Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies
Chapter 69 - 68 Massacre

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Zhao Ba felt a fierce wind rushing toward his face.

Even though he was dizzy and disoriented, he sensed the overwhelming killing intent within it.

Disregarding his injuries, he forced himself to gather his qi and blood, surging beneath his skin.

In an instant, Zhao Ba's skin turned an intense red, like a searing hot iron, with a faint red glow surrounding him. The hardness of his entire body increased by over thirty percent.

"Condense!"

Facing Shen Qing's imposing fist attack, Zhao Ba raised both hands to block.

With a muffled bang.

Shen Qing's fist slammed into Zhao Ba's forearm, producing a dull, crashing sound.

Zhao Ba was secretly alarmed.

The sheer brute force was terrifying; just one hit had already left his arms numb and weak.

One must know his Iron Pine Technique was a Martial Art known for its defense and strength, with muscle, skin, and bone being significantly tougher than that of a regular martial artist.

It was hard to imagine what level this person's brute strength had reached, it was simply illogical.

Shen Qing, seeing that a single punch had not broken his defense, showed no displeasure and continued to unleash a barrage of punches without hesitation.

His punches had no special techniques.

All based on Li Linfeng's teaching: strike with intent, channel the power where it feels comfortable, unleash it swiftly.

Punch after punch battered Zhao Ba like a storm.

"Hahaha, exhilarating!" Shen Qing laughed during the fight, his eyes flashing with a frenzied light, as if reveling in the thrill of life-and-death combat.

Each punch gave him a sense of satisfaction, with his attacks growing increasingly fierce.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

A series of thudding thuds emanated continuously from Zhao Ba's body.

As time passed, under the dual effects of his wounds and the poison powder, Zhao Ba gradually felt powerless.

His wounds incessantly seeped fresh blood, and his strength was quickly depleting.

Today's fight was directly aimed at him.

"Damn it, I can't let this continue!"

Zhao Ba grew anxious, knowing he needed to end this fight quickly. Otherwise, once his strength was exhausted, both he and his subordinates would face certain death.

As he felt his body's strength nearing its limit, Zhao Ba quickly said, "I surrender, I surrender! I have a lot of money and precious medicine. I will give them to you, just spare my life, and from now on, this area will be yours."

Shen Qing stopped his punches, looking down at Zhao Ba, and softly said, "Oh?"

"Really?"

Zhao Ba thought he had persuaded Shen Qing and was about to continue, "Of course..."

Boom!

A blood-stained fist suddenly crashed into his face.

Zhao Ba's head sank back, embedding directly into the wall.

Moments later, Zhao Ba raised his hand and slowly let it fall, his entire body slumping powerlessly against the wall like a deflated balloon.

"If I beat you to death, your belongings become mine, so why would I need you to give them to me."

Shen Qing withdrew his blood-stained fist and turned his gaze elsewhere.

The air in the hall seemed to solidify.

Everyone present stared at him intently, eyes full of shock.

Only the sound of breathing and the drip of blood echoed in the hall.

Shen Qing looked down at his blood-covered fist.

It was impossible to tell if the blood was his or Zhao Ba's.

"So this is what fighting feels like?"

In the past, he only used a bow and stealth, never engaging in head-on combat like this.

This was the first time.

He hadn't expected the strength of a liberated body to be so powerful when combined with the Wind Defying Finger's movement and fighting technique, it was so fierce.

This overwhelming feeling of crushing an opponent.

It could only be said, it felt incredibly satisfying!

Speed and power were everything!

Shen Qing turned to look at Zhao Ba's remaining men in the hall, most still alive, although with some suffering injuries.

On their side, there were only three people, all quite unremarkable.

Two were just picked up halfway, contributing little.

Among the three, Xiao Zhi was the most injured, Yang Zhao Ping came next, and Ouyang Tie Niu was the most cunning, with the least injuries.

Some of Zhao Ba's subordinates and thugs reacted, loudly shouting, "Brothers, let's all attack together, he has fought alone for so long, he must be exhausted, he's no match for all of us!"

Clang...

Some waved their cold weapons, and their faces regained a hint of composure from initial panic.

"Whoever kills him will own Boss's territories."

"Brothers, whether we get rich depends on today."

Huh?

There were still so many people who remained obstinate?

Thinking about it, it made sense.

People risk their lives for wealth, as birds do for food.

Now that Zhao Ba was dead, the group was leaderless.

The vast West City area lay empty.

Such a large piece of treasure was displayed right before them, no one was willing to give it up.

They all mixed in these circles for so long, no one there hadn't taken a few lives.

On this path, you're either killing others or getting killed.

They were already prepared.

Might as well, it saved a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Shen Xiaohu, hiding outside the door, found that he couldn't see clearly due to the long shooting distance, and with everyone inside in his blind spot, he couldn't contribute at all.

He simply moved near the door, his figure conveniently spotted by Shen Qing.

Shen Qing took a few more steps toward the door and called out, "Xiao Hu, give me the bow and arrows!"

Shen Xiaohu, who hadn't hidden yet, was slightly stunned and didn't know Shen Qing's plan.

But he didn't think about it at all; almost instinctively, when Shen Qing's voice fell, he tossed both bow and arrow to Shen Qing.

Shen Qing caught the bow and arrows and began to nock the arrow to the bow.

"I'll give you all time to take three breaths. Those who stay, your fate will be like his." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Ba.

"One."

"Don't be afraid, everyone, charge together!"

"Two."

"Three."

"Time's about up!"

Shen Qing drew the bow to a full moon, his sharp gaze locked onto a thug rushing over in the distance.

Whiz!

Shen Qing suddenly released his fingers, and the arrow shot forth, ripping through the air in an instant.

The arrow accurately pierced through the person's eye, making blood splatter, causing him to collapse immediately.

"Scatter, scatter, serpentine formation, attack!"

Shen Qing showed no emotion, skillfully nocking another arrow, and continued releasing, arrows like a bead necklace!

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

The people present, whether ordinary or trained, nearly all got shot in the throat or had their brains pierced by a single arrow.

Even with thick clothing or practicing hard skill, serpentine movement was in vain.

These people desperately tried to get close, but fell halfway without even touching Shen Qing's hem.

Shen Qing's Bow Technique was unbelievably precise, instilling fear in everyone.

With the killing at this level, Zhao Ba's subordinates' already dwindling courage completely collapsed.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, spitting the words, ready to escape now.

They knew staying here only meant death.

But by the time a few had finished speaking.

Thud sounds again, and they were shot dead by Shen Qing, without any chance to dodge.

Looking across the hall filled with bodies lying across the floor, Shen Qing let out a leisurely sigh, "I had indeed given them a chance, what a pity..."

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