Wang Ba Jin's arms were filled with mystical Qi, and blue veins were faintly visible. He was using all his strength to tear Yang Wu in half.
Just when Wang Ba Jin thought he could kill Yang Wu, he found that his legs were like old pine trees that were deeply embedded in the soil. They were steady and powerful, and it was difficult to tear them apart.
Dragon Turtle Water Suppression Stance!
This stance technique could be called a peerless stance technique. Yang Wu's feet were nailed to the ground, and he was absorbing mystical Qi. The strength between his legs was the most domineering. Even Wang Ba Jin, who could exert thirteen cauldrons of strength, found it difficult to move them.
Yang Wu bent his knees, and then a force rushed up from the soles of his feet. His body shot up like a bow, and two water dragons seemed to be sucked out of the ground.
Dragon Turtle Water Absorption!
This was the transformation of the Dragon Turtle Water Suppression Stance in Yang Wu's mind.
The moment Yang Wu shot up, Wang Ba Jin's body was pulled up by the roots before he could withdraw his hands. Yang Wu crossed his legs, and the water dragons intertwined, forming a chain that strangled Wang Ba Jin's neck. Yang Wu shouted, "Kill!"
Yang Wu's legs were like scissors, and the chain strangled Wang Ba Jin's neck until it bled. Wang Ba Jin held on tightly to the chain, but he couldn't stop the chain from breaking his neck. He hadn't felt the taste of death in a long time.
"Spare … spare my life!" Wang Ba Jin begged with difficulty.
Wang Ba Jin was afraid of death. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed in the Mountain Prison all this time, and not go to the Death Legion to kill the barbarians to clear his identity as a prison slave.
He was waiting to take the step to become a Human General before going to the Death Legion. Only then would he have a higher chance of surviving.
But now, he was going to die here, and he was really unwilling.
In the end, Yang Wu wasn't a homicidal maniac. The moment Wang Ba Jin begged for mercy, he weakened his strength and loosened Wang Ba Jin's chains.
When Wang Ba Jin broke free from the chains, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his hunchback crashed into Yang Wu.
Back Crashing Mountain!
This was a general technique that Tortoise Ba Jin cultivated that was compatible with his hunchback. The force of this collision was enough to shatter a mountain rock, it was extremely powerful.
Yang Wu and Bastard Jin were originally stuck together. He really did not expect Bastard Jin to be so despicable. He had just begged for mercy and turned his back on him in the blink of an eye. It was hard for him to dodge, and his body was sent flying. He flew for four to five meters before stopping.
"Despicable!" Xu Jiaohua and Fatty Dong involuntarily cursed.
Originally, they had already seen how Yang Wu had defeated Zhou Xuelong and Bastard, and how he had the chance to become the boss of District 2. However, Yang Wu had actually become soft-hearted at the crucial moment, which really disappointed them.
"Haha, you're really a fledgling. How can you be so merciful in the prison? I'll leave you a complete corpse later!" Bastard laughed maniacally and raised his iron staff to chase after Yang Wu. He wanted to completely get rid of Yang Wu.
"Kill him, ugh!" Zhou Xuelong, who had crawled up, cried out. However, this pulled on his wound, causing him to cry in pain.
When Bastard Jin's iron staff was about to hit Yang Wu's body, Yang Wu had already flipped over like a carp. He bounced up from the ground, and a palm condensed with a spiral force slammed towards the iron staff.
Wave Splitting Palm!
The palm force was turbulent and contained a spiral force.
The palm and staff intertwined, and the Celestial Qi collided. The iron staff fell from Zhou Xuelong's hand, and blood spurted out from his palm.
Bastard Jin was scared out of his wits. He quickly retreated without thinking and opened his mouth to admit defeat. Unfortunately, just as he opened his mouth, an iron crowbar had already pierced his mouth like an arrow, directly penetrating his skull. He did not even have time to scream before he died!
Zhou Xuelong and the other prison slaves saw this scene and were all scared out of their wits. This killing method was too fierce. If it were any of them, they would not have been able to block it.
Yang Wu looked at Bastard Jin, who had fallen to the ground and died. There was no pity on his face. He had already given Bastard Jin a chance, but he did not cherish it.
Yang Wu did not look at Bastard Jin again. He looked at Zhou Xuelong. Zhou Xuelong was a vicious person who chose to devour people. He bent his legs and knelt down, saying, "I admit defeat. I admit defeat!"
At that moment, he could not care less about the pain in his mouth. It was more important to protect his own life.
If his strength was comparable to Yang Wu's, even if it was just a little bit weaker, he would still dare to fight to the death. However, the difference between the two of them was too obvious. They were not on the same level at all. How could he fight?
"It's good that you admit defeat. Remember to send your 40,000 red steel stones to me!" Yang Wu said with a chuckle.
"Don't worry. I'll get someone to send it all over by today!" Zhou Xuelong kowtowed and promised.
"Not bad. Stay here and don't cause trouble for me. Otherwise, you won't have a good time." Yang Wu said. He looked in the direction of the new District One. After a moment of hesitation, he decided to return to his own place.
Deep down, he wanted to kill his way to District One. However, after thinking about it, he decided against it. Bastard Jin's collision had injured him quite badly. He needed to recuperate. If he rashly entered District One to challenge them again, they might just swarm him and kill him.
He had the experience of fighting against hundreds of people by himself. However, the new District One's prison slaves were all fiercer. He was not arrogant enough to ignore them.
It was better to do things step by step.
None of the onlooking prison slaves had expected that this one-versus-two show would end so quickly. Moreover, it was a one-sided situation. This made them feel disappointed, but at the same time, they were terrified of that young man. At such a young age, he was already able to casually kill a top-notch warrior. If he continued to grow, wouldn't he be able to look down on human generals?
Unfortunately, no matter how outstanding he was, he was still just a prison slave. Even if he left the mountain prison and entered the death army, he might not have a chance to survive.
Just as Yang Wu was about to leave, a prison slave knelt out and said, "Greetings, Boss Yang Wu."
Only then did the prison slaves realize that Yang Wu had defeated two of their bosses in a row. He had already taken the position of boss. One by one, they knelt down and said in unison, "Greetings, Boss Yang Wu."
The prison guards in the distance heard this, but most of them turned a deaf ear to it. This was what their superiors had told them to do.
Yang Wu did not want to be a boss. He said to the crowd, "I am not your boss, but from today onwards, you can join the Marquis Gang. You will soon know who your new boss is."
Yang Wu was born in a delicate family. Even if he was reduced to a prison slave, he did not want to have too much to do with these prison slaves. It was enough for him to make friends with Shou Hou, Little Man, and Xun Rui.
Yang Wu returned to his own mountain and went to find Xun Rui.
Xun Rui was hugging his gourd and sleeping soundly on the ground. His snores were intermittent. He was sleeping soundly.
Yang Wu did not disturb him. He sat cross-legged outside the stone house and began to heal his injuries.
Xu Jiaoniang, Fatty Dong, and the others supervised the prison slaves as they transported the Red Steel Ores over.
Yang Wu had already collected a hundred thousand kilograms of Red Steel Ores. He could turn in his contributions at any time and leave the mountain prison. He could then join the Barbarian Suppression Army's Death Legion to atone for his crimes.
Many powerful prison slaves hoped that such a day would come. Unfortunately, they did not have a battle prowess as abnormal as Yang Wu's. They could only endure and wait until the day their sentences ended. They would be released without charges.
Not long after Yang Wu started meditating, his injuries were almost healed. Xun Rui had not woken up yet, so Little Hei came back first. There was a rag in its mouth. Yang Wu took it and looked at it, only to find that there were four words written on it: "Everything is fine, Young Master. Don't worry!"
The words were elegant and square. It must have been written by Little Man.
Yang Wu smiled and said to himself, "It's fine as long as they're fine. I'll find a chance to talk to Sister Lan Xin and open the door for them."
"Aiyo, Little Hei, you want to steal my gourd wine again? You're really pissing me off!" Xun Rui's exclamation came from inside the house. Obviously, he had been ambushed by Little Hei again.
However, Little Hei had never succeeded in stealing the gourd wine. Instead, it had bitten Xun Rui's buttocks several times.
"Little Hei, stop messing around." Yang Wu called out from inside.
Little Hei was very obedient to Yang Wu's words. It quickly came out from inside and jumped onto Yang Wu's shoulder skillfully. It looked very obedient and gentle.
Yang Wu bowed to Xun Rui in the stone house and said, "Elder Xun, can you give me some pointers? I'll be eternally grateful!"
Xun Rui had taught him martial arts twice, so he was certain that this wretched old man was hiding his true strength. Perhaps, as his younger brother had said, he was an extremely talented master. He should be courteous to the wise and ask this old man to help him and give him pointers on how to proceed on his next path.
Xun Rui's eyes moved. He straightened his slightly hunched back and said with the look of an expert, "You have a good eye, kid. You know that I'm a hidden expert. Not bad, not bad."
Yang Wu continued to bow and said seriously, "Please give me some pointers, Elder Xun."
Xun Rui asked, "What kind of martial arts do you want me to teach you? Show me. If I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a few pointers."
"I'd like to ask Elder Xun to show me the way forward!" Yang Wu replied.
"Tsk, tsk. Kid, you're really greedy!" Xun Rui clicked his tongue. He paused for a moment and said, "Since you've satisfied three of my requests, why don't you tell me about them?"
Yang Wu looked up at Xun Rui and said, "I'm Yang Wu, son of Count Yang Yang Zhennan. I'm a hereditary viscount. Because I refused to marry into the royal family, I was framed and imprisoned …"
Yang Wu told Xun Rui everything that had happened to him without holding anything back.
Yang Wu had only told Wan Lanxin about these things. Xun Rui was the second.
As Xun Rui listened, a wretched smile that hadn't changed for a thousand years still hung on his aged face. Only his wise and farsighted eyes frequently emitted bright lights, and he seemed to be pondering or guessing. His thoughts were like the ocean.
"That's about it. I'd be eternally grateful if Elder Xun could give me some pointers!" After Yang Wu finished speaking, he bowed to Xun Rui again.
"Kid, you're not much better than when I was imprisoned!" Xun Rui sighed softly and continued, "Now that you've gathered fifty thousand kilograms of Red Steel Stones, you can go to the Death Legion to kill the barbarians. It won't be difficult to clear your name, but if you want to take revenge and revive the Yang family, it'll be even more difficult, unless …"
"Unless what?" Yang Wu asked.
"Unless your martial arts can determine the universe!"
"How can I determine the universe?"
"Shake the barbarians, shake the court, become a noble, and go against the universe!"
… …
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