The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 72 Battle of Shuanglong Gorge (Part 1)

'Two powerful forces clash atop Shuanglong Gorge!'

Since the Lan Yue Garden incident, and the Guo family, Hua family, Cao Bang and other major forces joined forces to issue a reward of 100,000 taels of silver, the name Hong Yuan has resounded like thunder throughout Linjiang Prefecture.

Most people believed that Hong Yuan's head would soon be taken.

A small number of people also believe that the other party will flee in panic and go far away.

No one expected that Hong Yuan would not only not escape, but instead faced the many martial artists who were chasing him, and went against the tide, killing one formidable enemy after another.

He won battle after battle, crushing all before him, and many renowned masters perished at his hands.

Upstairs at Dingsheng Tower, using the corpse of Chen Jiulang, the number one young and strong member of the Cao Gang, as a challenge, he invited Lei Meng, the number one master of the Cao Gang and a grandmaster who had been famous for many years, to fight.

The news spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the country.

Even outside Linjiang Prefecture, those with good connections rushed over day and night at breakneck speed.

Three days flew by.

Before they knew it, the decisive battle was about to begin.

The rapids surge within Shuanglong Gorge, with waves crashing against the shore and a tremendous roar that sounds like rolling thunder piercing the sky.

Before noon, the banks of the canyon were already packed with people, centered around the huge stockade where the Canal Gang headquarters was located.

A quick glance revealed a dense crowd on both sides, stretching out like long dragons, with no telling how many hundreds or thousands of people had arrived.

There were people from all walks of life, martial arts practitioners from both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds, as well as scions of wealthy families, but the majority of those who came were ordinary people who had heard the news and came to watch the spectacle.

These people all had fanatical faces and excited expressions. They had obviously heard a lot of stories about wandering knights and rushed over on a whim, without considering whether they would be accidentally hurt. They just wanted to get their money's worth.

Amidst the clamor and uproar, someone suddenly began to chant loudly: "Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles, do the deed and leave, conceal your identity and name!"

As Hong Yuan's fame spread, many of his deeds were unearthed by influential figures from all sides.

For example, the author of this poem has been speculated to be Hong Yuan.

This poem first appeared at the dock in Yangquan County, after a black-clad swordsman killed Yan San at the dock and sang it aloud.

From then on, it spread throughout the north and south of the country, and was regarded as a guiding principle by many wandering knights, who vied to recite it.

Yan Laosan's death was worthwhile!

Many heroes and talented individuals struggle their entire lives but struggle to gain much fame, yet this gangster boss manages to leave his name in poetry—it's as if his ancestral graves have caught fire!

At that time, the time and place in Yangquan County matched, and the motive and ability to kill Yan San were obvious.

Most importantly, the vast majority of people in the martial arts world are uneducated and rough, while Hong Yuan was once a promising student at Qingxu Academy.

One person loudly recited a poem, instantly engaging the entire audience. In a flash, dozens or even hundreds of mouths on both sides of the canyon were reciting the poem together.

Shouts rose and fell, varying in volume, creating a chaotic cacophony that seemed to echo as hundreds or even thousands of monkeys roared in unison.

The sight terrified the real apes in the forest on both sides of the river, who squeaked and scrambled away.

Amidst the crowd, Yue Feng stood protecting Chen Huanshan on a rock, gazing into the distance. He heard the booming sound of poetry recitation and bowed to Chen Huanshan, saying, "Mr. Chen's student is not only unfathomably skilled in martial arts but also possesses astonishing literary talent. I, Yue, am truly impressed."

Chen Huanshan glared at him, feeling both shocked and embarrassed.

The identity of 'Flying Yaksha' has long been exposed.

He never expected to be tricked by his former student and even begged for mercy on his knees. If it weren't for his early experience as an official, which honed his ability to swallow insults, he would probably be mortified by now.

Of course, most of it is simply unbelievable.

He remembered very clearly that although Hong Yuan was not weak, he had never practiced martial arts in the academy. What exactly did he go through in just over a year?
Yue Feng continued slowly, "That night, Hong Yuan spoke words of admiration to Mr. Chen's sister-in-law, and also seemed quite fond of your two daughters. I think Mr. Chen should just go along with him; it would be a great help to the Master of the Manor..."

Chen Huanshan, enraged, retorted, "What a load of rubbish! My eldest daughter is only twelve! Humph! I saw through that brat surnamed Hong's wolfish ambitions back at the academy. Even if I have to fight him to the death, even if I have to jump off this cliff... I, Chen Huanshan, will not let him succeed." "But what about your sister-in-law?"

Yue Feng joked, "Mr. Chen isn't really reluctant to part with it and plans to keep it for himself, is he?"

On the other side, several people from the Wuding Sword Sect also arrived. The sect leader, Qing Lingzi, was stationed inside the mountain gate, while Qing Songzi led the group.

At this moment, Qing Songzi sighed inwardly.

The disciple who went down the mountain to buy supplies that day brought back the bounty notice, which really startled the two brothers. They originally thought they had made a great favor, but they didn't expect it to be a hot potato.

The two looked at each other and could only manage a wry smile.

Until Hong Yuan's momentum was unstoppable, with news of consecutive victories coming one after another.

"Has Mr. Hong not arrived yet?" Beside Qing Songzi, a disciple of the Wuding Sword Sect asked excitedly, his face filled with reverence.

Although Hong Yuan was several years younger than him, he had already won them over by easily defeating two senior masters who joined forces in the Sword Sect.

Now, by stirring up a prefecture and causing many powerful forces to tremble, he has earned their utmost respect.

A group of people from Wohu Mountain Villa occupied a large open space, observing the situation in the canyon from a high vantage point. Dozens of burly men, almost all carrying sharp blades, made those around them hesitant to provoke them.

'This group of people, to put it nicely, are under my command; in reality, they're monitoring me.'

Wu Du stood on a high point, glanced at the people of Wohu Mountain Villa, his expression unchanged, and then looked towards the upper reaches of the canyon. After a while, his sharp eyes suddenly flashed.

"coming!"

At the same time, many onlookers on both sides of the canyon noticed the commotion and quickly began to crowd together, causing many to be accidentally pushed off the cliff and fall with screams.

But few people paid attention; they were all staring intently upstream.

Amidst the surging waves, a small boat sped by, and a tall, slender figure in white stood at the bow. Due to the distance, it was difficult to see his face clearly, but his graceful demeanor was unforgettable.

The light boat moved extremely fast through the rapids, like a shooting star, and in no time it had approached the headquarters of the Canal Gang.

By this time, many people had seen Hong Yuan's true face. Many women's eyes lit up. Just as rumored, he was an incomparably handsome and elegant young man.

A commotion erupted within the fortified village of the Caobang people, and many people began to run about.

They were well prepared, and in the blink of an eye, squads of men rushed out, their menacing presence guarding the flat ground in front of the fortress.

A loud clanging sound rang out as weapons were drawn in unison.

Although they outnumbered the others, every member of the canal gang had a solemn expression on their face, and even in the cold winter, on this frigid riverbank, cold sweat was seeping from their foreheads.

Now, who would dare to underestimate that 'peerless, unparalleled, and breathtakingly powerful' spear?
In the section where the canal gangs built their fortified villages, the river narrowed and the current became increasingly rapid.

Just as Hong Yuan's small boat was about to crash into a huge reef, he suddenly stopped, and the boat sank abruptly, coming to a stop in the middle of the river.

Immediately, Hong Yuan surged his qi and blood, and a loud voice resounded.

"I am Hong Yuan, here to fight!"

"Where is 'Surging Wave Hand' Lei Meng? Come out and fight!"

The sound was like thunder, rolling across the sky above Shuanglong Gorge in an instant, suppressing the many noisy sounds and making everything quiet down.

After about ten breaths, the inner gate of the fortress suddenly burst open, and a magnificent figure appeared.

He stood in the shadow of the fortress gate, but his gaze seemed to pierce through dozens of feet, breaking through the mist splashing on the river, and met Hong Yuan's eyes.

“Young man, you already have the upper hand. Why be so aggressive? It’s not too late to back down now.” The majestic figure in the shadows sighed.

(End of this chapter)