Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 194 The Three Heroes Slay the Dragon (Part 2)

An Tuozi is the leader of the Iron Boat Hall of the Green Dragon Gang.

Among the three inner halls, the Iron Palm Hall is in charge of punishments, the Divine Sword Hall is in charge of finances, and the Iron Boat Hall is in charge of external conquests and reinforcements for the outer halls, with its members being the most ferocious and skilled in battle.

The fact that An Tuozi could sit in this hall speaks volumes about his exceptional martial arts skills and ruthless nature.

He had been delayed by personal matters during a previous meeting in the hall, but when he heard that someone had come to challenge him, he rushed over without noticing that Kumārajīva was actually there.

He had been nearly killed by Kumārajīva years ago, and the other man's voice and appearance were already etched in his mind. Upon hearing this now, he trembled and his fierce temper vanished.

He turned his head quickly and saw Kumārajīva with his sleeves fluttering and his hands wielding flaming blades, killing the Four Tyrants of Jinling so that they could not get close. Not far away, Ba Shan Dao Li Xianying was lying struggling and unable to get up.

He was instantly terrified, and screamed in a hoarse voice, "Kumārajīva, what deep-seated hatred do I have for you that you would chase me all the way to Jiangnan?"

He thought that Kumārajīva had come for him, and he had no will to fight left. He turned and fled.

Kumārajīva may seem like a smiling man with profound Buddhist teachings, but he is actually quite narrow-minded. Ten years ago, he was so angry that he didn't eat for three days after being escaped by An Tuozi using water magic. Now that they have unexpectedly met again, how could he possibly let him go?

He then wildly swung his arms, unleashing four attacks from each of the four cardinal directions, forcing the Four Tyrants of Jinling to be preoccupied with their own survival. Using his supernatural speed, he vanished in a flash, grinning as he charged toward An Tuozi.

An Tuozi was terrified. He let out a strange cry and hurled the iron boat at them, but not at Kumārajīva, but at his own men.

The iron boat was incredibly heavy, instantly knocking over a group of gang members. An Tuozi leaped into the air and sped away on the boat.

The three iron ridges on the bottom of the boat were incredibly sharp. The gang members screamed in agony as the iron boat crushed and cut them, their intestines ripped out and their flesh turned to mush.

Lubricated by grease and blood plasma, the iron boat moved at lightning speed and crashed through the wall with a bang.

Amidst his busy schedule, Jiang Mingzhe glanced over and saw An Tuozi leaning forward, his hands gripping the gunwale, one foot inside the boat and the other outside, constantly pushing off the ground, just like riding a skateboard, heading towards the Yangtze River not far away.

This "land-based boat-traveling" technique was a skill that An Tuozi had recently mastered over the past decade. Kumārajīva was caught off guard and, in a fit of rage, also rushed out through the gap in the wall.

The Four Tyrants of Jinling were stunned for a moment, and were about to give chase when they heard Situ Hai roar, "Ignore that hunchback, go kill Murong Fu!"

Murong Fu was greatly alarmed and cursed the Tibetan monk for misleading him! He brandished his sword even more rapidly, wanting to kill one or two people first before he could defend himself.

However, the four swordsmen of Runzhou were already exceptional in their swordsmanship, and as blood brothers, they had an unparalleled understanding with each other. When they unleashed the "Four Absolute Immortal Slaying Sword Formation," even Murong Fu, with his abilities, could not gain the slightest advantage.

At this point, let alone the Four Hegemons of Jinling, if any one of them joined the fray, Murong Fu would likely be no match for them.

Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian were in a great hurry. They could no longer protect Duan Yu and the others, and they both jumped out.

Gongye Qian met Zhou Donghai's Overlord Palm with palm to palm, while Deng Baichuan drew his sword and single-handedly blocked Dong Ningyu's Overlord Sword and Hu Longhua's Overlord Spear.

The remaining Bajiang Fist master, Jia Damao, headed straight for Murong Fu.

Abi cried out in alarm, "Don't hurt my young master!"

He lunged forward, striking with his palm. Zhong Ling, true to her loyalty, rolled up her sleeves and followed closely behind, shouting, "Fatty, come at me!"

Jia Damao, over forty years old, was proficient in dozens of martial arts styles and possessed formidable internal strength. Upon seeing a young girl blocking his way, he shouted, "Get out of my way!" As he spoke, he threw a punch. Although Abi had some martial arts skills, they were not very high. Once the punch came out, she felt there was no way to avoid it, so she could only clasp her hands together and desperately gather her internal strength to meet it.

As their fists and palms collided, Abi's slender figure was suddenly sent flying backward. Zhong Ling instinctively reached out to catch her, but unexpectedly, she was so heavy that she was also pulled to the ground.

Abi's head swung backward, hitting Zhong Ling's upturned nose squarely. Instantly, she saw stars, and tears and blood gushed out. Terrified, she cried out, "Fatty, save me!"

Abi was so shocked by the internal force that her mouth and nose bled. Fortunately, the man, confident in his status, saw that she was just a little girl and reduced his strength by 50% at the last minute, so she was only injured and not killed.

Seeing that the two women's faces were covered in blood, Wang Yuyan was so frightened that she could barely stand. She dared not go to help them and hurriedly pushed Duan Yu with both hands, saying, "Are you not a man? Go and save them!"

In fact, Duan Yu went crazy as soon as he saw Abi injured. He used his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to rush out, but he was pushed hard from behind. Caught off guard, he stepped in the wrong direction with his first step.

The Lingbo Weibu is not an ordinary light-body skill. Every step is related to the circulation of internal energy. When he took this step, his internal energy was immediately disrupted. Duan Yu hurriedly tried to adjust, but there was no time to do so. He stumbled and fell straight into Jia Damao's arms.

As Jia Damao was rushing towards Murong Fu, Duan Yu suddenly appeared from the side and, without thinking, threw a punch.

Wang Yuyan said urgently, "The Fang family's Gengshan Fist technique from Yuzhou! Dodge to the left and attack his lower body!"

Before he could finish speaking, the punch landed heavily on Duan Yu's lower abdomen, causing Duan Yu's eyes to bulge out and his feet to leave the ground.

Seeing that he was useless, Jia Damao changed his mind. Instead of throwing a punch, he grabbed Duan Yu by the neck and was about to use him to smash Murong Fu.

Duan Yu's breath caught in his throat, and he instinctively grabbed Jia Damao's wrist. Just as Jia Damao was about to throw him away, he suddenly felt his internal energy gushing out and exclaimed in surprise, "Dissolving Power Technique!"

Duan Yu quickly retorted, "Nonsense, this is the Six Yang Melting Snow Skill!"

Only when he spoke did he realize that the other person had loosened their grip, and that he had been holding onto the other person who was frantically absorbing his internal energy. He quickly accelerated his internal energy circulation.

As he exerted his inner strength, Jia Damao's internal energy dissipated even more rapidly. In a panic, he struggled desperately, when suddenly, with a loud slap, he received a heavy blow to the cheek. Startled, he turned his head and saw Zhong Ling with blood streaming from her nostrils. She picked up the silver leather whip that Jiang Mingzhe had previously discarded and glared at him angrily, saying, "Now you'll know how powerful I am!"

When Jia Damao tried to struggle again, he felt powerless. Zhong Ling whipped him wildly, but he couldn't muster the strength to stop her. He laughed bitterly, "I've ruled for half my life, but I never expected to die like this!"

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu hurriedly said, "Who said you're going to die? I'll stop when you're too tired to fight us anymore."

Jia Damao's eyes lit up, but he said with a bitter face, "But I have countless enemies. If I lose my power, I will surely die. So, if you, young master, cripple my power, you are killing me."

Seeing that Duan Yu seemed honest and spoke in a dull manner, he deliberately tricked him into letting him go.

However, Duan Yu was honest, not really stupid. He immediately shook his head and argued, "No, no. The fact that you have many enemies only proves that you are usually domineering. You should know that ordinary days are ordinary days, and today is today. At worst, you can retire from this life after this battle. If your enemies come for revenge, you can reason with them."

Upon hearing this, Jia Damao was furious and about to curse when he realized that his internal energy was almost completely depleted. Overwhelmed by anger and fear, he fainted on the spot. Duan Yu still refused to let go, continuing to drain him until he was completely drained. Even with all his might, he couldn't squeeze out a single trace of internal energy. Only then did Duan Yu carefully release his grip and rush to Abi, asking, "Are you alright?"

Abi, now supported by Wang Yuyan, said weakly, "Don't worry about me, go help the young master!"

Duan Yu looked up and saw that the situation in the arena had changed again.

(End of this chapter)