Whistle Arrow Summons, Target Lin Mo?

Chapter 33: Whistle Arrow Calls for Help, Target Lin Mo?

Chapter 33: Whistle Arrow Calls for Help, Target Lin Mo?

Water Ghosts swarmed around, and Zhao Qian lunged forward like a mad dog, biting and tearing. Even spitting blood, he showed no fear of death. This was truly a case of being caught between a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

"Why are they coming after me again?!"

Lin Mo wasn't stupid. He hadn't stopped that whistle arrow in time and already felt something was wrong. Someone wanted to eliminate him!

To be precise, someone wanted to deal with the Li Family, to wipe out all the new generation forces of the Li Family in this water ghost disaster, and make the Li Family disappear without a trace.

"What makes me so special that they need to send people after me?"

Lin Mo's mind raced. A Second Level Minor Accomplishment Martial Artist calling for help usually meant a large group of Second Level Martial Artists. But given the way the water ghosts were swarming...

Even for Second Level Martial Artists, it wouldn't be easy to move freely with their methods of hypnotizing water ghosts.

This meant only Third Stage Martial Artists could respond and take action immediately.

"Third Stage, how am I supposed to fight that?!" Lin Mo spotted a gap between the water ghosts behind him and rolled away like a tumbling donkey. He scanned ahead, judging his escape route.

Zhao Qian behind him was ignoring everything, smashing through water ghosts and obstacles alike. His frenzied assault wasn't much slower than Lin Mo's.

"No, if a Third Stage Martial Artist comes, even if they tied me and Zhu Hao together, we wouldn't be enough for one punch..."

As the thought crossed his mind, Lin Mo gritted his teeth and changed direction, resuming his mad dash.

His current objective was clear: East First Pier. Li Zhiming was leading a team of Martial Artists clearing that area. Although the number of water ghosts there was even greater...

No matter how many water ghosts there were, they weren't as dangerous as a potential Third Stage Martial Artist and a mad dog of a Second Level Martial Artist!

Find the Head Patrolman, ask for help, and then lie low safely.

As for eliminating the water ghosts, that was for the Li Family to handle...

At East First Pier, Head Patrolman Li led the team, accompanied by the remaining mid-tier combatants from various families still in Changhe County. A total of five Third Stage Martial Artists were attempting to push forward.

The reason East First Pier was given the designation "First" was related to its coverage area and the scale of the pier.

The district alone, which was part of the pier's facilities, was vast, equivalent to two or three East Third Piers. Combined with the pier itself, it was probably more than ten times the size.

"Brother Zhou Shi, what do you think of these water ghost lairs this time?"

Li Zhiming asked, clearing water ghosts by the roadside as he conversed with those behind him. A burly man named Zhou Shi, holding a long-handled hammer, chuckled good-naturedly and offered his assessment.

He was a seasoned escort from the Qianjin Escort Agency under the Zhou Family, with extensive experience, so everyone often sought his opinion.

Zhou Shi grinned meaningfully and said, "There are over a thousand water ghosts this time. Quantity often leads to a qualitative change. There's probably a big one behind this, possibly around East First Pier..."

As soon as he spoke, not only Li Zhiming, but also the two retainers from the Zhao Family Grain Store, and even the taciturn retainer from the Sun Family, nodded in agreement.

"To catch the king, first catch the bandits. Working together, this probably isn't..."

Li Zhiming had just started to smile when a powerful gust of wind surged from behind him, almost tearing through the white mist. A chain hammer weighing over a hundred pounds swung with formidable power.

Zhou Shi's smile remained unchanged. As he twisted his body, he channeled a significant amount of Blood Essence throughout his body. The hammer was intended to smash Li Zhiming into smithereens.

The sudden turn of events happened incredibly fast. It wasn't just Zhou Shi; the two retainers from the Zhao Family also attacked the Sun Family retainer from the sides in a coordinated effort.

Bang!

Let alone a sneak attack, even a frontal assault would be difficult against hammer-type weapons, which were excellent at breaking armor and body-refining techniques.

Fortunately, Li Zhiming reacted quickly. The hammer head grazed his face as it fell. Zhou Shi put all his strength into it, using the momentum to smash into Li Zhiming's back.

Clang!

"Brother Li... you..."

Li Zhiming retreated, his Blood Essence churning within him. Caught off guard, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His back bore a clear indentation from the hammer strike.

If he hadn't reacted so swiftly and been wearing light armor, that blow could have been fatal!

Zhou Shi's expression remained as simple and honest as ever. If his chain hammer hadn't been stained with a viscous, mixed purple and red liquid, no one would have suspected he would suddenly attempt murder.

"Hurry up and finish your side. This Li Zhiming is a tough one."

Zhou Shi instructed, while the Sun Family retainer was being attacked by the two Zhao Family retainers who excelled at combined attacks. The suddenness of the event meant the Sun Family retainer, lacking Li Zhiming's Third Stage Perfected Blood Essence, was at a disadvantage.

Two Second Level Minor Accomplishment Martial Artists skilled in combined attacks ambushing one perfected martial artist.

The Sun Family retainer's defeat was essentially a foregone conclusion.

Seeing that the situation on their side was largely settled and only a matter of time, he felt reassured. He wielded his long-handled hammer, smashing the fog itself apart.

"Li Zhiming of the Wave Breaker Blade, I wonder if my Third Stage Accomplishment skills can exchange a few blows with you, a Li Family Head Patrolman?"

Zhou Shi maintained his simple smile, but his movements were far from gentle.

His figure suddenly erupted, and the chain hammer shot out like a black dragon from its cave, tearing through the thick fog and sweeping towards Li Zhiming's shinbones.

The move, 'Break Oars, Destroy Sails,' appeared fierce, but halfway through, the hammer suddenly changed direction. Utilizing the chain's length, the hammer head swung in an arc upwards, aiming straight for the throat!

A long-handled hammer was typically used for direct, linear attacks, but with the advantage of the chain, Zhou Shi had turned it into a vicious technique.

"What a guy!"

Lin Zhiming, holding the long saber 'Wave Breaker Blade', felt a slight tremor in the hilt and reacted a step ahead.

His toes pushed off the ground as he retreated rapidly. The saber, following the momentum, slashed upwards. Instead of meeting the heavy hammer head-on, the blade's edge brushed against the chain, a quick flick and release.

The instant the saber and hammer met, sparks flew. The hammer head was deflected by three inches, smashing directly into the rear wall.

"Brother Zhou, why are you doing this?" Lin Zhiming asked, holding his long saber horizontally, his expression grave.

Fang Qian's back had been injured, his Blood Essence was already somewhat chaotic, making it difficult to deal with.

"Naturally, I want to climb higher by stepping on you, 'Wave Breaker Blade'. Brother Li, why not spar a few more moves?"

Zhou Shi made a motion to strike. As his ears twitched, he and Lin Zhiming, as if by unspoken agreement, pulled away and looked towards the depths of the mist.

Someone's coming?

Friend or foe?

This thought inexplicably sprang into both their minds. As for the Sun Family's retainers, they were already retreating steadily. The two Zhao Family retainers naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.

"Head Patrolman, help!"

Lin Mo had no reservations. Seeing the surge of Blood Essence in the distance, he was certain it was Lin Zhiming and the others. He called for help from a hundred to two hundred meters away.

As the two faced off, waiting for the approaching figure to enter their vision, Zhou Shi was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. "I was wondering who it was. This kid seems to be called Lin Mo?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck. Lin Zhiming seized the opportunity and attacked first.

His saber technique was like a surging tide. Strike after strike forced Zhou Shi to retreat repeatedly. His complexion grew redder, clearly holding back a mouthful of clotted blood.

"Hurry and leave!" Lin Zhiming, pushing himself to fight, could only shout towards the distance.

"This situation doesn't feel right..."

Lin Mo's eyelids twitched, a vague sense of unease growing within him.