Chapter 70

Hidden among the grass, the group of people did not look so good. The Divine Strategy Army that Wu Mouzi brought this time was clearly twice as many as they had expected. Not to mention the numbers, just the military appearance was three times stronger than that of ordinary armies. These Divine Strategy Army soldiers were all veterans of the battlefield, decisive and ruthless in killing, each of them having shed the blood of more than ten people. Facing such an army, let alone these junior disciples, even the elders of the sect would find it difficult to gain an advantage. "Senior Brother, what should we do?" The woman turned her head to look at her senior brother beside her. The man murmured, deep in thought for a long time: "The enemy's strength in the Divine Strategy Army is not weak, far exceeding our expectations. It will be difficult to succeed. We need to send a signal to the elders of our sect for help. Otherwise, even if we brothers fight to the death, it will be hard to kill Wu Mouzi." "But..." The woman's gaze shifted and fell on the man facing Wu Mouzi outside, feeling a pang of sympathy. "Are we just going to watch that person die at the hands of the bandits?" "There's nothing we can do about this. If we act rashly, we won't change the outcome, and we'll end up sacrificing all our brothers. It would be a loss." Bai Chen clearly didn't know that there was another group watching from the side. He only knew that the person in front of him had destroyed his sect and killed Ah Dai, whom he valued greatly. That was just an ordinary civilian, not even a martial artist. But he had been dragged into this, and thinking of this, Bai Chen's anger could not be contained. If he couldn't kill this beast today, he wouldn't have the face to bow before Ah Dai's memorial tablet. Wu Mouzi, however, was not in a hurry. Earlier, he had almost been driven into a corner by Bai Chen, partly because Bai Chen's skills were unexpected, and partly because he didn't have enough troops to command. Now, however, it was different. No matter how formidable Bai Chen was, he was just a mosquito trying to stop a cart in front of his army. He didn't need much effort to kill him. He was very clear about the difference between martial arts disputes and battlefield battles, which was why martial artists could never replace imperial power. Although a thousand troops were not many, it would be easy to wear down Bai Chen and that monster. So, without hesitation, Wu Mouzi set up the White Tiger Formation, which was a killing formation among the Four Symbols formations, best suited for surrounding and killing a small number of targets. Although it lacked the flexibility and defensive power of other formations, Wu Mouzi thought that even if Bai Chen and the artificial person fought, how many people could they kill? "Get out of the way!" The artificial person suddenly roared, sweeping his thick, broken chains with both arms, sending a dozen people flying. Such terrifying force was beyond human strength, and anyone hit was either dead or injured. However, more people surged toward them. Bai Chen took a deep breath; it was now a fight to the death. He could no longer hold back his skills, pulling his fists back and letting the swords and knives slash at his body. Under the night sky, the sound of metal clashing continuously echoed. Although these soldiers were skilled in martial arts, their killing power was far inferior to that of a先天高手 (先天高手 means a martial artist with innate abilities, which can be translated as "innate master" or "natural master"). They were not a threat to Bai Chen. Bai Chen didn't even increase his killing aura. The fifth move of the Seven Injuries Fist, the Kongtong Shadow, brought fiery shadows that rained down on the surrounding Divine Strategy Army. A series of惨叫声 (惨叫声 means cries of pain) and the sound of bones and flesh being torn echoed under the night sky. After one move, Bai Chen almost lost his balance, his chest filled with blood that he couldn't calm down. Looking around, no one was left alive; dozens of people had their heart meridians shattered. Bai Chen's killing aura was chilling, his body like a hellish demon, roaring fiercely in the cold wind. One move had already made the Divine Strategy Army tremble with fear. These two monsters!! Not only the Divine Strategy Army thought so, but even the people hidden in the grass were stunned. "This..." "Too terrifying, what kind of fist technique is this?" "A supreme martial art! This is a supreme martial art! Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve such overwhelming power." "Not just that fist technique, look at the fiery aura around him, making him impervious to weapons. Even if it's not a supreme external skill, it's probably very close." "A supreme martial art?" The group was somewhat shocked. The Tang Sect also had supreme martial arts, but only the sect leader was allowed to learn them. Even they, the outstanding disciples, did not have the资格 (资格 means qualification or right) to learn them. If this were to be revealed in the martial world, it would cause a bloodbath. Of course, it's not that junior disciples can't learn, but the first requirement is talent, and even one in ten thousand might not have the资格 (qualification or right). Fang Ziyuan and Tang Jian were both one in ten thousand martial geniuses in the Tang Sect, and among their peers, they were almost unmatched. But even with such talent, they had only learned half of a mid-level martial art. So, when they saw Bai Chen use the Seven Injuries Fist and the Fire Brand Iron Shirt, they were extremely shocked. "Could he be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley?" Fang Ziyuan wondered. In Shu, the only top sects were the Tang Sect and the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. The Tang Sect excelled in mechanisms and lightness skills, while the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was skilled in alchemy and poisons, with its leader, the Dongfang family, being hailed as the contemporary king of medicine. Now, encountering a young man younger than them but with extraordinary cultivation and skills, they naturally thought of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. Apart from the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, they couldn't believe any other sect in Shu could cultivate such a disciple. But Tang Jian shook his head, his brows furrowed. "Didn't you hear him say that the Divine Strategy Army destroyed his sect and killed his fellow disciples? A mere thousand Divine Strategy Army troops wouldn't dare to attack the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. Even ten thousand troops wouldn't be able to flatten it." "But, apart from the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, which sect in Shu can cultivate such a disciple?" "I can't figure out the details, and with that corpse king by his side, he could be a disciple of the Five Poisons or the Tianyi Sect." The power of Bai Chen's Kongtong Shadow was formidable, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward. Although they were all veterans of the battlefield, they had never encountered someone as ruthless as Bai Chen. One move killed dozens, and most of the bodies had their chests pierced. Those who managed to block a few punches with their weapons had their weapons shattered. This was terrifying to watch, and Wu Mouzi was equally astonished. He thought what he had seen earlier was Bai Chen's full strength, but he hadn't expected Bai Chen to have such a killing move. However, seeing Bai Chen's wobbling figure, he felt more at ease. It seemed this move couldn't be used often, and it had probably drained Bai Chen of most of his internal energy. "Attack, this boy is injured!" Wu Mouzi's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw that Bai Chen was almost at his limit. But what he didn't expect was that for Bai Chen, being injured was not a bad thing, but a good thing, a great good thing. The internal energy in his body was constantly being replenished by the killing aura. Originally, one punch had drained most of his internal energy, but now it was back. "Bai Chen, how are you?" The artificial person immediately protected Bai Chen, asking with concern. Bai Chen's face was pale, and the fiery aura around him had dimmed, but the killing aura in his eyes was even stronger, like a wild beast breaking free from its chains, wild and bloodthirsty. "I'm... fine!" At this moment, blood was gushing from Bai Chen's limbs, but it was unclear whether it was his own or that of the dead Divine Strategy Army soldiers. This added to his ferocity. For a moment, even with Wu Mouzi's orders, the Divine Strategy Army dared not step forward. "Can you still fight?" "Let's see who kills more bandits." The artificial person, equally filled with killing intent, let out a low, fierce laugh. "Boy, I know your skills, but when it comes to killing, you're not as good as me..." The two stopped talking, standing back-to-back. The surrounding Divine Strategy Army didn't move, and neither did they. For a moment, the chaotic sounds of battle disappeared. Silence— The two, one human and one corpse, were like fierce beasts waiting for the right moment. Everyone held their breath, both on and off the battlefield. It was like the calm before a storm, and everyone seemed to sense something, staring intently at the two. Even Wu Mouzi felt a sense of impending danger. He had never been pushed to such an extent by just two opponents, never! He didn't need Xu Daxian to report; he knew that the one who had rescued Guan Dongtian must be Bai Chen. In his view, the one called a monster was not just the artificial person but also Bai Chen. Suddenly, the artificial person and Bai Chen let out a sky-shaking roar. The artificial person pounced into the Divine Strategy Army like a tiger descending from the mountain, sweeping his broken chains, unstoppable. Bai Chen also launched his attack at the same time, his body like a rising fire dragon, sweeping through with fiery force. No one could withstand them; they were like tireless killing machines, thirsting for endless blood. In the blink of an eye, dozens more Divine Strategy Army soldiers were killed. Wu Mouzi was horrified. If this continued, the Divine Strategy Army he brought would be completely slaughtered. Not only that, but his own situation would become extremely dangerous. "Form the Black Tortoise Formation!" Wu Mouzi quickly changed the formation. The remaining Divine Strategy Army immediately repositioned, forming a large turtle shell with Wu Mouzi at the center. The artificial person and Bai Chen exchanged a glance, and the artificial person suddenly grabbed Bai Chen, using him as a projectile and throwing him fiercely toward Wu Mouzi. Bai Chen fell like a meteor, and to the Divine Strategy Army and Wu Mouzi, it was like a mountain collapsing. The Divine Strategy Army at the front, before even engaging in close combat, was already in disarray. Everyone's chests felt like they were under a heavy stone, making breathing extremely difficult. The sixth move of the Seven Injuries Fist, the Kunlun Annihilation!