The powerful force instantly broke through all of He Yiming's defenses. Just like that, it was as though a sharp blade was slashing towards him.
At this moment, He Yiming's spirit was raised to the extreme. He actually had a faint feeling of coming in contact with death. That kind of obscure, dark, and terrifying aura was actually so close to him.
The opponent's palms, which were one size larger, actually released such a powerful force. This was definitely beyond He Yiming's knowledge of internal energy and martial arts.
At this moment, He Yiming's body moved. Just like that, without thinking, his body naturally moved.
He suddenly spread out his fists, and the huge amount of inner strength in his body suddenly reversed. At this critical moment, the invincible metal element inner strength turned into an endless stream of water element inner strength that carried a hint of hardness in its softness.
Similarly powerful internal energy flowed into his palms and the incomparably powerful metal attribute Rolling Stone Fist instantly turned into a soft palm.
Both sides' offense and defense instantly switched, but in comparison, He Yiming's difficulty in switching was far greater than his opponent's.
Although Hu Bin adopted a dodging strategy at the beginning, the cultivation method he used was actually one of the metal-type cultivation methods. However, he was very experienced. Even though it was a metal-type cultivation method, it became soft and powerless when used by him.
However, as long as he was determined to fight, he could instantly switch to the strongest martial arts of the same attribute.
On the other hand, He Yiming was different. He had already displayed the power of the Rolling Stone Fist to the peak of the sixth stage. At this time, if he wanted to convert his inner strength and combat skill into water type inner strength and combat skill at the same time, it would be extremely difficult. It was definitely not comparable to Hu Bin's conversion between combat skills of the same type.
However, He Yiming was able to do it just like that. Moreover, it was like water flowing through a canal. He did it without any hindrance.
Hu Bin felt a chill in his heart. When he desperately used his final trump card, he had already made up his mind that both sides would suffer. Of course, his technique was incomparably powerful and he had the confidence to win. As long as he could seriously injure this young man, with his rich combat experience, he would definitely be able to smoothly finish off his opponent in a short period of time.
However, no matter how many follow-up plans he made in advance, he would never have thought that his opponent, who was clearly using the Metal Element Battle Skill, which was known to have the highest attack power in the world, would turn into a Water Soft Palm the moment the fist and palm collided. Moreover, the strength of the Rolling Stone Fist's internal energy seemed to be even more powerful than he expected. The layers of water attribute technique's power were unleashed to the extreme and actually caused him to be unable to chase after his opponent for a while.
He Yiming's figure retreated like an ape. After a few steps, he had already completely dissolved the powerful impact. His face suddenly flushed intensely, as if he was drunk, becoming incomparably red. At the same time, an unprecedentedly powerful aura gushed out from his body. At that instant, the young man seemed to have transformed into a devil from hell. He raised his fists high and charged forward again. His entire body was filled with an unstoppable aura.
The seventh-layer metal-attribute internal energy, the Mixed Primordial Force, and the seventh-layer metal-attribute martial art technique, the Rolling Stone Fist, which was at the pinnacle of the metal-attribute martial art technique. The two powers combined in an instant and unleashed the metal-attribute technique's power to the extreme.
This was also He Yiming's most powerful move so far. It was far more powerful than any time when he cultivated on his own in the secret room.
At the crucial moment of a life-and-death battle, his potential was fully unleashed, and the essence of this move was fully displayed. His entire body was like a cannonball that was shot out of the barrel. It was also like a huge mountain that pressed down heavily on his opponent.
Hu Bin's face changed drastically. Faced with such a powerful aura, he suddenly had a feeling that there was nowhere to hide. His body seemed to have been imprisoned by some kind of power. From his opponent's aura, he also had a feeling that no matter where he fled to, he would be able to catch up to him.
After all, this person was a person whose hands were stained with blood. Under such circumstances, the hidden fierceness in his body was instead aroused. He suddenly shouted and raised his palms high again. His already swollen palms seemed to have grown bigger.
"Boom …"
It was as if two huge iron plates had collided. The moment the palms of both sides came into contact, there was a sound of metal and stone colliding. It was as if their palms were no longer made of flesh, but had become steel-like existences.
The two powerful forces exploded at that point. He Yiming was sent flying backward in mid-air. His all-out attack was unable to completely suppress his opponent in terms of power.
The powerful force that was released from Hu Bin's hands had far exceeded his understanding. The powerful force released by the peak of the fifth level of internal strength combined with the peak of the combat skill caused him to suffer greatly.
However, when he was in mid-air, He Yiming once again converted his metal-type internal strength into water-type internal strength. The powerful self-healing ability of the water-type internal strength manifested at this moment. His internal organs that had suffered a strong impact and were in slight pain suddenly felt much better.
He Yiming stretched out his leg and stomped heavily on a big tree. He barely landed on the ground and staggered for a while before he steadied himself.
When he looked up, Hu Bin's face was shrouded in a layer of a strange ashen-like color. His face trembled slightly for a long time before his legs went soft and he fell to the ground. He said, "Seventh level, seventh level …"
He Yiming took a deep breath and said, "That's right. Seventh level of Mixed Yuan Force and Seventh level of Rolling Stone Fist."
Hu Bin's face became more and more unsightly. He smiled bitterly and said, "Seventh level, you've actually cultivated to the seventh level of internal strength. The children of aristocratic families really live up to their reputation. " His tone became lower and lower, and his body was on the verge of collapse. The resentment in his eyes gradually turned into despair. He opened his mouth twice as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out. The look in his eyes gradually became lax, and his body that was barely supporting collapsed and fell heavily to the ground.
He Yiming hesitated for a moment before he carefully took a few steps forward. However, he had seen Hu Bin's cunning many times and naturally would not be fooled again. He picked up a stone and ruthlessly threw it at Hu Bin's face. Although he did not use all his strength, it hit Hu Bin's right eye and immediately smashed it, revealing a black hole with blood splattering everywhere.
However, Hu Bin still did not move. It was as if he was completely unaware of this.
The corner of He Yiming's mouth twitched slightly. He suppressed his disgust and went forward to check. Only then did he confirm that Hu Bin was truly dead.
Once he confirmed that Hu Bin was dead, He Yiming could no longer hold it in. The various negative emotions that he had suppressed earlier instantly returned to his body. He took a few steps back and came under a big tree. His stomach felt like it was overturning a river and sea, and he suddenly vomited.
This vomiting immediately poured out all the food he had eaten in the last meal. Not only that, even the bile and bitter water were poured out cleanly. It was not until his stomach was convulsing to the extreme that it slowly calmed down.
He Yiming turned to look at the corpse, and a sense of horror welled up in his heart.
When he faced a living person, although he was faintly afraid, once he fought, he immediately threw away all his worries. However, once Hu Bin died in his hands, his legs started to tremble.
After hesitating for a while, He Yiming still went forward and came to the corpse's side. He cautiously reached out his hand and searched his body.
He did not understand why he suddenly had such a thought, but once he had this thought, he naturally put it into action.
After a while, he found some things on Hu Bin's body. Among them were two gold ingots that were worth ten taels each and some scattered silver. These were all good things. Although it was hard to avoid suspicions that he was profiting from a dead person, He Yiming did not hesitate to embezzle them.
Although He Yiming was one of the wealthiest families in Taicang County, he was currently only thirteen years old. His monthly allowance was only three taels. The scattered silver was nothing, but if the two gold ingots were to be exchanged for silver, they could be exchanged for at least two hundred taels. That was equivalent to five to six years of his allowance.
After putting away the gold ingots and scattered silver, He Yiming was suddenly startled. He took out a thin book from these items.
He did not know what material this book was made of. When he held it in his hand, it felt as gentle as jade. He was certain that this was definitely not an ordinary piece of paper.
Gently flipping it open, He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up.
On the first page of this book, there was actually a posture. He Yiming had a deep impression of this posture.
This was because this was the posture of Hu Bin's two palms raised high in the air.
He Yiming's heart suddenly began to violently beat. He flipped to the first page of the book, and on it was clearly written: Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
In an instant, He Yiming's heart surged with ecstasy. This made him unable to restrain his joy even more than finding the two gold ingots.
That Hu Bin only had Level 5 Inner Strength cultivation, but after using this kind of martial skill, the power he displayed was actually far greater than the power released by a Level 6 Inner Strength combined with a Peak Martial Skill. If it was him, then how strong would the power be?
The uncomfortable feeling caused by facing a dead person had completely disappeared. For a moment, He Yiming's heart was surging with emotions. He was so excited that he almost wanted to shout out loud.
However, at this moment, his eyes focused. His ears tilted slightly, and his face changed slightly. He hurriedly put away the horrifying combat skill secret book and stuffed the rest of the items into Hu Bin's pocket while he was at it.
Then, he stood up and looked in a certain direction.
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