With another crisp sound, this strike also shattered the opponent's "Leakless Golden Body" and broke the opponent's right leg!
Ciwen a painful roar, finally losing his balance and kneeling forward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Shuangren slashed three times from behind, causing Ciwen to vomit blood and completely disrupt his qi and blood circulation.
The final strike cleaved the opponent's wrist, causing the iron bar to slip from their grasp.
Wu Shuangren reached out and grabbed the iron rod engraved with Sanskrit.
At this moment, Zhigang and the others were still rushing towards the hillside, while Xu Jing and the others were desperately shooting arrows to stop them.
Wu Shuangren looked up and glanced ahead. He raised his iron bar and slammed it down heavily on Ciwen's helmet.
Bang!
Zhigang, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Lin Qian and Liang An, who were chasing behind, also stopped.
Xu Jing and the others reined in their horses and looked towards the hillside.
Having taken a heavy blow, Ciwen went from kneeling to lying down and collapsed to the ground.
Wu Shuangren did not stop; he raised the iron bar and continued to smash it down.
Bang!
The second blow landed, striking Ciwen's shoulder armor.
Bang!
The third blow struck his back, causing a piece of his armor to collapse.
The fourth batter, the fifth batter, the sixth batter...
The sound was deep, like the ringing of a temple bell, carrying far into the night.
The people from Mount Liang, the people from Mist Hidden Temple, Xu Jing and others... everyone watched as Wu Shuangren his iron rod again and again.
Ciwen initially struggled on the ground, his tenacious vitality First Rank expert preventing him from dying immediately.
But soon, his body deflated little by little inside the armor, and blood squeezed out from the gaps in the armor...
Until A ceased to be A, and the person had long since disappeared.
"Huff... huff... huff..."
Wu Shuangren gasped for breath, throwing away the blood-stained iron bar in his hand.
The night wind carried the stench of blood into the distance.
Wu Shuangren and roared with the last of his strength:
"From this day forward, Mist Hidden Temple is removed from the list of temples—!!!"
The sound rolled across the plains like thunder.
The night was quiet and still.
No one dared to answer.
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144. Incense burns out, martial arts are passed down.
At dawn, the golden sunrise illuminated the Yi Prefecture City.
This is the first day of killing Ciwen.
With the government's notice yesterday, the people finally dared to take to the streets, and vendors began to set up their stalls again, making the streets lively once more.
Guo Jiwang up very early; he had slept in Hong Zhanming's house the night before.
After getting up, he walked towards the courtyard and saw two militiamen carrying two jars of wine into the main hall.
He quickened his pace and noticed that five jars of wine had already been placed in the lobby. He couldn't help but smile, "You've got some speed."
Guo Jiwang stopped a militiaman and asked, "What's the deal with this wine?"
The militiaman replied, "The head of the militia had us search all the restaurants in the city last night, and this morning we bought the best wine from them and had it delivered here. There are still several jars outside."
Guo Jiwang nodded in satisfaction. He walked into the main hall, opened all the wine jars, sniffed them, and pondered which jar to drink first as his 'appetizer' for the morning.
"Sir, you're up very early."
Wu Shuangren's voice came from behind.
Guo Jiwang turned around with a smile, about to speak, when his smile suddenly froze.
He noticed that Wu Shuangren had ribbons tied around his left hand and left shoulder, and that he smelled strongly of medicine.
"Was there a night raid on Mount Liang last night?"
Guo Jiwang asked.
Wu Shuangren walked over, gestured for the other person to sit down, and said with a smile, "Last night I led men to launch a night raid on them."
Guo Jiwang frowned, his expression displeased. "The key now is to defend Yi Prefecture City. There are still tens of thousands of troops behind Mount Liang. Even if you attack them and kill a few more, it won't affect the overall situation. You are risking the lives of thousands, even tens of thousands of people. How unwise of you to do that!"
This was the first time he had spoken to Wu Shuangren in a blaming tone, which showed his anger.
Wu Shuangren looked him in the eyes and said solemnly, "I killed Ciwen!"
"What did you say?"
"Last night, I led my men and, in front of the Mount Liang people and thousands of monks, beat Ciwen to death. From this day forward, there will be no more Mist Hidden Temple!"
"... explain in detail."
Wu Shuangren then recounted the battle from the previous night in detail.
After listening, Guo Jiwang remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, he stood up, picked up his wine flask, emptied half a flask of wine from an open wine jar, and then took a few big gulps.
Judging solely from Wu Shuangren's actions last night, any strategist would say it was extremely foolish!
But if we only look at the result...
As a result, Wu Shuangren led a dozen or so riders to charge forward, facing more than two thousand men and several First Rate experts, and he actually killed Ciwen!
Guo Jiwang always thought that Wu Shuangren was too arrogant about his personal martial prowess, but the other party had indeed never been defeated.
'Was that [Hegemon-King] also, at this age, a figure of unparalleled power and invincibility, sweeping across the battlefield?'
Guo Jiwang couldn't help but think this way.
"What do you think of this wine, sir?"
Wu Shuangren smiled and changed the subject.
Guo Jiwang nodded. "Good wine."
"Then I'll have a drink with you, sir."
Wu Shuangren picked up a cup from the table, scooped a cup directly from the wine jar, and raised the cup to Guo Jiwang in a gesture of respect.
Guo Jiwang aback and also raised the wine pot in his hand.
The two exchanged a smile and drank the wine together.
"It's a pity that I didn't have much strength left after killing Ciwen last night, otherwise I could have taken advantage of the situation to defeat those monk soldiers and seized a large amount of weapons and money."
After finishing their drinks, the two sat down again, Wu Shuangren said with some regret.
After killing Ciwen, his physical strength was almost completely depleted, after all, he was not a true First Rank expert.
He took the specially made pills that were taken from Kongzheng Liaoming to temporarily replenish his energy, and finally he had the strength to ride back on horseback.
These kinds of pills are miraculous, but they're not like the ones in games that instantly restore your 'mana bar' after you take them. They need time to be digested and gradually restore your stamina.
Therefore, Wu Shuangren simply didn't have the strength to continue killing last night.
Of course, Lin Qian and the others did not know his true strength or weakness, and even though they saw that he was injured, they did not dare to pursue him.
" With Ciwen's death, the morale of the people at Mist Hidden Temple has completely collapsed. It's impossible for those Mount Liang people to bring all the monks back to Rong Province. Some might secretly run back to Mist Hidden Temple. We can send people to wipe them out."
Guo Jiwang said, standing up, "You take good care of your injuries. I'll go and arrange this matter first."
After saying that, he strode out of the lobby.
Wu Shuangren sat in his chair and, as usual, began to summarize his battle with Ciwen.
The opponent's external martial arts combined with the armor made their defense truly unsolvable. The reason I was finally able to break through their defense was naturally due to the enhancement of my Traits.
In response to Ciwen's unsolvable defense, [Match for One Person] further enhanced "Cloud Tiger Seven Kills," this time only strengthening one move—
The Hegemon-King Strips Armor!
This is a technique specifically designed to counter the kind of external martial arts practiced by Ciwen. It requires building up residual force on the opponent with each move, and finally finding the right moment to deliver the decisive blow.
"Even now, it's not easy for me to win against First Rank expert. Lin Qian was focused on escaping and deliberately exposed an opening, which is why I was able to injure him. As for Ciwen, if he hadn't been so confident in his defense and only attacked without defending, I wouldn't have broken his leg so easily..."
'In a normal fight, it would probably take me at least two hundred moves to defeat a First Rank expert, and I'd exhaust most of my stamina. Killing First Rank expert, however, depends on the situation.'
Wu Shuangren thought to himself.
In order to cut off Ciwen's retreat, he deliberately attacked the opponent's leg, and the price he paid was a fractured left shoulder bone!
His left shoulder had been injured before and had not yet fully healed; now it was injured again.
The costs of defeating and killing are vastly different.
However, after killing Ciwen, he was overwhelmed with emotion. In addition, he was continuously strengthened to the First Rank rank, and his Internal Skill of "The Method of One Person" made another breakthrough, and he was not far from the Fifth Rank.
Once he recovers from his injury, a breakthrough will likely be a natural outcome.
In addition, after defeating top-tier experts First Rate, including two First Rank powerhouses, the Traits has also gained a large amount of 'experience points'. The sky-blue part of the four words '[Match for One Person]' has already occupied more than 90%!
Perhaps all I need to do next is defeat any one First Rate- tier player, Traits will level up again!
'The first upgrade improved my efficiency in defeating enemies; what changes will the second upgrade bring?'
Wu Shuangren was very much looking forward to it.
He hadn't been sitting in the lobby for long when Guo Jiwang reappeared at the door, a smile on his face.
"We've captured an important figure."
"Oh?"
Wu Shuangren looked up at him, Guo Jiwang stepped aside. Two militiamen escorted one person in.
Although the man's hands were tied behind his back, his head was always held high, and his clothes were relatively neat, giving him a rather dignified appearance.
Who is he?
Wu Shuangren did not recognize the other person.
Guo Jiwang pointed to the man and introduced him, "This is Hong Zhanming, the Grand Steward of Mist Hidden Temple."
Wu Shuangren suddenly realized that he had heard of this person before, but this was the first time he had met him.
After Hong Zhanming was escorted into the main hall, his eyes were fixed on Wu Shuangren.
"You're Wu Shuangren?"
He took the initiative to ask.
Kneel down!
Seeing his arrogant attitude, the two militiamen who were holding him kicked him to his knees.
Wu Shuangren, signaling the two militiamen to step back.
"Yes, I am Wu Shuangren."
Wu Shuangren nodded.
Hong Zhanming remained silent for a long while before slowly saying, "So young..."
I was defeated by such a young man!
"How did you manage to catch this person, sir?"
Wu Shuangren looked at Guo Jiwang and asked curiously.