Qi and superior techniques, which are absolutely impossible to achieve otherwise, Song Yun. To force me to use this move, at least you can die without regret."

Song Yun’s eyes lit up as he quickly raised his fingers, attempting to direct his Inner Qi flowing to his index finger and middle finger. But while channeling Inner Qi there was easy, it couldn’t form that supposed Qi sheath resembling a blade edge.

"Hmph, do you think it’s so easy to learn in what I’ve spent over ten years researching? If it were, every top fighter would be worthless," Zhou Jin chuckled disdainfully.

"Even if I can’t master it, I’ll still beat you!" Song Yun, realizing he couldn’t learn it, decided to disregard it. Although he had a bloody hole in his shoulder, for Song Yun, this kind of wound was like a mosquito bite, hardly affecting him.

"Wait and you’ll see who’s beating who!" Zhou Jin raised one hand, his two fingers pointing vaguely toward the ground as he slowly approached Song Yun.

"Damn it, I hate fake fatties the most!"

Song Yun shouted furiously, charging at Zhou Jin.

The two engaged in close combat!

Bang bang bang.

A series of dull thuds rang out again, but this time Zhou Jin used one hand to withstand Song Yun’s two-handed attack while the other hand occasionally found a chance to stab at Song Yun.

Zhou Jin was fast, and his techniques seemed slightly superior to Song Yun’s.

Thus, unsurprisingly, Song Yun got stabbed.

Puff, puff, puff.

One bloody hole after another appeared on Song Yun’s body, looking quite terrifying.

Song Yun wanted to prevent Zhou Jin from stabbing him, but Zhou Jin’s skills seemed genuinely high-level. Every time Song Yun tried to evade, Zhou Jin would restrict his movements with the other hand such that a stab became inevitable.

Thus, in less than ten seconds, Song Yun’s body was covered in blood, entirely dyed red.

The fresh blood sprayed from the punctured holes dyed Song Yun’s whole body red.

"Damn it, why can’t I do that! If I could, I’d thrash you!"

Song Yun thought as he counterattacked Zhou Jin. However, this time Zhou Jin did not engage in a head-on clash with Song Yun but used movement technique to evade and entangle, leaving Song Yun somewhat helpless.

Could it be that I’m really going to get perforated like a beehive?

Song Yun frowned.

Suddenly, Song Yun’s eyes brightened.

It seemed he had forgotten to use something!

Zhou Jin’s fingers thrust at Song Yun again.

Song Yun bent his body.

The hand originally aimed at Song Yun’s chest pierced into Song Yun’s back, and just as Zhou Jin was about to withdraw his hand, Song Yun’s hand suddenly grabbed Zhou Jin’s arm.

"Humph!"

Zhou Jin snorted coldly, another hand poised to slam down on Song Yun’s neck.

At this moment.

Song Yun’s other hand suddenly lifted upward.

A cold flash streaked by.

The Seven Kill Slash, unleashed!