It was clear that the power was terrifying. Wang Lianhuan was too severely injured to survive. Within seconds, he stopped moving, his eyes still wide open, unable to rest in peace.
Soon, Yang Shoucheng and Yue Qingning arrived. Looking at the body on the ground, Wang Lianhuan asked, "Who is he?"
Ye Tian replied, "Wang Lianbao's brother, Wang Lianhuan. Old Yang, now that this man is dead, you can go all out against Wang Lianbao."
Yang Shoucheng was stunned. "Brother, didn't you say he was also a Vajra Martial King? How did he die so easily?"
Ye Tian said, "Not all Martial Kings are the same. My skills are deeper than his."
Though both were Vajra Martial Kings, Ye Tian had cultivated the Jing Tu and Zhen Li Pian, and with the boost from that extraordinary energy, he had killed Wang Lianhuan, who was also a Vajra Martial King, with a single move.
Yang Shoucheng gave him a thumbs-up. "Brother, you are truly a divine being!"
Yue Qingning smiled. "Leave dealing with Wang Lianbao to me."
Ye Tian knew he wouldn't need to intervene anymore. Without Wang Lianhuan as his backing, there were more than enough people who wanted Wang Lianbao dead.
That night, Yang Shoucheng finally slept soundly.
While he slept, Wang Lianhuan could not. Before long, his servants discovered Wang Lianhuan's body in his courtyard.
The moment he saw his brother's corpse, Wang Lianhuan felt a chill run through him. He packed his valuables and cash that very night, planning to fly abroad and lay low for a while.
Without Wang Lianhuan's protection, he was a sitting duck and couldn't stay a moment longer!
However, on his way to the airport, his car was involved in a crash, crushed into a metal pancake by two large vehicles. Wang Lianbao and his entire family of four perished.
Ye Tian was completely unaware of these events, nor did he need to be. What goes around comes around.
The next day, Yang Shoucheng moved back to his own home.
Since he was in the provincial capital, he naturally had to meet some friends. Xiong Fei came looking for him that afternoon, insisting they go for drinks.
Unable to refuse the warm invitation, the two drank until evening, then went for a bath and massage. By the time Yang Shoucheng returned home, it was past ten in the evening.
Just as he was about to practice his skills, he received a call from Long Xiao. Long Xiao asked, "Have you practiced the secret manual I gave you?"
Ye Tian had indeed practiced it. After only a few hours, he had mastered the first six levels of Iron Sand Palm.
"I've practiced Iron Sand Palm," he said.
Long Xiao asked, "Which level?"
Ye Tian replied, "The first three levels."
Long Xiao said, "That's already very good. There's a ranking match tomorrow with national-level experts participating. Do you want to join?"
Ye Tian replied, "I can."
Long Xiao said, "Alright, I'll pick you up tomorrow, and we'll head out together."
After hanging up, Ye Tian thought for a moment and called Xiong Fei, asking him to prepare some iron sand for practice. He decided to train Iron Sand Palm to the sixth level before the match.
The first level of Iron Sand Palm is震劲 (Zhen Jin - Shocking Force), the second is 断劲 (Duan Jin - Severing Force), the third is 真空劲 (Zhen Kong Jin - Vacuum Force), the fourth is 卷劲 (Juan Jin - Rolling Force), the fifth is 牛毛劲 (Niu Mao Jin - Ox Hair Force), and the sixth is 炸劲 (Zha Jin - Explosive Force). The latter three levels require practice with iron sand, which is the origin of the name Iron Sand Palm.
Xiong Fei quickly sent over several types of iron sand. Ye Tian plunged his hands into the iron sand, practicing the fourth level, Juan Jin. This level of force could enhance defense, allowing one to deflect incoming blades and spears with a single strike, suffering no harm.
The transformation of true energy into force greatly aided his practice of Iron Sand Palm. In just half an hour, he grasped the subtleties of Juan Jin. His practice became smoother and smoother, and a mysterious protective aura formed on the surface of his palms.
Afterward, he switched to a different type of iron sand to practice the second type of force, Niu Mao Jin.
This Niu Mao Jin was best suited for striking pressure points and severing meridians. Reaching this level meant one was a top-tier master, capable of killing with a gentle touch!
He spent over three hours practicing the fifth level, Niu Mao Jin, before he could even grasp the threshold. It wasn't until after dawn that he managed to master it.
As for the sixth level, Zha Jin, it required molten iron. Thus, he asked Xiong Fei to use his connections to get him into a steel mill, where a special furnace of molten iron was prepared for his practice.
The power of Zha Jin lay in utilizing that intense heat to stimulate potential, creating a barrier of force between his palms and the molten iron, preventing the iron from scalding his hands.
Unexpectedly, he mastered this sixth level on his first attempt. In essence, the Zha Jin of the sixth level was an instantaneous explosion, which those with aptitude could master immediately. Those without it would never be able to achieve Zha Jin in their lifetime.
Ye Tian's hands plunged into the molten iron, causing it to boil and keep his palms at bay. However, this was only for a moment, as he couldn't keep his hands in the molten iron for an extended period.
As soon as he finished practicing Zha Jin, Long Xiao's men arrived. When they reached the steel mill and witnessed Ye Tian practicing, they were astonished and exclaimed, "You've already achieved Zha Jin!"