Clang!
Beneath the massive white tiger statue, Wang Chong abruptly unsheathed his sword and executed the Single Character Consecutive Slash.
Shua! With a flash of sword light, Wang Chong's two arms multiplied into four, four into six, and in an instant, he seemed to have six arms.
Aooo!
With a series of screams, the six Turk wolves around Wang Chong immediately fell to the ground.
Shua shua shua!
Wang Chong's feet moved continuously in the midst of the wolf pack, executing the Single Character Consecutive Slash to its limit. Pack after pack of giant wolves fell down one after another.
Every time Wang Chong raised his WuZi Steel Sword, six wolves would be slain.
In a few short moments, rivers of blood flowed around Wang Chong, and the corpses of the wolves filled the area. The originally crowded mountaintop suddenly became empty.
In terms of efficiency in slaughtering these wolves, Wang Chong was even more formidable than Zhao Jingdian, Zhuang Zhengping, and the others combined.
This was the efficiency of the Hexad Arms Technique and Single Character Consecutive Slash.
Xiu!
While Wang Chong was massacring the wolves, xiu! A sharp whistle came from the night sky. In the darkness, a thick wolf fang arrow spun rapidly, piercing through the air and shooting toward Wang Chong.
"Careful!"
An anxious voice came from the distance. It was Chen Burang's.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong abruptly turned his head around and saw Chen Burang poking his head out of the room in the distance.
But a wolf fang arrow fell from the sky as fast as a bolt of lightning.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
With no time to think, Wang Chong's WuZi Steel Sword split into six and slashed at the wolf fang arrow.
Boom!
He didn't feel it when he was watching from inside the house, but when the swords and arrows clashed, Wang Chong truly felt the power of those sharpshooters.
When the WuZi Steel Sword struck the Wolf Fang Arrow, Wang Chong felt as if he had struck an iron mountain. His hands were numb, and his throat was filled with sweetness. The WuZi Steel Sword did not manage to break the Wolf Fang Arrow. Instead, the huge force sent Wang Chong flying.
Boom! Wang Chong slid on the ground for more than a hundred feet before he rolled and bounced back. He suddenly slid into a cave that was about forty to fifty feet deep at the top of a mountain, barely avoiding a calamity.
"That was close!"
Wang Chong slid into it, his chest rising and falling rapidly. This was the first time he had fought against those sharpshooters. Wang Chong was well aware that the reason he hadn't been able to break the arrow was not because the arrow was tough, but because the Origin Energy contained in the arrow far surpassed his own.
An archer's cultivation was concentrated in each arrow, causing the Origin Energy contained in their arrows to far surpass the norm. It was simply not something that he could break with a single arrow.
Swish!
At almost the same moment that Wang Chong slid into the cave, a rain of arrows shot out from Chen Burang's room, heading in the direction from which the first arrow had come.
At this crucial moment, Zhou Huang had finally struck.
The area in the distance suddenly grew much quieter. There was no evidence, only intuition. Wang Chong sensed that yet another Turkic master archer had disappeared from the darkness.
Swishswishswish!
However, not too long after Zhou Huang made his move, countless arrows suddenly rained down from the sky, covering the area where Chen Burang and Zhou Huang were standing.
"This is a good chance!"
Wang Chong made use of Zhou Huang and Chen Burang's distraction to leap out of the cave.
As he leaped out, Wang Chong flicked his sword toward the ground, and a few wooden planks flew into the air.
Peng!
An arrow suddenly flew over, shattering the wooden planks that Wang Chong had flicked in the air. On the other hand, Wang Chong made use of this strike to roll into a dark palace.
The palace was densely packed with layers upon layers of wolf corpses.
"I'm safe!"
Kneeling on the floor, Wang Chong gazed outside and heaved a long sigh of relief. Even though he had made many preparations, White Tiger Peak was still in danger.
"I hope that Zhao Qianqiu and Zhou Huang can work together to neutralize the threat of the sharpshooters."
Wang Chong stared at the door as his heart pounded furiously.
Zhao Qianqiu's greatest advantage at the moment was that no one had noticed him yet. As long as he hid beneath the belly of his steed, he would only be able to travel several li.
Those sharpshooters would be killed one by one.
Zhao Qianqiu was the instructor in charge of imparting the 'Art of Commanding'. Even though he hadn't revealed his true strength all this while, Wang Chong believed that as long as he was given a chance, he would definitely be able to overcome this situation.
The entire hall was silent, and the commotion outside made the interior of the hall even more tranquil.
Just as Wang Chong was contemplating the situation, a bizarre feeling suddenly welled up in his heart. Inexplicably, Wang Chong felt that the surroundings had become even quieter than before.
For an instant, Wang Chong even felt that the sounds of battle, howls, and the crackling of flames had disappeared from his ears.
Time seemed to have come to a halt at this moment, and the world fell silent.
"This is?"
Taken aback, Wang Chong slowly frowned.
Instinctively, Wang Chong felt that the surroundings were a little unnatural. But the truly bizarre thing was yet to come.
Initially, the hall was shrouded in darkness, and one couldn't even see their outstretched fingers.
But in that instant, Wang Chong suddenly felt a green light rising from the depths of the hall. This kind of light shouldn't appear here.
On the entire White Tiger Peak, there were blazing flames, flashes of lightning from swords, and the blood of dying wolves. But there shouldn't be any green light here.
A thought flashed across Wang Chong's mind, and he immediately lowered his head.
In that instant, Wang Chong finally noticed the source of the green light. It was right beneath Wang Chong's feet. A massive green arc of light had appeared beneath his feet.
The arc of light appeared from one end of the wall, and after passing through Wang Chong, it disappeared into the other end of the wall. Taking a closer look, Wang Chong could see innumerable interweaving brambles within the arc of light.
Amidst the brambles, there were images of swords and sabers, and they were evenly distributed among the brambles.
"Halo of Thorns!"
A thought flashed across Wang Chong's mind, and he suddenly realized what this green light was.
Halo, this was the halo of a True Martial Realm cultivator!
On his left, separated by a wall, there was a True Martial Realm cultivator walking towards him. The two of them were only separated by a single wall.
In that instant, Wang Chong suddenly felt a great sense of danger. The surging aura of death caused Wang Chong's scalp to go numb, and his hair to flutter in the air.
"Bang!"
In a split second, Wang Chong pressed his left palm on the ground, and with his head down and legs up, he became one with his sword and suddenly shot out, away from the direction of the Halo of Thorns.
In the blink of an eye, just as Wang Chong shot out … Boom! The wall to the left of the spot where Wang Chong was kneeling on previously exploded, and the Halo of Thorns on the ground abruptly materialized. With a loud howl, it shot toward Wang Chong, who was in midair.
Chi, the halo vibrated, and the air was torn apart, as though it had been sliced by thousands of swords. The vibrating halo and the air emanated a powerful force, and it brushed past Wang Chong by a hair's breadth.
If Wang Chong's reaction had been the slightest bit slower, he would have been struck by the vibrating halo and the sharp gust of air.
"Lad, your reaction sure is fast!"
A coarse and wild voice suddenly sounded from outside the hall. This voice wasn't in the language of the Central Plains that Wang Chong was familiar with, but the voice of a Goguryeon warrior.
Boom!
Before he could finish his words, three slender sabers shot out from behind the wall like pythons. The sabers spun, and with a momentum that could split the heavens and split the earth, they chased after Wang Chong and slashed at him in midair.
In that instant, Wang Chong only had the time to raise his WuZi Steel Sword before he was struck by the three Goguryeon sabers.
"What incredible strength!"
In that instant, a mist of blood burst out from Wang Chong's arm. The strength that the Goguryeon warrior exerted was reminiscent of a ferocious beast, causing the blood vessels in his arm to rupture.
Boom! The wall shattered, and Wang Chong and his sword flew out from the shattered wall like a kite with its string cut, crashing into the alley behind him.
"Gongzi!"
A shout sounded, and Zhao Jingdian's figure appeared from behind the collapsed wall. Beside him were more than a dozen Imperial Army guards and instructors of White Tiger Peak.
— — This was the second fortress built by Wang Chong.
When Wang Chong flew out, the Goguryeon warrior finally appeared in the main hall. His muscular body, disheveled hair, and the two weapons in his hands were his most distinctive traits.
But what left one with the deepest impression was his pair of dark and vicious eyes. As if a wolf, they were filled with ambition and fighting spirit.
The Goguryeons were a race that excelled in both farming and fighting. Their lack of resources made it imperative for them to be skilled in farming, and at the same time, their lack of resources also gave them the instincts of a wolf, making them prone to plundering.
Only by constantly expanding and plundering could they obtain abundant resources to satisfy themselves.
The unique traits of the Goguryeons were on full display, and this included the Goguryeon expert before him.
"What kind of weapon is that? To think that it would be so formidable!"
In the main hall, the Goguryeon warrior wasn't in a hurry to attack. He held a saber in each of his hands and a third saber by his right side.
There weren't many people in the Central Plains who could fight in such a manner.
But at this moment, his three weapons had been severed neatly at the tip of his saber. They were severed by Wang Chong's WuZi Steel Sword during the previous slash.
"Hmph!"
The Goguryeon warrior tossed the three severed weapons to the ground. He pulled with both hands, and in the blink of an eye, he actually pulled out three long sabers from the sheaths hanging on his waist.
To be able to wield six sabers at once, only the Goguryeons were capable of such a combat style.
Many experts of the Central Plains couldn't get used to fighting with the Goguryeons at all.
"Ignore that lad. Destroy the walls here, kill the Tang dynasty Imperial Army guards, and kill that master archer! All obstacles must be cleared. More importantly, none of the students in this training camp can be spared! "
The Goguryeon warrior ordered in Goguryeon.
"Boom!"
A green Halo of Thorns lit up, and the air within a radius of several dozen zhang around the Goguryeon warrior became incomparably dangerous. At the same time, the Goguryeon warrior raised the three sabers in his hands, and in an instant, they morphed into a storm of sword qi that charged toward the group behind the wall.
Behind him, more than a dozen Goguryeon warriors leaped out. Their eyes were filled with savagery, and they held two to three weapons in their hands.
"Kill!"
With a furious roar, the dozen Goguryeon warriors followed behind the Goguryeon expert, charging toward the crowd behind the wall like a tidal wave.
At the same time, behind the wall, the faces of the Imperial Army guards and instructors of the training camp turned cold, and they drew their weapons.
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