The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 68 Zhou Wenjie, a Hero of His Generation
Click!

Hong Yuan casually snapped the neck of this fool, and with a twitch of his ears, he could hear a rumbling sound in the stairwell below, shaking the glazed tiles incessantly.

A series of hurried footsteps sounded as a large group of people surged up from downstairs.

He was too lazy to roll over and land again, so he simply turned the deadly throat-locking gun in his hand and fell down like a streak of lightning.

The glazed tiles beneath his feet suddenly burst open, flipping and rolling in all directions, revealing a gap large enough for people to pass through.

With a swift movement, Hong Yuan and his spear merged, and he swooped down.

Only then did the people who had been watching from the Dingsheng Building, along the long street, and in the various taverns and teahouses, whether ordinary merchants or martial arts practitioners, finally come to their senses and burst into extremely shocked exclamations.

"Dead! All dead!"

"Poisonous Lady, Ghost Scholar, Tie Ao, leader of the Gray Scale Gang, the Helian brothers... These people were all formidable figures in the martial arts world, with superb martial arts skills, yet they died just like that?"

"That Chen Jiulang is already the number one expert among the young and middle-aged members of the Cao Gang. Many martial arts masters who have seen his skills have praised his outstanding talent. He will surely be able to master the subtlety of strength before the age of thirty and become a martial arts master. Yet he couldn't even withstand Hong Yuan's spear?"

A cacophony of excited chatter erupted like a tidal wave. Many martial artists who had witnessed the battle were horrified and their faces were filled with disbelief.

"So many experts besieged one person, and he was defeated in such a short time..." A martial artist was so shocked that he trembled all over and couldn't even hold onto his weapon, which clattered to the ground.

But no one mocked him.

"Unrivaled, a single, breathtaking spear strike! I initially thought it was an exaggeration, but seeing it today, I realize that the sheer awe-inspiring power of this spear strike is beyond words."

An elderly man with graying temples stood up, his face trembling, and he sighed deeply.

Some people recognized that this old man was once a renowned master, who had retired from the martial arts world due to old age and declining health, but they never expected him to appear in Yanquan County.

"This person's martial arts skills and combat strength are truly beyond comprehension."

"Everyone guessed wrong. This person is not only born with superhuman strength and has an extraordinary physique, but he is also probably close to reaching the pinnacle in the art of force transformation..."

“Right now, there are probably a thousand or eight hundred martial artists gathered in the city, with countless experts. Hong Yuan knows this, yet he still dares to enter alone, truly treating us as nothing. If we swarm him, I don’t believe his strength is inexhaustible; we can surely wear him down…”

"Who will go first? We would like you to set an example and be the first to risk your life..."

The Jinshifang market was bustling with noise.

Hong Yuan had already broken into Dingsheng Building, carrying the weight of the deadly throat-locking gun, his feet landing on the floor with a dull thud.

This also made Zhou Wenjie's heart skip a beat in the hall.

The battle began suddenly and ended even faster; Zhou Wenjie didn't even have time to retreat.

Moreover, he also heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming from downstairs, clearly the sound of his anti-smuggling squad and salt workers rushing to his aid.

Even if we retreat now, we will be blocked.

Zhou Wenjie had no idea what the battle was like on the rooftop. Seeing Hong Yuan fall down, he even guessed that the other party had been forced to come down.

"Protect the master!" The elite guards surrounding Zhou Wenjie roared, brandishing their steel swords and spears as they charged forward.

Then Zhou Wenjie saw silver light spread out, dazzling and extremely brilliant, like a bolt of lightning striking down, and a dense electric grid unfolded in an instant.

Bang bang bang!
His elite troops, who had charged out from the fray, seemed to be struck by lightning, flying backward and crashing into the walls on all sides in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the loud crashing sounds, a figure suddenly approached and stood before him, a voice ringing in his ears: "Judge Zhou Wenjie, I've long admired your name."

Zhou Wenjie was startled and stumbled backward. He opened his eyes and looked around, only to see his dozen or twenty elite guards lying haphazardly on the ground, their fates unknown.

Hong Yuan ignored his shock and continued, "Ever since I heard of your great name, I've wanted to see for myself what kind of outstanding person you are, to have such a broad mind..."

He glanced at Zhou Wenjie and smiled, "Now that I see you, you are indeed dashing and extraordinary."

Although the other party's words were complimentary, Zhou Wenjie could hear the sarcasm in them. He suppressed his astonishment and forced a smile: "I am just struggling in the mud of this mundane world, barely earning a bowl of food. You are truly a celestial being, and your brilliance is beyond my reach."

"Are you afraid of me?"

“This…” Zhou Wenjie chuckled dryly, already sensing that something was wrong. There was no movement on the roof, and the reinforcements he had expected, Chen Jiulang and the others, had not appeared.

A shocking guess surfaced in Zhou Wenjie's mind, causing him great turmoil.

His heart was in turmoil, but he maintained a smile on his face, even with a hint of flattery: "Your demeanor is like that of a god, how can we mortals not be afraid?"

Hong Yuan shook his head: "You don't need to be afraid of me. I won't take your life. On the contrary, I need you to do something for me..."

"Whatever your command, I will do my best," Zhou Wenjie said with a sigh of relief.

Just then, shouts rang out from the stairwell: "Is the master alright?"

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps shaking the attic, a large number of people surged up.

Zhou Wenjie glanced cautiously at Hong Yuan, only to see that the other party remained motionless, simply watching casually as his elite anti-smuggling officers and numerous salt workers poured into the stairwell.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people climbed up.

The group rushed upstairs the moment Poisonous Lady fell from the building and the battle broke out. They missed the fight between Hong Yuan and Chen Jiulang and the others. At this moment, they all drew their weapons and shouted, "You scoundrels, don't you dare hurt the lord!"

As they spoke, they surged forth.

Benedict!
With a soft thud, the tip of the deadly throat-locking spear touched the ground. Hong Yuan dragged the spear backward and took three steps towards the oncoming crowd. Suddenly, a gust of wind tore through the air, and he darted out rapidly, crashing into the crowd fiercely.

As the dragging spear slammed against the floor, everyone in his way was sent flying, instantly clearing a path.

Hong Yuan swept through the crowd, followed by a creaking sound of something breaking. After a moment of stillness, large chunks of wooden planks on the ground rolled up and shattered wherever his silver spear had dragged through!
In an instant, a huge hole appeared, swallowing the remaining salt workers and anti-smuggling soldiers, who then fell into the building below.

At the same time, the long staircase also shattered into pieces with a crash, and more than a dozen strong men who were still climbing fell into a heap, crying out in pain.

Hong Yuan moved like the wind and was already beside Zhou Wenjie. Seeing the other man staring at the scene with his mouth agape and his expression blank, he chuckled and said, "Judge Zhou, I hurt your man, you won't blame me, will you?"

(End of this chapter)