landbeastnovel Chapter 80: The Overflowing Realm's Hit Hurts
Chapter 80: The Overflowing Realm's Hit Hurts
Chapter 80: The Overflowing Realm's Hit Hurts
Crackling sound.
The flames turned the steel frame red-hot, and a warehouse collapsed with a crash.
Murong Can sat motionless in the nearby dust, his eyes glazed over, as if he hadn't seen anything.
"Hey! Curly hair! What's going on here?"
A round, chubby face peeked out from the side.
Fang Ziran recognized the curly-haired boy and knew he was Lu Zhao's roommate.
Fang Ziran numbly raised his head and saw another round, chubby face behind him.
The officer whom Neishi Xiangyang called Fatty Fang was also there, and further back, Shen Xianke and several other scions of prominent families from Guzhongzhou were also present.
When the black ship crashed, Fatty Fang happened to be near the veterans' training ground. He immediately went to protect his younger relatives, and then gathered a group of people to reinforce the area near the black ship as instructed.
"Say something!" Fang Ziran grabbed Murong Can's arm and shook it.
"They're all dead. They're all dead."
Murong Can murmured, the image of the man with golden eyes replaying in his mind, rushing in like a god of death, splitting Zhang Qiu's knife with a halberd, then kicking him in the chest, then cutting a nearby old soldier in half at the waist, snatching the spear from the half-corpse's hand, and pinning Zhang Qiu to the wall. The speed was so fast that no one could react.
In the ensuing carnage, all the bullets aimed at that person were either easily dodged or deflected by a swing of the halberd, failing to harm him in the slightest.
If it weren't for a female sorcerer who knew Lu Zhao helping to conceal their presence, Murong Can and Yang Guangming would have died on the spot.
He glanced at Old Yang, who was still unconscious beside him, slapped himself, and finally regained his composure.
"Sir! There's a man with golden eyes over there. He killed dozens of our men in one go, and then..."
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He pointed in the direction they had fled from, but didn't know what to say next, because he didn't know where the other person had gone afterward. He could only add, "He had two thin horns on his head."
The chubby guy, who had been listening calmly to him, suddenly widened his eyes: "Horns on your head... are you sure?"
"I'm sure, sir!"
Fatty Fang gritted his teeth: "The Lü family, they actually..."
Fang Ziran asked, puzzled, "Uncle, what's this about the Lü family?"
"Now is not the time to speak."
Fatty Fang lifted Murong Can up from the ground. "Take me to the place where you met him."
Murong Can had already regained consciousness and subconsciously glanced at Yang Guangming, who was lying unconscious on the ground.
Fatty Fang beckoned to a soldier: "You, take him to the medical team in the back."
"yes!"
The man picked up Yang Guangming and ran westward.
Murong Can wasn't making demands, but the other party was observant and immediately noticed his gaze, thus resolving his concerns.
"Sir, over here!"
He led the way, running in the direction where they had encountered the man with the golden eyes. Fatty Fang and his group followed. They passed through two walls of mist and then saw Zhang Zilian's corpse.
Murong Can had spent some time in the small class and naturally recognized him, which filled him with grief and indignation.
"Sir, we were only focused on escaping at the time, and we didn't know... we didn't know where that person went."
Seeing his pained expression, Fatty Fang comforted him, saying, "In critical moments, survival is paramount. Everyone, search the scene and determine the direction the target fled."
He had just given the order when he heard a gentle voice from the side.
"Sir, that direction."
Fu Xixi ran out from the door of a building next door. She had been hiding because she didn't know whether the visitor was friend or foe. Sorcerers are good at concealing their presence, and even Fatty Fang didn't notice her.
"It's you...why aren't you with Master Cen?"
"I was looking for someone when the incident happened, and I happened to be nearby."
Fu Xixi answered instinctively, then immediately added urgently, "Over there, Lu Zhao went after the murderer!"
Fatty Fang was startled, then flew into a rage: "Why didn't you stop him!"
Fu Xixi was also furious: "How can a piece of trash like me stop him! I gave him a Qi Gathering Pill."
Damn, they really went for it.
Fatty Fang muttered to himself instinctively, then continued cursing, "That idiot's gone mad. That guy's practicing the Lü family's secret techniques; he's even grown horns on his head. He's definitely beyond the Foundation Establishment Stage 3. For someone at the Iron Body Realm to chase after him is just asking for death!"
He didn't even have time to give orders; he rushed towards the direction Fu Xixi pointed, hoping to save the person as quickly as possible.
During the martial arts assessment, internal competition is an internal matter. Now that an external enemy has invaded, it is natural to unite against the common enemy. Besides, he actually admires Lu Zhao quite a bit, otherwise he wouldn't have used him to motivate Fang Ziran before.
Upon seeing their superior, they immediately ran away, leaving the rest of the people somewhat bewildered.
"June 1st..."
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Murong Can was very worried. He had fallen out of the Foundation Establishment Stage 3, which meant he was at least at the Overflowing Stage, two levels short.
That would be a death sentence!
"I want to go help too."
He made up his mind, but before he could take a step, he found that Shen Xianke had already caught up with him, with Fang Ziran close behind.
Murong Can was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little inferior. She thought to herself that Lu Zhao was now surrounded by these people, while she only knew how to gossip, and her strength was much weaker.
However, he still chased after him.
"The one who will kill you."
Lu Zhao, holding the knife, answered calmly.
"hehe."
The tall, thin man chuckled twice, as if trying to suppress his laughter but ultimately couldn't hold it in and burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha... A mere scholar dares to speak so arrogantly?"
Lu Zhao was not angry. He wiped the insignia on his chest and said, "You know the system of my Great Qin very well."
Don't bother trying to get information out of me.
The man's smile faded. "If you can't even recognize me, then you must just be some nobody."
Huhu.
He twirled the halberd in his hand.
"However, you dare to chase me alone, which is quite courageous. I will let you die a glorious death in battle."
"My name is Lü Yang. State your name!"
"Lu Zhao".
bass!
The two figures vanished from their original positions at the same time, flashing towards the very center of the deserted street.
The figure of his opponent was getting closer and closer in Lu Zhao's eyes, and the line of purple above his head was becoming clearer.
[Sound Shakes the Horizon Iv4]
Generally speaking, the level of a special skill will not exceed the level of a realm.
For example, Shen Xianke's Qingling Rapier was Iv2 before she boarded the ship because she was only at the Iron Body Realm at that time. After breaking through to the Steel Bone Realm, she reached Iv3.
However, this is not a universal rule. Zhou Changsheng's Void Wind Long Silence is only Iv4, but he is definitely not only at the fourth realm.
In short, when Lu Zhao saw this line of text, he knew that his opponent was at least at the Overflowing Realm. However, he was not flustered, after all, with the help of Fu Xixi's pills, his realm had temporarily broken through to the Steel Bone Realm.
Even if you're only one level away from victory, it's not impossible to win.
After all, Xin Li said that the most important thing in the selection of martial guards is whether they can play a role beyond their realm.
The fact that there's an exam means that this kind of thing is achievable.
Lu Zhao was confident that he possessed 1,300 unique skills of the Sword Sect, could integrate the three basic martial arts of the Great Qin Warriors, plus half of the Qingling Movement Technique, and multiple special skills that even disciples of the Qi Sect coveted.
"Even if you're in the Overflowing Realm, I'll show you how to kill!"
choke!
The beam of light struck the halberd.
Lu Zhao flew backward like a cannonball, crashing into half of the wall behind him.
"...Killing is killing, but those at the Overflowing Realm hurt quite a bit when they hit someone."
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