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Chapter 115 - 0113: Lianhuan Dock, what a great imposing presence (Fifth watch, adding one more - in running with the wind for the Alliance Hierarch)

Chapter 115: 0113: Lianhuan Dock, what a great imposing presence (Fifth watch, adding one more Chapter in running with the wind for the Alliance Hierarch)

Martial World turmoil arose again.

On the forums, the entire Black Wind Village section was boiling with activity.

In the Mixed Martial Arts World, all the players of the Black Wind Four Villages were also quickly gearing up for action.

Under the coordinated leadership of elite mountain bandit captains like Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng and Huakai Jianhong, they mobilized their forces and prepared to set out.

Before they departed, Jiang Dali had written down the marching orders.

He distributed them to Feng Sihai, Xiong Ba, Wu Yunhong, and the newly appointed Squad Leader of the Tuoshui Mountain Village, Wan Renlang, among others.

He required these four to fully support and cooperate with the players’ actions.

Captains such as Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng each collected travel expenses and a large number of horse tokens from these four NPC bosses and distributed them.

Then they prepared to split up and set off for the Western Regions Kunlun.

Xiong Ba and Feng Sihai, the big bosses who held down the villages,

although they did not understand why Jiang Dali made such a choice, to toil thanklessly and head off to the distant Western Regions to conquer enemies,

since it was the Boss’s decision and the mountain bandits sent out were all the Abnormal People who were hardy and resilient,

they did not raise a single question.

They even started to daydream about all kinds of potential benefits.

So, in less than half a day,

a total of 621 players from the Black Wind Four Villages gathered together.

Of those, 216 players who did not wish to traverse mountains and rivers to join the expedition chose to stay and guard the villages.

The other 405 belligerent players, under the leadership of elite captains like Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng, disguised themselves to hide their mountain bandit traits, then split into 40 small teams and set off towards the Western Regions Kunlun via several routes.

Stimulated by the prospects of obtaining Human Rank Martial Arts.

There were already as many as 40 players in Black Wind Village who had reached the Gathering Power Realm, including old-school mountain bandit players like Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng.

All 40 chose to join the expedition, serving as elite captains among the bandits, each leading a small team of about ten bandits.

And Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng, Huakai Jianhong, Li Jianfeng, the three great experts who had made it into the final three, also took on the roles of the three major mountain bandit captains, leading a total of 405 people in three teams.

For major decisions, it was mainly these three who made them.

This approach of assigning positions based on martial prowess, although somewhat inappropriate for military expeditions,

Jiang Dali knew that at this stage, it was the only way to make appointments.

Players only followed those stronger than themselves.

Being directed by a player weaker than oneself was unlikely, even if that person had superior intellect.

Fortunately, it so happened that Zhongyuan Miao Renfeng and the others were professional gamers, who had commanded large forces in battles before.

Handling the task of leading several hundred men on an expedition was something they were adept at.

Following the players of Black Wind Village’s incognito departure,

Jiang Dali had already mounted the giant eagle and flown out of Hui Prefecture’s territory, nearing the borders of Liangzhou.

Flying high on the giant eagle, gazing far at the scenery below,

was an experience of coolness that Jiang Dali had never had in his past life.

From his vantage point in the sky overlooking the Holy Dynasty’s lands,

he saw layers upon layers of high mountains and successive city fortresses.

Caravans formed long lines on the official roads.

Boats were arrayed in multitudes on the waterways.

In the deep forests, there stood sects in abundance, with bell sounds wavering faintly.

Atop the hills, there were temples where incense burned unceasingly.

What a wonderful scene of earthly life it was.

"Heaven is empty, and Earth is empty.

Within them, human life is but a fleeting glimpse.

The sun is empty, and the moon is empty. Who receives the glory of their rising and setting?

Haha, Laozi does this for no one but myself, to live freely in the Martial World!"

Jiang Dali sat on the giant eagle, boldly drinking wine as the howling wind tousled his not-so-long hair.

The Black Cloak trailed long behind him, fluttering in the wind as he rapidly receded into the distance.

...

Two days later,

at dusk.

On the border of Su State,

where vegetation heaved with frontier energy, and the city walls were touched with evening coolness.

Luoyun Town.

A small town lying by the mountain next to the pathway.

Due to its location at a traffic hub both inside and outside the mountain, it was quite prosperous; a small sparrow with all its vital organs.

At this hour of dusk,

the town was bustling with travelers and merchants, and teahouses, taverns, and inns sprang up in response.

Among all the inns, Laiyun Inn stood out as the largest and busiest, with the unique feature of combining a tavern with an inn for the convenience of travelers.

Laiyun Inn was currently noisy with the voices of people.

Nearly every table in the dining hall downstairs had customers.

Waiters and clerks were sweating profusely, running off their feet.

Most of the customers here were merchants.

A minority were Martial World people with swords.

There were even a few rather well-dressed players.

At this moment, these players often cast their attention toward a person sitting in a corner of the inn, their eyes flickering as though they were scheming something.

But looking at that corner of the inn,

a middle-aged man wearing a soft hat and wide-sleeved official attire was dominating a table all by himself, drinking.

This man had fair and clean skin and a dignified demeanor, showing quite a bit of grace.

"Big brother, even if we’re sure he is the second manor owner from Zhuwu Linked Rings, isn’t it a bit presumptuous for us to follow this closely?"

...

"What’s there to fear? I’ve already settled this Mr. Wu’s bill. I’ve long heard that the second manor owner of Zhuwu Linked Rings, Mr. Wu Lie, has a dignified air and exceptional Martial Arts. And with Zhuwu Linked Rings in need of good people recently, I’ve been thinking of joining them."

...

"If that’s the case, why don’t we just go up and say so?"

...

"Alright, let’s go explain now, but I’m afraid Master Wu might not be willing to take us in."

A group of players sitting in the corner seemed to intentionally raise their voices, their gaze occasionally landing on Wu Lie who was drinking wine in another corner.

As soon as the noise began, a few sneers came from another table where some Martial World people with knives and swords hung at their waists were sitting.

"What Zhuwu Linked Rings? I haven’t even heard of it, and they call themselves heroes? I’ve only heard of the Kunlun Three Saints. Who is Wu Lie?"

...

"I heard Wu Lie’s ancestor was Wu Santong, who even held a high position in the Dali Royal Family."

...

"Huh—that’s his forefather, what’s it got to do with him?"

Wu Lie’s hand, holding a wine cup, suddenly paused, hovering in mid-air.

His gaze shifted to a group of oddly dressed Martial World people sitting at a table nearby, guessing their origins, his brow slightly furrowed.

"What are you saying!? Do you know whom you are disrespecting with your nonsense?"

A player immediately stood up and angrily yelled at the group with knives and swords.

"Who? Do you know who your grandfather is?"

One of the Martial World people jumped to his feet and flicked his wrist, shooting out a Hidden Weapon.

Whoosh—a Golden Wind broke through the air, and a Flying Knife swiftly flew towards the chest of the talking player.

"Ah—"

The player only managed to cry out in shock before being struck, his blood bar emptied, turning into a white light and disappearing on the spot.

"A bunch of good-for-nothing Abnormal People, useless!"

The Martial World person who made the move sneered with contempt.

A group of players became furious, drew their swords, and confronted the assailants, especially those who wanted to join the Zhuwu Linked Rings were immediately looking to Wu Lie for help.

"Master Wu!"

Wu Lie’s expression darkened, and he cursed internally as he stepped forward and saluted the group of Martial World people.

"I am Wu Lie of the Zhuwu Linked Rings. You say I am a nobody, but may I ask who you are, distinguished heroes?"

"Ha ha ha—"

The man who threw the Flying Knife sneered and revealed the tattoos on his body, saying, "Just so this old brat knows, I’m also a nobody like you.

But my boss is Eagle Eye Old Seven, the Boss of the Twelve Linked Huts!

My boss has a friend named Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng has a friend named Jiang Dali.

And that Jiang Dali is the Black Wind Village Chief.

All of the Green Forest under the heavens is one family. You, old man, have offended the friend of my boss’s friend!

So you son of a bitch, shouldn’t you be cursed?"

"The friend of the friend of... the subordinate of the Black Wind Village Chief?"

The group of players were all dumbfounded upon hearing this.

Is the Black Wind Village Chief’s circle of friends so extensive?

They all knew that the Black Wind Village Chief was now the most famous of all NPCs who had come into contact with players.

They didn’t see the Black Wind Village Chief himself today.

But they did experience the power of this Black Wind Village Chief’s friend’s friend, which was indeed quite impressive.

"Dammit!"

Wu Lie was boiling with rage and stared coldly at the group of robbers from the Twelve Linked Huts, berating them, "I thought you were some heroic figures, but you’re just a pack of rats and dogs, unfit even to speak with me?"

"Take down this old man!"

The talking mountain bandit roared, and with another flick of his wrist, he sent several spears flying towards Wu Lie.

Wu Lie, with exceptionally sharp senses, waved his large sleeve, pointed rapidly with his fingers, and the One Yang Finger Force shot out, deflecting the incoming spears, as he yelled angrily.

"You overestimate yourselves. Today, I, the manor owner, shall rid the people of this menace!"

With that shout, he leaped out, like a giant bird swooping across the sky, towards the group of mountain bandits from the Twelve Linked Huts.

"Side by side, up!"

Seven or eight mountain bandits from the Twelve Linked Huts also leapt up, unfazed, like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, viciously attacking Wu Lie.

Still eight yards apart, a volley of mountain bandit special Hidden Weapons whistled through the air, including spear, Flying Locust Stones, Lime Powder, Flying Knives, and more, weaving into a massive net that fell straight over Wu Lie.

In an instant, the entire inn turned into an overturned pot of dye.

Tables were overturned, dishes scattered, and everyone dodged in panic.

"What do we do now?"

A group of players, seeing this chaos, looked at each other in confusion, unsure how to intervene.

Just then, grunts and screams accompanied by sharp whistling sounds rang out.

Several mountain bandits from the Twelve Linked Huts were successively struck by Wu Lie’s pressure points and fell to the ground, screaming.

Wu Lie, surrounded by seven or eight people, moved with ease. Often with just a quick rotation of his palms and a flick of his sleeve, he could scatter the Hidden Weapons in all directions.

When ten streams of Finger Wind shot out, bandits were injured.

As the second manor owner of Zhuwu Linked Rings, his strength might not have been as great as Zhu Changling’s, but it wasn’t far off.

Against this group of elite mountain bandits from the Twelve Linked Huts, apart from the initial distress due to the other side’s dirty tricks, he quickly adapted and wasn’t under much pressure.

In no time, the elites of the Twelve Linked Huts were lying on the ground, with only two still stubbornly resisting.

The players were overjoyed when they saw this and were about to swiftly strike to assist in the attack.

However, just at that moment, a loud eagle cry accompanied by a booming voice, like thunder, suddenly resounded, shaking the whole inn as if the beams trembled thrice.

"Wu Lie! You seem quite formidable. How about a match with me? Ha ha ha—"

A gust of wind suddenly blew in from an upstairs window.

Whoosh—

A massive shadow swept past the window.

In the next moment.

A giant eagle that startled everyone inside the inn dived down.

A tall figure carrying a golden knife descended from the sky and landed stably at the inn’s entrance, cracking two of the rustic, coarse green bricks with a snap, his whole body seemingly made of iron!

A group of players, seeing the face and figure of the man and the menacing purple-black question mark over his head, changed color and gasped, their voices piercing with urgency.

"The Black Wind Village Chief!"

"Shit?! The BOSS has actually ventured so far out of his territory?"

"Good gracious, is this what a Martial World feud looks like? He’s traveled so far to eliminate his enemy."

"Keep quiet for now, let’s sneakily wait for them to both suffer losses."

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(Votes and Monthly Tickets, please.)