Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

The moment a drop of sweat dripped into Hua Feng's eyes, Zheng Qian moved.

He stood firmly on the ground, his heavy sword gleaming coldly in the sunlight, slashing towards Hua Feng with a deadly howl, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on him.

"Fierce Slash".

Faced with Zheng Qian's powerful slash, Hua Feng chose not to fight back. He used mysterious footwork and agile movements to avoid the fatal blow with a side flip.

At the same time, the silver spear drew a graceful arc in the air, aiming straight for Zheng Qian's throat.

Zheng Qian frowned, switching from offense to defense. His heavy sword instantly changed direction, blocking the silver spear.

The two attacked with increasing agility, and the fight became more and more intense.

Facing Zheng Qian's heavy slashes, Hua Feng used his mysterious footwork to dodge them, and then his silver spear could always be thrust out or swept from very tricky angles, interrupting Zheng Qian's continuous slashes.

The situation gradually shifted to one where Zheng Qian was on the offensive, while Hua Feng constantly dodged and defended, occasionally firing his gun.

"Good, Chief Escort Zheng is awesome."

"He's two levels above the opponent and still suppressing him, that's amazing."

"Zheng the镖头 (bodyguard/escort), the god of death, take him down."

The Cao family gang was overjoyed. Zheng Qian had won, which meant they would live and wouldn't have to worry about Hua Feng seeking revenge later and going to Lu Ning County to exterminate their families.

Hua Feng is truly ruthless. He actually threatened to kill his family. He has no sense of chivalry whatsoever. If you don't die, who will?

Zheng Qian couldn't be happy. Hua Feng's footwork was unpredictable, and he could avoid Zheng Qian's full-force attacks every time. If this continued, he would be exhausted and unable to defeat Hua Feng.

Furthermore, each time Hua Feng thrust his spear, a burst of force would be transmitted, deflecting his attack while simultaneously causing his arms to be struck by a hidden force, making them increasingly numb.

Each time Hua Feng unleashed a combo, he could find the gap in the attack's recovery animation, forcing Zheng Qian to switch from offense to defense every time he fired a spear, making it very difficult for him.

Hua Feng's combat experience is too rich. So far, he hasn't been able to use the moves of "Jade Snow Spear" in a coherent manner, so Zheng Qian's counterattack routine prepared in the early stage has been used very few times.

Hua Feng was in even more pain. Zheng Qian's attacks were extremely sharp. Although he had a mysterious footwork that allowed him to barely dodge the heavy sword and had also grasped the method of using internal force, Zheng Qian's strength seemed inexhaustible. Every weapon impact caused internal injuries to him.

His right hand was almost numb, and he was still able to fight only because of his iron will.

From easily crushing everyone at the beginning, to respecting Zheng Qian and asking him to bandage him, to daring to fight him one-on-one with someone of lower cultivation level and getting evenly matched, to finally being at a disadvantage now, Hua Feng feels extremely frustrated.

He started practicing the "Jade Snow Spear" at the age of three, and now, forty-one years later, the "Jade Snow Spear" has long been ingrained in his bones. His spear technique in battle has reached a superb level. He never expected to be suppressed by a young man in his early twenties today.

After this battle, it's uncertain whether his right hand will be able to hold a gun, which will greatly reduce his future combat effectiveness and shatter his dream of challenging the main branch of the Hua family in Yancheng.

It’s frustrating, so frustrating.

I've practiced my marksmanship diligently for forty-one years, yet I can't beat a good-for-nothing who eats, drinks, gambles, and loses. I'm so unwilling to accept this.

Despite the excruciating pain in his right hand, Hua Feng swept his arm to create distance between them and shouted.

"Sixteen Styles of Spear Techniques, Startling Snow".

Zheng Qian's eyes lit up. Hua Feng was finally going to use the original version of the Jade Snow Spear Technique. Moreover, Hua Yixuan had just used this move, which could produce three spear flowers and was extremely lethal.

Jingxue's recovery animation is very obvious. After thrusting out, there is a short gap in time when sheathing her spear and returning to defense. This is the best time to attack.

Using the same trick on him a second time would be suicidal.

The silver spear emitted a whistling sound, so sharp that it stung the periosteum, like a silver dragon soaring into the sky, scattering a blinding silver light.

Zheng Qian took a deep breath, stared intently at the tip of the spear, and swung his heavy sword repeatedly to parry.

ding ding ding...

The weapons clashed, sending up a string of dazzling sparks, and the crisp sound of their impact echoed through the mountains and fields.

At the same time, Zheng Qian rapidly approached Hua Feng, unleashing a series of five consecutive slashes with his heavy sword.

"Holy crap, that's fast."

"God of Slaughter, kill him!"

"Smash his head with a heavy sword."

Everyone cheered for Zheng Qian. His skill level was lower than Hua Feng's, and even lower than Cao Zhenxiong's, but no one expected him to be so good at fighting.

Seriously, he's incredibly skilled.

Clang.

With a loud crash, Zheng Qian cleaved Hua Feng's silver spear in two with a single sword strike.

"die."

Hua Feng shouted and thrust the broken silver spear into Zheng Qian's heart.

Zheng Qian dodged to the side, but before he could swing his sword, he turned and elbowed Hua Feng in the face.

呲.

Eight teeth spurted out along with blood, and Hua Feng was also knocked to the ground by an elbow strike.

"Holy crap, that's awesome."

Everyone was excited; Zheng Qian was really about to defeat Hua Feng.

At this moment, Zheng Qian turned his back to everyone, stuck his sword into the ground, tore off his cloak and wrapped it around his body, blood flowing down his pants onto the ground.

"Mom, please save Zheng Qian, I beg you."

Jiang Siting nervously grabbed the madam's hand, but the madam remained relaxed.

"Tingting, you're just too kind. We'll just watch men fight and let them fight it out. Don't worry, Chief Escort Zheng won't die."

The Sixteen Styles of Spear Technique amazed Xue. Hua Yixuan thrust out three spear flowers, which Zheng Qian successfully blocked with his twin swords, showing his extensive experience in this area.

Zheng Qian did indeed successfully block three spear thrusts this time, but he did not expect that Hua Feng would thrust out five spear thrusts.

At the last second, he dodged one flower, but another pierced his abdomen.

Despite the pain, he elbowed Hua Feng back.

The two remained evenly matched, with neither gaining a significant advantage.

Hua Feng shook his head. He was disoriented after being elbowed by Zheng Qian. As he slowly stood up, he could only see the mouths of the crowd opening and closing, but he could not hear any sound.

A warm stream flowed from his left ear; he reached down and touched it, finding his hand covered in blood.

His left eardrum was ruptured, causing him to lose hearing. He shook his head, and his right ear slowly regained hearing.

"They started off so impressively, but they still got completely dominated by Chief Escort Zheng."

"Exactly, they're utterly useless."

"Fighting Zheng the God of Slaughter is just courting death."

Mockery, all I could hear were mocking voices.

"what."

With a loud roar, Hua Feng slowly walked towards Hua Yixuan's corpse, where Hua Yixuan's silver spear lay quietly.

Zheng Qian was panting heavily. He was almost completely exhausted from fighting, and his hands were sore. Hua Feng's hidden force was too strong and had caused great damage to his arms.

He needed to readjust his breathing, and Hua Feng needed a weapon as well; both of them tacitly went about their tasks.

Upon receiving his younger brother's silver spear, Hua Feng's resentment grew stronger, and his eyes turned increasingly red.

"Zheng Qian, you killed my son and my brother, this move will kill you."

"Come on, let this镖头 (bodyguard/escort) see the strength of the number one gunman in Lvchang County."

Zheng Qian drew his heavy sword, his eyes reddening. The hole in his abdomen was bleeding so badly that even five layers of cloak couldn't stop the blood from flowing out. Every breath was so painful that he felt like he was going to faint.

He did not provoke the Green Spear Sect, and he did not hold a grudge against Hua Zhongzheng for framing him twice. Hua Zhongzheng and Bai Shao even led people to surround and attack him like they were toying with animals. What wrong did he do by killing Hua Zhongzheng and Bai Shao?

Hua Yixuan robbed Old Master Wang's property, and he ran away with Jiang Siting and her group. The people from the Biqiang Sect still wanted to chase him into the woods and kill him all. They wanted to kill everyone. What was wrong with him resisting and killing Hua Yixuan?

Hua Feng only knew that Zheng Qian killed his son and brother, but he didn't know that his son had schemed to win one-third of Zheng Qian's family fortune, sued Zheng Qian, and surrounded and killed him. His brother-in-law also killed Zheng Qian, and his younger brother Hua Yixuan also killed Zheng Qian.

At this moment, both of them were at their limit, only wanting to kill each other, and were preparing to unleash their strongest attack.

Hua Feng walked towards Zheng Qian step by step, his momentum growing stronger with each step, and his strength increasing, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step.

He walked faster and faster, and finally started running, shouting loudly.

"Seventeen Styles of Spear Techniques, Snowfall Scattered."

The spear tip pierced the sky, bursting forth with a burst of silver light, as if carrying the power of thunder, bringing with it a howling wind that pierced the snow to the ends of the earth.

Fast, fierce, strong.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Qian wanted to inhale all the oxygen in the world into his lungs. His chest rose high, and he gathered all his power into his hands, unleashing his strongest attack.

"Dance Blossoms".

The heavy sword seemed to be drawn from the earth, carrying immense force, leaving a black afterimage in the air as it devoured the silver light.

At the same time, Zheng Qian activated his supernatural powers.

Supernatural power, locked on.

Clang...

The black afterimage tore through the silver light, producing a metallic clanging sound.

Immediately following was the sound of bone cracking, and then...

Bang.

Hua Feng was cleaved in two by Zheng Qian's sword.