Chapter 62: Breaking Through to Martial God (Congratulations to Alliance Master Satan in the Moonlight! )
Chapter 62: Breaking Through to Martial God (Congratulations to Alliance Master Satan in the Moonlight! )
The moon was bright, the stars sparse.
Around the Youjian Martial Arts Hall, an inexplicable quiet had settled.
“Midnight! Mind your candles! ”
The patrolling night watchman, clanging his copper gong and clacking his bamboo clapper, slowly walked down the street.
The gates of Three Yuan City, large and small, were tightly shut. The garrison (garrison) had even been changed, calling in the more formal Dingzhou Army.
On this night, countless people found themselves unable to sleep.
The wind swept through the towers, presaging a mountain storm!
At the Youjian Martial Arts Hall, on the training ground.
As for whether Qing Sang and Qing Mu could escape, he wasn't overly concerned.
After all, if he was fine, they would certainly be fine.
If he himself couldn't protect himself, then what use was worrying about them?
As for being captured and used to threaten him? He was never a man to be threatened.
“Spirit integrating with heaven and earth, the unity of man and nature? ”
As he performed the moving exercises, Fang Xi felt his True Vigor erupting continuously with every punch and kick, vibrant to an extreme degree.
Just a hair's breadth away, it would burst forth from his limbs and bones, transforming into an even more profound power!
Swoosh!
Just then, a figure seemed to materialize directly from the darkness, darting out like a giant python. Muscles rippled on its arm, its nails were terrifyingly sharp, and veins bulged menacingly like the claws of a wild beast, as it launched a surprise attack on Fang Xi!
Bang!
Fang Xi seemed to have anticipated it, pressing his right palm down to block the sneak attack, his Hunyuan True Vigor exploding with force!
Rip!
In the darkness, a flash of lightning seemed to appear, and the attacker's figure abruptly froze.
In a contest between experts, that split second of advantage was already enough to determine victory!
Fang Xi's left hand, fingers pressed together, formed a fist. Like a divine giant swinging an axe to split mountains, he was about to smash it out, but then suddenly paused, drawing a half-circle, and struck towards another spot.
Bang, bang!
The courtyard wall was directly smashed through, leaving a large hole. From within, a Martial Master over three meters tall, with bulging muscles and black-iron skin, burst out. As his hands crossed, a beast-like roar seemed to echo:
“Secret Technique: Myriad Beast Roar! ”
Fang Xi's mid-strike change of direction resulted in his fist landing squarely on the assailant's inevitable path.
The opponent's expression shifted rapidly as he crossed his arms, shielding his chest.
Immediately after, he let out a painful groan, his arms snapping with glimpses of pale bone, and was sent flying backward at an even greater speed.
But seizing this opportunity, the dark figure who had initially ambushed Fang Xi also leaped away, landing on the courtyard wall. Its movement technique was astonishing, but its stature was very short, like a dwarf.
“Ghost-Feared Fang Leng? ”
The dwarf's eyes, emerald green, emitted a venomous voice: “Damn it, we need more money. . . The intelligence from the provincial government is completely off. Where is this a Third-step Martial Master? Didn't you see Old Lion's arm was broken? This is a peak expert, a Fourth-step Martial Master! I'd believe it if you said he was a Half-step Grandmaster! ”
“I knew it. After revealing my identity in broad daylight, something like this was bound to happen. ”
Fang Xi stood with his hands withdrawn, looking in all directions: “Come out, all of you! ”
Swish, swish!
With the rustle of clothes, figures appeared one after another.
Beside the dwarf stood another tall figure, covered in golden fur with limp arms dangling before him—it was none other than ‘Iron Lion’, the one who had attacked earlier!
In addition, atop the roof stood a tall woman in a purple dress, holding a pair of Mandarin Duck Axes.
From the main gate, a one-eyed old man with a full head of silver hair, smoking a pipe, slowly walked in: “Ghost-Feared. . . You have repeatedly violated the law, yet you dare to be so brazen? How about we take a step back? You vow never to enter Three Yuan City, and we old fellows will retreat. What do you say? ”
Though all those who dared to surround and kill Ghost-Feared were at least Third-step Martial Masters, experts with steel-sinewed and iron-boned physiques, even experts had families and livelihoods and didn't wish to risk their lives casually.
If Fang Leng were merely a Third-step Martial Master, that would be one thing, but now that their target's strength far exceeded expectations, peace was naturally preferable.
“Haha. . . So this is the imperial court, outwardly fierce but inwardly weak! ”
Fang Xi shook his head: “However. . . I need you all to complete my final step! ”
As he spoke, his body suddenly swelled, muscles bulging, countless blue veins writhing like pythons across them.
As the last word fell, Fang Xi had already arrived before the old man, his broad, fan-like hand descending upon him.
“Reverse Seven Stars! ”
Though the one-eyed old man was smoking a dry pipe, his movements were incredibly agile. His pipe jabbed repeatedly, aiming for Fang Xi's vital acupuncture points.
The pipe sliced through the air, emitting a terrifying hissing sound!
The next instant, their figures crossed.
Puff, puff!
Red spots appeared on Fang Xi's body, but his flesh rapidly squirmed, forcefully healing the wounds.
The old man, however, retreated a few steps, coughing incessantly: “Cough, cough. . . Spirit and Vigor United? He truly is a grand expert of the Fourth-step Martial Master realm. . . Quick, retreat! This man has gone mad, seeking to break through to Grandmaster via a life-and-death battle. We mustn't benefit him; immediately activate Emergency Plan Bravo, send in the Dingzhou Army! ”
As he spoke, he was already retreating wildly.
But Fang Xi was faster. His footsteps were like a snake's, already upon the one-eyed old man.
“How audacious! ”
The woman in purple let out a sharp cry, her Mandarin Duck Axes striking first from behind, already reaching Fang Xi's back.
The short dwarf and Iron Lion, one on the left and one on the right, struck with fierce and powerful boxing techniques, aiming for Fang Xi's vital points.
Clearly, this was an attack on his must-defend spots!
Even if Fang Xi could kill the one-eyed old man, taking a simultaneous assault from three Martial Masters would likely mean death!
“Hiss, hiss! ”
At this critical juncture, all four suddenly heard Fang Xi's breathing simultaneously.
The sound was like an ancient giant python, or a thousand-year-old spirit turtle, rumbling. . . The courtyard wind howled, yet it seemed to be entirely sucked into Fang Xi's nose and mouth, causing his chest to rise high.
“Ha! ”
The next moment, a thunderclap instantly exploded within the courtyard.
Amidst the rolling sound waves, a terrifying vigor and spiritual force seemed to ripple, causing all four, save the old man, to momentarily fall into a daze.It was this split-second difference that allowed Fang Xi to move a step faster, pressing his palm onto the old man's head: “Secret Technique: Hunyuan Wuji! ”
Bang!
His palm descended like an overturning Heaven-Sealing Seal, or Mount Tai pressing down, his large hand pressing the old man's head, crushing him inch by inch into the ground!
The one-eyed old man's lower body was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, clearly beyond saving.
It was only then that Fang Xi turned, catching the purple-clad woman's Mandarin Duck Axes.
“Die! ”
But the split-second opportunity Fang Xi had created only allowed him to intercept the woman's Mandarin Duck Axes; the dwarf's and Iron Lion's punches and kicks still landed on his body!
Clang!
The punches and kicks, imbued with Martial Master True Vigor, struck Fang Xi's body, yet they rang out like blows against a bronze bell.
“No. . . this is. . . ? ”
The dwarf retreated violently, staring at his own hands, which were now covered in bloody holes. A thought of extreme terror suddenly flashed through his mind: “Aura? ”
Beneath the moonlight, Fang Xi's clothes where he had been struck were completely shredded, revealing his pristine skin.
And upon his skin, a thin layer of blood-colored Martial God True Aura had materialized!
This True Aura only condensed for an instant before dissipating, yet it had saved Fang Xi from severe injury!
“You’ve already broken through to Grandmaster? ! ”
The purple-clad woman's shrill voice tore through the night.
“Almost. . . but I've found the way. ”
Fang Xi smiled faintly, pointing a finger out.
The purple-clad woman immediately withdrew her Mandarin Duck Axes to defend, crescent-shaped blades of light protecting her body impregnably.
Even Fang Xi's finger could only reach three inches before her forehead before it had to stop.
But that was enough!
Martial God True Aura can be projected beyond the body!
A thin, blood-red True Aura suddenly appeared on Fang Xi's fingertip, piercing through the purple-clad woman's forehead, vanishing in a flash.
A red dot appeared on the purple-clad woman's forehead, her body froze, and her blood and qi instantly dissipated.
“Run! ”
Iron Lion roared, stepping forward to block Fang Xi.
The dwarf let out a strange yelp and turned to flee!
This Ghost-Feared was too terrifying!
Besieged by their combination, he not only didn't flee but brazenly counter-killed two of them!
He even broke through to Grandmaster during the fight itself!
“By Dingzhou Army command, flatten this courtyard! ”
As he fled out of the small martial arts hall, he saw the elite Dingzhou Army clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons on the street, especially their crossbows, and felt a measure of relief.
Even if he was a Grandmaster, what then?
Surrounded by a martial artist army like the Dingzhou Army, with crossbows and expert containment, he would still die!
The dwarf escaped into the military formation, panting urgently, but a surge of grief welled up in his heart. To buy him time to escape, Iron Lion must have already died at the hands of that brutal man!
“Form the Wind Elephant Formation, advance! ”
Within the Dingzhou Army, a commanding officer with golden beast-head armor on his left shoulder immediately gave the order.
Waves of armored soldiers surged forward, completely surrounding the martial arts hall.
“Crossbows ready. . . fire! ”
Chh, chh!
Amidst the sounds of mechanisms engaging, arrows shot into the courtyard.
“By chance, a divine sword took flight for sport, razing Zhongnan's foremost peak, its stronghold! ”
A figure with a Profound Iron Shield floating beside him emerged from the courtyard, holding a slender golden sword, reciting a long, melodic chant.
The next moment!
A sword light flew from his hand; the armored soldiers in its path were sliced cleanly like paper. The sword light expanded, engulfing the dwarf Martial Master and the commanding officer, then vanished.
The Dingzhou Army stared blankly at this scene, and only after the person had left did they erupt in terrified shouts: “Commanding officer. . . the commanding officer is dead! ”
In the distant darkness.
Fang Xi retracted his Golden Flood Dragon Sword, feeling most of his magical power depleted, and couldn't help but smile wryly: “Superior-grade artifacts really should only be used in late-stage Qi Refinement. Forcibly using them consumes too much magical power. . . ”
“Ah well, since I've broken through, I can finally go back and see. ”
His figure flickered, then vanished without a trace.
...
Under the same night sky.
Bang!
Qing Mu, the simpleton, swung his fist with all his might, sending another martial artist flying.
Qing Sang huddled behind Qing Mu, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Ever since night fell, they had been attacked by mysterious figures and were now pushed to the brink of despair!
However, at this critical moment, a flare ignited from outside the city.
The mysterious attackers surrounding them suddenly retreated en masse.
As Qing Mu and Qing Sang exchanged bewildered glances, a carriage galloped along the official road. From it descended an amiable old patriarch.
He saw Qing Mu and the other, and a smile immediately spread across his face:
“Young heroes. . . This old man represents the officials and aristocratic families of the prefecture. Please rest assured, from now on, no one will dare to harm you. . . ”
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