Chapter 74: One Man’s Power Suppresses The Grain Transport Gang
Inside Twin Dragon Gorge, the cold wind was like blades.
The silver spear that had been shaken flying into the sky finally began falling back down at this moment. Hong Yuan flicked his foot, and a pebble shot out as fast as shooting stars.
With a ‘clang’ trembling ring, it struck the spear shaft. The Life-Snatching Throat-Locking Spear took this blow, flipped around in mid-air, spun as it fell, and landed right in Hong Yuan’s palm.
At the same time, Han Ding Tian ‘thud thud thud’ retreated urgently backward. With every step back, the green stone slabs under his feet cracked inch by inch, leaving deep footprints.
Until ‘puff puff puff’ sounds burst open from his chest, blood flowers splashed, and this Spear King’s face was already drained of all color, pale as paper.
He let out a mad roar from his throat, still tightly gripping the long spear in his palm, and fiercely thrust it into the ground.
Within a radius of several zhang, the green stone-paved ground trembled violently. Large patches of stone gravel splashed up. Han Ding Tian used the long spear as a support point, standing rigidly motionless, his body straight as a javelin, eyes glaring deadly at Hong Yuan.
He had already lost all breath.
Hong Yuan’s strike combined the elusive unpredictability of Flowing Cloud Wuding Strength with the fierce sharpness of Tiger Fiend Mountain Splitting Strength. The two forces merged, and Han Ding Tian didn’t even have time to block before it was imprinted on his chest, the force directly entering his lungs and organs.
Outwardly it seemed unharmed, but his internal organs had already been shattered by the rigid and domineering force!
This Mingzhou’s number one spear, no matter how great his fame in life, had no value in death. Hong Yuan was too lazy to look again, only glancing at the person under his foot.
“What was that move you just used?”
This Surging Waves Hand Lei Meng’s sudden violent strike seemed dangerous, but it had actually been under Hong Yuan’s mind reflection all along.
He had even detected Lei Meng lurking under the reef from the very start.
Coincidentally, his hiding spot was one Hong Yuan had probed earlier.
So-called sneak attack was just a joke.
The only thing that somewhat surprised Hong Yuan was that when Lei Meng made his move, it actually made the qi and blood in his body stir uncontrollably.
Though the effect was very slight and Hong Yuan could calm it with one circulation of his qi and blood, it was enough to make him curious.
How could Lei Meng listen to his words?
He was an existence like the Supreme Emperor of the Grain Transport Gang, with the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands in his grasp.
Yet now he was stepped on the head with one foot, pressed into the mud, water, and sand. He only felt a blaze of rage burning in his chest, humiliation to the extreme, roaring from his mouth and struggling desperately.
He surged his force, his spine shaking, like a great dragon about to break free from its cage.
Bang!
Hong Yuan exerted force again, and thread-like fine force spread out from under his foot, spreading from Lei Meng’s head like a spider web.
After reaching the Microscopic Level, he no longer feared the force being too great and accidentally shattering his own boot.
Lei Meng immediately felt his whole body pierced by needles, hundreds of fine needles stabbing into the places where his body and qi and blood flowed most fiercely, instantly causing his qi and blood to churn and reflux.
The backlash force made him grunt and directly pass out.
Hong Yuan raised his hand again, cold gleam flashing as the spear tip tapped repeatedly. ‘Crack crack’ sounds of bones shattering rang out, crushing Lei Meng’s elbows and knees.
He still didn’t stop. The silver spear fell, fiercely piercing through Lei Meng’s right pipa bone, the spear shaft sinking nearly half into the ground, stringing Lei Meng together with the ground.
“Once I clean up the Grain Transport Gang, I’ll come interrogate you. Make sure you don’t die!”
Hong Yuan’s ears already caught rumbling footsteps, urgent and loud, as large groups of people swarmed onto the city wall.
These people wore varied clothing, most were Grain Transport Gang disciples, but there were also over a hundred soldiers in leather armor charging ahead, bows drawn and arrows nocked.
A silver-armored young general leaped out, bounding onto the city wall, shouting hoarsely: “Loose arrows! Loose arrows! Shoot him dead!”
Hong Yuan’s gaze was like a sword, even able to see his face twisted from the angry roar.
Of course, the most eye-catching was the missing ear.
Guo Ju’s whole body trembled from fear, roaring repeatedly.
Even though this was the Grain Transport Gang headquarters with over a thousand people, including no lack of skilled martial artists, and over two or three hundred elite warriors by his side, he still felt no safety, his heart ice-cold.
Those were two Microscopic Level Grandmasters, top-tier experts in the jianghu!
How could they just lose like this?
Why was that Hong Yuan so strong? How could he be so strong?
He was already this strong, so why target the Guo Family? His Guo Family was always benevolent and kind to others. Exactly where had they offended this person to draw such a formidable enemy?
Guo Ju’s mind churned like raging waves, countless emotions surging. He even hated Han Ding Tian—what Mingzhou’s number one spear, totally undeserved reputation. His Guo Family and Hua Family had promised many benefits to invite Han Ding Tian to act.
Though now those benefits didn’t need to be given.
And Lei Meng, what Surging Waves Hand nonsense, total soft-legged shrimp. Han Ding Tian at least exchanged a few breaths with that man, but Lei Meng went down in one face-off!
As Guo Ju’s furious roar echoed in the gorge, Hong Yuan suddenly lunged forward, grabbing with one hand and snatching the long spear from Han Ding Tian’s palm.
His figure flashed, brushing past Han Ding Tian’s rigid body.
The latter, losing support, fell straight down. Hong Yuan unleashed Spiral Force, hurling it with a swing.
Whoosh!
The long spear pierced the airflow, emitting a sharp piercing whistle. In a blink, it crossed over ten zhang through the air, but not toward Guo Ju on the city wall.
The long spear like a sharp arrow shot straight to under the city gate, Han Ding Tian’s initial standing position.
The refined iron spear tip collided with the hard wall, not embedding straight in, but under some strange force, it ‘whoosh whoosh’ spun up, frictionally clashing violently with the wall, suddenly bursting large sparks. This shadow-covered area instantly lit white.
Two pushcarts were unexpectedly under the city gate, both covered in weeds. Sparks fell, quickly igniting flames—perhaps the weeds was also doused with fire oil. With one gust of cold wind, it suddenly burst into blaze!
The next moment!
A rumbling thunderous explosion spread out. Flames soared at the city gate, lighting everything red, followed by countless fragments, iron sand, and metal shards shooting in all directions.
The entire Grain Transport Gang Stockade trembled in this earth-shaking blast. The city wall was in chaos, cries and shouts from Grain Transport Gang members echoing from all sides.
This boom also shook the hearts of spectators on both gorge sides, pounding. Many recoiled in horror, but people behind pushed forward, instantly sending many tumbling off the cliffs like dumplings.
Numerous jianghu people showed horrified looks, eyes fixed on the platform below, watching Han Ding Tian crash to the ground, another pierced through the arm by a long spear!
“Spear King Han Ding Tian is dead?”
Almost everyone found it unbelievable. Even though Hong Yuan’s recent battle record was astonishing, Han Ding Tian had been famous for decades, hailed as Mingzhou’s number one spear, a true major figure in the martial world.
When Han Ding Tian suddenly appeared, everyone thought it would be a dragon-tiger battle, yet the moment before, the Spear King was aura-dominant, forcing Hong Yuan to retreat repeatedly, silver spear flying from hand.
Yet at that moment, another expert coordinated with Han Ding Tian for a pincer attack. They thought Hong Yuan was done for, but in an instant, winds changed—Spear King dead, sneak attacker inexplicably down.
Force is formless and substanceless. Hong Yuan’s unleashed Condensed Needle Force was even subtler. These people watched from above the gorge, already at a distance—not to mention ordinary folk, even martial artists at Entering Force level couldn’t discern the mystery.
They only saw a blood flower burst on the sneak attacker’s face, then he screamed and fell the next moment.
“Who was that sneak attacker?” someone asked in shock.
Han Ding Tian and Hong Yuan’s clash was so rapid, ordinary people couldn’t intervene. Thus, though Grain Transport Gang had many experts, they didn’t dare act rashly.
That person lurked in the rapids, qualified to coordinate with Han Ding Tian, clearly a Great Master.
“It’s Surging Waves Hand Lei Meng!” A knowledgeable martial artist sighed: “Lei Meng hasn’t appeared in ten years; many guessed he was dead. Now it seems… alas! Better off dead!”
As shocked cries spread, Hong Yuan also erupted, turning into a residual shadow lunging out, flying onto the city wall.
Many on the city wall were unsteady, still swaying, when a gale swept through, lightly rolling and sending seven or eight flying in all directions.
Guo Ju steadied himself, saber in hand, eyes bloodshot, roaring loudly: “Come on!”
“What are you looking at?” A flat voice sounded by his ear. Guo Ju shuddered violently as a finger flicked suddenly on his forehead.
Dang!
Finger force clashed with Guo Ju’s helmet. A fierce dense force exploded out, instantly breaking into his brain. Guo Ju’s vision went white; he saw nothing.
“Isn’t staying alive good? Why come deliver death!”
Hong Yuan recognized this person as the Guo Family man whose ear he cut off in the prefecture city that day. After dealing with the Grain Transport Gang, he’d still visit the prefecture city.
But for great families like Guo Family and Hua Family, with thriving numbers, main and branch lines numbering hundreds or thousands, even if he killed through, he’d only target key figures. For someone like Guo Ju, as long as he didn’t appear before him, Hong Yuan had no interest.
As for those who slipped the net…
Let them slip. Was he afraid of their comeback?
Snatching the saber from Guo Ju’s hand, Hong Yuan slashed backhanded. With a ripping wind sound, three more heads flew skyward.
The next moment, saber light and force swirled, suddenly turning into a rapidly spinning meat grinder. The city wall instantly filled with wails, flesh and blood flying.
Metal clashed in succession. In just a few breaths, dozens more were wounded or dead. Hong Yuan’s long saber also snapped; he hurled the broken blade through the air, piercing one’s throat.
Whoosh!
His figure leaped to the high point of the city wall, shouting: “Han Ding Tian is dead, Lei Meng is in my grasp. Grain Transport Gang people, surrender or not?”
The remaining Grain Transport Gang disciples on the city wall, and the Linjiang Prefecture soldiers brought by Guo Ju, were all terrified by the killing, screaming and retreating, crying for parents.
Even those who wanted to rush up to help now threw down their weapons, faces of fear and bewilderment—especially upon hearing Lei Meng’s name, hearts trembling.
Amid the wails, several stepped forward, all in brocade robes, not like jianghu folk but like wealthy gentlemen. They too were trembling, but the leader, face deathly pale, maintained composure: “Young Hero Hong, you’ve already won. Our Grain Transport Gang surrenders. State your conditions.”
Hong Yuan glanced at him: “Who are you?”
“This old man is the Grain Transport Gang Second Head, surnamed He named…”
The man cupped hands in salute, forcing composure.
Whoosh!
Figure flashing, Hong Yuan was suddenly beside him, big hand reaching to grip his head. Force surged from his five fingers, Tiger Fiend Mountain Splitting Strength circulating, twisting once around his neck.
With a ‘sizzle’, blood split open. Hong Yuan held his head in hand. As the headless corpse crashed down, his voice drifted: “I asked if you want to live or die, and you negotiate terms with me?”
This scene terrified the surrounding Grain Transport Gang crowd, legs going soft. Hong Yuan glanced and saw the other leader-like men hesitating, so he waved his hand, hurling the head to smash one’s face, bones cracking.
“We surrender! Spare us!”
The remaining few dared not hesitate, knees buckling to kneel, heads thudding on the ground. Seeing the ‘leaders’ kneel, surrounding Grain Transport Gang disciples also prostrated.
Twin Dragon Gorge winds howled, echoes of ‘surrender’ resounding. Thousands of eyes on both gorge sides watched this scene in shock.
One man’s power suppressed Han Ding Tian and Lei Meng, two martial arts Grandmasters, and forced a great force like the Grain Transport Gang to surrender. They gazed at the white-clothed slender youth standing on the city wall, as if witnessing the birth of a legend.
