Chapter 596: Stealing Kills [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
"I must have a serious talk with Xu Wenzhu later about how he raised his younger brother..." Liao Jia was multitasking, dealing with the battlefield while mentally preparing how to complain to Xu Jie. Is this how the word "临幸" (lín xìng) is used? And who taught him to use it like that?
Xu Quan, who was facing the enemy, shuddered.
Martial arts masters are the best at seizing opportunities.
His opponent thought he had an opportunity, but Xu Quan was the opportunist; how could he give anyone a chance? With a flashy and difficult counter-attack, the spear tip arrived before he even turned around. With a single strike, a cracked pattern appeared on his breastplate.
Even small fragments of armor fell down.
Xu Quan then said something very infuriating.
"Tsk tsk tsk, old man, is that armor of yours made of paper? It can't even withstand one or two shots from me, let alone defend the gate." He was handsome and had a youthful air about him, so when he started to mock people, he was particularly effective at drawing hatred. "Since there's only a few points of difference between wearing it and not wearing it, why don't you just take it off? I'll be happy, and you'll be happy too."
Upon hearing this, the opponent was instantly enraged.
The veins on his forehead bulged, as if he was about to explode with rage.
He said, "You little brat, don't be so arrogant!"
He followed a high-defense path, cultivating martial energy to temper his body, acquiring a body of bronze skin and iron bones. The most direct effect was reflected in his martial armor. The thickness of his martial armor scales was more than twice that of a martial artist of the same level. It was heavy and had high defense. When Bai Su fought him before, without Ning Yan's [Five Virtues of a General], a single sword strike from him wouldn't even leave a mark. He was like a thick-shelled tortoise.
Enemy attacks could hardly threaten his vital points.
However, Xu Quanwu was more courageous than him and took a swift and fierce approach, so breaking through his armor was not difficult.
The two forces clashed, and the shockwaves radiated outwards from the center, causing rain to pour in but not touch them.
"Look at you, you're already in your thirties or forties, and you've only managed to climb to the eighth-class level. Haven't you heard what 'a hundred years of wasted life without ambition' means?" Xu Quan's mouth kept babbling, and he didn't forget to smile and turn his head to avoid the weapon coming towards his face, continuing to spew trash talk, "I'm destined to meet your not-so-bright head today, so I'll show you a bright path—die early and be reborn, and when you're reincarnated, open your eyes wide and choose a body with high talent. Maybe you can also achieve early success like me, becoming a ninth-class fifth-level doctor at a young age."
"Hey, don't get so excited..."
Xu Quan summoned his martial spirit, leaping into the air and delivering a powerful downward kick, slamming his opponent's weapon into the ground with a resounding crash, sending mud and sand flying. The force was so great that his opponent couldn't immediately retract his weapon. The tip of Xu Quan's spear was pointed directly at his throat.
"I've always been charitable and generous, so I won't ask for much in return. Just offer me your head, and I'll help you break through. What do you want?" Xu Quan's spear was so fast that it was just a blur. He could tell whether he had hit the target with a single strike.
Somewhat regretfully: "You're not cooperating."
The martial artist retreated several feet with a livid expression.
His prized martial armor was riddled with cracks, and the repairs from his internal energy could not keep up with Xu Quan's destructive speed. In addition, the injury Bai Su had inflicted on his right arm left him struggling to cope with Xu Quan's combined physical and mental attacks.
Breathing was visibly difficult, and the exhaled stale air turned into puffs of white mist upon contact with the air, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
He couldn't understand—
When did Shen Tang acquire these military generals?
The young martial artist before them wasn't particularly strong, but he had a huge advantage: his age. The younger he was, the higher his potential. If given a decade or more to develop, who knew how high he could advance? His potential threat was immense.
Why would someone with such talent join Shen Tang's ranks?
Why haven't they become famous over the years?
Could this also be part of Shen Tang's strategy of biding his time?
Emmm...
This is somewhat demonizing Shen Tang.
Even if she intended to keep a low profile and suppress her subordinates, she could only suppress a few women like Bai Su—a sapling shouldn't face external storms before its roots have developed. What use is a great reputation? Didn't the Three Heroes of Chu Kingdom bring about their deaths because of this?
Survival is the only way; living a life of compromise is the only truth.
If you can live to become a big shot, when can you not amaze the world?
When can't one become famous?
Xu Quan and the others didn't become famous simply because they didn't have the opportunity.
There's no war to fight! I've never heard of any martial artist becoming famous by building bridges, roads, digging canals, digging wells, farming, or building kang beds!
When Qiu Cheng invaded Nanyu County, the most excited were the group of brave warriors below. They roared and howled like a bunch of energetic huskies that had been holding back for a long time, eager to rush out and release their energy and tear the enemy's house to pieces.
The enemy general couldn't figure it out, and he never had the chance to figure it out again.
Xu Quan coveted his head.
Why would we let the duck that's about to be beak fly away?
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his lord in the distance, sword in hand, overwhelming the lowly fifth-rank official with absolute superiority. He was using sword energy to toss the man like a ball, from east to west and back again, deliberately targeting areas where enemy soldiers were concentrated.
He rides the wind and clouds, his body clad in the glint of swords.
The entire process was smooth and beautiful.
The actual effect is bloody and violent.
No need to bother watching people's heads. The sword energy, several meters long, randomly selects the lucky ones; whoever it strikes will be reporting to the King of Hell.
Xu Quan: "..."
As a short weapon, the sword is less practical and lethal than spears, halberds, swords, and axes on the battlefield. It relies more on skill and is more vulnerable to close-range attacks from enemies wielding longer weapons. My lord's sword appears more delicate; at first glance, it seems to be more decorative than practical.
Its sharpness is only revealed when it is unsheathed.
Xu Quan withdrew his peripheral vision.
at the same time.
Qi Shan organized his ambush troops into a battle formation to fight against the enemy, while simultaneously keeping an eye on Chen Tang and Xu Quan with his "Three Minds, Two Minds" technique. Seeing their battle, he couldn't help but frown. Xu Quan chattered happily, as if he were the most important person in the world, but actually taking down his opponent was no easy task. Their martial arts levels were similar, the difference not insurmountable, and it would be difficult to determine a winner within a hundred moves.
But our lord is different.
Gong Shuwu had previously said that other martial artists were improving their martial courage, while she seemed to be recovering. She was able to hold her own against Gong Xichou back then, so how could it be difficult for her to become a ninth-rank, fifth-level doctor now? But right now, she seemed hesitant and restrained, as if she was worried about something.
It seems she is trying her best to avoid getting hurt.
how so?
Qi Shan knew this all too well.
I was moved, but I don't agree with it.
The battlefield is ever-changing, and life and death are unpredictable.
If one is always timid and hesitant, and makes a mistake that the enemy seizes upon, the consequence will be decapitation and death on the battlefield. Qi Shan whispered in Shen Tang's mind using a secret telepathic method.
Startled by the suddenness of the attack, Chen Tang shuddered and quickly finished.
The sword's edge kissed the other's carotid artery.
Amidst the blooming blood, his head was severed.
To cover up his embarrassment, he turned to look at Xu Quan and shouted, "Xu Wenshi, are you sure you can handle this? If not, let me take your place!"
_(:з」∠)_
I suddenly realized that what I'd been used to for so long was wrong.
(End of this chapter)
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