The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 132: Ants See the Blue Sky

The shrill scream that cut through the air arrived in the blink of an eye.

Qin Ye's eyes flashed, his body felt like an eagle, and he raised his sword and slashed vertically in a flash of light, and with a flash of light, he hit the object that was coming at him accurately.

That's not a real thing.

Instead, it is a Qi bomb formed by the compression and condensation of Qi.

There was a loud bang, and the Qi bomb was shattered by a knife. The remaining force split into two streams of light, brushing past the corners of his clothes and blasting two deep pits on the ground behind him, stirring up a cloud of dirt and emitting green smoke.

Looking in the direction from which the Qi was shot, I saw a man with a rough face and unshaven beard squatting on a tree branch in the distance.

The man was wearing a hooded sweater and red goggles on his face that replaced a scope. A metal 'black tube' was tied to his left wrist, with wisps of smoke floating from the mouth of the tube. The Qi bomb just now was shot from here.

This person is the temporary worker "Black Tube" in the Central China region.

Seeing Qin Ye looking towards him, Hei Guan'er raised his left arm and injected strength into the black tube. "Bang! Bang!" Two more Qi bullets compressed to the extreme, wrapped in airflow, shot out rapidly!

As we all know, without special ways of circulating Qi or supernatural powers, the Qi bombs condensed from Qi alone do not have much power. It is already considered good enough if it can knock over a can.

The Qi bullets he shot out were not only extremely powerful, but also showed no sign of weakening even after traveling over a distance of over a hundred meters.

Either the equipment he used was special, or this person possessed extremely powerful life cultivation.

Of course, those who can work as temporary workers must have their own unique skills, and Qin Ye is no exception.

Facing the oncoming Qi bomb, Qin Ye simply swung his sword with an astonishingly fast speed, as if the Qi bomb, which was like a fleeting light and shadow, was shattered by him.

This seemingly casual swing actually contains terrifying power and precision, down to the smallest detail.

Seeing this scene, Hei Guan'er grinned with an expression that showed he knew what was going on, then jumped down from the tree and came to Xiao Zizai's side.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

"Strong, very strong." Xiao Zizai shook his head and stood up from the ground, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were always on Qin Ye, and the red light in his eyes became more and more intense.

The opponent's fighting power was beyond his imagination. His movements were not fancy or tricky, but simple and clear to the eyes.

But it was hard to resist, the action was too swift.

Judging from his physique, he doesn't look like a horizontal practitioner.
If he hadn't gathered the power of the Golden Bell Cover in his chest, this kick would have crippled him.

As mentioned before, one person completed the task and he was ready to take it back.

Clarinet took off his goggles and removed the clarinet from his wrist.

This black tube is a special magical tool. Wearing it will seal some acupuncture points of the wearer and limit his strength. It is a prop for him to practice basic skills. The ultra-long-range attack of condensed Qi bullets is just an additional ability.

This thing can only withstand three times of his full-strength release. If it exceeds that, it will overheat and explode.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, long-range Qi bombs alone are not enough to complete this mission.

After taking off the clarinet, Clarinet moved his wrists and stretched his back, making crisp "crackling" sounds, as if a wild beast had been freed from its shackles, and a faint white halo was flowing under its body.

"Everyone, you've all seen the methods of our former colleague. It's no exaggeration to say that he's your most dangerous mission target to date. Don't hide. I don't think it's realistic to try to take him down alone."

Following Clarinet's call, the other temporary workers who had been hiding nearby also came out.

When these five people stand together, it is no exaggeration to say that they are a group of monsters and demons. At first glance, there are no normal people anywhere.

But they can almost represent the company's top combat power.

Originally, Zhang Chulan didn't intend to let Feng Baobao go out, but the latter moved too quickly and he couldn't stop her at all.

However, people from other regions had all gone out, so it would not be good for them in North China to hide, and it would also be difficult to report the news back to the company. Thinking of this, he also walked out, but stood at the back of the crowd.

He saw that the people in front of him were not good people. If the target was changed, even if there were more people, he would not be too worried, but this time was different, he had no confidence at all.

Wang Zhenqiu glanced back at Zhang Chulan, a smile playing on his lips. He feigned surprise and asked, "Huh? Why is there another one here? Who brought their henchmen along?"

Of course he recognized Zhang Chulan. She was not Bilian, and her popularity was no less than that of the southwestern cancer. He said that just to make fun of her.

The Clarinet from Central China, Xiao Zizai from East China, and Lao Meng from Northwest China are all easy to identify.

The girl with long black hair had appeared at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. She was a subordinate of Xu Laosi from North China, and Zhang Chulan was in the same group with her.

Now only the mysterious Xixi from the Northeast has not appeared.

Hearing this, Feng Baobao raised her finger and pointed at herself:

"Oh my my."

"Little sister, your name is Feng Baobao, right?" Wang Zhenqiu glanced at the two of them with interest, "You two, this is a foul." Zhang Chulan twitched his lips awkwardly and said unhappily, "Wang Zhenqiu from the Southwest, you'd better mind your own business."

"Chi~"

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled and said nothing more.

He turned to look at Qin Ye and waved:

"Hey, Brother Qin, nice to see you again. I missed you so much. It was fun, but I have to admit, you took it a bit far this time."

"Do you know each other?" Hei Guan'er asked in confusion.

"Hehe, very familiar." Wang Zhenqiu said with a smile.

Qin Ye shook the blood off the knife and said in a gentle voice, "Qiu'er, you should know that I will not show mercy when I start fighting. Besides, I have wanted to beat you up for a long time."

"Oh, what can I do?" Wang Zhenqiu spread his hands and pretended to be helpless: "Loyalty and righteousness have always been difficult to achieve. Don't worry, if the situation gets bad, I will run faster than a rabbit, hehe~"

Wang Zhenqiu knew what Qin Ye meant, but friendship was friendship and mission was mission.

Tipping off others is what friends should do. It doesn't mean that the mission will not be completed. Besides, if he doesn't join in such a big fun, he wouldn't be Wang Zhenqiu.

With so many cannon fodders ready to fight Qin Ye, this opportunity is rare.

"The reunion is over. Everyone's here, except for the Northeasterners." Black Tube unconsciously took the lead. "The target is very strong physically. Those who are weak in close combat should look for opportunities on the periphery. I'll be the main attacker. You all support me and don't sell me out."

As he spoke, he walked out slowly, and the four people behind him also separated in a fan shape.

The breeze caresses the moon, and the sparse shadows dance.

The atmosphere in the forest suddenly became depressing, and a war was about to break out.

Facing the encirclement of five temporary workers, Qin Ye remained calm. He lightly lowered the thousand blades, the blades gleaming with a faint light. He was like a towering peak standing on the lakeshore, calmly facing the surging waves around him.

boom!
Accompanied by a loud noise that broke the air flow, Hei Guan'er took the lead in attacking. He rushed in front of Qin Ye in an instant like a cannonball. The muscles in his right arm bulged high, and he threw a powerful straight punch with a whistling air wave!

Although his punch was powerful, it was only at the level of rage.

Qin Ye raised his left palm and clasped it on his fist with a "snap". While pressing down to make the opponent lean forward, his right hand, holding Qianren in reverse, slashed out from bottom to top, heading straight for his head.

Hei Guan'er reacted very quickly and did not fight with Qin Ye. He leaned down and followed the force, seeming unaware of the long knife that narrowly passed by his head.

At the same time, veins bulged on his left fist, like winding little snakes clinging to it. A white halo surged under the skin, like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing violent energy.

Immediately, a punch even faster and more violent than before was thrown out!
The fist whistled, and a sharp whistling sound was heard in the air. The surrounding airflow was disturbed by this punch, as if it was going to crush everything in front of it into powder.

bang——

Accompanied by a dull and loud sound, Qin Ye, who was blocking with a knife, was blasted back several meters. His feet plowed a deep mark on the ground, and the broken blades of Qianren that were hit were scattered, which shows how powerful the force of this punch was.

Zhang Chulan, who was watching the battle silently from a distance, couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw this.

He didn't expect that the clarinet player would be so brave.

Whose general is this?

It was the first time he saw Qin Ye suffer a loss in a battle. If the temporary workers were so strong, then the mission would not be hopeless!
Inside the arena, Qin Ye, who had steadied his body, couldn't help but secretly admire that the power of this punch was even greater than Ruan Feng's.

This is both unexpected and reasonable.

Clarinet is from Central China, and the person in charge of the Central China region, Ren Fei, has a strong background and is said to be a descendant of a founding father. Even Zhao Fangxu has to give him some ground, and it would be a complete waste of his talent for him to be the head of the region.

Anyone who is chosen by her as a temporary worker must be extremely capable.

It’s not nonsense to say that the temporary workers are the best at playing the clarinet.

But that's it.

Faced with the advantage of one blow, he chose to pursue the victory and once again delivered a punch as powerful as before.

Qin Ye pursed his lips, neither blocking nor dodging. His left fist was dark and deep, filled with fire, and he blasted out towards the opponent's attack!
As soon as the two fists collided, there was a "bang" sound like a sudden thunderclap, and a circle of red and white air waves visible to the naked eye burst out from the connection between the fists. The surrounding air seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, making a dull whistling sound, so that sand and gravel were blown up and branches were bent!
As a line of scarlet blood spurted into the air, the black tube rolled and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground.

His right arm was like a sieve, shaking violently and uncontrollably. His fist was charred and broken, mixed with congealed blood. Through the layer of blood film, the white bones were faintly visible.

In this collision, he was defeated without a doubt.

It was unknown what kind of martial arts the white halo reflected under Hei Guan'er's skin was, but it did contain considerable energy, giving him astonishing strength and defense. He was ferocious in close combat, and his punches were extremely powerful.

However, beneath Qin Ye's dark fist that was tinged with fire, there was a more powerful and higher level of violent energy.

The contrast between Ying and Huo is like an ant seeing the blue sky!
(End of this chapter)