Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning

Su Mo’s question was somewhat abrupt.

This immediately caused the escort masters to look over with some caution.

Su Mo smiled slightly:

"I have a rudimentary understanding of Qihuang Skill, that’s why I spoke up abruptly, pardon me."

The escort masters’ eyes suddenly brightened.

The Head of the Escort, Chen, sighed and forced a smile:

"I see, but concerning my injury... Alas, I still dare not trouble you, brother."

"Head of the Escort, Chen."

A young man quickly spoke up:

"At this juncture, please do not say such things; the Vice Leader and Mr. Nan went to retrieve the escort goods.

"While we’re waiting here, we can’t just let your injury continue to worsen.

"Although we’re not sure if this... this brother can save you,

"we can only try treating a dead horse like a living one; what if he really is Master Xinglin?"

These words immediately caused a glare of anger.

Someone spoke up to reprimand:

"Don’t speak nonsense, how can you talk about treating a dead horse as a living one? Head of the Escort, Chen is a person, even if he’s dying, he’s not a dead horse!"

Everyone immediately glared angrily at the person who spoke.

Both dead people and dead horses sound unpleasant, don’t they?

Hearing this, Su Mo’s brows furrowed slightly.

Vice Leader and Mr. Nan?

He pondered briefly and asked:

"So you are originally part of an escort agency.

"Which escort agency do you belong to?"

Head of the Escort, Chen, forced a smile, his face pale:

"We have caused you to laugh. We are from Yulong Escort Agency... Alas... very well, since there’s nothing to do now, if you don’t mind the trouble, brother, please take a look at my injury."

"Alright."

Su Mo nodded and came forward.

Although he is clueless about medical skill,

he was exposed a lot to Little Situ’s pulse-checking method, which he clearly observed. Although he doesn’t understand the details, picking up the gestures is not difficult.

He placed his hand on the meridian and slightly probed with Inner Strength.

Su Mo was taken aback.

Inside Head of the Escort, Chen’s body, there was an unusual force lingering.

This force hindered his own Inner Strength from gathering.

Initially, this was not a problem, but if it persisted, it wouldn’t just affect the recovery of internal injuries; his martial arts skills would be rendered useless.

The thought brought a change in color to his face:

"Head of the Escort, Chen, what sinister dark martial arts technique has caught you?"

"Brother, you have a good eye."

A hint of hope flashed in Head of the Escort, Chen’s eyes as he thought briefly and opened his chest garment.

There, on his chest, was a purple handprint.

The handprint was slightly concave, pressing his chest half an inch inward.

However, it did not take his life.

Yet if the Hand Power was not removed, living would be a continuous torment.

Head of the Escort, Chen spoke:

"I was struck by the An Jiu Palm.

"The Hand Power lingers and grows deeper over time, further occupying my body.

"For now, I’m alright, but if left unchecked, I only have three months to live."

"Indeed, it is this poisonous palm!"

Su Mo softly nodded, pretending to understand.

In reality, he knew nothing about the so-called An Jiu Palm.

However, speaking this way prevented him from appearing inexperienced and untrustworthy.

Head of the Escort, Chen saw that he knew, and wasn’t surprised, just looked at him:

"Brother, can you save me?"

"It’s not that difficult."

Su Mo smiled and then said:

"But I must offend slightly!"

At these words, he reached out a hand to place a palm against the center of Head of the Escort, Chen’s palm.

Inner Strength was slowly infused.

Actually, with Su Mo’s Inner Strength, expelling the An Jiu Palm from Head of the Escort, Chen’s body would not be difficult and could be done in an instant.

But if done like that, it might cause unease among Head of the Escort, Chen, and the others.

A high-skilled martial artist whose origins are unknown, even if he saves them, wouldn’t gain immediate trust.

But if he were a lesser-skilled martial artist but knowledgeable in Qihuang Skill, although his origins were unknown, they would be less wary.

After all, the latter gives them a feeling that the situation is under their control.

Therefore, when Su Mo infused Inner Strength, it appeared to be exceedingly challenging.

Yet in a matter of moments, he was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily.

This sight caused the escort masters around to tense up.

Afraid that Su Mo could not continue.

At this moment, Su Mo suddenly let out a sigh of relief, followed by grasping Head of the Escort, Chen’s wrist, pulling and tossing him, causing him to spin around.

With his back facing him, Su Mo then moved his fingers quickly.

Poking ten or more times on Head of the Escort, Chen’s back.

The last palm printing on his back’s central point.

In an instant, energy traveled along the Du Meridian, Inner Strength moving through, transferring from Zhongfu Acupoint to the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin.

It journeyed along both arms, reaching the Taiyuan acupoint.

Then Su Mo shouted softly:

"Raise your hands!!"

Without thinking, Head of the Escort, Chen raised both palms. He felt his Taiyuan acupoint pulsing, followed by the sound of air escaping.

Chichi, chichi, chichi!

One seamless breath ended instantly.

At this point, Su Mo finally took a deep breath and wiped the sweat dripping from his hair with his sleeve.

He wore a Human Skin Mask, though sweat didn’t appear on his face.

So he simply forced the sweat out from his head, letting it flow on his face to present a tired image.

Seeing this, some escort masters helped Su Mo up, while another group anxiously asked about Head of the Escort, Chen’s condition.

Head of the Escort, Chen’s eyes shone brightly:

"Brother... such great skill!!

"This An Jiu Palm carries a renowned name, yet you forcibly expelled it."

"Alas..."

Su Mo waved his hand:

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