My Martial Arts Activated Easy Mode

Suddenly, feeling a terrifying gust of wind approaching from behind, his expression changed drastically. He whipped around, only to be greeted by a pitch-black Iron Palm tearing through the air straight toward his face. In a moment of desperation, Zhao Kuo raised his hand and threw a punch.

The instant the fist and palm collided, terrifying shockwaves rippled outward in concentric circles, whipping both of their hair and clothes into a frenzy. Su Chen’s sleeves fluttered wildly in the gale.

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo’s pupils contracted slightly, but he had no time to focus on that now. The terrifying physical force transmitted from the Iron Palm sent a numbing shock up his arm. With a loud BOOM, Zhao Kuo was forced back several steps. The muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and his breathing grew ragged.

”And who the hell are you?” Zhao Kuo demanded with a dark expression, glaring at Su Chen.

He cursed inwardly, wondering why he was so unlucky today to run into two people trying to kill him back-to-back.

Seeing that Zhao Kuo was uninjured, a trace of surprise flashed through Su Chen’s eyes. He had used Krypton Gold to train his Iron Sand Palm to its absolute limit three days ago. A single palm strike of his could shatter a palm-sized rock into gravel. He never expected that taking his full-strength strike would only leave Zhao Kuo with a flushed face and rapid breathing.

Hearing Zhao Kuo’s words, Su Chen did not reply. His eyes grew serious as he launched another attack. He figured that Zhao Kuo’s strength must have been steeped in the Power Training Realm for a long time, making him several degrees more formidable than an ordinary martial artist at Perfect Power Cultivation. If Liu Tong were to fight him, he likely wouldn’t even last ten moves.

Su Chen couldn’t help but grow vigilant, yet a surging will to fight blossomed in his eyes. Zhao Kuo was the strongest opponent he had encountered so far, making him the perfect touchstone to test his own strength. With a burst of motion, Su Chen charged forward once again.

”You’re courting death!” Zhao Kuo gritted his teeth and roared furiously, rushing out to meet him.

The two clashed.

”What a terrifying Iron Palm!”

”What incredible defense!”

After a brief exchange, both Su Chen and Zhao Kuo had witnessed each other’s prowess. Facing Su Chen’s Iron Palm, Zhao Kuo didn’t dare to take the hits head-on; the impact was excruciatingly painful. Meanwhile, when Su Chen’s Iron Palm struck Zhao Kuo’s body, it felt like hitting iron plating, and the rebounding force left his palm slightly numb.

”I don’t care who you are, you’re not leaving here today!”

Stepping back several paces, Zhao Kuo clenched his fists. His entire body suddenly swelled up. With a loud RIP, his clothes were instantly torn apart, revealing pitch-black skin underneath.

Su Chen fixed his eyes on it and his heart immediately skipped a beat. This wasn’t skin, but a thin layer of black armor that looked as if it had grown directly out of his body.

”What kind of martial art is this?” Su Chen thought, deeply alarmed.

Right at that moment, Zhao Kuo’s figure flickered. In the blink of an eye, he dashed over, taking the initiative to attack. Su Chen threw out a palm strike that landed squarely on the black armor, producing the ringing sound of metal clashing. The black armor showed not the slightest bit of damage, whereas Su Chen’s palm throbbed with a dull pain.

”HAHAHA!”

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo let out a disdainful laugh. He then reached out, attempting to snap Su Chen’s neck. With quick reflexes, Su Chen dodged out of the way, retreating as he stared solemnly at Zhao Kuo.

”No,” Su Chen thought, ”this black armor is incredibly hard. I can’t break it with my Iron Sand Palm in a short time. However, this armor only covers his torso and limbs—his head is exposed!”

As he analyzed the situation, he quickly made his decision. He charged forward again, throwing a punch straight at Zhao Kuo.

”Bring it on!”

A look of delight crossed Zhao Kuo’s face. He stepped forward, completely abandoning his defense to take Su Chen’s punch head-on. With a muffled grunt, Zhao Kuo bent his arm and forcefully clamped down on Su Chen’s arm.

A cold smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Su Chen. ”Your time is up!”

With that, he balled his hand into a fist and swung it at Su Chen.