The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 128 - 124: Sudden Attack

Chapter 128: Chapter 124: Sudden Attack

Somewhere in the forest of Datong Mountain, two figures were frantically fleeing.

Upon closer inspection, one of the figures was Qing Yu’s very familiar old friend, Jin Mingxuan. He was supporting another blood-stained figure as they hurried toward the location where the red Sound Arrow had soared.

"Junior Brother, go quickly, don’t worry about me," the Senior Brother being supported by Jin Mingxuan shouted.

At this moment, following the customary trope, the response should have been "No, Senior Brother, I can’t leave you behind." And true to expectation, being a cultivator of Vast Righteous Qi, Jin Mingxuan did not disappoint. He shouted, "Senior Brother Zhang, if we are to die, we will die together; I, Jin Mingxuan, am certainly not one to fear death."

"Junior Brother..." Senior Brother Zhang was moved to tears by these sincere words.

This scene, if it were between a man and a woman, could indeed be a beautiful tale.

"Nobody can escape," a loud voice yelled as a fist, heavy with Evil Qi, struck towards the two at the brink of life and death.

"Junior Brother!" Senior Brother Zhang suddenly exerted force, pushing Jin Mingxuan aside, and turned around to face the heavy punch alone with a palm strike.

"Bang—"

Senior Brother Zhang was sent flying backward by the heavy punch, crashing into a tree not far behind him, shaking the branches and leaves.

Senior Brother Zhang spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wa" sound; the blood was mixed with fragments. This punch had injured his internal organs.

"Junior Brother, go..." Despite such grave injuries, Senior Brother Zhang’s only concern was his junior brother. It had to be said that those who could cultivate Vast Righteous Qi were indeed some of the most virtuous people (with two pretenders excepted).

"No one can escape," with these words, a stout figure surrounded by evil Qi emerged from the woods.

The newcomer, brimming with evil energy, had skin as dark as if he were a black Vajra. He was as tall as Mr. Wuqu and even more robust, his wide Confucian robe stretched tight like a bodysuit.

"Junior Brother, he has mastered the Daqian Military’s ’Hundred Battle Iron Armor’ to Great Success. Neither you nor I are his match. You go first; I will cover our retreat." Senior Brother Zhang, widely knowledgeable, recognized the opponent’s condition at a glance.

"You do have insight," the man twisted his neck, causing a loud crack, "Ha, this feels much better. Using the Bone Shrinking Technique to compress into a weak, frail figure is truly uncomfortable. You cannot escape, but in light of your brotherly loyalty, I will leave your bodies intact."

"That’s not certain..." Senior Brother Zhang struggled to stand upright, leaning against the tree trunk, trying to straighten his stance, "Today, I declare my Junior Brother will certainly escape."

The already depleted True Qi began to surge again, Senior Brother Zhang’s face took on an abnormal flush of bright red, "From ancient times, who has not faced death? I’ll leave my Dan Heart to illumine the annals of history. Fellow, receive my final move ’Green Blood Illuminating the Red Heart.’"

The profound Vast Righteous Qi surged to new heights, surpassing even the prime level of Senior Brother Zhang, and continued to rise unstoppably.

The desperate move ’Green Blood Illuminating the Red Heart’ of the Confucian school, ignites one’s True Qi and life as fuel, unleashing unmatched power.

"Ha ha, desperate are we," the robust figure laughed heartily, "You truly do not resemble the scholars of our Great Daqian. Those people are like effeminate weaklings without guts, but you, you are a true warrior."

He raised his fists, murderous and Evil Qi converging upon them, turning his already dark fists jet-black, further stained with the crimson of blood energy, a last resort technique of burning Qi and blood.

"Duke Shenwu" Luo Feng, long stationed in the Western Regions, where the soldiers never lacked the courage to fight or the desperation to survive,

"Today, he who kills you is Xiao Lian of the Divine Martial Army of Daqian."

The fist of Evil Qi clashed with the moves fighting for Vast Righteous Qi; the two forces collided, causing a vast burst of Qi Force. The surrounding trees were tragically torn apart and penetrated by the Qi Force. Jin Mingxuan’s clothes flapped violently, nearly being blown away by the powerful gusts.

"Senior Brother..." Jin Mingxuan looked ahead at the figure not retreating even in the face of death, his eyes revealing an uncertainty whether filled with sorrow or guilt.

"Senior Brother, I’m here to help you." A loud shout suddenly came, as a white figure barged in, placing both hands on Senior Brother Zhang’s back. The same source of "Vast Righteous Qi" merged, pushing back the faltering "Vast Righteous Qi."

"Junior Brother Feng..." Senior Brother Zhang recognized the voice of the helper, it was Feng Jiu who had recently become a core scholar. He never expected that this Junior Brother Feng, who just accomplished "Vast Righteous Qi," would have such courage.

Senior Brother Zhang laughed heartily: "Good, Junior Brother Feng, let’s fight him together today."

The unnaturally red flush faded from his face, taking also the normal color of his blood, leaving Senior Brother Zhang’s face completely pale, even his hair slowly turning gray. This was a true life-or-death strike.

"Pfft—"

This sound of spitting blood, however, came from Xiao Lian of the Divine Martial Army, who moments before seemed invincible. The desperate move "Green Blood Illuminating the Red Heart," along with the support from the reinforcements, actually managed to shatter Xiao Lian’s "Hundred Battle Iron Armor," and led to the failure of his hard skill.

"Cough, cough, Mountain River Academy, truly lives up to its reputation..." Dropping what seemed like a conceding remark, Xiao Lian, despite the risk of further injury, decided to abruptly withdraw his True Qi and escape into the woods.

The old soldier, seasoned in hundreds of battles, was indeed very skilled at preserving his life, making a resolute decision, and when things turned south, he escaped despite severe injuries.

And unlike Xiao Lian, who barely escaped with his life, Senior Brother Zhang, having lost his desperate target, had his momentum drained and fell to his knees.

"Senior Brother..." The helping Feng Jiu quickly moved to support the leaning upper body of Senior Brother Zhang.

"Senior Brother Zhang..." This call came from Jin Mingxuan, who also hurried over, wanting to check the condition of Senior Brother Zhang.

"Senior Brother Feng, is Senior Brother Zhang alright?" Jin Mingxuan’s eyes gleamed with a gloomy shade as he approached Junior Brother Feng, who was holding Senior Brother Zhang.

"Senior Brother Zhang..." Feng Jiu said with a sorrowful tone.

"He’s dead..." Suddenly turning, he pushed his palms flat against Jin Mingxuan’s chest.

"Qi Dual Flow·Shocking Hundred Miles."

Jin Mingxuan was sent crashing heavily to the ground by the doubled formidable hand power, his body hitting the ground synchronously with the equally fallen Senior Brother Zhang.

"Just like you."

This time, "Feng Jiu" finally revealed his true Martial Arts prowess, signaling the imminent fate for Jin Mingxuan. Just like Senior Brother Zhang, that fate was death.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing..." Jin Mingxuan still managed to speak, his words filled with confusion and sorrow as he questioned the suddenly attacking "Junior Brother Feng."

Protective Armor?

Qing Yu assessed the touch he had just felt, pondering.

Indeed, this "Junior Brother Feng" who suddenly appeared was actually Qing Yu in disguise using the Disguise Technique.

As for why he was impersonating Feng Jiu, please stay tuned for the next part.

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