Ch 3 Breakthrough the Chamber

Chang, who was around the outer boundary.

"What is that? Do you hear it?" he asked the young disciple. The ears of the female disciple also stood up. 

A punch on steel. They were nearly about some meters away from the condensing chamber where pills were stored for preservation under a secret door in the peak of summer. 

"He is still alive," the female disciple whispered slowly. It's been an hour that he is still alive.

"He must be very weak. He is the killer of my father; let's go and shred him to pieces," Chang again whispered.

The young disciple quickly drew out his sword and walked off with both of them.

As they arrived, they noticed that the steel door was blown away. The punching mark was still on the door. Their eyes fell on the door. The first one to notice was a keen female disciple.

"Impossible, why is this steel door..." Chang said, anxiously gulping saliva in his throat.

The young disciple took initiative to see when suddenly an unknown shadow creaked in the night shades and attacked him.

"On guard," he said to them and tried to block the attack. But his sword shaked violently from the attack.

A attoned figure seemingly terrifying stood there. He had punches as weapons and half burnt clothes and half of his hair to misery upon. 

His face was anger-ridden. His hands were also burnt.

"Its your end, you damn bastards," said the figure, his sides of mouth clicking.

It turned out to be It was Sin Ein Luo. 

"No way a its fith stage of body tempering," his voice terrifyingly low. Like he had no bones and flesh.

The young disciple with a shaky hand attacked with the sword.

Ting!

The attack was a direct hit to his fist. It pierced.

"Bwahh, you bastard, I will shred you to pieces," an utter cry roared from Young disciple.

Although he was fifth staged, Young Disciple still had considerable better 6th staged cultivation.

Suddenly, Energu surrounded Luo, his figure shrouded in Qi. Luo's level rose from fifth to sixth stage.

Sixth stage body tempering!!!!

"It looks like the fire is still being absorbed," the old master's voice still resounded in his mind.

"It's not our end, but your end," said the disciple and once again pierced through.

But it was hopefully blocked by Luo. He quickly punched the young disciple in the face after seeing the opening.

"I see your punches are still not enough to beat them. I have recovered some energy. Take this," the old master again said.

Uggh. Luo roared in thoughts. His eyes glowed.

Earth Dragon Punching Style: One Star Technique. 

Suddenly his mind in admist had deeper knowledge of earth dragon fist and earth dragon punching style.

To kill the dragons roaming on earth.

Completely submerging the earth with one punch and destroying the entire surface.

The ones punch are Dragconic, not fairylin.

Fairylin understands softness and impact, and Draconian understands hardness, roughness, and power. 

A steady-powered punch was launched upon the young disciple.

His blood value decreased tremendously, and he reached a state of dead end of his consciousness. Not dead. He was still breathing Qi.

Seen him lying on earth. The female disciples named Chu Xining and Qin Chang were scared out of their hearts.

Their bodies frozen, and their hands were shaking. 

After some minutes

Both's bodies lay on the ground. Their skin was shallow and seemed to be stio as they were dead bodies. But their shimmering golden Qi exuded vitality. They were alive at least.

Luo checked their bodies, and then suddenly a sword carved out of iron components pierced through his back.

"Oghh fuck," he screamed as his back ozzed blood at a tremendous rate. It was a young disciple. His sword thrust into the right of his backbone. The young disciple roared and twisted the sword. He again screamed, at least he would die.

Still, the gap between two realms was already great enough. His eyes turned blood red. 

"Calm yourself," the old master whispered in his mind.

"I am going to die, old man, and you are saying... ahhh," again the sword twisted.

"Tch tch, I must again help you. I just had a small recovery," the old master's voice resounded again.

Suddenly, a brush of energy enveloped Luo. Sin Ein Luo name echoed in his mind again and again. His arms floated. The sword in his back.

Lifted!

He lifted the sword backwards from his back. His eyes became golden yellow from Qi. All his meridians again opened; formerly five meridian turned into the current twelve meridians. 

His yellow eyes again glowed. His originally gloomy face turned expressionless. With a twist of his finger, he broke the sword. 

The young disciple couldn't form any words before his head was upside down.

Boom!

His head exploded like a watermelon under a road roller.

Blood covered the earth and Luo's face.

His formerly expressionless face turned into an evil smile. His heart faltered. His smile again turned into a shock expression.

"I actually killed someone," he murmered. His mind rushed thoughts.

He actually grieved for his enemy. The one who pierced his back. His expression remained for some seconds the same before a voice echoed.

"This is the path of a martial artist filled with filth and blood, death and life. One should kill someone in order to gain benefit. And kill even loved ones to just gain a opportunity. But Luo don't follow this road of massacre. I prefer staying mortal than falling into demonic road and becoming a dangerous killing machine." The old master's voice, like a spell, got engraved in his mind.

This type of technique was called Qi infused Sound. One can influence those with lower cultivation effortlessly.

This is why they say weak will die naked and powerful will not be filled even after destroying a clothing store. Though no one said. Isn't this quote quite third-rated? Don't you think also readers? Ahmmm..!