Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 7 Things Are Starting to Go Wrong (Please vote with monthly tickets, recommendations, and keep reading during the new book period!)

Do not build a house at the end of a dead-end alley, for the road will bring trouble to your door.

alleyway.

It has always been a prime location for underhanded tactics and sneak attacks.

Because of the complex situation in this area, which is unfamiliar to non-locals, and the fact that it is also remote and narrow, only two groups of people could keep up with each other.

This will create a sandwich with cheese between two buns.

This is what is known as "being stuck in one direction and ending up with two blocked ends."

When the time comes, life and death will be beyond our control, and it will all depend on the kindness of people's hearts.

Just like the situation Ren Shaoyang is facing now, he had just been ushered into the alley when several hunters carrying guns and knives appeared in front of him.

Without further ado, the leader, a man with a bulbous nose, drew his knife with a clang and was about to stab at them.

Without saying a word, Ren Shaoyang kicked the man with the bulbous nose in the chest!

With a crack, the man with the bulbous nose caved in, let out a muffled groan, and then flew several feet away with a "bang," crashing into the wall.

The hunters were stunned and shouted, "This kid is troublesome, cripple him first!"

Before he could finish speaking, someone was seen wielding a wooden stick and smashing it towards the back of Ren Shaoyang's head.

At the same time, a white powder was sprinkled out from an unknown hand and sprayed into the eyes.

Someone on the ground was trying to grab his leg with something like a trap.

Several people even threw away their animal-catching nets in an attempt to trap him.

The remaining men followed up with stabbing and thrusting attacks using pitchforks, pistols, and iron knives.

In a mere instant, the hunters swiftly and skillfully completed their encirclement, their methods ruthless and adept.

Clearly, this is a mature and targeted tactic for besieging martial arts masters.

Just like in the opening scene of the original movie, when they surrounded and killed the Western Region monk.

They also believed they could kill the young man by underhanded means, just like before.

But a pity.

Ren Shaoyang is different.

He was no ordinary person in the martial arts world.

He is the "successor of Vajra" who was lost in historical legends!
Ren Shaoyang's anger flared up, and he sneered, "Perfect for venting my anger on you all!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, grabbed the incoming gun, and used a "horse king" move to leap backward.

One of the hunters was pulled to the spot.

The hunter was stunned. Sticks, lime, knives, spears, and nets were all thrown at him. He didn't even utter a sound. He became a pile of mangled flesh and lay on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the hunter's companions were caught completely off guard by this turn of events and were all taken aback.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang transformed into a human, kicking and thumping twice. The two hunters flew out like balls, crashing heavily to the ground, writhing a few times, clearly beyond saving.

The remaining hunters were ruthless enough that, seeing the four men die tragically, they did not scatter like birds and beasts, but instead swarmed forward and surrounded him.

Ren Shaoyang's eyes were cold and sharp, his lips tightly pursed. He thrust the iron rod forward, piercing the neck of the first person. With a flick of his wrist, the corpse smashed into the neck of the person behind him, splattering brains. The iron rod tilted slightly, dodging a horizontal slash, and then thrust forward again, piercing the neck of the person wielding the knife.

Then he used the "Divine Fish Formation" to stab back, the iron rod pointing diagonally, piercing the heart of the person behind him.

These few moves were incredibly swift and precise. The black light was like a snake's shadow, like a monstrous dragon. In the blink of an eye, all five of them had finished their business.

People ran past them, completely unaware that all five had died instantly.

As they approached again, they suddenly heard a series of "thump-thump" sounds. Turning around, they saw the young man standing tall, leaning on an iron cudgel.

Five people around him fell to the ground like flowers, blood gushing from their necks and chests.

It looks like five small fountains.

The hunters were immediately taken aback and stopped in their tracks.

Their eyes widened like saucers, and they refused to believe it no matter what.

I only stayed there for a moment.

A burly hunter roared, raised his knife, and lunged at Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang did not retreat. Instead, he shouted and rushed forward, swinging his iron cudgel. With a series of clanging sounds, the iron knife shattered. Its momentum continued, and it was carried by the "Great Vajra Divine Power" and shot out like arrows, whistling and piercing into the bodies of the people behind him.

At the same time, the iron rod was pulled down cleanly and neatly, and the hunter was sent flying sideways with a "bang". A deep wound from his neck to his chest, revealing the bone, splattered blood, and he was clearly not going to live.

Ren Shaoyang, caught up in the fighting spirit, suddenly unleashed his "Monkey King Form," leaping into the crowd. As soon as the fists and feet touched him, he immediately unleashed his power, killing five people in the blink of an eye, each one spurting blood and with their tendons shattered.

This scene was clearly a massacre. After watching for a while, everyone was filled with fear and wanted to run away.

Ren Shaoyang's heart was burning with murderous intent, and he was determined to eliminate them completely. How could he allow them to escape?
In a fit of rage, Ren Shaoyang suddenly hooked his leg and kicked, knocking one person up, then grabbed his ankle and swung him around.

Several people nearby were unable to dodge in time and were knocked down by him.

The remaining three retreated, but the moment they touched the flying figure, a powerful force struck them, sending them flying five feet into the air, somersaulting headfirst, and then, with a bang, their brains splattered, their faces contorted in death.

Such a scene, though it needs no further explanation, was actually a matter of lightning speed; all the wicked hunters were killed by broken bones and torn flesh.

Ren Shaoyang leaned on an iron cudgel, looking down at the entire arena with disdain.

Seeing that there was no one left alive, he glanced sideways at the timid beggar cowering in the shadows, and slowly walked away, leaning on his iron cudgel.

[Your battle with the hunter has proven your hard work these past few days worthwhile, transforming you from a weakling into a true江湖人士 (jianghu figure). However, the hatred for the bandits who destroyed your home remains unresolved, and the resentment towards the eunuch who betrayed you is still unquenched. How can you be so complacent?]

[Commentary on this battle: Enjoyable (skilled techniques, decisive strikes, and a touch of ruthlessness)]

[World Reputation: Still Waters Rippling (Your name begins to circulate throughout the town; perhaps it's time to give yourself a nickname?)]

Ren Shaoyang looked at the words in front of him and smiled knowingly. Although his words were still sharp-tongued, they were not without affirmation.

These past few days, he had been frantically replaying his battle with the bandits, and he had also been diligently cultivating his skills. In the end, his hard work paid off, and he underwent a complete transformation, both internally and externally.

"In both my lives, I have walked on thin ice, working tirelessly day and night, all for the sake of controlling my destiny, so that I can no longer defy fate."

Ren Shaoyang thought to himself, "Although my current achievements are mostly due to the cheat code, my hard work cannot be ignored. I must know not to be arrogant, nor should I underestimate myself."

After cultivating the "Great Vajra Divine Power" for a long time, Ren Shaoyang felt that his mind was becoming clearer and clearer, and all his previous shady, sordid, and wicked thoughts were completely swept away.

Only the realm of "vast sky and boundless sea, where all things do not entangle the heart" remains.

It is said that: before words are uttered, the ending has already been enacted a thousand times in the mind; before the body moves, ten thousand mountains have already been crossed in the heart; before the action is completed, the imagined suffering is not a source of sorrow; once the matter is settled, who cares about starting over again!
"I've struggled with myself for so long, I'd rather be myself!" Ren Shaoyang said softly.

He walked out of the alley, looking at the still smoky streets in the night, a ukiyo-e scene where death, wealth, and lust coexisted, and his expression remained indifferent.

Bathed in moonlight, they headed towards the tavern where the two eunuchs were.

This tavern was not only a place for drinking and swordplay in the town, but also a brothel for pleasure and a transit point for information exchange.

This place is a three-story bamboo building. The first floor is a restaurant and flower hall, the second floor is a brothel, and the third floor is a rest and guest room.

Oh, and there's a pigsty in the gap underneath, but people can live there too.

The two eunuchs who had framed him had disappeared without a trace. Ren Shaoyang was not in a hurry. He gave the waiter a few copper coins and made a little inquiry. The waiter then told him where the two eunuchs were.

Ren Shaoyang didn't delay. He carried the iron rod straight upstairs and saw that the atmosphere on the second floor was hot and lewd. The prostitutes either exposed their breasts or had their clothes half-undone.

Upon suddenly seeing a dashing and unconventional young man approach, they all waved and laughed.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and gestured to the women with his left hand. Then, ignoring their attempts to persuade him to stay, he went up to the third floor.

Seeing that no one was around, he stared at one of the rooms, spun around, tapped the iron rod, braced himself on the floor, flew out of the window, turned a corner, and leaped onto the roof.

Upon landing, he stood on one leg, as nimble as a cat, his clothes billowing in the wind, revealing his increasingly robust chest.

"Hehe, the Great Vajra's divine power is truly extraordinary. The thirty-two forms encompass everything, and fists, palms, fingers, and sticks can all be used for his own purposes. Even his lightness skill can change at any time, sometimes light and agile, sometimes graceful, as he pleases, without any artifice."

"Impressive skills! Truly worthy of being a divine skill admired by all!"

Ren Shaoyang was extremely satisfied, and then leaped out of the building.

This was not a suicide attempt. Instead, he hooked his right hand around the eaves of the house, hanging there like a sausage. It was a dark and windy night, with dark clouds gathering and gusts of autumn wind rustling the fallen leaves.

Ren Shaoyang looked up at the sky and thought to himself, "Oh no, it's going to rain heavily."

Looking out from the window at an angle, the candlelight revealed two figures, and the sound of their conversation could be faintly heard.

He dared not delay, clinging to the outer wall like a gecko, and gently exhaled. "Hiss!"

The air was sharp as a blade, cutting open a small opening to reveal what was inside.

"Damn it, what bad luck!"

The eunuch with phoenix eyes cursed loudly, "How can we sleep up here while they're having fun down there?"

The old man said calmly, "It's rare to see eunuchs going to brothels since ancient times. We're the first to do so."

The phoenix-eyed man was still furious: "If it weren't for concealing my identity, how could I put up with this?" He raised his cup in a toast, took a sip, and then spat it on the ground, "Truly despicable!"

The old man smiled and replied, "This is a poor, remote place; it's not bad at all."

Despite this, he put down his glass and didn't drink a drop.

Danfengyan sighed: "Even if this Dripping Water Cliff is a prosperous place, the food, drink and lodging are still so crude. I wonder if the Eunuch eats and sleeps well in that godforsaken place, Dragon Gate."

The old man sighed, "The governor usually eats only delicacies and sleeps only in fine quilts, but now he's gone deep into the desert to hunt down that damned Zhou Huai'an. He must be really suffering."

Danfengyan sneered, "Damn it, this little dog can really run!"

"The meat of a dog that can run is the tastiest." The old man chuckled and said, "The desert is full of sandstorms. Since he was Yang Yuxuan's loyal dog, let's bury him."

The two chatted and ate, laughing and joking.

outside the window.

Ren Shaoyang's breath hitched, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap! The world of 'Broken Blade' has infiltrated 'New Dragon Gate Inn'?"

"How come the upper limit of the world has been raised so much all of a sudden?"

Recalling the original storyline, Cao Shaoqin's ten-foot-long sword, with its unparalleled sword energy, was truly remarkable.

The initial surge of self-satisfaction vanished instantly.

“Damn it, we can’t be arrogant. We must be extremely cautious.” Ren Shaoyang’s expression became serious. “I haven’t mastered the ‘One Form’ yet, let alone comprehended the ‘Self Form’, and achieved the state of being indestructible and able to injure people from thin air while sitting still.”

"Moreover, even a great master as strong as the Nine-Ru Ancestor would be poisoned by a deadly poison in the original story."

"What right do I, a mere 'good-for-nothing,' have to be careless?"

Ren Shaoyang felt a chill run down his spine, and his mind started working on its own again.

Just then, Danfengyan coughed and said, "Boss, why aren't we going to Longmen to serve the Eunuch? What are we doing here?"

Ren Shaoyang perked up and began to eavesdrop intently.

The old man said, "For a fragment of a manuscript!"

The phoenix-eyed man asked in confusion, "An incomplete piece?"

The old man slowly said, "Cao Tian, ​​do you know the Huashan Sect?"

The eunuch with phoenix eyes, Cao Tian, ​​the fourth head of the Eastern Depot, thought for a moment and said, "I know, but the Huashan Sect is now just a handful of big and small people. Apart from Mu Renqing, whose kung fu is not bad, the rest are nothing special. It is just a small sect."

"A minor sect?" The old man sneered and said with a chuckle, "If you had dared to say that a hundred years ago, all the heroes in the world would have torn you apart!"

Cao Tian was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "Boss, what... what's going on?"

After a moment of silence in the hall, Jia Ting, the chief of the Eastern Depot, slowly said, "Back in the time of Emperor Jiajing, the Huashan Sect sent out a peerless expert who fought across the north and south. No one could withstand three or two of his moves. He even defeated all the heroes at Mount Tai, and they all respected him as the number one in the world."

"What?!" Cao Tian exclaimed in surprise, "The ancestors of that small sect in Mount Hua were actually so wealthy?"

Jia Ting scoffed, "There are many things you don't know!"

Cao Tian respectfully replied, "It was my ignorance that led me to say this."

"You are so ignorant!"

Jia Ting sneered, "The sword technique that the Grand Eunuch practices is the same as the Huashan Sect's ultimate skill from back then, the 'Taiyue Forty-Nine Forms'!"

"Oh my, really?"

Cao Tian was taken aback; he knew all too well how terrifying the Grand Eunuch's swordsmanship was.

Jia Ting nodded and said, "Whenever the Grand Eunuch has a moment to spare during his practice, he sighs: The Taiyue Sword Technique was created by Yue Buqun, the master of that strongman, and it still has a bit too much of a craftsman's touch. I wonder what kind of skill that strongman actually possesses?"

Cao Tian was somewhat incredulous: "Boss, if Mount Hua was so glorious a hundred years ago, how did it fall into such a state now?"

"To fail to retreat when one should is to court death in a righteous way!"

Jia Ting sneered and sighed, "Mount Hua was made and destroyed by that strongman. It is said that after the Battle of Mount Tai, this man disappeared, and Mount Hua was attacked by a group of people, including people from the martial arts world and the imperial court."

"As our ancestor Lü Fang said: 'When you are a person or an official, you should be mindful of danger, consider retreat, and be adaptable. If your virtue does not match your position, disaster will surely follow!'"

After Jia Ting finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Cao Tian, ​​intrigued, quickly asked, "Boss, do you know the name of that bandit?"

Jia Ting paused for a moment, then slowly said, "His name is now impossible to verify. Even the Grand Eunuch had to search extensively before he learned that his nickname was—'The Leader'!"

"And the martial arts he passed down are the supreme and unparalleled 'Master Divine Skill'!"

"The Supreme Divine Skill?" Cao Tian kept muttering to himself, then asked, "Is this the place where the 'Supreme Divine Skill' has appeared?"

"That's right!"

Jia Ting laughed and said, "A few days ago, our scouts reported that a Western Region monk had obtained a fragment of a divine technique, and the last place he appeared was this Dripping Water Cliff!"

“Since Your Excellency is so preoccupied with the ‘Supreme Divine Skill,’ then I will make the arrangements immediately.” Cao Tian stood up and cupped his hands in greeting. “Even if we have to turn Dripping Water Cliff upside down, we must find that fragment of the divine skill!”

Jia Ting laughed and said, "Cao Tian, ​​remember this: Zhou Huai'an is nothing more than a minor ailment to the Grand Eunuch, easily removed. But the fragment of the divine technique in that foreign monk's possession is the real key, our lifeline. Do you understand?"

"My subordinate understands!"

Cao Tian clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said solemnly.

"Hmm~!" Jia Ting waved his hand and said lightly, "Alright, you've had a long journey, go and rest."

"Yes, boss."

As Ren Shaoyang watched Cao Tian respectfully walk out of the house, he felt a little numb.

No.

Aside from being a fusion of New Dragon Gate Inn, this world seems to have been inexplicably and drastically altered a hundred years ago.

Leader?

Who!

What a ridiculous name!

Despite his constant complaints, Ren Shaoyang was still inwardly shocked: "If the Eastern Depot is going to find a Tibetan monk, what kind of incomplete divine skill manual is it going to use?"

Suddenly, the young man's face changed drastically, turning deathly pale: "A Western Region monk? Could it be the one who died in the movie? Oh no, oh no, wasn't it Tie Tou and Ding An who collected his body in the plot? And Tie Tou was also provoking those hunters in the market, with a large group of witnesses!"

Ren Shaoyang's breathing quickened slightly. He knew that with the methods of the Eastern Depot, it was absolutely certain that they would find Tie Tou, investigate Lian Feng Hao, and eventually find Ding An by following the clues!

Now that we've found Ding'an, Hongxiu and I are in grave danger!

In terms of both martial arts skills and the quality of soldiers, bandits and agents of the Eastern Depot are like fireflies compared to the sun and moon!
At that time, with our martial arts skills and Ding'an's, whether we fight or flee, taking Hongxiu with us will be a near-death experience!
Not to mention, there's an even more terrifying Cao Shaoqin waiting at Longmen.
"Damn it, why are they increasing the intensity again?"

Ren Shaoyang cursed under his breath, but his expression turned serious, and he looked into the room with murderous intent.

"Strike first and you'll be strong; strike later and you'll suffer. I'll kill you all first, and then I'll go to the Dragon Gate Inn and kill Cao Shaoqin."

"I refuse to believe that I can't kill him, even with all my strength!"

"Wouldn't the crisis naturally be resolved once Cao Shaoqin is killed?"

Just then, a loud rumble of thunder was heard, and raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall heavily.

Ren Shaoyang felt chilled to the bone by the rain, but the iron rod he was holding became even hotter.

He stared intently at Jia Ting, who was drinking tea inside the room, ready to break through the window and enter.

Another flash of lightning, and then a thunderous roar struck down from mid-air!
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves filled the air.

Ren Shaoyang was startled and turned to look.

But then they saw a skull-faced man leading dozens of bandits, galloping wildly out of the town.

The place they were heading towards was in the direction of Ren Shaoyang's house!
(End of this chapter)