With three seconds remaining, the bomb exploded, the huge sound and the shattered flesh, blood, and other dismembered parts scattered everywhere. The shockwave also left Dao Cheng's subordinates and many more of his obstructors battered and bruised, with some missing arms and legs.
The smoke from the explosion, along with the steam from the potent poison, enveloped more than half of the battlefield, leaving only the remaining uncovered corners.
Dao Cheng lifted a piece of wall that had been broken off during the battle and was blocking the way into the air. He used his bamboo umbrella to support the boulder and spun it rapidly. The fine force chipped away at the wall and created a vortex of wind that brought the rest of the people into the light snow.
The screams were now more frequent and louder than before, but Dao Chengyi had left the alley without a trace, not even a leaf touching him.
Standing at a higher point in the alley, several veteran judges were also giving their comments with pens and paper. One of them, an old man holding a wind chime stick, was particularly delighted.
"A good teacher is one who transcends his physical limitations, possessing both a fierce spirit and a gentle touch. He rises from humble beginnings to achieve great things. Who says that ordinary people cannot be heroes?"
"First-class martial arts talent, first-class comprehension, first-class skill application—a triple threat! Another prominent figure has been added to the Louzhou list."
The old man's praise naturally aroused the curiosity of others, because compared to the locals of Qingmang City, this old man was a folk gatherer from Fuzhou, also known as a know-it-all, who was responsible for collecting and compiling materials for those famous lists and news from various places.
"Master Mo, is this boy truly worthy of your high praise? I can see that besides his skill and agility just now, his comprehension is also evident."
As the martial arts instructors under the supervision of the government, Dao Chengyi was naturally a key target and deserved to be specifically watched by a martial arts instructor.
"That's because you're too one-sided. You can only see his little trick, but you can't see the performance of the subordinates who follow Dao Chengyi."
"Martial arts schools don't teach at this level. It all comes down to that kid's understanding of martial arts, which he breaks down and feeds to these guys. With that kind of comprehension, how could he not be a top-tier student? Or can you do it so easily?"
The third elder of the Mu family looked at the government martial arts master with a mocking expression. He was personally stationed here to prevent certain villains from personally intervening.
"Isn't it a bad idea to let him keep killing? There are 110 people here, half of them are martial artists, although most of them are just low-potential individuals."
Normally, a maximum of twenty or so people would be considered to be blocking the way, but the sheer number of people in Daocheng's case can only be described as highly favored and valued.
Everyone was curious about what he could do, so they gathered so many people, most of whom were former members of the Golden Rat Gang in the north of the city who had surrendered. These people were transferred here after the gang was destroyed.
The result? They were casually slaughtered by nineteen people! Especially that obviously abnormal simpleton, who was even more terrifying than the others taking on three opponents at once. He could take on twenty martial artists as easily as drinking water or eating rice, without even breaking their skin!
"Just have more children. What's a bunch of useless people? They're just wasting resources. Didn't Master Li make some progress in his research on that jade toad? One person can have three children, and a martial artist can have one child after a year of hard work. Isn't that much better than this bunch of useless people?"
The third elder of the Mu family didn't care at all. Are martial artists rare? Not at all. A martial arts school can train at least twenty per year. A village with a flesh demon can train three to five every year. Especially now that the Jade Toad with Many Children has emerged, it is their honor that a bunch of consumables can achieve hero fame!
and……
The Third Elder looked at the other onlookers. These guys might cause trouble this winter, so it was good to expend some of their strength.
"Wanting both fame and survival? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Let's keep following him and see what kind of evaluation this kid gets in the end."
The wind chimes jingled, and the old man leaped up, spreading his sleeves as he soared away like a great bird.
The others exchanged glances and also used their lightness skills to leave, while those on the ground were abandoned by them, amidst the crunching sounds of chewing.
A man covered in blood tried to escape, but the next second, a large, withered hand grabbed his head and forcefully flipped it off, scattering blood and sweat everywhere. A life was lost just like that.
As the white mist dissipated, accompanied by the sounds of heavy objects pounding the ground and muddy messes, the carnage slowly subsided.
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