C9 Tiger leaping fist

Tang Huan was shocked, he rushed to the front of the smithy, only to find the door of the shop had shattered and fallen to the ground. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old black-robed youth walked in, with a sword hung by his waist, his body tall and straight.

Beside him, there were three other youths. They were Tang Hong, Tang Jiang and Tang Junjie, all of whom were in full fury.

"Tang Chao?"

Tang Huan frowned at first, but there was an extra look of seriousness in his eyes.

Tang Chao was Tang Hong's second brother, and was only one year older than him, but his aptitude was much greater. It was said that he had already opened up the sixth meridian a while ago and was promoted to Stage Two Martial Disciple. Furthermore, Tang Chao had always been hard-working in cultivation, so his strength could not be compared with a playboy like Tang Hong.

But even so, Tang Huan was not afraid in the slightest.

In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan shot a glance at Tang Hong and the other two as a mocking smile surfaced on his face:” I have beaten the younger one, so the elder one come to revenge? Tang Hong, how did it feel last time? You want to be beaten again?”

With that, Tang Huan stepped forward quickly, pretended to make his move.

The expressions of Tang Hong and the other two changed and they subconsciously retreated.

"Humph!"

Seeing that, the black-robed youth called Tang Chao could not help but snort with a gloomy face.

Tang Hong and the other two came to their senses, immediately stopped to retreat. Their faces immediately flushed red and felt like they were on fire. Tang Hong became angry from the embarrassment: "Tang Huan, don't be arrogant, last time, I was just careless. This time, I will let you know the consequences of angering me!"

With a clang, Tang Hong took out his sword and pounced towards Tang Huan.

"Bring it on!"

Tang Huan laughed and took out a sword from the weapon rack.

The moment the sword appeared in his hands, Tang Huan's entire aura changed greatly, like a dragon that was hiding in the abyss, as if it could cause monstrous waves at any time.

Tang Hong's was scare and his expression was unsettled. He was caught in a dilemma.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, the tragedy that day had already left a shadow on him. Facing Tang Huan, he couldn't help but feel fear in the bottom of his heart.

"Little Hong, step down!"Just then, Tang Chao suddenly took a step forward and bellowed.

"Yes, second brother."

Tang Hong glared at Tang Huan fiercely, he looked extremely unwilling, but he quickly sheathed the sword in his hand, as though he had been relieved of a heavy burden.

"Tang Huan, although my little brother is not that good, it's not up to a bastard like you to teach him a lesson!"

Tang Chao stared at Tang Huan and bellowed coldly. He looked proud and his eyes revealed a sense of ridicule and contempt.

Even though he wasn't considered a genius among the young generation of the Tang Family, he still far surpassed an ordinary clan Disciples. Although he had seen Tang Huan many times in Furious Waves City, he could not be bothered to bully a person who could not even cultivate the Genuine Qi. He also distained Tang Hong for always bullying a rubbish like Tang Huan.

But this time, he had to stand up for Tang Hong. No matter how futile he was, Tang Hong was still his little brother.

"I am a bastard child, so what does Tang Tianren? Father of a bastard?"

Hearing what Tang Chao said, Tang Huan couldn’t help to be furious. His right hand, which was holding onto the sword hilt, trembled slightly. Deep in his memories, the young Tang Huan detested the word "bastard" the most, and when he heard the word, his intense anger caused his face to darken.

"You bastard, how dare you be so outrageous."

Tang Chao's eyes grew cold, and his tone became even cruel and cold, "Originally, I had only intended to break one of your arm and leg as a small punishment. But now, it seems that's really too easy of you if I just break one of your arm and leg. Alright, today I will teach you a good lesson on behalf of uncle. I will break both your arms and legs, so that you will have a good memory and know what to say, and what not to say! "

"Boasting shamelessly!"

Tang Huan laughed out of anger, in the midst of a clear trembling cry, he slowly thrust out the sword in his hand as if it was a dragon. His speed was not fast, but there was a hint of killing intent contained within it.

Tang Chao curled his lips, his right leg fiercely stomped on the ground, and his body leaped up.

At this moment, Tang Chao was like a tiger that had just broken out of its cage. Not only was his speed fast, his aura was overbearing, and the moment his body reached the highest point, his aura seemed to have reached its peak. He then punched out with his fist, smashing down towards Tang Huan's head from above like a thunderbolt.

"Hu!" Wherever the fists passed by, a slight whistling sound was heard.

"Tiger Jumping Fist!"

Tang Hong and the other two lit up their eyes. This "Tiger Jumping Fist" was also a low-level battle skill of the Tang Family. Its attacks were like a tiger's and its aura was intimidating. They all knew that Tang Chao had mastered this kind of fist technique to the pinnacle.

Now that he had made a move, it was indeed the case.

Tang Huan was the first to bear the brunt of the impact. Immediately, he felt a strong wind howling down, as if a huge boulder had been dropped from the sky, making his heart shaking.

As expected of the Stage Two Martial Disciple!

"Wandering Dragon in Sea!"

Although it had only been a little while since he had fought with Tang Hong and the other two, Tang Huan had totally changed. He was extremely calm in his heart, and with a snort in his heart, he suddenly changed the momentum of the sword, and changed from the first move to the third, the tip of his sword trembled, and with a speed as fast as lightning, he struck at Tang Chao's abdomen. Under the flow of the Genuine Qi, a dense and sharp intent surged out from the sword tip, as though it was going to tear Tang Chao's abdomen apart.

Tang Chao did not expect Tang Huan's sword technique to be so powerful, his expression darkened, suddenly he turned his fists into claws and swept it towards the sword blade with lightning speed.

"Bam!"

A dull sound of impact rang out.

The moment the hand claw and the sword made contact, the two sets of Genuine Qi fiercely clashed, and the long sword was actually unable to withstand it, immediately broke apart, leaving only a section of the sword hilt in Tang Huan's hand, while the sword body was slapped away by Tang Chao and nailed to a pillar nearby with lightning speed.

"It was broken?"

Tang Huan was slightly startled, but he couldn't help but laugh bitterly in his heart. He knew that the youth's weapon forging skills were poor, but he did not expect the long sword he forged would be so weak that it couldn't even withstand a single blow from a Stage Two Martial Disciple. No wonder the swords were only worth one gold coin.

He had originally thought that the price would be too low, but now he realized that for this kind of weapon, one gold coin was already a high price.

"Haha, second brother is truly amazing."

"This dogshit, how dare he fight against Brother Chao, he is simply reckless!"

"Brother Chao's Tiger Jumping Fist is indeed cultivated to its peak! However, the weapon forged by this fellow is truly lame. To think that it was broken in an instant. I'm going to die from laughter here. "

Tang Huan was in a daze, but Tang Hong and the other two had smiles plastered on their faces. The moment Tang Chao's claws broke the sword, both of his feet had already landed on the ground, but he did not slow down at all as he jumped up once again, like a ferocious tiger that had descended the mountain, he pounced towards Tang Huan.

"Go to hell!"

A sinister smile flashed across Tang Chao's face as he struck out with his right fist once again. With the force of a thunderbolt, the angle was crafty and it smashed towards Tang Huan's chest like a heavy hammer.

Tang Huan suddenly woke up from his stupor and could only hold back from complaining about the youth who had forged the long sword. Hastily, he could only throw a punch.