From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

If Ah Qing could support the Tiger Gang, he could easily support the Lion Gang, Leopard Gang, and Black Bear Gang as well. Only by killing him can we solve this problem once and for all!

I will not offend others unless they offend me. Since Aqing wants to kill Chen Shi, Chen Shi has no reason to let him go.

In order to kill A Qing, Chen Shi gathered thirty ninth-rank martial artists from the Flying Eagle Gang and the Wolf Poison Gang! These were all from humble backgrounds, barely reaching the rank of 400 jin in strength, but their advantage lay in their numbers.

In particular, having spent years on the streets, they may not be very good at fighting one-on-one, but they are especially skilled at group fights and melees due to their extensive experience.

However, it must be said that A Qing's strength exceeded Chen Shi's expectations. With a solid foundation of 800 jin of strength, coupled with top-grade explosive martial arts, she remained fierce and powerful even when surrounded.

In an instant, everyone retreated, trembling, but dared not confront A Qing head-on. After all, two people had already died at A Qing's hands.

Therefore, if Chen Shi wants to kill A Qing, he still has to rely on himself!

"die!"

He mingled among the crowd, waiting for his chance to strike. Seizing an opening in A Qing's defenses, he slashed at her with his sword without hesitation.

Clang!

With a piercing sound like metal clashing, Aqing blocked Chen Shi's attack once again.

Looking at Chen Shi in front of him, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He knew perfectly well that among these people, only Chen Shi posed a real threat to him.

He had two eyes; one was used to deal with the others, but the other was constantly fixed on Chen Shi!

Chen Shi frowned slightly, and once again exerted force with his wrist, forcing A Qing back several steps.

Then he rolled on the spot and unleashed another flurry of slashes at A Qing's lower body.

"Rolling Wind Slash, Night Battle Blade Technique, humph."

Ah Qing sneered, then easily dealt with and resolved the situation.

Under Gu Chenglie's tutelage, A Qing not only mastered the Yellow-Rank Upper-Grade Blood Nourishing and Qi Explosion martial arts, but also had the freedom to borrow other Yellow-Rank martial arts from the library.

While he may not be an expert in all martial arts, he is certainly knowledgeable and well-traveled.

The Yellow Rank Low-Grade Night Battle in All Directions is an extremely common sword technique, so how could he not know it and completely disregard it?

However, Chen Shi's power was far too great.

With the superior blood-nourishing martial arts, A Qing cultivated to a strength of 800 jin. Now, she has also mastered the superior qi-exploding martial arts to its extreme. With the enhancement of blood qi, her strength has nearly doubled, reaching a strength of 1,500 to 1,600 jin.

Even so, they still couldn't stop Chen Shi. How strong must Chen Shi be? That strength is simply terrifying.

Ah Qing looked at Chen Shi, pondering to herself, "Is this boy exceptionally gifted, or has he had some kind of extraordinary encounter...?"

"Hmph! You're asking for it!"

But then, Chen Shi pressed forward again with his steel knife, and A Qing didn't have time to think about anything else.

He snorted coldly and swung his sword again to meet the attack.

But as the fight went on, Aqing started to feel that something was wrong.

After several unsuccessful sneak attacks, Chen Shi simply stopped hiding and, with the help of others harassing him, launched a relentless pursuit.

Judging from the moves, it was indeed Night Battle in All Directions, but it felt rather strange to Aqing.

A set of sword techniques refined from battlefield experience, ruthless and decisive, aiming to kill with a single blow or cripple the enemy with a single strike, but when Chen Shi displayed it, it carried a strange sense of madness.

At this moment, in A Qing's eyes, Chen Shi was like a madman.

Yes, it's insane.

Although the moves of Night Battle in All Directions are simple, it is often said that moves are static, but people are dynamic. The same martial art can be used very differently by different people.

Chen Shi was in this situation. He used the Night Battle Eight Directions technique like a madman, and the changes and connections between his moves were often unexpected, catching A Qing off guard several times and leaving her in a flurry of activity.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?!"

Unable to contain herself any longer, Aqing shouted a question.

Chen Shi remained silent and continued his frenzied hacking at A Qing.

He thought to himself, "Even Night Battle of Eight Directions can't recognize him. It seems that Ah Qing is only focused on cultivation and doesn't know much about other martial arts."

"hateful!"

Before she knew it, Chen Shi had almost severed her forearm with a single blow, and A Qing was filled with rage.

His brows furrowed, his gaze suddenly darkened, and the next moment, his blood energy erupted violently.

"Um?"

Just as he was about to strike again, Chen Shi suddenly widened his eyes.

As the air currents swirled, Aqing's scythe, formed from condensed blood energy, instantly expanded several times in size.

If it was once a small sickle for harvesting wheat, it is now a giant scythe in the hands of death.

The blade was already slashing down, and Chen Shi didn't have time to think. He gripped the blade horizontally with both hands to block the attack. This was the only defensive move in Night Battle of Eight Directions: Iron Bolt.

Clang!

With a loud bang, Chen Shi staggered back two steps before regaining his footing.

Not only has its attack range increased, but its power has also increased significantly.

Fortunately, Chen Shi possessed the strength of two thousand catties; otherwise, this strike would have been enough to cripple him.

"I'll kill you!"

Aqing swung her giant scythe continuously, staring at Chen Shi with a sinister gaze.

By using special techniques, one can increase their blood energy output in a short period of time, thereby increasing their attack range and power.

Of course, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. This greatly increases the rate at which blood and energy are consumed, and they will be depleted very quickly.

But given the current situation, Aqing can't worry about much else.

In short, just kill Chen Shi before your blood and energy are exhausted!

"Oops."

Whether dodging or blocking, Chen Shi frowned, struggling to defend himself.

Ah Qing was already fierce, and now he was even more unstoppable. Everyone else retreated, and no one dared to approach within two or three meters. In this way, Ah Qing could focus all her attention on him.

Ignoring everything else, he chased after Chen Shi and unleashed a frenzied barrage of slashes.

In terms of techniques, Chen Shi is no match for A Qing at all, and now even his strength is being suppressed, so he has no advantage whatsoever.

If it weren't for the enhanced physical abilities and quick reflexes provided by the Elephant King Stance, he would probably have been split in two by Ah Qing.

But simply avoiding and covering up is not a solution.

Moreover, Aqing's attacks were far too fierce.

"Let's see how long you can hold out!"

While pondering, Aqing let out a roar and swung her scythe down fiercely once more.

Chen Shi's eyes widened, and with no room to dodge, he could only raise his knife to parry again.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the steel knife in my hand snapped in two!

During the repeated clashes with Aqing, the knife, already riddled with nicks, finally reached its limit.

"broken."

Using the force of Aqing's chop, Chen Shi rolled to the side, looking at the broken knife, which was only about a foot long, in his hand, his face extremely ugly.

They were no match to begin with, and now that their weapons are useless, how can they possibly fight Ah Qing?

"Gaga! Die!"

Ah Qing let out two smug laughs, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and the giant scythe he had conjured in his other hand slashed down again.

Chen Shi could only continue to dodge, but under A Qing's continuous attacks, he soon lost his room to dodge again.

Seeing another slash coming at him, Chen Shi had no choice but to grit his teeth and use his broken sword to meet it.

But how could this battered and broken sword possibly withstand it? If it couldn't, his life would be in danger.

"hateful!"

Staring at the giant scythe coming down, Chen Shi's eyes widened, and he roared with all his might.

In an instant, the blood in my body seemed to boil!

Buzz!

As the broken sword was swung, a burst of air was released.

Pong!

When the broken blade and the giant scythe collided, a muffled thud was heard, and two powerful auras suddenly exploded outwards.

"Hmm!"

The sudden, immense force caused Ah Qing, who had just been smug and excited, to instantly widen her eyes, her eye sockets bursting open, and she was thrown away.