Chapter 278: Chapter 202: Breaking into Twelve Linked Rings (Part 2)
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every time this person took a step, the ground would rumble, truly making one suspect his tonnage.
Qin Yuesheng naturally was not afraid; this Twelve Linked Rings was his whetstone. As a well-known force in Jiangnan, there existed an astonishing number of inner strength masters here, enough for him to freely indulge in a fight and test the various martial arts he had learned.
The fat man leapt onto the city wall, and immediately swung his twin axes towards Qin Yuesheng. Qin Yuesheng reached out with the Star-Picking Hand, and the Celestial Demon Evil Blade embedded in the floor flew into his hand.
He blocked horizontally with the blade, meeting the fat man’s axes head-on.
Ka Ka Ka!
Qin Yuesheng stepped back three steps, his feet plowing two long furrows into the ground.
Qin Yuesheng’s eyes lit up. The fat man’s strength indeed exceeded his expectations; if it were anyone else, their arms would have long been numbed by this strike, directly losing the ability to fight.
But Qin Yuesheng was not weak either, just enough to counter the opponent’s strength, though at the cost of stepping back a bit, losing a bit of face.
He did not know, the fat man’s heart was even more shaken.
As someone born with great strength, able to lift a massive cauldron in adulthood and a cow in prime age, and having cultivated an external forging skill to enhance his strength, the fat man had always been confident in his physical might, rarely finding a match.
But now, he met one.
Qin Yuesheng possessed strength clearly not inferior to his; if it really came to a contest, who would win or lose was hard to say. The fat man’s face creased, filled with an expression of surprised doubt.
All of this happened in an instant. The fat man quickly swept his twin axes along the handle of the Celestial Demon Evil Blade, aiming to cut Qin Yuesheng’s fingers. Qin Yuesheng simultaneously let go, allowing the blade to fall freely, but as it was about to hit the ground, he deftly flicked it up with his toes, catching it back into his hand.
"Take my axe!" the fat man shouted, his twin axes swinging down with the force of splitting a mountain.
Qin Yuesheng countered with the Black Dragon Sword, slashing out in reverse, sword shadows weaving endlessly. In an instant, the fat man’s body surface was covered in hundreds of cuts.
At that moment, the fat man’s axes also accurately struck Qin Yuesheng’s shoulder.
But...
Qin Yuesheng stood motionless, seemingly untouched by the blow.
Beads of cold sweat oozed from the fat man’s forehead.
His attack was blocked by Qin Yuesheng’s inner strength; he could feel it.
His inner strength couldn’t stop Qin Yuesheng’s sword technique, yet Qin Yuesheng could withstand his axe blows, which was quite telling.
But Qin Yuesheng was an intruder. Even knowing that he wasn’t a match for him, the fat man couldn’t retreat, for this was the Twelve Linked Rings.
"Rise! Pig King Cloak Axe!" The fat man stomped his left foot, causing all his fat to quiver wildly, and the ground cracked beneath him like a spider web.
A wild boar’s form manifested behind the fat man, with two long, curved tusks smashing down towards Qin Yuesheng.
Boom!
The violent wind swept down like fallen leaves, the force on the fat man’s axes growing heavier and heavier, each strike stronger than the last. Qin Yuesheng blocked with the Black Dragon Sword, his wrist tingling slightly.
The strength he was exerting now was nearly reaching the power of nine horses!
Qin Yuesheng rarely found someone to challenge his strength directly, so he abandoned the Celestial Demon Evil Blade and, holding the Black Dragon Sword, engaged the fat man in a fierce contest.
The axe clashed against the sword, the sword against the axe, neither dodging nor hiding.
The terrifying force transmitted through their legs to the city wall beneath, causing the ground to relentlessly shatter, even beginning to collapse.
"Run! This place is going to collapse!"
The surrounding pirates could no longer stand as spectators. The collapse of this section of the city wall under the two men’s assault was only a matter of time. If they stayed, they might not have time to escape, risking burial under the rubble, crushed to pieces.
Qin Yuesheng’s attacks grew fiercer, wielding a sword once used by Bai Yue Sword Saint like a chopping knife.
The fat man employed axe techniques, whereas Qin Yuesheng relied solely on his inner strength and power, not aiming for a swift kill but rather trying to break the fat man’s axe utterly.
As time passed, the fat man grew more fearful. People had limits; after fighting Qin Yuesheng, he felt exhaustion and fatigue. But in contrast, Qin Yuesheng seemed not to know what fatigue was, his strength not weakened but growing ever more intense.
The fat man sensed it was not looking good, realizing he had provoked a fearsome adversary this time. Such a master was beyond him, needing perhaps for the Twelve Dock Lords to personally arrive for any chance at a fight.
Seizing an opportunity, the fat man flicked aside Qin Yuesheng’s sword momentum with his axes and retreated, intending to leave. However, Qin Yuesheng would not allow it, snatching the Celestial Demon Evil Blade and leaping forth with a whistling slash towards the fat man.
Seven Great Limits of Heaven and Earth: Collapse the Mountain!
Crash!
The entire towering section of the city wall collapsed in an instant, toppling like a landslide.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
In the eyes of Zhao Quan and his group on the sea, they saw the originally intact city wall of the Twelve Linked Rings suddenly crumble, stones falling and dust billowing as though someone had detonated black gunpowder there.
"This, this should be the young master’s doing, right?" Zhao Quan said in surprise.
"Probably." Guo Jiuqu stiffly nodded.
The dust impaired visibility greatly.
Qin Yuesheng looked at the fat man, whose remains were nowhere to be seen, then flicked the blood from the Celestial Demon Evil Blade with a wave of his hand.
This person had about the strength of the Fourth Layer of the Internal Power Realm, and was a well-known expert in Jiangnan martial arts. Yet today, he died without a chance to fight back under Qin Yuesheng’s blade.
This wasn’t because he was too weak, but because Qin Yuesheng was too strong.
With strength at the Fifth Layer of the Internal Power Realm coupled with divine skills, unless a master of the Seventh or Eighth Layer appeared, no one could stop him.
And as Qin Yuesheng knew, within the entirety of Jiangnan martial arts, such skilled masters were few and far between, some perhaps already traveling abroad.
"The Dock Lord is up ahead. General Fat is currently entangled with him, but it seems like he’s no match for that man." A pirate led the way at a fast pace, followed by a middle-aged man in a red robe.
This person wore a crown and held an iron pen, resembling more a government official than a martial artist.
If there were someone familiar with the Jiangnan Hundred Soldiers List, they would instantly recognize this man as the ninth-ranked ’Iron Pen Judge’ Du Xiaoqing.
When Du Xiaoqing arrived near that section of the city wall, before he could even assess the situation, the sound of an explosion akin to black gunpowder going off shook the air, and a section of the wall began an irreversible collapse before his eyes.
The city wall, regarded by Twelve Linked Rings as the Iron Wall of the Sea, had collapsed in broad daylight!
Du Xiaoqing’s eyes widened in disbelief, finding it hard to accept that such a thing had actually happened.
What great power, to cause the city wall of Twelve Linked Rings to collapse. Could it be? Had the enemy come with massive amounts of black gunpowder?
"Dock Lord, this..." The pirate leading Du Xiaoqing was also stunned.
To be honest, none in Twelve Linked Rings had ever witnessed such a scene.
The Twelve Linked Rings had twelve Dock Lords; Du Xiaoqing was one of them. In such a situation, while others could panic, as Dock Lord, he had to remain calm to stabilize his subordinates. Otherwise, seeing their Dock Lord panic, they would certainly not stay calm.
Therefore, Du Xiaoqing directly took his iron pen and ran towards the collapsing wall.
No matter the outcome, he had to go and see.
The sea breeze was strong, quickly dispersing the dust cloud from the collapse, revealing the ruins within.
On the rubble, a figure holding a long knife stood out prominently. As Du Xiaoqing drew near, his face froze in surprise.
Someone was still alive?
"Cough." Qin Yuesheng looked down at Du Xiaoqing: "If you don’t want to die, go and gather all the masters from your Twelve Linked Rings. You alone are not enough."
Du Xiaoqing’s face grew solemn, and he couldn’t help but tighten his grip on the iron pen.
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