bookcurios Chapter 662 Fame Spreads Throughout the World 10
Chapter 662 Fame Spreads Throughout the World 10
The deafening clang of metal against metal made people's eardrums go numb!
The heavy bronze axe in Cheng Sanjin's hand flew out of his hand!
He was thrown off the ground by an overwhelming force, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into the wall of people at the edge of the stage!
The crowd gasped and scattered. Cheng Sanjin fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood. He struggled a couple of times and then stopped moving, clearly too badly injured to survive.
Lei Baisheng withdrew his fist, flicked his wrist, and surveyed the entire arena with disdain. His roar shook the banners around the ring, making them flutter loudly: "Trash! Next!"
Bloodlust and ferocity were instantly ignited! Amidst shouts and cheers, challengers stepped onto the ring one after another.
The swift swordsman moved like the wind, his sword flashing like a rain of lightning as he stabbed at the joints of Lei Baisheng's body!
Lei Baisheng didn't dodge at all. His muscular arms swept across like steel pillars. The sword light collided with flesh and blood, making a crisp "clanging" sound and sparks flying everywhere!
The swordsman's tiger's mouth split open, his longsword slipped from his hand, and a giant hand slammed into his chest, the sound of his sternum collapsing clearly audible. He flew off the stage like a broken sack.
Another master of judo, who has mastered the "Eighteen Falls with Clothes on Clothes," attempted to entangle and deflect the force, his arms clinging to the opponent like a serpent.
Lei Baisheng let out a sinister laugh, allowing him to wrap his arms around Lei's! He stomped his foot hard! Boom! The entire arena shook! His entire body suddenly erupted with powerful energy!
With a few sharp "ripping" sounds, the sleeves and flesh of the contortionist master's arms were torn apart and flung away by the violent force! The screams stopped abruptly as Lei Baisheng casually tossed the master off the stage like trash.
Beneath the arena lay a pile of groans and howls of the defeated, their severed limbs and glaring bloodstains soaking into the cracks of the bluestone slabs, adding to the tragic scene.
"Is that all you've got? Not even enough to warm me up!" Lei Baisheng, like a bloodthirsty demon, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm streaked with blood.
The commotion at the east entrance suddenly intensified, like hot oil being poured into cold water.
"The Iron Falcon is here!"
"Look at Xu Bao!"
The crowd automatically parted to create a path. Scarface and one-eyed Xu Bao led the way, followed by seven or eight fierce-looking men.
They deliberately wore coarse, old clothes, but their eyes were as fierce and greedy as hawks, like vultures that had caught the scent of blood.
Xu Bao's remaining eye was fixed on Lei Baisheng, who was swaggering around on the stage. The hideous scar on his face twitched, revealing a twisted smile that was a mixture of excitement and cruelty: "Lei Da Sha has run out of strength? Brothers, it's time to clear the field!"
He suddenly waved his hand. A burly man beside him darted out like a ghost, not rushing towards the arena, but shooting straight at the Guangyuan Escort Agency's Golden Eagle Banner hanging high on the west side of the arena!
He wants to pull down the flag first! That's ruining the brand!
"Insolence!" Inside the Guangyuan Escort Agency's shed, Qi Yun, the deputy chief escort known as "Broken Water Blade," who had been watching the battle with a calm expression, shouted sharply, his figure shooting out like an arrow released from a bow.
However, the man climbing with the iron hawk possessed uncanny agility, surpassing him in skill! He was about to reach the top of the flagpole—
A chilling, piercing blue light, faster and more deadly than the light of the Water-Severing Blade! Like a deadly lightning bolt shot from the netherworld!
It wasn't aimed at the Iron Falcon, but rather pierced the rope holding the crimson flag with incredible precision!
laugh--!
The sturdy hemp rope snapped instantly!
The crimson-gold banner that symbolized the Guangyuan Escort Agency's decades of prestige and embodied the blood and sweat of countless escorts instantly lost its support.
Like a giant, blood-stained maple leaf, it helplessly spun and swayed in the sudden silence of tens of thousands of people's eyes, and came crashing down on Lei Baisheng, who was turning his back to kill his enemy on the stage!
"When the flag is turned, the movement begins!"
A cold glint flashed in Yun Chu's eyes! The roar of the rat on the beam last night, a mixture of fanaticism and fear, exploded in her mind!
The instant the crimson flag obscured Lei Baisheng's view—
In the instant that everyone's attention at Guangyuan Escort Agency was drawn to the suddenly fallen flag—
In the instant the crowd below the stage was stunned into silence by this astonishing turn of events—
The attack came from all directions! Silent! Deadly!
Three dark figures, like real snakes, suddenly sprang up from the shadows below the arena, from the heights of the crowd, and even from the darkness behind the flagpole! They were faster than the eye could perceive!
Instead of sharp blades, they were three jet-black, thin threads that were almost invisible to the naked eye!
The dark green light, entwined with extreme yin and poison, was like the tongues of three venomous snakes emerging from the deepest abyss, aimed directly at Lei Baisheng's Jianjing acupoint on both shoulders and Mingmen acupoint on the back of his heart, which were shrouded by the golden flag!
Shadow Snake strikes!
Poisonous letter seals the gate of death!
Almost at the same instant, a cold glint appeared, faster and more cunning than a venomous snake!
With a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, it shot out from the window of an inconspicuous two-story teahouse in the southeast corner!
The angle was incredibly tricky, and the target was neither Lei Baisheng nor Ying She—but rather the calm, azure-colored figure standing in front of the crowd at the east entrance!
The silver needles dart like shuttles, their surfaces glowing with a faint, cold light.
Armor-piercing needles coated with a deadly poison!
The silence was a testament to the fact that the assassination attempt at the inn last night was not over!
And further away!
A heavy aura, as heavy as a mountain and as cold as iron, suddenly locked onto the entire arena area!
Four unremarkable men in grey robes simultaneously unfastened their satchels, and heavy black iron arm armor instantly covered their forearms! Their movements were perfectly synchronized! Their target was the same: the center of the chaos!
Xuanjia Guards!
chaos!
The real chaos is deadly!
The moment the flag was raised, a deadly situation unfolded! All four sides moved in unison! Targets were mixed together, entangled with each other! The deafening clang of metal against metal was deafening!
Yun Chu moved the instant the flags fluttered.
The Cold Moon Sword transformed into a faint light that was difficult to see with the naked eye. Instead of meeting the poison needle that was coming through the air, it pierced into the bluestone slab under its feet like lightning!
"Swoosh—Boom!"
The bluestone cracked inch by inch, and a surge of pure internal energy, like an earth dragon turning over, caused the shattered stones to rain down on the three deadly shadow snake venom lines!
Ding ding ding! The fine, tinkling sounds were enough to make your teeth ache.
The pebbles couldn't sever its thread, but they did slightly deflect the ghostly trajectory of the poisonous tongue by three inches! It was precisely this minuscule difference—
scoff!scoff!
Two shadowy snake threads, wrapped in eerie green poisonous light, pierced fiercely into the rolled-up and fallen golden eagle flag cloth!
The tough red brocade was instantly corroded, leaving terrifying charred holes and emitting foul-smelling blue smoke!
Although the third line barely avoided the cloth, it was also deflected by the strong wind of the gravel, grazing past Lei Baisheng's armor plates under his ribs, leaving a trail of dazzling sparks!
Lei Baisheng was suddenly covered by a heavy banner. Before he could finish his roar, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs as if he had been branded with a hot iron. He groaned and his huge body staggered forward as the force of the poison eroded it!
The armor-piercing poison needle had already reached three inches between Yun Chu's eyebrows! It was as fast as lightning!
Yun Chu's sword, which had pierced the stone slab, twisted and pulled strangely, and her body fell backward in mid-air using the force of the ground's recoil!
The poisoned needle grazed her face, and the cold wind it generated cut off a few strands of hair from her temples!
"Die!" The scarred, one-eyed Xu Bao pounced on Yun Chu's back like a cheetah the instant the flag fell. His iron short stick, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, struck her in the back with a "Giant Python Overturning the River" move, the timing ruthless and cunning!
Before Yun Chu could finish falling, he pushed off the ground with his left foot and spun around like a top!
The Cold Moon Sword had been drawn at some point, its blade tracing a cold, semi-circular arc along the ground!
Keng! !
A piercing metallic clang rang out!
The sword's edge wasn't used to parry the iron rod, but rather it slashed upwards diagonally along the rod's momentum, so fast that it left only a fleeting afterimage!
A chilling and domineering spiral of internal energy erupted from the sword!
Xu Bao felt an overwhelming, unstoppable spiraling force rushing up the staff and into his arm meridians!
His hand was throbbing with excruciating pain, and the iron rod almost slipped from his grasp! He retreated in horror, his right arm aching and numb!
"Take him down!" came the cold command.
Four armored guards on the periphery of the crowd activated simultaneously, the heavy black iron arm armor striking each other with a muffled sound like drums!
The four figures transformed into four gray shadows, forming a triangular formation like four moving iron walls, crushing down on the chaotic area in the center of the arena with the force of a collapsing mountain!
Their target wasn't any one person, but all the chaotic core under the Golden Eagle banner! Pure, fierce suppressive power!
"In the way!"
Yun Chu let out a clear shout, her eyes flashing with cold light! Facing the overwhelming encirclement of the Xuanwei, she not only did not retreat, but instead poured all her inner strength into her sword!
"Break—!"
The Frost Moon Sword let out a clear, resonant dragon's roar! A crescent-shaped sword aura, condensed to its limit, shot out from the sword!
This sword energy is not only sharp, but also carries a powerful and profound internal force—both extremely strong and extremely gentle!
The powerful strike, like a giant axe splitting a mountain, slashed fiercely at the junction of the arm guards of the two frontmost Xuan Guards! The supple force, like a maggot clinging to bone, followed closely behind!
Boom! Snap!
The sturdy black iron arm armor cracked and shattered under the fierce and unparalleled strike!
But the two Xuan Guards grunted, their arm armor bulging with veins, and instead of retreating, they advanced, forcefully withstanding the first layer of sword energy, intending to use brute force to close in and kill them!
At that very moment, the soft force that followed the hard force suddenly erupted! Like countless invisible, resilient vines wrapping around the gaps in the black iron arm armor!
Om-!
A strange force of unloading and pulling suddenly erupted!
The two Xuan Guards' forward momentum suddenly halted, as if they were trapped in a whirlpool of mud. The heavy Xuan Iron Armor emitted a piercing metallic twisting sound under the force of their own charge and that strange pull!
Not only could they not advance an inch, but they were also pulled together by that strange, supple, and binding force, causing them to collide with each other!
The attack routes of the other two Xuanwei were instantly blocked by their accomplices!