Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 444 Vanguard Li Yingqi

As a result, this great-grandson blurted out a whole passage.

"He said that a mere octopus dares to call itself a king. If it dares to oppose me, the King of Benbo, I will definitely make a sauce, peel off its shell, pull out its gills, break its teeth, gouge out its heart, gnaw on its meat, and eat its roe! Even if it is not plump enough, it doesn't matter, I can raise it some more."

The Eight-Legged King is not
The verbal shock was unprecedented. This...this...this.
His mind was scattered, his magical power was running rampant, and his whole body was flushed with blood—he was completely stunned by anger.

Wow! ...
After realizing what had happened, he was furious and his anger soared to a great height.

He jumped up and down in a rage, shouting, "Who dares to insult me ​​like that! Go and catch it, tear it to pieces, to avenge this!"

They immediately mustered their troops, donned their armor, and grabbed two water-splitting spears to charge onto the water's surface.

A whirlpool, four or five zhang high, rose in the lake beside Lotus Island, and the demon soldiers emerged from it, their killing intent palpable.

The final, colossal figure shattered the water and appeared in the moonlight.

This demon king was incredibly ferocious: his eyes were like flickering beans or kerosene lamps, his head like a conjoined frying pan. His entire body was covered in blue armor, and he had six arms and legs growing from his back. His black fur concealed malevolent energy, and his small eyes shone with golden light. His flat teeth resembled jade tablets, and he held a fork that seemed to divide water.

The fierce little eyes scanned the area, but instead of seeing any black-faced, armored, short yaksha, they spotted a little child in golden armor carrying a long sword.

"Um?!!"

"Little brat, where's that shameless little devil?!"

Facing the towering demon, the little child seemed to be sizing something up, then nodded in satisfaction.

He pointed forward, mimicking his master and senior apprentice.

"Bah!"

“You blind scoundrel, I am Li Yingqi, the vanguard officer of the Taihu Navy.”

"I have come here on the orders of Master Qing to subdue you. Quickly remove your attire and enter the iron pot, lest all the demons in the lake be exterminated; if you utter even half a word of 'no,' I will turn you into dust in an instant!"

This opening speech was crisp, concise, and deeply moving, making the Eight-Legged King yell in anger.

What do you mean by "walking into an iron pot"? Do you dare to steam someone else's food? You really are in cahoots with that dark-faced dwarf.

How dare a mere, uncultivated human cultivator insult me ​​like this? You're courting death!
He picked up his weapon and charged forward without regard for the law of bullying the weak. With a swing of his twin forks, he unleashed a giant wave, imbued with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

What it didn't know was that there were many spectators watching this battle.

Xiaoqing led her army to sit in the reeds, the Taoist priest set up an altar on the shore, Yan Chixia stood in the distance with his sword, Xu Xuan pretended to be a panicked villager, and the real boss, Bai Suzhen, was hidden in the clouds.

The first battle at Taihu Lake was of extraordinary significance, and everyone came spontaneously to lend their support.

The last person to be presented with such a grand occasion was Mahakasyapa, to whom even the Buddha himself had to share half his seat. This mere transformed demon, the eight-clawed crab, is truly fortunate.

The vanguard commander shouldn't have made his appearance in this way, given the vast difference between those who have entered the Dao and those who haven't.

Unless a demon like Xu Xuan, who is skilled at manipulating external forces, can overthrow the higher realms, ordinary cultivators are all within the framework.

However, the vanguard officers are meant to be tempered through battle, and the little killing star is no ordinary person. It's not unreasonable to use some means to close the gap before fighting again.

"Monster, behold your divine power!"

With a whoosh, the water droplet hit the spot in front of it.

The lightning flashed and disappeared in an instant, its dazzling brilliance covering several feet of space.

No one knows exactly how much Gui Water to draw lightning for Xiaoqing, just as no one knows how many plans Xu Xuan made.

The ferocious crab spirit let out a miserable cry and flew back, skipping dozens of times on the water's surface before crashing into the rocks of Lotus Island, even releasing a faint, sweet fragrance.

Li Yingqi, the vanguard officer, was no fool, and Master Qing had inherited Master Xu's true teachings, making him particularly skilled in tactics.

It's a piece of cake to handle a country monster.

The Eight-Legged King was in a very bad mood at the moment. Fortunately, when he transformed, he had refined his hard shell into a close-fitting armor. If it were a brittle one, it would already be in an iron pot.

Even so, it was severely injured, with only three of its eight legs remaining. Before it could recover, Li Yingqi had already charged in with his sword, wielding the Qixi Sword, a divine weapon belonging to Ding Yin.

The Heavenly Strike Thunder Flame Twin Swords are not compatible with his destiny, and the same applies to the Embracing Light, Carrying Shadow, and Refining the Clouds Three Swords. Therefore, although Baoan Hall has many divine weapons, it can only use a few.

We can only use the South China Sea Sect's signature weapon to hold out for now.

With divine weapons in hand, and the Yue Maiden Sword Technique brimming with murderous intent, they shone brightly on Yangcheng Lake.

The land of Wu and Yue is the birthplace of this sword technique, and the divine sword bestowed by heaven truly possesses some of the charm described in the "Spring and Autumn Annals of Wu and Yue".

The two sides then engaged in a fierce battle over Lotus Island.

This iron fork is heavy and fierce, that frosty blade is tightly pressed. They strike face to face, aim for head, locked in a bitter and relentless stalemate. They parry left and right, employing their martial arts, blocking and countering with ingenious strategies. Just as the battle reached its climax, they didn't realize the moon had risen high in the sky.

After a fierce battle lasting an hour, the crab demon was reduced to only two large claws, and Li Yingqi was bleeding from his mouth and nose.

One side's eyes were bloodshot with hatred, while the other's eyes shone brighter, with the three flowers of essence, energy, and spirit beginning to take shape.

Lu Pan once said that A Qing had mastered the Heavenly Sword Technique to the pinnacle of human skill, and her skill had entered the Dao. The difficulty of her attaining the Dao far exceeded that of the flying sword technique of Mount Shu. She could overcome the tribulations of fate and could be called a sword god.

This illustrates that, regardless of power, the two sword styles differ significantly in terms of the difficulty of their techniques.

Logically, Li Yingqi should have practiced the flying sword technique of Mount Shu, but unfortunately, he first encountered the most boastful second hall master and deputy hall master of Baoan Hall, and from then on, he was out of luck with the flying sword technique and embarked on the path of entering the Dao through the sword.

Unfortunately, Master Qing is a demon in human form and Master Xu is a white lotus cultivator, so in terms of swordsmanship, they are only slightly better than trash.

Therefore, the path of spiritual practice can only be understood through one's own enlightenment, which truly adds to the hardships.

Fortunately, the little killer was obsessed with this, using battle as training, and forcibly paved his way forward.

This battle was very rewarding.

Amidst the crab spirit's despairing gaze, Li Yingqi swallowed another pill and was fully revived.

"Eight-Legged King, it is your honor to die by my sword."

The sword of heaven and man pierced across Yangcheng Lake in the blink of an eye, and the thoughts of good and evil, existence and non-existence, the lake scenery, the moonlight and starlight, all turned into the meaning of death and end.

The steel fork broke, the magical treasure lost its luster, its supernatural power dissipated, and the unstoppable sword energy pierced through the crab spirit who had failed in his mission.

The gaps between the armor plates were opened, sword energy poured into the body, the flesh disintegrated, the vital energy vanished, and the soul was cut dozens of times in an instant.

"My dream...no!!!"

dead!
The moment Li Yingqi sheathed his sword, the many powerful figures who had been secretly observing breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist priest put away the altar, Yan Chixia loosened his grip on the sword, and Xu Xuan went to the clouds to chat with Lady White.

Xiaoqing was a little disappointed that her disciple hadn't given her a chance to show off. Oh well, business is more important.

The blue banner rose from the reeds.

"Fuck me!"

Seeing that they had the upper hand, the Taihu demon soldiers charged forward with great fanfare, bypassing Li Yingqi and engaging the defeated crab demons in battle.

In less than an hour, they pacified Yangcheng Lake, breached the mansion in the water, and seized all the spoils of war.

Next, Yu Bai began to tally the battle losses and captured resources, while Gui Da comforted and dealt with the defeated monsters.

At that moment, a dim spiritual light flew out of the Bawang Temple and landed in Xiaoqing's hand.

This symbolizes the return of this body of water to the jurisdiction of Taihu Lake.

The first battle was won.

(End of this chapter)