Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1682 - 1576: The Butcher Who Slaughters Pigs

"Whoa, there’s an expert here!" Meng Ku slightly tensed his muscles, staring at the man standing next to Xiang Rong not far ahead, he said, "Where did this expert come from?"

Song Yun appeared quite natural; he had already noticed the expert beside Xiang Rong earlier. The strength of this expert was quite formidable, at least in Song Yun’s eyes, comparable to Meng Ku. Under the tutelage of Song Yun and the Shura Alliance, Meng Ku was now considered quite formidable. After all, some people have inherent talent, making progress incredibly rapid. At present, Meng Ku is estimated to have the strength of a top ten Dragon List fighter, and the opponent seemed to be around the top ten as well.

It might seem strange to some people why there are so many experts with Dragon List strength now, as if they were free of charge. Actually, as time goes on, everyone improves, and there have always been many experts in Shen Zhou. A Dragon List cannot encompass all the experts in Shen Zhou. There are millions enrolled in various martial arts factions in Shen Zhou, and producing a few experts from them is not difficult. In addition to Shen Zhou being a land of prodigies, naturally, these experts seem as numerous as those available without cost.

"You can have some practice." Song Yun softly said to Meng Ku, "You’ve recently hit a bottleneck. This person, I estimate, is a bit stronger than you, making him an ideal sparring partner."

"Heh heh, I’ve been itching to fight lately. Black Flood Dragon went to Yanjing, Hua Manlou couldn’t beat me, and others aren’t skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and I couldn’t defeat you. Tonight’s luck is good to encounter such a person." Meng Ku chuckled and twisted his neck.

Xiang Rong glanced at the calm group opposite him, snorted coldly, and said to the man beside him, "Butcher, brother, we’re counting on you!"

The middle-aged man, called Butcher, nodded calmly and walked forward a few steps.

Xiang Rong looked at Butcher, feeling pleased in his heart. When Butcher came to his territory back in the day, Xiang Rong treated him well, and the two ended up developing somewhat of a relationship. When Butcher visited again this year, Xiang Rong thought of recruiting him, and Butcher agreed. Although the yearly cost was staggering, having such a figure around him immensely increased his security level. As long as his life was ensured, spending money was just trivial.

Butcher stopped about five meters in front of Meng Ku and the others, then looked at Meng Ku and said, "I can sense you’re an expert too."

"Heh heh, I’m no expert." Meng Ku shook his head, walked forward a few steps, and said, "Compared to true experts, I’m still far away; I’m just one of those mediocre people who likes to call themselves experts."

"Haha." Butcher chuckled, "You’re quite right, only, in the eyes of ordinary people, we should be considered experts."

"Well, if you’re willing to compare yourself to ordinary people, then indeed, we’re experts. Of course, if we compare to babies, we’re at the Azure Dragon level of experts!" Meng Ku said with a laugh.

"Sharp tongue." Butcher shook his head, reached behind him, and a pig slaughter knife appeared in his hand.

"Oh? Butcher?" When Meng Ku saw that pig slaughter knife, he finally confirmed the identity of the man before him. There are rumors that in the southern part of Shen Zhou, there is an expert skilled in using the pig slaughter knife. This person used to slaughter pigs, then after slaughtering many, they comprehended their own pig slaughter knife technique, and when compared to others, they became pretty badass. Furthermore, their strength was considerable, as they could slaughter a pig without gasping for breath even before they understood the pig slaughter knife technique. When the technique combined with their strength, it made Butcher a slightly famous expert.

Later, due to some trivial disputes, Butcher offended a local faction, got surrounded by more than ten people, and he used the pig slaughter knife technique, crippling the dozen people, causing a sensation at the time. Authorities started pursuing Butcher, so he ran from southern Shen Zhou to the north, then back south, eliminating no less than ten people along the way, thereby forging the title "Butcher."

"Looks like you know me!" Butcher’s face showed a creepy smile, his long fugitive life leading to a slightly twisted personality, his facial muscles twitching, eyes full of crazy light.

"Of course I know, you’re a pig slaughterer." Meng Ku laughed, "Back in the day, you slaughtered many pigs, then switched to killing people. You’re renowned throughout Shen Zhou!"

"That’s all in the past." Butcher held the knife handle, letting the tip naturally point downward, and said, "You know, generally, where does one strike when slaughtering pigs?"

"I’ve never slaughtered pigs, so I don’t know." Meng Ku shook his head and said.

"You stab into the neck, directly piercing the blood vessel, then starting from the neck, you slice down directly opening the body..." Butcher started explaining how to slaughter pigs, then grinned, "Later I discovered, actually, when comparing with people, you can do the same, and then, I learned a technique."

"What technique?" Meng Ku asked.

"Skinning." Butcher laughed, "I can in one cut, peel your entire skin off, and absolutely without other tears!"

"Seems you not only like slaughtering pigs, but you’re also a psycho!" Meng Ku clasped his hands together and said, "Oh Lord, please call back this lost lamb."

"Alright, enough talk, you’re the most formidable person I’ve encountered in a year, I’ll definitely peel your skin off and hang it on my wall!" Butcher laughed, "You should feel honored for this."

"I’ll call upon the Lord to redeem you!" Meng Ku said seriously.

Bang.

Meng Ku’s voice had just fallen.

Butcher forcefully stomped to the ground, his whole body swiftly rushing towards Meng Ku, while the originally drooping pig slaughter knife was raised by Butcher, the knife tip aimed at Meng Ku’s neck, thrusting forward like lightning.

This time, the power, speed, and angle were perfect!

It seems the pig slaughter knife technique indeed has some depth. The name may be crude, but it’s quite sharp!

Meng Ku’s expression turned serious, interlocking his fingers, then fiercely lifted them to his chin, and as the blade approached, he pressed down with both hands!

Bang.

"Damn it, your grip is strong!" Meng Ku cursed.

The pig slaughter knife was forcibly clamped by Meng Ku’s palms.