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"Golden Bell Shield!"
"True Qi release!"
Witnessing Long Jian perform this ultimate skill, those around him paid even more tense attention.
Martial Arts Cultivation, first comes Inner Strength, then transforms into True Qi.
Inner Strength, as the name suggests, is the inner power of the body, bursting from blood and flesh. It indeed exists but cannot independently manifest outside the body, being a force with substance yet form without shape.
True Qi is different; it has already condensed into substance and can detach from the body, observable by the naked eye. At this moment, the faintly visible shield around Long Jian is precisely the True Qi released from the body using the Golden Bell Shield technique.
Such a skill is also a manifestation of a top-tier expert. The higher the cultivation, the thicker the True Qi, and the farther the distance of release, like Long Jian, whose release is only three inches away from the body, ranks as middling among True Qi masters.
It is said the most elite True Qi masters can release their Qi several feet away, ensuring it does not dissipate after leaving the body, with incredible might, able to harm with leaves or flowers, and condense sword or blade qi, extremely sharp.
Though Long Jian does not have such capability, the Golden Bell Qi Shield released three inches away is still extraordinary; weapons and fists cannot break through easily.
Confronted with such ultimate skill, the man in black did not care at all, throwing a heavy punch like an arrow off a string, like a cannon exiting the muzzle, forceful and fierce to the extreme.
"Boom!!"
A booming sound like a big bell echoed, Long Jian's stance sank, True Qi rushed within him, intending to turn power and counterattack.
As renowned and superior martial arts within Jianghu, this Golden Bell Shield not only protects but also can reverse power through Qi transformation, counter-shock the opponent, achieving post-initiation superiority, the greater the received force, the stronger the counter-shock.
With Long Jian's cultivation of True Qi, such a counterattack could break steel knives and iron swords, an unprepared True Qi master would also suffer heavy injuries.
But...
"Buzz!!"
Long Jian's body trembled, his horse stance sank, Qi transformation reached its limit, yet he was horrified to find he couldn't dissolve the opponent's fist power.
So forceful!
So strong!!
So fierce!!!
Long Jian gritted his teeth, his face flushed, eyes filled with horror, unable to express.
Cannot dissolve!
Cannot return!
Cannot shock!
Although his Golden Bell Shield had experienced failures, those were when the opponent's cultivation level surpassed his, True Qi quality far exceeding his, or having mastered extraordinary divine skills making the Golden Bell Shield less ingenious and hard to dissolve.
What situation is now?
Long Jian cannot tell, feeling it involves both cases.
This person's fist, this person's power, so forceful, strong, fierce, and aggressive, condensed to an unimaginable degree, like a steel-cast cannonball striking, the Golden Bell Shield he diligently trained for decades couldn't handle.
What fist technique is this?
What fist technique is this!
"Bang!!!"
Having questions unanswered, a blast sounded, True Qi surged and scattered, Golden Bell Shield shattered on cue, Long Jian was panic-stricken but unable to evade, merely watched the opponent's heavy punch strike in.
"Puff!!!"
After the loud sound, blood splattered, Long Jian's body shot like a cannon, falling ten meters away, shaking dust up into the air.
Looking back at the spot, the man in black withdrew his fist pose, without checking the opponent's life or death, turned and headed toward the tavern.
Disciples of the Beggar Gang surrounding dispersed like beasts and birds, dare not inspect their Squad Leader Long Jian's life or death.
"Drive!"
The man returned to the shop front, mounted his horse, galloped away, leaving the crowd staring at each other.
Half a day passed like this, into late night, Joyful Forest illuminated brightly, another group hurried by, also in beggar attire, the leader wearing nine sacks, others numerous, hurried toward Hejian Sub-Sect.
"They're from the Beggar Gang!"
"A Ninth-Grade Elder actually came!"
"What's really going on?"
Looking at hastily arriving elders from the Beggar Gang, people from various sides were even more suspicious.
As such, one night gone, only by next morning did a well-informed person spread discussion in Joyful Forest.
"That man self-named Martial Madman, unknown origins, emerged three months ago in the Central Plains, roaming Heluo's several prefectures, attacking Beggar Gang members everywhere."
"Yesterday, he raided Hejian Prefecture, killed Silver-legged Beggar Dong Xi, then rushed to Joyful Forest to intercept Golden Body Beggar Long Jian, Iron Palm Beggar Zhang Chao."
"Including these three, in merely three months, several hundred Beggar Gang members have died at his hands, among them several Seventh-Grade Elders, and Sub-Sect Squad Leaders."
"This person's martial arts miraculous, young but able to defeat True Qi masters, even the Beggar Gang is like sitting on pins and needles."
"Reportedly, this matter already shocked the Beggar Gang leader, gathering several Ninth-Grade Elders and Four Guardians, Five Lotus Envoys patrolling, determined to eliminate this person."
"Martial Madman, Martial Madman, why exactly does this person make things difficult for the Beggar Gang?"
"Perhaps it's some grudge, after all the Beggar Gang's actions..."
"Such strength at a young age, surely of unusual background."
"Such a great menace, unless exterminated quickly, the Beggar Gang will find it hard to rest easy."
"The Beggar Gang is the greatest gang, millions of disciples spread across Yangtze and Yellow River banks, experts abound, capturing a mere Martial Madman, isn't it simple?"
"That might not be the case..."
Voices of discussion echoing, stirring dark currents.
As such, months later.
Henan Prefecture, Imprisonment Department, Funeral Room.
"Heart veins completely severed!"
"Viscera turned to mush!"
"Heavy punch shatters the brain!"
"Tiger claws rip the throat!"
"It's him, no mistake!"
Looking at the corpse with a brutal death, Leng Wuqing frowned deeply, remaining silent for a long time.
Sheng Xiayou, standing beside him, was silent too. After a while, he murmured: "Martial Madman..."
"Truly mad!"
Leng Wuqing continued: "In less than a year, he killed over a thousand people, not sparing even court officials. Such a madman, there have rarely been any throughout history."
Sheng Xiayou frowned: "What on earth does he want?"
"Generally speaking, those who commit murder either do so for money and gain, for lust, for disputes over interests, or due to old and new grudges."
Leng Wuqing frowned: "But this person, from court officials to street rogues, and even people from the Jianghu martial world, he spares no one, acting like this..."
"Court officials, street rogues!"
"Brothels and gambling houses, wealthy families and powerful figures!"
"Beggar Gang, Iron Palm Gang, Sea Sand Gang, Giant Whale Gang, Yellow River Gang!"
Sheng Xiayou touched his chin, speculating: "Could it really be as he said, he is representing the Celestial Traveler?"
"..."
Leng Wuqing gave him a glance, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
"That's the only explanation."
Sheng Xiayou said gravely: "Not for money, not for lust, neither for old grudges nor new enmities; either he's seeking fame and self-satisfaction, or he's practicing some evil martial arts that require killing for training."
"..."
Leng Wuqing, hearing this, fell silent again. After a moment, he spoke: "No matter what, we can't let him continue wreaking havoc. Now all the prefectures of Heluo have been stirred into chaos by him, and the Jianghu martial world is drenched in blood, everyone is in fear. If this continues, it will surely spawn great trouble."
"That's easier said than done, but what can we do?"
Sheng Xiayou shook his head: "So many powerful figures couldn't catch him, what can we do with the few people from the Divine Capture Sect?"
"..."
Iron Wuqing mused: "Perhaps we can start with the Beggar Gang. He targeted the Beggar Gang first, there must be a reason. Maybe we can find a clue."
"Beggar Gang?"
Sheng Xiayou looked at him: "If the Beggar Gang knew any clues, they would have caught him already."
"Divine Constable Sheng is absolutely correct!"
Just after the words fell, a gentle laugh came from the sky beyond.
"Hmm!?"
The two of them eyed sharply, pressing their waist knives, looking around coldly, said: "Who's there?"
"Hahaha!"
The gentle laughter echoed from all directions, finally converging into one spot. The two followed the sound, only to see an old man sitting at the side, unknowingly having entered this funeral room.
This old man, full of white hair, was clothed in tattered garments patched here and there. Though barefoot, his feet were spotless, sitting on a morgue platform with an aura of ease, indifferent to the ghastly corpses around him.
"It turns out to be the Three Extremes Divine Beggar!"
Sheng Xiayou's eyes became sharp, and he immediately cupped his hands and saluted: "Greetings, senior!"
"This old beggar is not worthy of such respects from the two Divine Constables."
The Three Extremes Divine Beggar waved his hand, casually hopped down from the morgue platform, walked leisurely toward the two, said: "I came today to ask for a favor from you two Divine Constables, to pass a message to Mr. Zhuge, asking him to personally remove this scourge, restore peace to Jianghu, serenity to the martial world, save the world from chaos, and prevent national ruin and family extinction!"
"Hmm!?"
Both eyes sharpened, Sheng Xiayou spoke up: "What does senior mean by this?"
"Literally!"
The Three Extremes Divine Beggar's expression was indifferent: "For the peace of the martial world, and the tranquility of the realm, please deliver the message."
Sheng Xiayou slightly closed his eyes, looked at him for a long time, then said: "The Beggar Gang is the largest gang under the sky, with millions of disciples, masters abound, and even supreme figures like the Divine Beggar. Even with all this, you still couldn't handle that person?"
"Heh heh heh!"
The Three Extremes Divine Beggar sneered: "That wicked thief practiced heterodox and sinister arts with the ability to alter appearances. Under heaven, other than the Divine Capture Sect and Mr. Zhuge, no one else could apprehend him. This old beggar had no recourses but to ask you for help."
"Alter appearances?"
Sheng Xiayou's eyes sharpened: "No wonder!"
Leng Wuqing remained unmoved: "There are some matters where one hand simply cannot clap. That person is at odds with the Beggar Gang — could it be that there's a reason related to the Beggar Gang itself?"
"Hahaha!"
The Three Extremes Divine Beggar laughed, remarkably without disputing, and simply asked: "Then he killed dozens of court officials, is there also a reason related to the court?"
"Hmm!?"
Leng Wuqing's expression turned cold, remaining silent.
The Three Extremes Divine Beggar wasn't bothered, saying with hands behind his back: "Indeed, there are some degenerates within my gang, committing unlawful acts that tarnished the Beggar Gang's reputation, having them removed, this old beggar has nothing to say, even feeling gratitude.
But that wicked thief, using this as his excuse, savagely slaughtered, pursued every member of my gang to extinction, without regard to innocence or guilt. How could this old beggar tolerate such actions?
The same logic applies to the court. Although there are corrupt officials and rogue clerks within, unlawful individuals too, he cannot be allowed to kill indiscriminately. This, as Divine Constables, you ought to understand better than this old beggar."
The Three Extremes Divine Beggar's expression remained indifferent: "That man's actions, unrestrained, yesterday killing the County Magistrate, today the Prefect. Tomorrow, who knows, he might march into the capital, take the Prime Minister's head, seize the Emperor's head. If not removed soon, once he gathers power, it will surely endanger the world. Please, Mr. Zhuge, consider carefully!"
Having spoken, regardless of their reaction, he turned and left.