novelraw Chapter 779 779: Killing Him is Like Killing a Chicken!
Chapter 779 779: Killing Him is Like Killing a Chicken!
"How audacious!"
"Seeking death! Open fire, kill him!!"
"Someone dares to barge in where my Shenxiao Sect is enforcing martial law!?"
The men enforcing the cordon were immediately enraged. They were all members of Yu State's top Families and the five major Sects, holding themselves in high esteem and looking down upon ordinary people.
Being ordered to enforce martial law today had already left them quite disgruntled. They never expected to encounter someone brazenly trying to break through the cordon—it was simply courting death!
This fueled their murderous intent!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The sounds of metal clashing against metal rang out and quickly closed in on Qin Heng. These were Martial Artists from the five major Sects of Yu State. Wielding swords and knives, they charged directly at Qin Heng.
Compared to the armed family members, these Martial Artists were more volatile, immediately launching a killing assault. Hundreds surrounded Qin Heng in a hacking frenzy, seemingly intent on turning him into minced meat!
The dazzling gleam of swords and knives shimmered under the sunlight, so bright that hundreds of onlookers felt blinded and involuntarily closed their eyes, terrified of the bloody scene they imagined was about to unfold.
In their minds, Qin Heng was doomed. Attacked by hundreds of men, especially experienced Martial Artists, meant certain death!
Perhaps not even a complete corpse would be left!!
BOOM!
However, the very next instant, everyone present felt the ground beneath their feet suddenly tremble violently, as if an earthquake had struck, with an incredibly strong sensation. They curiously opened their eyes and then stared in shock.
The several hundred individuals who had charged Qin Heng were now all sprawled on the ground. Each was severely injured—some with caved-in chests, others with twisted limbs, their faces bloodied—writhing and wailing.
"AHH! AHH! AHH! It hurts! My leg, my leg is broken! Broken!!"
"My hand! My hand! It's broken, broken!!"
"How is this possible? How can this be? Who is this guy? How can he be so powerful! AHH! AHH! AHH!!!"
Their ear-piercing screams, extremely harrowing and heart-wrenching, combined with their miserable states, sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers, who stared at Qin Heng in utter disbelief.
He stood there as before, hands clasped behind his back, his demeanor unruffled and calm, as if he were not the one who had just grievously wounded all those men.
"Oh my god! This man, he's like an Immortal!!"
"It's only been a few seconds! Just a few seconds, and he's beaten hundreds of people into this state?"
"Could he be one of those Grandmasters of the Transcendence Realm they talk about on TV? He's too powerful! Can a human really be this strong?"
"Inhuman! Truly inhuman!!"
The surrounding crowd erupted in exclamations, their gazes fixed on Qin Heng, faces etched with utter disbelief, shocked to their core.
WOW! WOW! "Is this handsome guy also a Martial Artist!? Oh my god, such a handsome Martial Artist! He's amazing!"
"I want to pursue him! He's tall and well-built, handsome, skilled in martial arts, incredibly strong—he radiates such a sense of security! AHHH!"
"A god among men! He's a true god among men! What does it mean to be a god among men? *This* is what it means!"
Many young women also grew incredibly excited, their hearts pounding and cheeks flushing as they gazed at Qin Heng. These were typically reserved, beautiful young ladies who usually maintained a cool demeanor towards men, often perceived by many young men as aloof, unapproachable Goddesses.
But now, these "Goddesses," faced with Qin Heng, were all burning with passionate excitement. If Qin Heng so much as beckoned, undoubtedly many of these "Goddesses" would throw themselves at him, ripe for the picking!
Admiration for the strong! This was, and always would be, an inherent part of a woman's psychology.
It wasn't just the onlookers who were shocked by Qin Heng's strength. Even the men from Yu State's most prominent families, fully armed with loaded firearms, stared at Qin Heng dumbfounded, as if they were seeing a phantom.
These were hundreds of men, all hailing from the five great Sects and possessing mighty strength. The weakest among them had Open Force, while the most powerful were even at the Half-Step Transcendence level!
They could be described as the most formidable group of Martial Artists that could be assembled in the Yu State region. Their physical abilities bordered on the inhuman: they ran faster than galloping horses, a single punch could send a car flying, and they could even penetrate steel plates!
In their hands, ordinary people were like paper, easily crushed. Those few powerhouses at Half-Step Transcendence could even walk on water, turn their breath into swords, and deflect bullets with their fingernails—they were like supermen!
So incredibly strong! Truly, unbelievably powerful!
Even fully armed with loaded guns and advanced modern firearms, they wouldn't dare to clash head-on with these Martial Artists from the Sects!
Yet, such a powerful group of people, hundreds of them, had no power to resist when they ganged up on this young man just now. They didn't even manage to touch his clothes!
They were instantly scattered by an invisible force. Waves of roiling energy, like a tempest, radiated from the young man, carrying terrifyingly powerful attacks!
In an instant, these hundreds of Martial Artists were all grievously injured!
"Do you still intend to stop me?" Qin Heng glanced at the remaining several hundred men. His gaze, like a thunderclap, carried immense authority as he asked coolly, "Or perhaps you want to kill me?"
CLANG!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A series of dull thuds rang out as these men from the various prominent families, so frightened, dropped their guns. When Qin Heng's gaze swept over them, their bodies went limp with fear, and they collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, not even daring to speak.
Once the first one fell, it triggered a chain reaction.
After the first man collapsed under Qin Heng's fearsome gaze, the others followed suit, one after another. In less than ten seconds, all the remaining several hundred men had discarded their modern firearms, slumping to the ground, ducking their heads and trembling violently.
They looked like a flock of quail scared witless—utterly ridiculous!
Qin Heng gave them a cursory glance and shook his head slightly. Paying them no further heed, he stepped past them and walked towards Tianxing Pavilion.
The onlookers watching Qin Heng's back felt an unprecedented shudder. Their very beings shook involuntarily, as they had never witnessed such a powerful person before!
So strong! He was truly too strong!!
「At the Hongmen Tower, the topmost floor of Tianxing Pavilion.」
Li Heng, Family Head of the Lis, stood by the railing, gazing into the distance. Though over fifty, he looked to be a man only in his thirties.
This head of Yu State's foremost family was dressed in a loose robe today, wearing glasses, presenting an image of refined elegance with a strong scholarly air.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man in a golden Daoist robe. His eyes, sharp as lightning, seemed to flicker with electric current, exuding a daunting, awe-inspiring presence, as if a deity wielding thunder and lightning had descended to the mortal realm.
It was none other than Chen Lingfa, Sect Leader of the Shenxiao Sect.
"Brother Lingfa, what do you make of this man's strength?" Li Heng's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Qin Heng approach Tianxing Pavilion from afar. He remarked lightly, "He actually managed to subdue everyone we had on the cordon."
"Mere ants." Chen Lingfa didn't even raise his eyelids, nor did he deign to glance at Qin Heng. He snorted coldly, his voice laced with utter disdain. "Below the Innate Realm, no one is my match. I can slaughter him as easily as a chicken. Brother Li, you need only decide how you want him to die. There's no need to worry about anything else."