Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 300 Five Wonders of Martial Arts
JOJR's eyes bulged out, and even though Wen Lie's palm had crushed his neck, he refused to give up.

At the moment of death, JOJR's spirit burst out with extreme power, D4C's body burst into bright light, and his fists turned into shining comets and blasted towards Wen Lie.

"If desperation and explosiveness can overcome the gap in strength, then why bother trying to become stronger?"

Following the indifferent voice like a verdict, Wen Lie inserted his fingers into D4C's heart, and cracks spread across D4C's body.

In an instant, the blue figure shining like a comet shattered into pieces, turning into fragments and disappearing from behind JOJR.

[Kill one member of Team Tenjin, and Team Nakasu gets 2 points...]

[Kill one member of the Celestial Team to unlock their genetic lock and receive a B-level side story...]

JOJR's head rolled in front of Wen Lie, blood spurted from his throat, staining the grass blood red.

He was not Wen Lie, who had the strength to survive even without his head. Facing Wen Lie who had murderous intentions, he lost his life without a doubt.

"boom!"

Extreme heat was released from Wen Lie's palm, burning JOJR's body into ashes. A cross and a pendant fell from the ashes.

Wen Lie stretched out his hand and caught the two small props.

"Ankh of Rebirth and storage items?"

He put the pendant around his neck and placed the Ankh of Rebirth inside.

He turned his head to look at Mahalakshatra Vajra King. Both of his arms were broken by Wen Lie, and there was a fist-sized dent on his chest. His injuries were extremely serious, but for such a master, it was far from the point of losing his life.

Wen Lie did not kill the Great Wheel King, nor did he plan to hunt down the other members of the Heavenly God Team. He had a vague guess that Chu Xuan might want to betray him.

However, he didn't care what Chu Xuan wanted to do. It wasn't a bad thing for the Zhongzhou team anyway, and it didn't matter if it allowed the Tianshen team to survive a little longer.

It would be such a waste to kill Mahalakshatra now. His martial arts, his inner strength, his soul, and his body are all of great value.

Wen Lie pointed his finger at Mahalakshatra's body, and ripples were injected to stop the loss of vitality. Then he grabbed Mahalakshatra's shoulders and returned to Dashengguan.

"What's going on here?"

When entering the territory of Dashengguan, the person who was most shocked was Mahalin Vajra King. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the ruins in front of him with a dumbfounded look.

There is not a single intact place in the entire Dasheng Pass. Everywhere is a tragic scene like the collapse of the sky and the cracking of the earth. Although it cannot be said that corpses are everywhere, if you look around, you can see many corpses with half of their bodies covered by mud and stones. The strong smell of blood and the bleak atmosphere are spreading.

After a fierce battle between their Mongolian masters and the Central Plains masters, they only destroyed Lujiazhuang. No one achieved anything that they had not done.

Wen Lie threw the Great Wheel Vajra King out. Zheng Zha jumped up and reached out to catch the Great Wheel Vajra King. Wen Lie's body immediately collapsed and turned into surging flames, flowing from the bottom of the human head into his brain.

The head, without the support of the body, fell down rapidly and landed right on Wen Lie's neck. Wen Lie raised his hands to support his head.

After a few breaths, the wound on the neck healed at an extremely fast speed, and the head and body stuck together, with no trace of injury left.

"..."

Ouyang Feng, Guo Jing, Hong Qigong and others all had strange expressions when they saw this scene.

It looks like he wants to complain, but he finds it very difficult to hold back.

After calming down, Guo Jing asked Wen Lie, "Master Wen, did you only capture this great monk? I wonder what happened to the other Mongolian masters?"

"The strongest one tried to hold me back, but I took some effort to kill him. The others all escaped."

Wen Lie twisted his neck as he spoke.

Taking the head off and putting it back on always creates some illusion, as if something is not properly put back in place.

Huang Rong said calmly, "Let them escape. With Hero Wen here, even if the others flee, it won't cause any trouble. What we need to do now is to return to Xiangyang City as quickly as possible. According to Miss Zhan, the Mongol cavalry will arrive in Xiangyang in a few hours."

"So what if they just escaped? It's fine if those people escaped, but the assassin just escaped, which makes us feel uneasy."

Huang Yaoshi frowned and said something that would undermine morale.

He looked at Huang Rong worriedly.

"It's okay for me, the old beggar, the old poisoner, and Master Yideng. We just need to be on guard at all times. It won't be easy for that assassin to kill us. But Rong'er, you're pregnant, and you're Guo Jing's wife, my daughter, the old beggar's disciple, and the former leader of the Beggars' Sect. If that man attacks you..."

As he spoke, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but emanate a fierce murderous intent.

He really couldn't feel at ease knowing that the Mongolian side had such a master.

He had seen Zhao Zhuikong's abilities and said that it was not easy for Zhao Zhuikong to kill him, but this was also a tacit acknowledgement that Zhao Zhuikong had the ability to kill him.

Huang Yaoshi is a proud man, so when has he ever said something so weak?

He knew that he could hardly save himself, let alone his daughter.

"Let's go! Rong'er, come back to Peach Blossom Island with me. And Fu'er, come back with me too."

Huang Yaoshi thought about it for a long time. He stepped forward and grabbed Huang Rong, and immediately wanted to return to Peach Blossom Island and no longer get involved in the quagmire of Xiangyang.

He respected loyal ministers and filial sons the most in his life, but he did not want his daughter to be a loyal minister and die for the country, and he did not want his granddaughter and unborn grandchildren to lose their lives for this.

"father!"

Huang Rong shouted hurriedly and struggled with her arms, but couldn't get free.

"Now that the Mongolian cavalry is attacking Xiangyang, if we leave, won't Xiangyang be destroyed by us?"

Huang Yaoshi threw down his sleeves and said coldly, "What does this have to do with us? We are from the outside world and have never received a salary from the Song Dynasty. It is not our responsibility to guard Xiangyang."

Guo Jing hesitated for a moment before saying to Huang Rong, "Rong'er, take Fu'er with you and return to Peach Blossom Island with your father-in-law."

Hong Qigong laughed heartily, "When is it a pregnant woman's turn to fight in a war? Rong'er, you and Huang Lao Xie should go back. We are here to defend Xiangyang, so it won't be taken."

Xiao Honglu twirled his hair with his pinky finger and spoke slowly, "That's hard to say. Don't blame me for being blunt. With Zhao Zhuikong's strength, everyone here is dangerous except Wen Lie. Wen Lie is only good at hard skills. He can defeat Zhao Zhuikong, but he can't catch him or kill him."

Guo Jing looked at Xiao Honglu speechlessly, feeling a little resentful.

How could this kid not speak? Right now, everyone's morale is already low, and they still have to chase the Mongolian cavalry. Saying something like this now would only dampen morale even more.

"Ugh!"

Resentment welled up in Guo Jing's heart, but he didn't want to accuse the child of such careless words, so he could only sigh. "If Brother Jing leaves, I'll leave. If Brother Jing doesn't leave, I won't leave either. I won't go to the battlefield, but Xiangyang's affairs cannot do without me."

Huang Rong also has a strong sense of patriotism, and she is unwilling to separate from Guo Jing and leave her husband alone in danger.

"Rong'er, don't be so willful! Have you forgotten how your mother died? Are all the officials in Xiangyang useless? Do you have to be the pillar of the family?"

Huang Yaoshi was extremely angry and frightened.

Hearing Huang Rong's words, he subconsciously remembered the cause of his wife's death. She was pregnant with a child and still took great pains to recite the Nine Yin Scriptures for him, and eventually died of exhaustion.

Huang Rong now seems to have the same symptoms.

Wen Lie complained, "The officials and the court of the Song Dynasty are all useless. Isn't that obvious? Do you still need to ask?"

Everyone was speechless because what Wen Lie said was so reasonable. If the imperial court had worked harder, it wouldn't have fallen into this state.

Wen Lie said rudely, "Don't argue anymore. Ultimately, this is all about Zhao Zhuikong. I'll find a chance to kill him and that's it."

"Amiduopobi, Amiduo, Siddanpobi, Amiduo, Vikalandi, Amiduo, Vikalando... Your Excellency... With your abilities, after you kill him, I'm afraid dozens of cities will be destroyed by your power."

Master Yideng's voice floated over from a distance. Wen Lie turned his head and looked. Yideng was walking in the ruins of Dashengguan, chanting the mantra for the dead, and flicking his fingers to release the One Yang Finger power to inject vitality into the injured who were not dead yet.

As if he heard Wen Lie's words, he turned his head, his face full of compassion and pleading.

"It's better for you not to take action."

Every time you make a move, you cause a hundred times more damage than the Mongolian masters.

"Tsk!"

Wen Lie smacked his lips and injected a huge amount of ripple energy into the holy book.

"No, no more, it's too much! I can't take it anymore! Stop it!"

The sudden surge of energy overwhelmed the god Anubis, and he couldn't help but wail.

Wen Lie sighed, "Why stop? Hurry up and use magic, a large-scale healing spell!"

Before he finished speaking, golden light burst out from Wen Lie's back like a storm. The huge ripple energy was transformed by the god Anubis and activated the healing spell of the Sun Golden Sutra.

Golden light waves surged out in all directions, covering the entire Dasheng Pass. The healing power turned into rain of light, falling on every wounded person.

Qi Tengyi, Lingdian, and Zhan Lan hurriedly activated their defensive rune items. The invisible force field unfolded, creating a sphere that repelled the rain of light that concentrated the enormous power of light.

Yideng's movements slowed down. He looked in amazement at the light emanating from Wen Lie. He marveled at the wounded who had quickly healed under the rain of light, "A thought can create, a thought can destroy. Master Wen has a truly formidable ability."

"Sprinkle some water, but there's nothing we can do about the dead. Death is like the extinguishing of a light."

Wen Lie shrugged and glanced at Zheng Zha who was eager to try.

Zheng Zha suddenly became unhappy.

This guy obviously wants to take the opportunity to resurrect the dead.

However, with so many dead, how could he possibly have enough blood? If his blood energy was exhausted, how could he deal with the Mongolian cavalry, and how could he handle Zhao Zhuikong's assassination?

Facing Wen Lie's disapproving gaze, Zheng Zha had no choice but to give up the idea.

Huang Yaoshi's mind moved, and he hurriedly asked Wen Lie, "Brother Wen, I heard from Old Poison that you have been practicing hard skills and have only recently started learning martial arts techniques. However, your skills are fundamentally different, so your techniques need to be modified by a martial arts master."

"more or less."

Wen Lie nodded.

Huang Yaoshi bowed and said politely, "In that case, I am willing to lend a hand, Brother Wen. I only hope that Brother Wen will kill the assassin as soon as possible and keep an eye on my daughter to protect her from assassins."

There was a hint of urgency in Huang Yaoshi's words.

He had seen Wen Lie's strength and healing magic. If anyone could kill Zhao Zhuikong, it would be Wen Lie. If Rong'er were in danger, only Wen Lie's magic could bring the dead back to life.

Now that Rong'er is unwilling to abandon Guo Jing and return to Peach Blossom Island, he can only rely on this strange man who is both good and evil.

"Amitabha, Master Wen's abilities are unparalleled, but he lacks the necessary techniques. He can only resort to brute force, which can only harm innocent people. If he could master sophisticated martial arts, he would surely be able to subdue that assassin. If Master Wen is impressed by my One Finger Zenith, I would be willing to lend a hand."

Master Yideng walked over quickly with a solemn expression.

In his opinion, no, in the opinion of the Five Great Masters, although Wen Lie is strong, he only knows one move, the Nine Yin Divine Claw, and has too few changes in battle. If the opponent is a master of Qinggong, he will not be able to defeat Wen Lie, and he can also deal with him with Qinggong.

When Wen Lie got impatient, he gave up the claw method and started punching and kicking with all his might. Before his opponent was defeated, the surrounding environment would be destroyed first.

"An old beggar can also help. Anyway, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has already been passed on, so it won't hurt to pass it on to one more person."

Hong Qigong hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Huang Yaoshi and Yideng were both planning to help Wen Lie learn martial arts, he also spoke with a bitter face.

Guo Jing walked up to Wen Lie, clasped his hands together, and said seriously, "I can teach you all the skills of the Nine Yin Manual. I only hope that Brother Wen will uphold the righteousness of our country and fight against the foreign enemies with us."

Before everyone said these words, they had already made sufficient mental preparations in their hearts.

For people in the martial arts world, martial arts is their most precious treasure. Some of their unique skills will not even be taught to their sons and apprentices.

For example, Guo Jing’s two apprentices and daughter are still learning the martial arts of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.

Asking them to teach martial arts to someone they have no relatives or friends with is harder than climbing to the sky.

However, Wen Lie, Xiao Honglu and others set a trap for these people.

Let these people see Wen Lie's strength first, and let them understand that Wen Lie is really willing to defend his country, and if he has the spare capacity, he will take into account the casualties of others.

It also made them see Wen Lie's disadvantages. They believed that the reason why Wen Lie caused huge casualties was because he had not learned any tricks. When fighting with masters and giving it his all, his brute force could easily hurt innocent people.

Wen Lie is very strong, stronger than anyone else.

Wen Lie is a righteous person with a strong sense of family and country. He will take care of others when he has spare time and will also treat the wounded.

There is a very powerful assassin who can kill anyone here except Wen Lie. If you want to kill that assassin, you must make up for Wen Lie's disadvantages.

When Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi and others realized this, after a little hint, they naturally became willing to help Wen Lie learn martial arts.

(End of this chapter)