Chapter 480: The Man in Black

quare. 。The screen was fixed on the business car, and the video played back to about an hour ago. An unlicensed black Honda sedan slowly stopped in front of the business car, paused for a moment, the...A black figure slipped silently into the room, moving with grace. After entering, he closed the door gently.

The interior was pitch black, but this didn't seem to affect the man much. He leaned against the door for a moment, glanced inside, and swiftly made his way towards the room where Xiang Tian and Zhang Xin were located.

But just as he was about to reach the bedroom door, it suddenly swung open and a foot came flying out, kicking him hard.

It was incredibly fast, whipping up a fierce wind, clearly demonstrating immense power. If an ordinary person were to be struck by this kick, they would definitely be either killed or severely injured.

This person outside seemed to be prepared. With a block and a push, they easily neutralized the force on their legs, then grabbed the ankle and pulled it forward. At the same time, their right hand rose into a knife-hand strike aimed at the inside.

Little did he know, the leg in his hand suddenly retracted, moving with ease, coming and going like the wind. It was clear that the person inside was also on guard, not using their full strength at all. This kick was just a probe, and his subsequent strike with the palm of his hand naturally missed its mark.

"Get out!" Xiang Tian suddenly roared, his foot that had just retracted shot out like lightning again, seizing the moment when the black-clad man's old strength was exhausted and new strength hadn't arrived yet. He kicked towards the man's head. The attack was even more urgent than the previous kick, with a whistling sound that showed its power.

The black-clad man didn't expect Xiangtian to move so quickly. When he tried to dodge, it was too late. As Xiangtian's large foot was about to kick his head, he suddenly arched his back and fell backward. He used his hands to support himself on the ground and flipped over gracefully, dodging Xiangtian's fatal blow.

"Hey, you're not so tough after all." Xiang Tian smirked, walked out of the bedroom, and shut the door behind him.

In the darkness, the man in black knelt on one hand, his cold eyes fixed on him. His face was covered with a black cloth, obscuring his features. Even in the dim light, it was difficult to make out his facial expressions.

"Who are you, and what do you want" asked Tian towards the sky.

The man didn't answer. Suddenly, he leaped up and rushed towards the oncoming attacker, using both hands and feet to strike at vital points.

Though dressed in black and small in stature, resembling a woman, this person possessed surprisingly powerful inner strength. Worried she might harm the little chili pepper inside, Xiang Tian guarded the bedroom door tightly. In the blink of an eye, he was struck several times by the black-clad figure. His chest felt like it had been cleaved by an iron shovel, burning with pain.

Toward the sky, Tian felt a searing pain. Anger flared in his heart, and he grabbed a nearby chair, swinging it with all his might towards the figure in black.

The man in black quickly dodged the chair and threw it angrily at her from the sky, then pounced on her like a tiger descending a mountain.

He had been beaten quite badly and his heart was filled with rage. There was no holding back in his attacks any longer, he went all out.

Unexpectedly, the man in black was incredibly agile. He not only dodged the flying chair with astonishing speed but also leaped into the air, soaring past Tian towards the bedroom.

"Damn it!" Xiang Tian thought she was going to attack Zhang Xin inside the house. He felt both anxious and angry, roared, and turned around to grab her.

Little did he know, the moment his finger just touched the man in black's clothes, the man suddenly crouched down and said to Tianxin, "Not good, I've been tricked."

At the same time, his stomach suddenly felt like it was struck by an iron hammer. The pain caused his whole body to spasm and he flew backwards, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.

The man in black stood up, stared coldly at Xiangtian lying on the ground, and walked towards him step by step.

At this moment, the bedroom door creaked open. Zhang Xin emerged from the doorway, holding a gun and pointing it at the man in black. "Don't move!" he shouted. "If you move again, I'll shoot!"

The man in black suddenly bent forward, his right heel striking a broken chair leg on the ground. He then swiftly kicked it into the air. Before Zhang Xin could react, the chair leg struck her forehead with pinpoint accuracy, causing her to fall to the ground with a soft thud.

Toward the sky, Zhang Xin fell. He thought she had been poisoned and his anger burned to its peak. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his body, he quickly climbed up and lunged at the man in black with all his might.

Then the man in black not only had more profound internal energy than him, but his movements and techniques were also much more refined. He couldn't gain even a slight advantage, instead being kicked out by force.

He clutched his chest and coughed violently, his whole body aching as if it would split apart. He was utterly terrified, wondering who this master could be to possess such powerful internal energy.

Could it be someone from home

With a deafening crash, he was sent flying once again, smashing into tables, chairs, and benches that littered the floor.

The man in black slowly walked towards him, covering his chest and struggling to stand up. He shouted, "Who are you"

The man in black did not speak, spat a mouthful of blood into the sky, and strained to circulate his true dragon energy within his body, repairing the damage. With the nourishment of true dragon energy, his body recovered at an astonishing rate, especially the intense pain between his chest and abdomen was rapidly disappearing.

Tian now realized this was the most formidable opponent he'd ever faced, and a palpable aura of killing intent emanated from him. It was clear that if they couldn't find a way to counter his power soon, both he and Pepper Potts were in grave danger.

There is only one way.

A surge of icy killing intent suddenly arose in his eyes, and at the same time, his true dragon energy went wild, surging towards his hands.

One, two, three… When the man in black stepped onto his fifth step, he suddenly and unexpectedly leaped into the air. A hand knife sliced through the air, heading straight for the top of his own head.

If you look closely, there is still a trace of white light at the edge of his palm, but it's very faint and requires careful observation to notice.

"Die!"

Toward the heavens, a roar echoed from his chest, urging the true dragon's spiritual energy within him to surge frantically toward his palm.

His "Splitting Hua Shan" strike was performed to perfection, vastly different from when he fought Xia Meng by the South Lake. He wasn't just more powerful now; his understanding of power and martial arts had deepened considerably. This palm strike was many times stronger than the one he'd used before.

When he saw the man in black didn't dodge, but instead raised his arms to block his palm strike, a surge of excitement surged through him. It was obvious that the other party hadn't realized the power behind his move at all.

The Heavenly Thunder Palm is the Xia family's heirloom martial art. According to Xia Meng, when practiced to its highest level, it not only allows one to fully exert their inner strength but also increases it by two to three times. The final move, "Heaven Strikes Lightning," has a chance to unleash a super powerful killing blow, suddenly increasing combat power tenfold and instantly defeating the opponent.

Because of its powerful amplification effect, Tian Lei Zhang (Sky Thunder Palm) became the signature martial art of the Xiang family, allowing them to stand strong for hundreds of years on the land of China.

"Death!"

His hand slashed with the sound of thunder, wildly and fiercely striking down upon the black-clad man's arms. The man was struck as if by lightning, like a kite severed from its string in a storm, flung backwards by the blow.

Toward the heavens, great joy surged within him. His foot touched the ground, and he gasped for breath, heavy and ragged.

The Heaven Thunder Palm has a special method of delivering force. Once fully activated, its attack power is astounding, but the consumption of true qi is also enormous. Xiang Tian silently observed his internal state. The remaining True Dragon Qi could only guarantee he could perform two more palm techniques.

Enough!

He once again poured all his remaining energy into the True Dragon Qi, preparing to launch another attack.

At that moment, the man in black suddenly asked in a deep voice: "It is indeed the Heavenly Thunder Palm. Who are you from the Xiang family"

"Qingchen, it's really you!" Xiang Tian roared, "Shame on you, a monk! You pried open the door, broke the lock, and injured someone inside. Do you have any shame left"

Toward Heaven had long suspected the mysterious figure in black was Qingchen Daoist Nun. Hearing her speak confirmed his suspicion. At the same time, he secretly grew wary; since she recognized Tianlei Palm, she must also be from one of the Four Great Families, and there was even a possibility she was related to his family.

Qing Chen didn't wait for him to answer and continued, "I know several of the younger generations of the Xiang family. Since you know Tian Lei Palm, you must not be an unknown person. Could it be... are you the child left behind by Xiang Ru Song"

Hearing this from Chen, she must not have turned to her family or the heavens. Thinking back on it, if she had met her father, she might even be able to turn an enemy into a friend. So she tentatively asked: "Do you know him"

"Who knew that Qingchen suddenly sneered: 'Truly the offspring of Xiang Rushong left behind, well then, I'll help your Xiang family clean up the door today!' "

Looking up at the sky, he was filled with both surprise and anger. He hadn't expected that the Four Great Families would all turn out to be the same kind of people. "That depends on whether you have the ability," he roared.

"Heavenly Thunder Palm, Second Style: Mount Tai Press Down!"

Toward the heavens, he charged with a thunderous roar, rushing towards Qingchen cloaked in black. He exuded an aura of power, like a dragon soaring and a tiger pouncing, his presence awe-inspiring.

"Die!"night and asked, "How do you know all this Didn't you say that you never practiced qigong or acupuncture before" "Hee hee," he said, "My masseuse teacher Chen the Blind had ancestors who were imperial...