Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies
Chapter 68 - 67 What on Earth is Going on with This Damn Dog?

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Shen Qing's uncle in the county was precisely Li Linfeng. Could it be that his plan was discovered by Li Linfeng, and Li Linfeng came?

Just when Shen Qing spoke, Zhao Ba thought of many things in an instant, feeling a chill all over.

"Li Linfeng was a martial master who had entered the strength level. In front of him, I was like a brothel girl stripped of her clothes, able only to be toyed with. There's no way I could be his match. If he made a move, I'd surely be dead."

In a hurry, Zhao Ba instinctively mustered all his Qi and Blood, activating his Tongbei Iron Pine Lean.

At once, every muscle in his body tightened like iron lumps rising high, making his cotton clothes puff up.

The originally agile body became even more robust.

When the arrow shot towards him, it struck his back with an unusual "dong" sound.

His physical body seemed to be wearing a layer of iron clothing, its hardness far surpassing ordinary people.

The sharp arrowhead couldn't pierce Zhao Ba's flesh, helplessly falling to the ground.

"Hmm?"

After hardening to take that arrow, Zhao Ba immediately realized he was being tricked.

Li Linfeng couldn't be this weak; he hadn't come at all!

Zhao Ba knew he had been fooled. His eyes burned with rage, and he shouted at Shen Qing, "Courting death!"

Poof!

However, what responded to him was a cloud of white poison powder.

Just now, Shen Qing was playing tricks, attempting to distract Zhao Ba.

Cooperating with Shen Xiaohu, they indeed deceived Zhao Ba, causing him a brief distraction.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Shen Qing took out the poison powder he carried and scattered it.

This powder was extremely toxic, something he had tried and tested many times.

Even a person who reached the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood could be subdued by this drug.

Zhao Ba was a martial master at the Tendon Stretching Level; even if the poison couldn't kill him, it would make him suffer.

It must be said, Shen Qing's timing in scattering the poison was truly exquisite.

The powder spread out just as Zhao Ba roared in anger, with his mouth wide open.

Even though he instinctively held his breath, the powder still entered his mouth as he inhaled a large gulp.

It was harshly dry with a bit of a fishy taste.

It made his throat burn painfully, and he couldn't help but cough.

And with the coughing, he inhaled two more gulps.

Zhao Ba quickly closed his eyes tightly and retreated rapidly, trying to exit the cloud of poisonous mist.

Though fast, he was surprised at Shen Qing's even swifter speed.

With ongoing breakthroughs in his hunting skills, he had the ability to move like a poison shadow attached to Zhao Ba.

No fancy techniques.

Shen Qing simply flipped his wrist, took out a dagger, and thrust it forward.

At this moment, his entire Qi and Blood followed his awareness, surging up, entirely pouring into his arm.

Veins on the arm throbbed fiercely, layers of muscles expanded, and the skin stretched tight like iron.

Using the Wind Defying Finger's force technique vividly on the dagger, all the strength converged at the dagger's edge.

Poof!

The powerful arm strength combined with speed easily penetrated Zhao Ba's skin, splitting open the pink flesh beneath, and plunged deep into his abdomen.

"Ah!"

Zhao Ba's eyes widened in disbelief.

He couldn't fathom how Shen Qing, an obscure little hunter, could possibly injure him.

With a furious roar, Zhao Ba lifted an arm high and chopped at Shen Qing like a guillotine.

Shen Qing kept a close watch on Zhao Ba's hands.

As Zhao Ba moved his arms, Shen Qing swiftly let go of the dagger and jumped back with enormous speed.

The tip of Shen Qing's nose felt a chill as he narrowly avoided Zhao Ba's slash.

In the span of just four breaths, the two had already exchanged blows several times, leaving the others in the hall utterly stunned.

Not even managing to react.

Zhao Ba's face turned ferocious as he covered his bleeding abdomen, slamming a palm to break the wooden table beside him, and angrily said, "Useless! Are you all eating shit? Get in here!"

Zhao Ba's voice roared like a beast echoing in the hall. His subordinates shivered, frightened by this sudden outburst of rage.

After the echo subsided, three lackeys and followers gradually responded, rushing towards Shen Qing and the others like starving wolves.

The scene became incredibly chaotic.

Ouyang Tie Niu, standing behind Shen Qing, opened his mouth wide, completely dumbfounded.

Originally thinking it was a one-tael silver job, he later observed the situation and thought it looked more like a twenty-tael deal.

And now he figured out, it was a damn two-hundred-tael job!

To kill the local tyrant of the West City!

Ouyang Tie Niu had thought about taking down Zhao Ba, but he couldn't beat him.

The first thought flashing in Ouyang Tie Niu's mind was to run.

Zhao Ba practiced martial arts to the Tendon Stretching Level, and no matter how they fought, they couldn't win.

This money was not worth earning.

Money was good, but he needed to be alive to spend it.

But the people across wouldn't allow it.

They had sealed their escape routes early.

"Xiao Hu, shoot the arrows, kill one, and it's one less to deal with!" At this time, Shen Qing shouted loudly outside, the voice spreading far.

As soon as he finished, an arrow shot out.

Open attacks were easy to dodge, but concealed arrows were hard to defend.

In the hall, Zhao Ba's men and followers became instantly restrained.

"Don't worry about the people outside; that crappy arrow can't kill you. Just go, kill them all."

Zhao Ba drew out the dagger, twisting it viciously in the wound on his abdomen. The muscular opening moved, tightly twisting together to staunch the bleeding.

Under his command, three lackeys seemed resolute, rushing forward heedless of the arrows outside.

Yang Zhao Ping, Xiao Zhi, and even the eager-to-flee Ouyang Tie Niu had to brace themselves and step up in such a situation.

A chaotic fight unfolded.

Tables and chairs in the hall were overturned, cups and plates shattered, a complete mess.

"Shen Qing, very well." Zhao Ba glared at Shen Qing, gritting his teeth as he said, "I'll surely twist your head off and use it as a urinal."

Bang!

He hadn't finished his sentence.

A massive black shadow closed in, slamming a palm into Zhao Ba's abdominal wound.

Before he knew it, he felt a tremendous force underneath, smashing him with the chair into the wall behind him.

"Ugh!"

The recently stanched wound reopened with such a jolt, fresh blood gushed from the injury, eliciting severe pain.

Just then, the poison powder also began to take effect.

Zhao Ba felt the world shaking continuously.

At this moment, his heart suddenly panicked.

He hadn't expected Shen Qing to be this difficult, attack upon attack, layer upon layer.

Moreover, this strength was clearly above the Great Perfection of Qi and Blood levels.

"Damn it, what the hell is this bastard's background?"

Zhao Ba cursed silently in his heart, spat blood, and shouted to his men, "Hurry up and kill him for me."

One of Zhao Ba's men took advantage and sneaked from behind Shen Qing.

Sensing a cold wind, Shen Qing quickly sidestepped and evaded, swinging his arm and striking with enough force to sweep the attacker away.

Then, without delay, he charged at Zhao Ba again and dropped a fist down.

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