Chapter 71: A Monster’s Lair?
“Good courage!”
Gana looked at Fang Zhen, who took the initiative to meet him, and was quite surprised. He had not expected this intermediate apprentice to be completely unafraid of death as he brought the Mountain Splitting Great Axe down in a sudden chop.
Apprentice-level Martial Skill Savage Bear!
With one swing, his strength directly doubled.
Bang!
The spear and the Mountain Splitting Great Axe collided, and the floor beneath their feet shattered instantly. The impact reverberated, allowing everyone on the training ground to clearly feel the tremor in the air.
Immediately after blocking Gana’s axe, Fang Zhen was sent flying several meters away and had to retreat several steps in a row before he could steady his body.
“Worthy of being a boss, that strength is really something.” Fang Zhen’s hands that gripped the spear were trembling, but his gaze on Gana was filled with excitement. “But I can fight!”
The axe strike empowered by Gana’s Martial Skill, although much stronger than the Gold-Devouring Unicorn Rat, was still used by a human, not a monster. Even with armor, ordinary weapons could still cause damage, making him overall much easier to deal with than the Gold-Devouring Unicorn Rat.
“Only lightly injured?”
Gana looked at Fang Zhen, who had stood up again, full of astonishment.
With that Martial Skill-empowered chop, even if an advanced apprentice used a Martial Skill to block, they would be unable to wield their weapon after taking it head on. Yet Fang Zhen, an intermediate apprentice, not only could still hold his weapon, he could continue fighting. It was simply unbelievable.
“Can you still fight?”
At this moment, not only was Gana somewhat shocked, but Qin Mu, who had rushed over to support, also looked at Fang Zhen in disbelief.
Facing a quasi-martial artist like Gana, even he, as a limit apprentice, would be suppressed, even when using Martial Skills. He had never imagined that an intermediate apprentice would actually be able to confront Gana head on.
Yet before Qin Mu could recover from his shock, he saw several figures in dark gray T-shirts surround Gana. They showed not the slightest hesitation just because Fang Zhen, an intermediate apprentice, had been forced back.
“His axe hits hard. Do not take it head on. We three intermediate apprentices will pin him down; the others look for openings,” Luo Wu Shang reminded everyone, then, together with Zhang Qing Wei beside her, directly attacked Gana.
Seeing Luo Wu Shang and the others launching a siege on him, Gana could not help but let out an angry laugh.
A dignified quasi-martial artist, treated as prey to be hunted by a few intermediate apprentices. Just how much were they underestimating him?
But before Gana could use Savage Bear again, the standard A6 long sword in Luo Wu Shang’s hand lit up. Yes, it literally shone like a light. Nine silver-white flashes appeared, so fast they were almost imperceptible.
Martial Artist-level Martial Skill Point Star!
This extremely fast attack that surpassed the limit of neural reaction was not something even Gana dared to take lightly. He responded with the strength-focused Savage Bear, instinctively swinging his great axe to block.
Even though the axe weighed over two hundred kilograms, in Gana’s hands it moved like a wooden stick, and with its massive blade surface he blocked all of Luo Wu Shang’s thrusts.
However, with each block, Gana felt his hand go numb from the shock. After nine consecutive strikes, he almost lost his grip on the axe.
While Gana was blocking Luo Wu Shang, Zhang Qing Wei had already reached his back. Her A6 long saber turned into five overlapping saber lights that merged into one, thrusting straight toward Gana’s back.
Martial Artist-level Martial Skill Rippling Wave Saber!
At this moment, Rippling Wave Saber carried three times the destructive power, its might no weaker than Spark.
“Damn it!”
Although Gana had long since noticed Zhang Qing Wei, he had no strength to spare to use the great axe to block while dealing with Luo Wu Shang’s thrusts. But Gana was ultimately a quasi-martial artist. With a nimble turn, he brought the great axe across his chest and directly blocked Zhang Qing Wei’s strike.
Boom!
More than 1600 kilograms of force blasted Gana back several steps, and the great axe in his hand trembled violently.
Just as Gana let out a breath of relief, Zhao Hu, whose figure exceeded two meters, slammed a palm toward Gana’s back. The palm wind howled like thunder.
The precision of Zhao Hu’s timing with this strike was such that even Qin Mu, who was rushing over not far away, could not help but feel admiration.
“You are courting death!”
Gana had not yet fully steadied himself. Seeing yet another beginner apprentice attacking him, he was truly enraged. He stomped down hard to stabilize his stance, then, with slightly trembling hand, met the palm head on.
In Gana’s eyes, it was just a beginner apprentice. Even with a Martial Skill, his strength should not surpass Gana’s normal level.
Bang!
Gana suddenly felt an unprecedented sharp pain in his palm, as if his whole arm no longer belonged to him. He stumbled back two more steps, and the arm he had used to clash palms hung down, with fresh blood dripping continuously onto the floor of the Martial Arts Hall.
As this scene unfolded, everyone fighting around them, especially the experts of the White Feather Gang, looked at Gana with deep confusion in their eyes.
Although Gana had only just been promoted to quasi-martial artist, he was a genuine quasi-martial artist.
Yet now a quasi-martial artist was being suppressed by three apprentices below the advanced level working together. If this spread, no one would believe it.
“Could Vice Gang Leader Gana be in bad condition?”
After thinking it over, the experts of the White Feather Gang could only come up with this single explanation.
But only Gana, who had personally exchanged blows, knew his true condition.
“Martial Artist-level Martial Skills?”
Gana swept his gaze over Luo Wu Shang and the other two, as well as Fang Zhen, who was preparing to charge in again. Though he was unwilling to believe it, it seemed that a few apprentices below the intermediate or advanced level were actually suppressing him.
Aside from Martial Artist-level Martial Skills, there was no other possibility.
Four apprentices who had mastered Martial Artist-level Martial Skills. Who would believe that?
“He is injured! Hurry and grab first blood!”
No one knew which player shouted that, but the experts of the three teams present all charged toward Gana together. More than six people on the field used Martial Artist-level Martial Skills.
Prairie Fire Style Spark!
Point Star!
Rippling Wave Saber!
Lightning Palm!
“Damn it! Just how many monsters has this Gray Robe Gang raised!”
The sight made Gana’s scalp go numb. All of these Martial Skills were ones he had just experienced firsthand. Although he could surpass them in strength using Savage Bear, there was no way he could face six people at once, each bursting forth with power beyond his normal state.
Or rather, these people were not so-called apprentices below the intermediate level at all. Every single one of them was capable of contending with a limit apprentice.
And fighting a limit apprentice was not the main issue. The key was that each of them used a different Martial Artist-level Martial Skill.
A single Martial Artist-level Martial Skill was something even the major gangs in the suburbs would not pass on lightly. Normally, each major gang in the suburbs only controlled one or two Martial Artist-level Martial Skills.
A gang possessing four Martial Artist-level Martial Skills was something even those major suburban gangs did not dare to dream of.
But that still was not the most critical point. The higher the grade of a Martial Skill, the harder it was to learn, especially Martial Artist-level Martial Skills, which were designed for martial artists, not apprentices.
Even if taught personally, one would encounter all sorts of problems while learning a Martial Artist-level Martial Skill. Only after the brain had grown significantly could one truly grasp it. Being able to master a Martial Artist-level Martial Skill as an apprentice was so difficult that even among a hundred apprentices, not necessarily one would succeed.
Yet he had run into them.
One would have been enough, but there were now more than six people who had all mastered Martial Artist-level Martial Skills.
This made Gana wonder if he had not yet woken up and was trapped in some terrifying dream.
Although Gana thought many things, in reality it all happened in an instant.
In that instant, Gana turned and ran without hesitation.
Before he could get far, an arrow and an alloy shovel flew accurately toward him, forcing him to wave his hand to deflect them.
That brief pause allowed a not very tall figure to suddenly dart in. Gana almost wanted to curse out loud at what kind of people this Gray Robe Gang had, that they could precisely predict his movement trajectory.
“You brat are courting death!”
Seeing the figure rushing up behind him, Gana’s gaze turned icy cold.
He had been unable to handle the earlier group assault, but now with only Lin Qi, an intermediate apprentice, taking the lead to come at him, it was simply asking for death.
Savage Bear!
Facing Lin Qi, who was charging in with a spear, Gana did not hold back. With his recovered hands, he chopped down hard at Lin Qi. With more than 1800 kilograms of force, even a Gold-Devouring Unicorn Rat would be knocked back, let alone an intermediate apprentice.
But a flame-like light suddenly flared, clearly brighter than the Spark Fang Zhen had used earlier, even faintly radiating a hint of scorching heat.
Prairie Fire Style Spark!
Lin Qi already had more than 600 kilograms of strength. With Spark tripling his power, his strength instantly surged to over 2400 kilograms.
Boom!
With just the clash between spear and great axe, the great axe flew out of Gana’s hands.
“You!”
Gana stared at the axe flying away, then at Lin Qi in front of him, whose height was only about one meter eighty, feeling indescribable shock.
An intermediate apprentice had actually overpowered him head on. How was he supposed to accept that?
Before Gana could recover from his shock, Lin Qi struck out with his palm. A thunderclap boomed through the training ground as a white light crashed into the armor over Gana’s chest. The A6-grade armor even showed faint signs of caving in.
Martial Artist-level Martial Skill Lightning Palm!
Gana’s entire body flew more than ten meters, slamming straight into the wall of the Martial Arts Hall. Mouthful after mouthful of blood spurted out of him. He tried to say something, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyes would not stay open and slowly closed.
Then he collapsed onto the ground, with no breath left in him, clearly dead beyond any doubt.
