Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 9 First Kill, Dao Fruit



Chapter 9 First Kill, Dao Fruit

"Who's that guy behind us? How did he manage to catch up?"

The bandits were shocked, as Song Shen's small boat was rapidly pursuing them at an even faster speed.

The distance is inevitably closing.

"I don't believe I can't outmaneuver you?"

The third brother was furious. He had grown up on the water and was a natural-born fisherman. How could he lose to that kid in something as simple as navigating a boat?

However, how could Cao's boats compare to the dilapidated boats of these bandits? Moreover, Song Shen's boat handling skills were also quite impressive.

The next moment, the bandit leader finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Third brother! Stop! Deal with them before you leave!"

"Big brother!"

"Their speedboats are better than our wrecked ships, and besides..."

His gaze swept over the others, who all looked at him strangely. "Let's stop for now. If you keep rowing like that, everyone will get seasick."

"..."

The small boat came to a stop on the shore, and before the bandits could even get ashore and settle down, a flash of light came flying down.

Qian Huan took the lead, leaping up like a spring from dry land and slashing down with his sword in mid-air.

"Damn it, I'll fight you Cao family lackeys to the death!"

"Exactly! This Green Lake is a natural wonder, why should your Cao family occupy it?"

As they got closer, Song Shen saw that the pirate boats were carrying a lot of large, bright red fish. He recognized them as "Red Rainbow Trout," a species from Green Lake that was extremely popular in martial arts schools in the city due to its excellent blood-nourishing properties.

The bandits were not to be trifled with. They immediately dispersed and formed a simple formation to support each other. Regardless of their martial arts skills, these bandits were all seasoned veterans on the water.

"Song Shen, you stay on the ship and protect it. Don't move around recklessly!"

Wei Dashu threw down the gong, hastily drew his sword, and immediately charged forward.

On the shore, people and horses cried out, and soon blood began to splatter.

"damn it……"

"Did they really kill someone?"

Counting his past and present lives, Song Shen is undoubtedly a law-abiding citizen who always follows the law and always uses crosswalks when crossing the street.

The scene of people fighting on the spot with cold weapons today was truly explosive.

"ah!!"

One of the men clutched his stomach and cried out. Song Shen clearly saw that Wei Dashu had slashed his abdomen with a knife, and his intestines were sticking out of the opening, a bloody mess. He could only cover the wound with his hand to stop the intestines from flowing out.

Honestly, although Song Shen came to another world, he is, after all, a soul from another world.

In his view, although he was just a servant in the Cao family and his status was that of a lackey of the Cao family, he was still a working man at heart.

If you're just a working person, why are you risking your life for a few hundred yuan a month?

But when these servants actually shed their blood for the benefit of the Cao family, he felt not only confusion but also a surge of emotion.

"Third brother, go and kill that brat, then take the boat and let's go!"

"Big brother, watch me!"

The bandits lost several men, but the servants also fell. Both sides were in a bloodthirsty frenzy, but they knew from the commotion that Cao's reinforcements were rapidly approaching. If they didn't leave now, when would they?

The experienced boatman, Lao San, was also wounded by several knives. After fighting for a long time, he dragged his exhausted body and jumped onto Song Shen's speedboat.

He realized that this kid was an expert at navigating the boat. If it weren't for him, they would have escaped long ago. Taking him out would definitely eliminate a major threat!

The blade flashed and slashed.

Song Shen's heart was racing.

Someone wants to cut themselves...

At this moment, Song Shen felt a strong sense of impending death and inexplicably recalled the last scene of his previous life. He was crossing the road when a dump truck rushed towards him at an alarming speed, and he felt a sense of powerlessness and horror.

This time.

I will absolutely not stand idly by and watch anything happen again!

"kill!!!!"

Song Shen let out a roar, and his long sword was instantly drawn.

The sound of tearing silk!

Chasing Wind Blade Technique: Drawing the Blade to Cut Water!

when!!!!

The sound of metal clanging against the metal resonated in my ears.

Strangely enough, even though I was on a boat, my body should have been swaying with the waves.

But Song Shen was like a part of the ship's hull; with a couple of gentle swaying, all the force was dissipated.

This is the benefit he received from perfect stance training, which is the true meaning of Hunyuan stance training: "No matter how the earth shakes and the mountains tremble, I remain unmoved, my breathing is constant, and my stance is as stable as a pine tree."

"This kid... he's got some serious stuff?"

The third bandit was horrified and fell towards the hull. If he were in good physical condition, he would have been absolutely certain of taking down this man. But he had been too overconfident just now. Now, his first strike missed, and he lost his balance. He couldn't find a foothold in the air and couldn't adjust his landing posture. He fell uncontrollably.

"Impossible, I can't die at the hands of this brat."

The third brother's mouth was dry and his tongue parched. He vaguely sensed that a calamity was about to strike him. He tried his best to adjust himself and drew his sword in mid-air to attack again.

There's no chance anymore.

Song Shen broke his opponent's balance with a single slash and immediately unleashed the second move of the Chasing Wind Blade Technique—Stormy Wind Sweep.

Qi and blood circulate at full capacity.

Song Shen's strike was ruthless, showing no regard for what would happen if it missed; his pursuit was purely for the ultimate power and speed.

Whoosh!!!

As the blade flashed past his body, Song Shen felt a tremor from the hilt of the sword, which went straight to his heart. When the long sword completely cut through the arc, a sense of relief inexplicably arose.

Blood rained down.

With just this one strike, Song Shen actually cut his opponent in two!

[Skill Dao Fruit Acquired: Chu Sanhu (3 months and 5 days)]

A prompt word flashed before my eyes.

The shouts rang in my ears again.

"You damned scoundrel! Give me back my brother's life!!"

Enraged, the bandit leader disregarded the surrounding attacks and drew his knife to strike Song Shen.

but,

The next moment, a cold light, moving with extreme speed, slashed through the air from several meters away on the water's surface.

Swish! !

The human head took off straight up.

The wind whistled past.

Everyone knew that this was the sound of a blade, not the sound of the wind.

First came the flash of the blade, then the sound of the wind; this was the manifestation of Master Li's mastery of the Wind Chasing Blade Technique.

Feng Zhiyuan walked across the water and asked, "Has everything been resolved?"

Qian Huan gasped for breath and said, "It's over, but I've lost several of my brothers."

"The day I picked up the knife, I never knew this day would come. There's nothing more to say."

Feng Zhiyuan remained calm. "Give those brothers a good talking-to. The employer will provide ample compensation. The Cao family has never wronged any of the brothers who risked their lives for the family!"

After saying that, he suddenly looked at Song Shen, who was still in a daze at the bow of the ship, and strode forward.

"Song Shen, was it you who slashed me just now?"

He saw from afar that Song Shen's clear, sharp blade sliced ​​through the air, dismembering the bandit in mid-air—a truly spectacular sight.

This strike wasn't particularly skillful, but the resolute spirit it conveyed was enough to demonstrate that this young man had the potential to become a top-tier swordsman.

The blade of a swordsman bears not only the depth of his skill, but also a reflection of his temperament and soul.

"it's me."

Feng Zhiyuan smiled broadly: "Well done, Master Li will like you."

Song Shen sheathed his sword. "Thank you, Brother Feng, for saving my life."

Feng Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "We're all brothers. You might be willing to fight for me in the future. It's not appropriate for you to keep thanking me."

Song Shen nodded and said, "You saved my life, how could I forget?"

Feng Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Old Qian, have you acknowledged Xiao Song's contribution?"

Qian Huan laughed, "My men, you think I'd use them to show favor? Get lost!"

Everyone laughed and rowed away.


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