Chapter 73: Kill to Your Heart’s Content!
Chapter 73: Kill to Your Heart’s Content!
“Did I hear that right? Brothers, he said… what if I say no? Hahahaha!”
The martial artist mimicked Qin Li’s cold expression when he spoke, then curled his lip mockingly and laughed loudly. “Damn it, kid, don’t try to act tough with me! Look at your pathetic group—a dumb-looking big guy, a pretty but useless young man, and two extremely ugly women. Tsk tsk, this combination just makes me laugh! I can’t even figure out how you managed to come to this place. Say no? If you say no, the consequence is…”
As he spoke, the martial artist dashed toward Qin Li as fast as lightning, swung his right arm fiercely, and threw a punch straight at Qin Li’s face. The punch whistled through the air, and a layer of deep cyan light shimmered around the martial artist’s body!
“Die!”
As the word “die” left his mouth, the fist, as large as a monk’s alms bowl, was already right in front of Qin Li’s face!
Qin Li could even feel the wave of scorching heat in the air; this martial artist’s Combat Technique was fire-attribute.
“Despicable!”
“Shameless!”
Bu Yunyan and Leng Yao hadn’t expected this person to attack so suddenly. Moreover, his strength seemed even higher than Ahu’s. They could only watch helplessly, their hearts suddenly leaping into their throats. At that moment, there was no time to blame Qin Li for provoking these people.
Bang!
A loud bang echoed through the air, and a wave of scorching heat swept out in all directions. Leng Yao, who was closest to Qin Li, grabbed Bu Yunyan and quickly retreated several steps to avoid the heat wave.
Looking back at Qin Li, he stood in place without moving, while the martial artist flew backward, landing among his companions. He let out a sharp, miserable scream and then passed out.
Qin Li stood there with a confused expression and looked at his own fist. The moment their fists met, he had clearly felt the Innate Purple Qi within his body surge like a tide through his arm, rushing wildly into the opponent’s body!
In that instant, a strange image appeared in Qin Li’s mind: a clear picture of the meridians inside his opponent’s body, showing where the Yuanli was abundant and where it was scarce.
Moreover, immediately after, Qin Li “saw” the opponent’s meridians being completely wrecked by the fist technique from the Sovereign of All Battle Skill. The originally clear meridians turned into a tangled mess in an instant!
The group of people on the other side were completely stunned. They had allowed their companion to provoke because his strength had reached the Eighth Stage of Mystic Rank!
That was a true expert! Yet, facing a young man in his twenties, who was short in stature, he couldn’t even withstand a single exchange! Even more frightening to them was that they hadn’t seen any colored light flash from Qin Li’s body.
There were only two reasons for this: First, he wasn’t even at Yellow Rank; second, he hadn’t used his full strength. In other words, he had won with ease!
The first was definitely impossible, but the second… that couldn’t be either! The injured martial artist was not only at the Mystic Rank Eighth Stage but also practiced a rare Advanced Combat Technique! Even if this young man had the strength of Mystic Rank Ninth Stage, he shouldn’t have been able to defeat him so effortlessly!
While the group was still in shock and doubt, they heard Qin Li say something…
“So weak?”
Qin Li muttered under his breath, but inside he was overjoyed. He hadn’t expected that combining the Innate Purple Qi Art with the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I Am the Only Sovereign Combat Skill could produce such an effect. He didn’t bother to figure out which one contributed more, as they were both his skills!
However, Qin Li’s muttering completely enraged the dozen or so people on the other side.
“You’re asking for it, kid!”
“Damn it, too arrogant!”
“Brothers, kill him!”
“Kill them all!”
There was a chorus of weapons being drawn as the remaining ten or so people pulled out their weapons, their faces filled with rage as they closed in on Qin Li.
The Royal Martial Artists guarding the valley entrance glanced over from afar but made no move. Their duty was to prevent anyone from entering the valley; the rest, life and death struggles, had nothing to do with them.
Ahu dragged his big machete, pushing his aura to its peak, and roared, “Anyone who dares hurt my brother will have to face me!”
“You just protect the two of them!” Qin Li’s voice sounded unusually cold, different from his usual gentle tone.
Ahu paused momentarily, about to speak, when he saw Qin Li’s figure turn into a blur. With his sword drawn, he charged toward the dozen or so people!
“Might makes right? Kill them all?”
Qin Li let out a cold, questioning sound. In his heart, he no longer intended to hold back. In this world, staying low-key and enduring only made others trample on you harder! His mother, Qin Hanyue, had practiced from an ordinary woman to the Heavenly Rank over thirteen years. Because she had reservations and didn’t dare reveal her strength, even scum like Physician Wu dared to harbor ill intentions toward her. Moreover, the Qin Family had ignored her for thirteen whole years. If not for the marriage arrangement with the Shangguan Family, they would have continued to be ignored until twenty years later when Qin Li’s cheap father showed up—no one would have cared about the mother and son! In the end, wasn’t it because they had no value to be exploited?
Qin Li had no right to criticize his mother’s outlook on life, but he would never choose to live that way!
So what if it’s killing? Who’s afraid of whom!
Qin Li moved like a butterfly flitting through flowers as he charged into the midst of the enemy group. Purple cold flames spat from his sword, and whatever weapons they had, they were all severed upon contact! The remaining force didn’t diminish and continued to strike at the people themselves!
Several terrified screams erupted from the group. No one had expected this young man to be so bold as to take on more than ten of them alone!
Swish, swish, swish!
Several streaks of Purple Sword Qi sliced through the throats of a few enemies. All kinds of Protective True Qi were useless. A red line appeared across their necks. After Qin Li’s sword passed, these people tried to shout but found they couldn’t make a sound. Only then did they feel an intense pain. Their mouths gaped open, eyes bulging almost out of their sockets. Fear and tension made their muscles tighten, and blood suddenly spurted from their necks!
Thud, thud, thud… They all fell to the ground. At this moment, there was only one expression left in their eyes.
Regret!
“Ah!”
The survivors, witnessing nearly half of their companions die instantly, let out terrified screams. Their second reaction was to curse their parents for not giving them two more legs as they scrambled to run away!
Loyalty? Brotherhood? Passion? At this moment, to hell with all of it! Facing such a terrifying enemy, not running for your life would be stupid!
But was escaping really that easy?
Qin Li’s figure moved like a ghost as he chased after one martial artist. This martial artist’s body erupted with cyan light; he had concentrated all his Yuanli into his back, forming a thick layer of Protective True Qi!
Coward! Qin Li sneered inwardly. While still in mid-air, he delivered a powerful kick to the martial artist’s back, right over his heart’s vital point. Bang! The martial artist spewed blood from his mouth. That kick shattered his Protective True Qi completely, and he fell to the ground, dead.
In Ahu’s eyes, Qin Li’s body seemed like smoke; he couldn’t even make out his real form clearly. If Ahu, a Mystic Rank martial artist, was like this, not to mention Leng Yao and Bu Yunyan.
Even the Royal Mystic Rank martial artists in the distance watched the scene with astonishment, their mouths hanging open. These battle-hardened soldiers, fearless and iron-willed, all shared the same thought at that moment: Good thing we didn’t clash with these martial artists earlier. It seems what His Majesty said was indeed true; among the common people… there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
Finally, when Qin Li stood still, the unnamed sword in his hand glimmered coldly, without a single trace of blood. On the ground lay corpses scattered in all directions.
Qin Li himself was spotless, except for the palpable killing intent around him that made people afraid to look at him directly. Qin Li slowly walked over to the martial artist he had earlier punched unconscious.
By now, this person had woken up. Watching everything that had just happened felt like a dream to him; his eyes were filled with disbelief and deep fear.
“Don’t… don’t kill me… sir… I… I was wrong…” Tears and snot streamed down his face as he pleaded, “Don’t kill me, I… I have a lot of money…”
Plop… a dull sound was heard, followed by a foul odor.
Qin Li’s face grew even colder. Without a word, he bent down, picked up a sword that one of the opponents had used, and gave a faint glance at the martial artist who had lost control of his bladder.
He raised his hand and threw the sword, piercing the martial artist’s heart. The sycophantic pleas instantly stopped.
Sensing the Royal Martial Artists observing him from afar, Qin Li shot a cold glance back at them.
Swish, swish, swish… The sound of weapons being drawn echoed as more than half of them instinctively unsheathed their swords and knives, watching the distant young man shrouded in killing intent with extreme caution.
Qin Li curled his lip, turned around, and said to Ahu, “Let’s go.”