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Chapter 323 Change Your Name in the Next Life

The so-called "Three Evils" were fierce generals under Zhu Datianwang, the chief boss of the Yangtze River Black Waterway.

There is a saying that goes, "Three heroes, four staffs, five swords, six palms, and two divine lords." Among them, the "three heroes" are these "three evils."

They originally called themselves the "Three Heroes of the Yangtze River," but in the hearts of martial arts practitioners, these three were utterly wicked and heinous, so they were often referred to as the "Three Evils."

Over time, they themselves got used to calling them the "Three Evils".

The most evil villain, "Double-Swordsman" Fu Yongxiang, had the highest martial arts skills; the second most evil villain, "Purple Gold Axe" Xue Jinying, had the next highest skills; and the third most evil villain, "Gun That Kills" Zhan Qili, had the weakest skills.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with them referring to themselves this way, because in martial arts novels, the number "three" is often used as the base number for villains.

What are these three owls, three lecherous insects, three beautiful women, three evil monks, and three peerless swords?

It is precisely because it is so prevalent that it is not wrong for them to call themselves the "three evils".

but.

What they didn't expect was that such an ordinary name would actually run into Ren Shaoyang and his "Three Fiends"!

Hongxiu's face darkened, and she said coldly, "We call ourselves 'The Three Fiends,' but they insist on calling themselves 'The Three Evils.' What are they trying to do? Isn't this just provoking us?"

Ren Shaoyang, hearing the sounds of fighting from the distant passenger ship, turned pale and sneered, "They've broken a taboo!"

Before he finished speaking, Ren Shaoyang vanished from his spot in a flash. His white fur coat fluttered like drifting catkins as he touched the surface of the river two or three times before suddenly flying to the top of the passenger ship.

Inside the passenger ship, Xiao Qiushui sneered, "You three villains have always acted in unison, but where is Boss Fu now?"

Just then, a whistle sounded from the sky.

Xue Jinying sneered, "He's here! You're all dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ship suddenly began to move violently!
In a short while, the ship's movement became ten times more violent!
However, the eight large ropes that were used to moor the pleasure boat outside the ship had all been cut off.

At this time, the spring waters are turbulent and the river is surging. The current is so rapid that it is unimaginable. If the anchor breaks and someone pushes it, it will be swept into the torrent and rush away!

In that short time, the boat had already moved several feet away from the shore!
Xiao Qiushui, Zuoqiu Chaoran, Tang Rou, and Deng Yuhan looked at each other and were about to escape from the cabin immediately.

But the next moment, they suddenly felt the ship beneath their feet become stable, just like on land. Just as they were wondering about this, they looked up and everything went blurry.

A figure in white appeared, standing leisurely behind "Purple Gold Axe" Xue Jinying and "Shot Kills All" Zhan Qili.

The four were so startled they almost cried out. Upon closer inspection, they saw that the white figure was a handsome young man dressed in a white fur coat, with flowing black hair that cascaded down his back.

Xiao Qiushui was stunned, feeling that this person's charisma was unprecedented in his life.

Tang Rou, who was standing next to him, changed her expression drastically and quickly grabbed his arm.

Xue Jinying exclaimed, "Damn it, why isn't the boat moving?"

Zhan Qili also asked in confusion, "Boss clearly cut the rope!"

Just then, a cold laugh rang out: "You call yourselves the 'Three Evils'?"

"what!"

Xue Jinying and Zhan Qili were shocked and quickly turned around.

One swung his double axes, while the other thrust out with his spear!

Just then, the voice chuckled again, "Change your name in your next life."

A piece of white jade suddenly slanted out, forming a circle and a horizontal line, instantly entangled the two axes and the spear together, making them impossible to separate.

At that moment, the finger strikes like a battering ram.

Xue Jinying and Zhan Qili were seasoned warriors, skilled in combat, but they had never seen such a battle. With a "poof," a large hole was pierced in each of their chests, and blood and bone fragments sprayed out. They cried out and fell into the turbulent river.

Merchants and passengers around were shocked and cried out in alarm.

Ren Shaoyang stood there, hands in his sleeves, as if he had just crushed two ants rather than killed two masters.

When Xiao Qiushui and the other three met his gaze, their hearts pounded. Xiao Qiushui swallowed hard, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, young master. Your martial arts are truly superb. I am Xiao Qiushui. May I ask your esteemed name?"

Ren Shaoyang spoke softly and smiled, "My name is Ren Shaoyang." He turned his head and noticed that the oars on both sides of the painted boat had all stopped.

The currents were swift and rapid all around, and huge rocks lay across the river, creating dangerous shoals. Although he had used his supreme divine power to stabilize the boat, it was still in a perilous situation.

If things go wrong, the pleasure boat will crash into the treacherous shoals and boulders, and all the people on board will perish.

Ren Shaoyang turned his head to look at Xiao Qiushui and said with a chuckle, "This place is not safe."

When Xiao Qiushui and the others looked down, they were immediately shocked and began to shout in surprise.

Ahead lay jagged rocks like iron, chaotic reefs, and surging rapids, making it impossible to stop the boat.

Amidst gasps of alarm, a white wave several meters high surged up, twisting and turning before a whirlpool appeared ahead, engulfing the ship and sending it crashing into the boulder.

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang lightly touched the ground with his toes, and the entire painted boat sank sharply downwards. With another stomp of his toes, water splashed up and sprayed backwards with a "splash".

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang was seen walking gracefully toward the bow of the ship.

Xiao Qiushui's heart skipped a beat, wondering what he was going to do.

Just then, the river roared and the wind howled, and the painted boat broke free from the whirlpool, shooting towards the shore like a sharp arrow.

As the wind and waves surged, the east began to lighten, and a red sun peeked shyly out, its golden rays illuminating the river's surface with dazzling light.

The entire pleasure boat was also coated with a touch of gold and red, like a red-hot branding iron, cutting through the waves and rushing out diagonally!
Just then, a huge wave crashed in, violently shaking the ship. The people on board were thrown about, screaming all around.

But Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly, and stomped his foot again. Splash! The waves under the boat shattered, the sound like thunder and lightning.

Xiao Qiushui's spirits lifted, and he shouted, "Young Master, we're almost at shore!" Although he shouted loudly, the sound of the rushing water was so faint and weak that it only reached his ears. Ren Shaoyang, with his exceptional hearing, could still hear him clearly even amidst the noise. He smiled and pointed to the shore, saying, "Xiao Qiushui, isn't that scoundrel wielding two swords Fu Yongxiang, the leader of the 'Three Evils' and 'Double-Swordsman'?"

Xiao Qiushui was taken aback and quickly looked over.

On the shore, a man holding two swords appeared, seemingly stunned by the unexpected counterattack by the pleasure boat.

Xiao Qiushui said, "Yes, right?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Alright, then let's run him over."

"Killed in a crash?"

Xiao Qiushui and the other three were stunned, not understanding the meaning of Ren Shaoyang's words. Kill him by crashing? What would they use to do that?

Surely they're not going to take the boat?
Just then, the ship tilted suddenly, and a row of huge waves crashed down on it.

Ren Shaoyang slightly shifted his body, and an invisible force swept out, whoosh! The wave crest cut a gap in the middle and rushed past the sides of the ship like galloping horses.

Seeing that he had forced the giant waves aside, Ren Shaoyang stomped his foot again, and the boat sprang up with a whoosh. In an instant, it was like a boat sailing in the sky, carrying snow-white waves, and rushed straight towards the shore!
Fu Yongxiang, the "Double-Knife Swordsman" on the shore, suddenly felt a darkness above him. He looked up and was immediately terrified, his face turning pale as he screamed, "Ahhh!"

With a deafening roar, the ship crashed onto the shore, sending dust and sand flying everywhere.

At that moment, with a muffled "splat," the eldest of the "Three Evils" was crushed into a bloody pulp at the bottom of the boat!
The people on the pleasure boat were in a state of chaos, partly because they saw many dead bodies and partly because they had finally "landed," so they all jumped off the boat to escape.

The people on the shore were speechless for a while before they cheered and applauded.

Because of the incident, more and more people had gathered on the shore, probably numbering in the thousands. Their hearts were in their throats as the pleasure boat encountered the whirlpool, but now that they saw him save the boat despite the many dangers he had faced, they were overjoyed.

A lone fisherman in the distance stared wide-eyed, as if he were seeing a deity, unable to contain his excitement.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qiushui and the others had disembarked. Looking at the carcass at the bottom of the boat, they remained silent, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit.

Tap tap tap tap~
Ren Shaoyang stepped off the painted boat with an air of nonchalance.

Zuoqiu Chaoran couldn't help but give a thumbs up and blurted out, "What divine power! What skill!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "You can too."

Zuoqiu Chaoran had been taught by Xiang Shiru, the "Number One Hand at Grappling," and Lei Feng, the "King of Eagle Claws," since childhood. His wrist strength was probably unmatched by many. However, seeing Ren Shaoyang effortlessly save a boatload of people, he admitted that he was no match for Ren Shaoyang's superhuman strength.

Xiao Qiushui, Zuoqiu Chaoran, Tang Rou, and Deng Yuhan exchanged glances, then simultaneously clasped their hands in a fist salute and exclaimed, "Thank you so much, Sword God Ren, for saving our lives!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "My reputation has spread all the way to Jiangnan?"

Xiao Qiushui said, "Ren Jianshen's sword slaying Wanyan Jue and single-handedly blocking twelve gold medals to protect General Yue's Northern Expedition is an earth-shattering event that has long been known throughout the martial arts world!"

Tang Rou sighed, "Ren Jian's martial arts are unparalleled, and his demeanor is dazzling. I never expected to meet him here. We are truly lucky!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Deng Yuhan and Zuoqiu Chaoran nodded repeatedly.

Ren Shaoyang smiled, then turned to look at them and said, "Let me take care of one more person."

Xiao Qiushui was taken aback. Zuoqiu Chaoran said, "Ren Jianshen, and Zhu Datianwang's men?"

“It’s the Power Gang.” Ren Shaoyang turned and walked away without looking back.

"The Power Gang?!" the four exclaimed in unison.

It's no wonder they exclaimed in surprise. These young men were all from prominent families, and the first thing they were told when they went out to play was—absolutely, absolutely, must not provoke the "Power Gang"!
Xiao Qiushui had asked countless times, to many people: "What exactly is the Power Gang?"

The Power Gang is a bunch of scoundrels.

The gang leader, "King of the World" Li Chenzhou, is the best martial artist in the world.

His wife, Zhao Shirong, and his strategist, Liu Suifeng, were not only exceptionally skilled in martial arts but also incredibly resourceful and decisive. At least until now, no one has been known to be able to defeat them.

Similarly, they had nineteen masters who were renowned and feared throughout the martial arts world—"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Nineteen Demons."

These nineteen demons not only possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, but their followers were also widespread throughout the land, including many renowned masters. Furthermore, it is said that there are eight other terrifying figures among them.

They were ruthless, wiping out entire families, which was utterly heinous.

Therefore, money, status, and supporters—these three things are the foundation upon which the Power Gang operates, making them the cornerstone of their dominance and unchallenged presence.

This is the hegemony of the Power Clique!

But what did Xiao Qiushui and the others just hear?
Is Ren Jianshen going to cause trouble for the Power Gang?

Such a momentous event was not something Xiao Qiushui and her companions would let slip by, and they paid no heed to the red-clad girl and the black-robed youth who were approaching.

He simply turned his gaze to the white-robed figure from behind.

Ren Shaoyang walked slowly to a large rock in the distance and chuckled, "Quite a shipment, huh?"

The old fisherman suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming. His fishing rod was already taut. Upon closer inspection, the rod was made of cast iron. Although it was bent, the old man remained perfectly still.

"good."

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "Stop pretending. The mark of your nineteen demons has been revealed."

The old man was startled. He looked down and saw that under the iron raincoat, the corner of the robe was peeking out, with a hideous skull pattern embroidered on it, faintly visible.

The old fisherman shook his head and laughed, "I'm really not cut out for escaping." He turned to look at Ren Shaoyang and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Fu Tianyi, the 'Iron-Fisted Demon King' of the Power Gang, greets Ren Jianshen!"

(End of this chapter)