You promised steampunk martial arts, but you've got an internal combustion engine in your chest

Baili Jing had no idea how to block it.

The previous "carrying the big bag" move had already exhausted all his trump cards. Although he had now swallowed another piece of monster meat, he could clearly feel his body protesting strongly.

The sudden surge of energy over a short period of time caused his muscles and meridians to become fatigued.

A body overworked is like a severely worn-out machine, beginning to sluggish.

The monster meat did not transform into scalding energy as before; it merely maintained Baili Jing's stamina, quenching his hunger but failing to provide any burst of power.

When that heavy punch came crashing down, Baili Jing realized that he could no longer use his explosive power to break free from the pressure of the punch.

He had no other choice but to try to take the punch head-on... Anyway, he still had a lot of monster meat on his waist. After taking this punch, he could eat some and then take the next punch... Perhaps, he could withstand it.

Baili Jing forcibly suppressed his distracting thoughts and stared intently at Miao Han.

A faint white vapor emanated from his pores, and the muscles in his arms twitched violently. Under the relentless pressure of the punches, he slowly raised his arms to protect his chest.

This was his only way to save himself!

Five meters, three meters, one meter, half a meter...

Miao Han's fist rapidly magnified in his field of vision.

Hang in there!

You must hold on!

Bai Lijing's muscles were twitching involuntarily, and his heart was roaring.

You absolutely must hold on!

However, an accident occurred.

Just as the punch was about to land, Miao Han, who was in mid-air, suddenly tilted his body strangely!

The feeling was extremely illogical, as if an invisible giant hand in the void had pulled him hard from the side. The pulling force was astonishing, actually deflecting most of Miao Hanqian's terrifying momentum.

Miao Han's eyes widened in astonishment, but everything happened so fast that he couldn't react in mid-air.

boom!!

The iron fist struck empty air.

The violent force of the punch grazed past Baili Jing, and Miao Han's punch missed by more than a meter, slamming hard into a large pile of cargo boxes in the distance, sending up a shower of wood chips.

Baili Jing was stunned.

Is this awkward?

Before he could figure it out, Miao Han had already scrambled up from the ruins.

He spat out the wood chips from his mouth, his face contorted with rage, and began to curse loudly at the thick fog around him:

"You slut! Don't ruin my fun! Get out here!!"

slut?

Baili Jing looked around warily.

Did someone just save me?

The next second, a charming woman's soft laugh echoed from the swirling white steam around them:

"Hehe... Miao Xingxing, how dare you? A mere Qi Xinjing (a type of cultivator) actually attacks a mortal who isn't even a cultivator, and you even have this three-punch agreement? If you kill him, I'll laugh at you for the rest of my life."

As they were talking, a woman slowly emerged from the mist.

She wore a brightly colored, sheer long dress, her waist swaying gracefully, dressed in an extremely alluring manner, but of course, she was also equipped with a large number of steam-powered components.

Between those long, slender, white legs, one could clearly see bronze gears that were fused with her flesh, making a crisp meshing sound under her skin as she walked.

But the strangest thing was her right arm.

Below the shoulders, there was no flesh or blood left; it was a pitch-black, pure metal mechanical arm, densely covered with dark gold runes. At the end of this mechanical arm, however, instead of a hand with fingers, it was connected to a large, flat, black, round stone.

The surrounding members of the Canal Gang all changed their expressions upon seeing this woman.

The thugs in black not only didn't step forward to stop them, but instead, as if they had seen a plague god, hurriedly made way for them, their eyes filled with awe and fear.

The woman's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, noticing Baili Jing's appraising gaze, and she gave him a flirtatious look:

"Young man, you're quite fit... Do you know your sister?"

Baili Jing honestly shook his head.

The woman chuckled, her body trembling with delight: "Let's get to know each other today. My name is Hua Xiangrong, and I adore handsome young men like you with your well-proportioned figures."

"Slut!!"

Miao Han shouted, directly interrupting her teasing.

The giant man stared at her with a furious expression, gritting his teeth as he said:

"This is Blackwater Gang's business, none of your concern! A good dog doesn't block the way, get out of my way!"

Hua Xiangrong shrugged innocently, gently stroking the large round stone in her right hand with her left hand, and giggled:

"I don't care about the Blackwater Gang's mess, but you've made such a big fuss that you've almost turned the whole city upside down. Second Master couldn't stand it anymore and specially called me to come and take a look."

At this point, Hua Xiangrong smiled sweetly:

"Or do you want to fight me too? I filled my furnace with black gold before I came here today, you can't hit me."

Baili Jing stared at the round stone and roughly understood what was going on.

Miao Han's body was suddenly pulled off course in mid-air, which was obviously the woman's doing. Combined with her statement that she "couldn't be hit," Baili Jing immediately concluded that the round stone was a magnet.

magnet!

Most of the steam cultivators have steel components riveted to their bodies, and these anomalies that can manipulate magnetism are their natural nemesis.

Does this turn me into Magneto? Or is there some limitation to the use of this thing?

Miao Han was so angry his face turned purple, and veins bulged on his forehead: "Can't hit you? I'll tear you apart!!"

He slammed his fists together, and the steam furnace behind him roared again, rising from the ground and rushing madly towards Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong also stopped smiling and, without further ado, suddenly extended her right hand.

The mechanical components on her right arm instantly emitted a large amount of white steam, and then all the talisman patterns on them lit up. The magnetic force took effect in an instant, and all the muscles in her body tensed up suddenly. She had obviously used a lot of strength to pull her right arm to the side!

call! !

An invisible magnetic force gripped the steel components on Miao Han's body, causing him to lurch violently again, lose his balance, and crash into the group of Cao Gang disciples on the other side.

The sounds of bones cracking and screams rang out again, and several black-clad thugs were instantly killed or knocked unconscious.

Taking advantage of this opening, Hua Xiangrong suddenly turned her right hand towards Baili Jing and swung it in mid-air.

Before Baili Jing could react, he found that the iron chains he was holding suddenly started to rotate on their own, and under the control of magnetic force, they wrapped around his entire body tightly.

Baili Jing was shocked, his blood boiling with rage: "Sister Hua, what are you doing?!"

"Sister Flower? I really like this nickname..."

Hua Xiangrong chuckled, a mischievous glint in her beautiful eyes: "Don't be afraid, young master. Aren't you in a hurry to save your brother? I'll give you a ride!"

With that, she suddenly raised her right hand into the air.

A powerful magnetic force pulled the chains, lifting Baili Jing's body into the air.

He exclaimed in surprise, soaring over the heads of hundreds of Cao Gang disciples and flying straight towards the distant sea of ​​Shanghai.

"You slut! You're asking for it! Stop!!"

The tyrannical roars of the Miao and Han people echoed once more.

He crawled out, his eyes bloodshot, steam billowing from his body, and charged at Hua Xiangrong like a madman.

Hua Xiangrong dared not be negligent. Her expression turned serious, and she had no choice but to withdraw her control over Baili Jing in the distance. She activated the talisman on her right arm again, aimed it at Miao Han, and tried to deflect the opponent's attack with a strong magnetic field.

In an instant, a loud crash rang out, and the two were locked in combat.

Because she removed the magnetic force, Baili Jing, who was flying in the air, suddenly lost propulsion and began to fall rapidly.

He opened his eyes wide in mid-air and saw where he was falling.

Oh no, he was still more than ten meters away from the sea, and below him, there were countless low-level disciples of the Canal Gang surrounding him.

"Get out of here!!"

Baili Jing didn't panic. Hua Xiangrong was already doing him a huge favor by using magnetic force to send him so far away. As long as Miao Han didn't stop him, he could escape!

He roared, squeezing out the heat within his body, his muscles bulging wildly, and his arms suddenly swung out!

collapse!collapse!collapse!

The chains could not withstand the brute force of flesh and blood and broke inch by inch.

The next second, Baili Jing crashed to the ground like a meteorite, and using the terrifying momentum of his fall, he unleashed a violent sweeping kick.

The immense force swept across the ground, creating a whirlwind that instantly sent the surrounding black-clad disciples flying. Screams filled the air as he forcefully smashed a gap in the encirclement.

Baili Jing dared not linger. Using the force of the recoil, he charged forward and roared with all his might towards the billowing smoke and fog behind him:

"Thank you so much, Sister Hua!!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed to the edge of the dock and plunged into the sea without hesitation.

Behind them, Hua Xiangrong and Miao Han were locked in fierce combat, the roaring sounds and steam still echoing above the ruins, but all of that was gradually fading away.

Baili Jing swam vigorously underwater. Many Cao Gang disciples in the distance also went into the water to give chase, but they were far slower than Baili Jing and were soon left behind.

"The canal gang is indeed not a monolithic entity."

Baili Jing swam while secretly pondering.

He knew about Blackwater Hall; it was the headquarters of Ding Yan, the third leader of the Canal Gang, and the docks were also Blackwater Hall's business.

So... could the Second Master that Hua Xiangrong mentioned be the second-in-command of the Canal Gang?

Her sudden appearance suggests that this is just the tip of the iceberg of factional struggles and power grabs within the canal gang.

However, these things have nothing to do with him for the time being.

Now all he has to do is get to where his brother was arrested as soon as possible.

"Hang in there, Xiao Jie..."

"Master Yang... tonight is your death day!"

Bai Lijing silently hardened his heart and swam at full speed towards the waters behind the slum.