Whoosh ~
A figure was sprinting through the night, moving like a phantom and moving at breakneck speed.
"Haha!"
"Isn't this Blind Princess's Eight Practices a little too awesome?"
"Why would I need a pickup truck with this speed?"
It was Jiang He.
As the saying goes, the heavens do not disappoint the diligent. He had been munching qi pellets as if they were sunflower seeds, and finally reached rank-five advanced tonight. The luminous sword in his head was also glowing after a day of nurturing, which boosted Jiang He's confidence at once. Hence, he hurriedly finished his supper and entered the mountains, ready to kill two rank-six Ferals to gather the materials he needed to level up his farm.
Leaving Jinyintan Village, he hailed a taxi to Baitugang Village, where he cast Blind Princess's Eight Practices and sprinted all the way through the Changliushui scenic area into the mountains.
"Oh, right."
"I think I heard someone calling my name when I was coming from the scenic area?"
"Maybe I'm hallucinating …"
Jiang He ran over twenty kilometers in a single breath, crossing over eight mountains before slowing down.
He stood atop a small hill and looked out, finding mountain after mountain in the night, with each mountain having a wind-powered generator … and yet, there was no Feral to be seen.
"What's going on?"
"Logically speaking, there should be many Ferals in these mountains since there are few people, shouldn't there? Moreover, Duan Tianhe confirmed it … Eh? "
Suddenly, Jiang He's gaze shifted to the distance.
Though it was late at night with gloomy clouds and no moon visible, that was nothing for Jiang He, who had gained some night vision after eating carrots for days.
Looking around, he found two people walking side by side on a mountain path around eight hundred meters away.
There was a wide path in the mountains, specially built when the wind-powered generator was planted. However, the sandy path was too easily damaged, and there were frequent flash floods on the mountain. Cars could no longer travel on it since it had not been maintained for years.
"Gentlemen …"
Jiang He yelped and promptly gave chase, smiling, "Gentlemen, may I ask if you're heading into the mountains to hunt?"
Both of them were holding guns.
Their blades were also hanging from their hips.
One look and he could tell that they were hunters …
"Hold on …"
Jiang He's heart skipped a beat when he realized what was going on. "Isn't that an AK? Why would they need an AK when hunting? Also, the swords on their waists don't seem to be ordinary swords. They have a faint metallic luster in the dark … Are they alloy weapons? "
Ka ka!
He pulled the bolt.
In the next split second, two pitch-black muzzles were pointed at Jiang He.
"Who are you?"
A cold shout came from the two of them.
One of them was a Rank-4 martial artist. The other's Vitality was exploding, and a faint golden light appeared above his head.
"Awakened with Divine Power? And his head has mutated … like a copper skull and iron bones? "
Jiang He smiled as an idea occurred to him. "You don't have to be nervous, you two. I mean you no harm, and I'm just an ordinary farmer who entered the mountains to get some fertilizer for my farm."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man with golden light on his forehead could not help but turn to look at his companion and ask, "Big Brother, what should we do?"
"Kill!"
His companion, however, sneered. "Why would an ordinary farmer come here in the middle of the night? To get fertilizer for your farm … or are you trying to collect Feral feces? That's more like a lie to a three-year-old. "
He held his AK forward until the muzzle was less than a meter away from Jiang He's head. His gaze was cold as if he was staring at a corpse, and he flatly said, "Young man, I might let you live if it was any other time, but not today."
"Our Holy Faith is going to do something big today, and now that you've run into us, what if it gets leaked?"
"So …"
"Die!"
Bang!
He pulled the trigger.
A tongue of flame shot out of the muzzle, appearing extremely dazzling under the night sky.
Jiang He stared tightly at the muzzle.
He found that he could even see the trajectory of the flame, and he could even clearly see the golden bullet spinning out of the muzzle … So, he stretched out his right hand and stretched out two fingers, trying to catch the bullet.
And then …
He really did catch it.
"…"
The man who fired the gun was left completely dumbstruck.
Beside him, the middle-aged man with golden light on his forehead was stunned as well. His mouth gaped open as he stared blankly at Jiang He as if he was looking at a monster.
What the hell!
Even Jiang He himself was taken aback. He could even feel the searing heat from the bullet … yes, it was scalding. It was fortunate that he had Indestructible Diamond to protect his body, and that little bit of heat did not affect him at all.
"That's …"
"Catching a bullet with my bare hands?"
"Not even anti-Japanese dramas would have the guts to do that, and I actually did it?"
Excitement came after his surprise.
Jiang He nonchalantly threw the bullet away and chuckled. "Come, brother. Shoot me again. Catching bullets with your bare hands feels pretty good."
"Who … who are you?"
The middle-aged man's face dropped, but he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger again once he remembered the Holy Faith's actions.
Ba-da-da-da!!!
This time, it was a burst shot.
Jiang He instinctively tried to dodge, but realized that he could still clearly see the bullet's trajectory. His hands danced, even leaving afterimages around him like the thousand-armed Guanyin. Only when his opponent finished firing did he spread his hands, revealing that they were filled with yellowish-orange bullets.
His palms were a little charred and smoking.
After blowing on it a few times, Jiang He said, "It seems that normal guns don't threaten me. Even if I don't catch bullets, I have Indestructible Diamond. Bullets wouldn't even scratch me."
Normal guns and bullets were certainly useless against martial artists above rank-four, but Jiang He knew a new type of armor-piercing bullets forged from composite metals. Those bullets were very precious, and each of them cost over a hundred thousand. They were specifically used against powerful Ferals, and naturally could pierce the defenses of high-ranked martial artists as well.
While he was relaxed, the other two were dumbfounded.
The rank-four martial artist threw his AK at Jiang He and promptly drew the longsword at his hip, his rank-four intermediate True Qi bursting out as he slashed at Jiang He.
Beside him, the Awakened with golden radiance over his head growled and drew his blade as well.
Jiang He stood where he was, unmoving.
He urged his Nine Yang True Qi and Vajra Invincible Divine Exercise. A layer of faintly discernible golden bell light flickered on his body. Two dull sounds of steel colliding resounded, and the swords in their hands were directly jolted away.
"I've already told you that I'm just an ordinary farmer and an innocent passerby, and yet you two would be so cruel to me. Did you really think that I'm a clay Bodhisattva with no anger?"
Jiang He raised his hand and killed the rank-four intermediate martial artist with a Mighty Dragon Shows Remorse. Then, he moved his feet and used Blind Princess's Eight Practices to stop the golden-headed man who had turned to run, saying flatly, "I just heard you two mention something about the Holy Faith … are you from the Sky Demon Cult?"
…
At the same time.
Deep in the mountains, around ten kilometers away.
Old Liu, who was smoking his pipe, frowned as he looked at the time. "What are Zhang Shan and Li Si doing? It's almost time, but they still haven't arrived? The Heavenly General has spoken that apostasy is punishable by three blades and six holes … "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
