Chapter 30: Coercion (Please Vote)
Chapter 30: Coercion (Please Vote)
Southern Gate District.
"The Yuan He Mountain branch is said to have many masters, and since the demonic disaster, they've gathered a large number of martial artist scoundrels. . . If they all swarmed me, I'd be in a lot of trouble."
After all, a cultivator's magic power is also limited.
However, Fang Xi was still prepared to chew on this tough bone.
"To destroy Yuan He Mountain, one must first clip its wings. . ."
Fang Xi's plan was simple.
Since Yuan He Mountain's martial artists went out every day to gather supplies, he could simply lie in wait nearby and kill as many as emerged.
At this time, Black Stone City was rife with danger, and Yuan He Mountain might not notice at first!
After waiting for a while near the Yuan He Mountain outpost, Fang Xi saw a group of people emerge.
The one leading them was a woman with a cold, aloof demeanor.
"A woman? Chunyu, one of Yuan He Mountain's three biggest figures in this city?"
Fang Xi's eyes lit up: "You're the one!"
He had no qualms about not killing women.
As long as they were an enemy, the prettier and more talented they were, the more they deserved to die!
Because beauty and talent could very easily create variables!
And those who played it safe hated variables the most!
Fang Xi's footsteps were exceedingly light, like a nimble cat, as he effortlessly followed them.
To his surprise, this group did not infiltrate the inner city boundary; instead, they secretly split up and surrounded a dilapidated mansion.
Chunyu, dressed in a white gown, floated lightly into the mansion like a wisp of white cloud.
Bang!
A moment later, a loud bang echoed from within the mansion!
A rough, booming voice roared: "You stinking hags from Yuan He Mountain, I, Zhang Jun Ming, merely refused to submit, and you dare to come and besiege this old man? !"
This person was none other than Zhang Jun Ming.
At this moment, his muscles bulged all over his body, and his height suddenly grew by a head compared to normal, like a colossal divine general, as he charged Chunyu: "Take this punch!"
His five fingers, thicker than a radish, converged into a fist, striking out like a giant pestle, its might astonishing!
"The Cloud Whale Skill, truly worthy of being a top-tier third-rate martial art, comparable to some second-rate martial arts!"
Chunyu's body, however, was like paper, drifting lightly, completely unaffected by the force. A gust of the punch's wind sent her gently floating backward, her cherry lips slightly parted.
Cloud Whale Skill!
In ancient times, land strength revered the elephant, but in reality, in the ocean, there was the whale, whose immense strength far surpassed that of an elephant!
Even, in ancient times, there was a great demon called the 'Cloud Whale,' said to take the sky as its ocean, soaring like clouds.
The Zhang family ancestors, inspired by this, created the 'Cloud Whale Skill,' reputed as number one in defense and number one in titanic strength!
Once Zhang Jun Ming mastered the 'Cloud Whale Skill,' he had virtually no rivals among the martial hall masters in Black Stone City! He could even contend with true disciples of sects!
"What a pity. . . after all, it's merely a second-rate martial art!"
Chunyu's beautiful willow-like brows furrowed slightly, as if she truly felt pity for Zhang Jun Ming. Her jade-like finger pointed out: "Thunderbolt Finger!"
This was also a secret transmission of Yuan He Mountain, specialized in breaking all kinds of external hard martial arts!
Pfft, pfft!
Several tiny blood holes appeared on Zhang Jun Ming's body.
His face slightly pale, he halted his steps: "Why?"
He had merely refused a recruitment offer once, why would they send people to hunt him down?
Yuan He Mountain's style wasn't 'those who obey prosper, those who defy perish' before!
"I don't know either, but Uncle-Master Linghu personally gave the order, my apologies! " The light in Chunyu's eyes showed no change. Her figure floated forward like a white cloud, intent on breaking Zhang Jun Ming's limbs.
But at this moment, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Jun Ming's face: "You fell for it!"
He saw his entire body's muscles suddenly ripple like flowing water. The still-bleeding wounds were instantly forced shut and healed by the muscles. . . restoring his ability to strike!
This was a secret transmission within the 'Cloud Whale Skill'—Cloud Whale Flowing Body!
Once mastered, one could control all the muscles in their body, shifting the 'Achilles' heel' and fatal points of the Cloud Whale Skill!
One must know that any external hard qi cultivation method always has spots where True Force cannot reach; these are commonly known as 'weak points'.
Chunyu came from a major sect and possessed keen insight. Just now, she had used a pinpoint strike to break through Zhang Jun Ming's weak point!
But in reality, Zhang Jun Ming had not been struck in a fatal point; instead, he had feigned weakness, waiting for an opportune moment to strike!
"Crawl for this old man!"
At this moment, he took a deep breath, his chest heaving like a bellows. One palm rose high, descending from above, like a deity striking down with a Heaven-Overturning Seal!
Bang!
Chunyu saw something was wrong, but she couldn't retreat. She could only raise both hands high, forming seals like a lotus, barely managing to block.
After a loud bang, Chunyu flew backward, blood already overflowing from the corner of her mouth.
"Haha. . . sect disciples aren't so great after all! Come again!"
Zhang Jun Ming, like a demon king descended, strode forward with his thick legs, each step cracking the flagstones beneath him.
His fighting spirit soared to its limit, already capable of locking in victory ahead of time.
But at this very moment, several cries of alarm from children suddenly echoed from within the mansion.
It was Xiao Yun and Gou'er!
Zhang Jun Ming's expression changed drastically: "You. . . despicable!"
Last time, he had taken pity on those children and brought them along to care for them. He hadn't expected Yuan He Mountain to directly send people to capture them, clearly treating those children as his weakness.
Zhang Jun Ming's expression quickly regained its composure: "They're just a few street urchins, I'll kill you first before anything else!"
After all, he had been wandering the jianghu for a long time and wouldn't easily be coerced.
After all, surrendering now would be the biggest joke, easily dooming both the hostages and himself!
Only an idiot would choose that!
However, his moment of hesitation just now had given Chunyu precious time to adjust.
Her face pale, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, she now possessed an air of pitiable beauty, beyond her usual aloofness."Secret Technique—Seven-Needle Acupoint Piercing!"
Chunyu drove seven fine needles into her body. Not only did her injuries rapidly stabilize, but her True Force also surged!
Sect disciples, besides having cultivation methods far superior to ordinary martial artists, also possessed a great advantage: the various techniques and experiences summarized by their predecessors!
When this generationally-passed-down experience was pushed to its limit, it became an exclusive secret technique!
It could allow a martial artist to unleash strength beyond their own limits!
"White Lotus Seal Art!"
The next moment, Chunyu formed a seal with both hands. Her ten pristine white fingers moved with incredible dexterity, like a white lotus gently blooming amidst fire, as she subtly extended them towards Zhang Jun Ming's chest!
Bang!
Another loud bang.
Zhang Jun Ming's chest felt as if struck by a heavy hammer. He flew backward, landing on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
"Cough, cough. . . you won."
He looked at his chest, a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth: "Your target is me. I hope you can spare those who are unrelated. . ."
Chunyu slowly withdrew the seven silver needles from her acupoints. Just as she was about to speak, her expression suddenly shifted.
From within the mansion, several more screams echoed.
"Big brother!"
Gou'er, with Xiao Yun, ran out, helping Zhang Jun Ming up, shouting excitedly: "Just now, several bad guys came into the courtyard, and then this young man killed them. . ."
Only then did Zhang Jun Ming notice another person slowly emerging from the doorway: it was Fang Xi!
"It's you? Fang Xi from the White Cloud Martial Arts Hall?"
Chunyu also saw the young man, a strange mix of emotions in her heart.
Back then, when Fang Xi wanted to join Yuan He Mountain, it was she who had examined his aptitude and concluded it was unremarkable, which led to Linghu Yang's rejection.
Later, however, she heard news that he had joined a martial hall and had even rapidly achieved Blood-Qi Transformation.
This had deepened Chunyu's impression of him.
But seeing him today, it seemed he had made another breakthrough in the martial dao?
'If only we had taken him in back then. . . '
Chunyu felt regret in her heart, but her face showed no trace of it. Expressionlessly, she said: "Fang Xi, are you going to represent the White Cloud Martial Arts Hall and become an enemy of my Yuan He Mountain?"
"You don't need to scare me with Yuan He Mountain!"
Fang Xi sneered, taking three steps forward: "My presence here means that everyone near Yuan He Mountain is already finished. . . Now, it's your turn!"
When he first began to speak, he was still by Zhang Jun Ming's side, but by the time the last word fell, he had already arrived before Chunyu.
Fang Xi gently raised his right hand, bringing it down as if swatting a fly.
Crackling sounds!
As his palm descended, a strange sound emanated from within his body, like popping beans.
Chunyu's expression drastically changed: "Muscles and bones resonating? True Force entering the marrow? Impossible. . ."
She formed a lotus seal with both hands, each step beneath her skirt seemingly giving birth to a lotus as she rapidly retreated.
But no matter how she retreated, Fang Xi remained right before her eyes, leaving Chunyu to watch that palm descend in despair!
Splat!
She was sent flying by a single palm strike. In mid-air, an unknown number of her ribs shattered, and she finally slammed heavily against a wall, slowly sliding down like a hung painting.
"Too weak, too weak."
"Is this all the strength a so-called true disciple of Yuan He Mountain possesses?"
Fang Xi shook his head, yet he hadn't considered that his True Force and blood-qi, in the eyes of a True Force martial artist, were already akin to a monster's.
And furthermore. . .
Zhang Jun Ming's mouth twitched as he struggled to suppress the curses on his lips: 'Damn it. . . if I hadn't already taken half her life, would you be getting this easy pick-up? '
Unfortunately, he dared not voice that thought.
After all, this was indeed a ferocious individual!
With that terrifyingly profound True Force, even at his peak, he wasn't confident he could defeat him.
"You. . ."
Chunyu, blood spilling from her mouth, still wanted to say something.
But Fang Xi had no intention of being gentle with a jade-like beauty. He knocked her unconscious with a single hand chop, then looked at Zhang Jun Ming.
"What are you going to do to our big brother? " Gou'er and Xiao Yun immediately stepped in front of Zhang Jun Ming.
"Nothing much. . ."
Fang Xi waved his hand: "Brother Zhang, Yuan He Mountain treated you like this, do you wish for revenge?"
"Revenge?"
Zhang Jun Ming gazed at Fang Xi seriously for a moment: "You want to win me over? Fine. . . I owe you a life, so I'll help you this once!"
He had also endured Yuan He Mountain for a long time.
"Good!"
Fang Xi nodded, then lifted Chunyu and departed.
His light-body technique was astonishing. Carrying Chunyu, who weighed over a hundred jin, felt like nothing. In a flash, he found a quiet, deserted courtyard.
He casually found a room and tossed Chunyu onto the bed.
Seeing the woman's disheveled hair and paper-white face, he smiled thoughtfully, rubbing his fingers together. . .
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