A Clash, Part One

Swish.

The grass grows tall and the orioles fly.

The night is deep and the moon is bright.

First Squad people quickly headed towards the Garrison fortress outside the Citong.

"Hurry!"

The figure leading the group looked up as he ran, constantly alert to any potential dangers around him.

"We must contact General Li Rui, the Garrison, before dawn! We need to get the troops here; the city is too dangerous right now!"

The silhouette of a person was revealed in the moonlight.

It was none other than Kong Mad Monk Kong Yu had come to Citong with Cheng Hui to carry out Human Seed search mission.

He was terrified when he received the message from Cheng Hui.

Copper Arm was even stronger than him, but now, Copper Arm is gone. He's disappeared.

Cheng Hui's side was also completely shut down, and they couldn't even contact him.

Golden Wing Tower and Western Sect had only just arrived here when such a huge mess happened. "Damn it, if I had known it would be this bad, I should have just stayed and been the Nineteenth Route Chief back then!"

The Mad Monk Kong Yu could only recall the years of hard work and the life of being bossed around by those above him.

Just like a dog.

Compared to when I was the boss, this is a completely different level.

At first, I thought I had found a powerful backer, but then I heard, "Grand Initiation Master, why don't we go to Sea Gazing Temple? Isn't it said that Master Kong Ding Kongding is guarding there? It would be better for us to join Master Kong Ding than to go to the Garrison fortress, wouldn't it?"

The Golden Wing Tower expert, who was also rushing along nearby, couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"You think I don't want to go?" Kong Yu said impatiently. "I went to see Sea Gazing Temple by myself first, and before I even got close, I felt all sorts of dangers around me. Who knows how many spies are lying in ambush nearby! I might as well go to the Barracks first."

He spat on the ground.

"Send troops directly there, with numerous skilled fighters Firearms and Crossbows to surround them. Even Worship God Grandmaster would be in deep trouble!"

The powerful ones Worship God are indeed formidable, but the Great Ling are not to be trifled with either.

Firearms and Crossbows are not very effective in the hands of ordinary people; at most, they can be used to deal with martial artists of a certain rank.

However, in the hands of a martial artist with far superior reaction speed and dynamic vision, it becomes a powerful weapon capable of threatening even the Super Grade or even grandmaster-level opponents.

After all, even the strongest ordinary grandmaster is only strong in terms of technique; at the limit of physical ability, their speed is not much faster than that of Super Grade.

As long as it's in an open area, it's still within the range that the human eye can see.

Moreover, compared to the ordinary Da Ling Soldiers who maintain order within the city.

The Garrison fortress also has a small number of elite Assault Elite.

These elite soldiers were few in number, but each one was a high-ranking or even High Grade Expert, and they usually served as middle and lower-ranking officers.

In critical moments, they are small groups of special forces soldiers who can unleash terrifying lethality.

Only Barracks have such a configuration for Assault Elite.

They were generally equipped with weapons that were more powerful than conventional crossbows and muskets.

Therefore, this is one of the key factors that enabled the Great Ling Legion to sweep across the land.

Let alone the Super Grade, even grandmasters and Worship God Grandmaster would be easily defeated if they were surrounded by the high-level weapons of these Assault Elite.

Not to mention that the Prefect and the Super Grade- tier experts from the Snow Rainbow Pavilion were also present in the Barracks.

With him launching a sneak attack from the side, the sense of security he felt was far greater than that of Kong Ding, who was alone.

Sizzle.

Suddenly, the Mad Demon stopped abruptly.

Look up and look to the left front.

A group of Black-Clad Man emerged silently from there.

The crowd was indistinct, numbering about forty or fifty.

Although their numbers were small, each of them exuded an aura and gait completely different from ordinary martial artists.

"So many experts of such high rank!?" Mad Demon's pupils contracted. He had a bad feeling.

Don't underestimate high-level players; although they are far inferior to Super Grade in one-on-one combat.

However, if they form a formation, are well-trained, and wield crossbows and muskets, the threat they pose can be even greater than that of a grandmaster.

"Get ready!" Mad Demon knew things couldn't end well.

It's definitely not a coincidence that the other party specifically showed up here.

He raised his hand, signaling the others behind him to spread out and make room for a fight.

"Kill!"

The Mad Demon was the first to rush forward.

He brandished his staff, unleashing a Great Demon Subduing Staff Technique that transformed into a vast, overwhelming shadow, hurtling towards the first Black-Clad Man at the head of the group.

This time, he intended to finish the battle quickly, so he used all his strength.

With his full power, the staff shadow instantly transformed into a phantom staff, pressing forward.

With his strength from the Three Voids Worship God, his physical attributes had already surpassed those of ordinary martial artists. With this strike, the opponent would definitely be blown away! In an instant, a tremendous force slammed into the Mad Demon's abdomen, sending him flying more than ten meters backward, rolling and being tossed about on the ground.

The Mad Demon Monk finally managed to steady himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood, before quickly getting to his feet.

He had just stood up when the person he had just seen vanished from his sight.

"Who is it?! Who is it?!"

He was terrified and somewhat stunned by the blow.

It's like you've just won the world boxing silver medal, and on your way home, you run into a stranger who wants to bully you.

But unexpectedly, the opponent turned out to be an even stronger world boxing champion! Who is he?!

He was Three Voids Worship God! The former leader of the Nineteenth Route Water Margin Stronghold!! Unbelievable!!

With a Mad Demon roar, the madman rapidly activated his Limit State, greatly enhancing his defense and power as the Dharma Body Asura.

He raised his hand and forcefully blocked a thick arm that was falling from above.

The moment the two arms collided, a burst of air suddenly exploded, causing his clothes to be pulled back.

"Ah!!!" The Mad Demon roared again, about to raise his leg to deliver a knee strike.

But strangely, just as he stood up, he was suddenly pointed at by the other person's finger.

With just a light touch on a spot on his right side, the power he had gathered was released like a flood, instantly deflecting and losing its direction.

"How!?"

The Mad Demon Monk's body tilted halfway due to inertia, instantly losing all resistance.

He didn't even have time to use the Second Limit State before he was already in dire straits.

He watched as the other person struck him hard on the forehead with another palm.

The hand was large and dark red, with clearly visible dark veins bulging around it, as rough as a carelessly carved piece of junk.

But this hand, which was even smaller than himself, brought him unimaginable fear at this moment.

Whoosh! In an instant, the hand stopped just centimeters from his forehead.

The Mad Demon hurriedly scrambled and tumbled, turning around and retreating quickly.

In that instant, he truly felt he was going to die.

After running more than ten meters away, Kong Yu finally had time to see why the other person had stopped moving.

He looked up and examined it closely.

Behind the Black-Clad Man, a towering, imposing figure had appeared out of nowhere.

"It's Kong Ding!?" The Mad Demon Monk stared intently and recognized the person who had saved him.

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if he had disturbed something.

Bang!

The Black-Clad Man and Kong Ding exchanged a single blow, then separated and stood still.

"You go first!" Kong Ding said calmly, not even glancing at the other Black-Clad Man around him, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him.

In that exchange of blows, his strength was actually slightly weaker than his opponent's.

Both of them had made advance predictions and judgments, and used their Enemy Anticipation to the fullest extent.

In the end, neither could avoid the other, and they had to face each other head-on.

"Who are you!? That was a move from the Sensing Gate!"

Kong Ding vaguely recognized the opponent's fighting style.

If we were to describe the martial arts of the Western Sect, their style would be fierce and powerful.

The styles of Sensing Gate, on the other hand, are Ever-Changing and extremely contrasting.

One second it was tough and fierce, the next it was bizarre and psychedelic.

This style of martial arts is unique to the Sensing Gate.

Kong Ding was wary; his opponent was clearly a formidable foe. Meanwhile, the Mad Demon's side was suffering a crushing defeat, having already lost most of its men.

He wasn't sure if he could save Kong Yu.

Fortunately, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Kong Yu really meant it when he said he was leaving.

They had already sped off in a flash, heading far away from the beach.

Kong Ding breathed a sigh of relief.

He had previously received a secret tip-off from the Golden Wing Tower's intelligence network that the Copper Arm Chan Master Kong He had actually disappeared!?

He had only been in Citong for a few days. Immediately, he felt uneasy and quickly went out to investigate and formulate a plan.

Unexpectedly, this scene was discovered in the Suburbs.

Moreover, they discovered a mysterious adversary whose strength had reached the Grandmaster level! Kong Ding stared intently at the Black-Clad Man in front of him.

"No matter who you are, you should know what the consequences will be if you oppose my Western Sect?"

"No need for further words. Since we've already made our move, we've already prepared for everything," the Black-Clad Man replied frankly.

Kong Ding fell silent.

The other party's will remained unwavering.

Just then, the Mad Demon, who had already run far away, suddenly let out a roar.

The roar could be clearly heard even from hundreds of meters away.

"Not good!" Kong Ding's expression changed, and he was about to rush over there.

But the Black-Clad Man moved and immediately blocked his way again.

The two attacked swiftly, clashing head-on in a single blow.

Bang!

The shockwave exploded.

Kong Ding paused slightly, as the other party forcefully blocked his attack.

Such immense power! And it's even Hard Skill!? He was horrified.

The roar of the Mad Demon Monk rang out again in the distance.

"Roll!!"

Kong Ding became anxious and roared. Instantly, his skin turned black and red, and Silver Patterns appeared on his body. In the blink of an eye, his skin swelled up to a large size.

"In all my years, no one has ever dared to tell me to get lost." The Black-Clad Man spoke coldly, his skin slightly red, and his body slightly swollen.

Although it was a barely perceptible change, the resulting aura and sense of oppression were far stronger than before!

Clearly, he has also entered the Limit State.

"I've heard that Master Kong Ding is a future top expert of True Buddha Temple, potentially on par with the Yuan Generation of grandmasters. I've come today specifically to seek his guidance."

"I'll say it again, get out! Otherwise, I will kill you today!!" Kong Ding's eyes gleamed even brighter with silver light.

"You can try," the Black-Clad Man raised his hand and beckoned to him gently.

***In the mountains and forests.

The Mad Demon Monk charged ahead alone, galloping forward at breakneck speed.

He had barely entered the forest when he felt a sudden chill on his left side.

Thud! He raised his hand to block the attack.

Unfortunately, the force of this blow was greater than he had imagined.

He suddenly lost his balance and the momentum of his high-speed forward movement, and instead staggered to the right and crashed into a large tree.

After a muffled thud, the Mad Demon Monk lightly tapped the trunk of the tree to dissipate the force, then swerved and ran away to the right.

But the chill of the attack unexpectedly blocked his way again.

It was a burly figure wearing Black Mask!