Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 78 Shocking Change! A Heaven-Covering Magic Trick: String Puppets

After half a stick of incense.

On the sword-fighting arena, a second-rate master swordsman from the mill, his face unnaturally flushed, twirled his sword beautifully and, looking at the defeated Shui San'er around him, laughed loudly.

"Who else?"

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive on Shui San'er's side.

It was not a fault of war.

It's really scary how these guys from the mortar gang on the other side are acting like they've taken drugs!

He even ignored the pain, remaining completely unaware that he had been stabbed in the leg, and fought desperately.

Although most of the Water San'er were insidious and habitually concealed their shortcomings, at least they were still human.

Meanwhile, the members of the mortar gang on the opposite side were already quite far away.

How to fight this?
Seeing that none of the three men responded for a long time.

The man on the stage smiled smugly, about to ask for credit, when a voice boomed like thunder.

"And I!"

Before the sound even arrived, a terrifying aura had already locked onto the person on the stage.

He suddenly felt a chill all around him, as if he had abruptly fallen from the sweltering heat of summer into the dead of winter, and for a moment he was frozen in place.

Whoosh!
With the sound of swords clashing, a figure dressed in a white cloth jacket and the attire of a street performer landed on the arena.

He had a handsome appearance, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and carried a long sword.

The sword flashed.

The performer in the white robe faced the audience and bowed, saying, "The Jin family opera troupe has dared to also come and intercept us!"

With a thud, a corpse fell to the ground behind him.

A sword seals the throat.

The field and the audience fell silent.

Both Shuiwozi and Wanlong Duifang were dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, the group of Guolu gang members who were disguised as the Jin family troupe and were still performing magic tricks were dumbfounded.

You were only allowed to intercept the meeting and punish the ringleaders first, not to kill people right away!

Those who were kept outside immediately slapped their thighs in delight, finding it quite a spectacle.

Why is the Jin family troupe here to intercept us today?!
But it's strange, the Jin family troupe is just a theatrical troupe performing behind Tangyuan Hutong, and the old troupe leader is only a second-rate performer, so how did such a swordsman suddenly appear?

Moreover, it's not worth intercepting the meeting at this time and offending these two tyrants of the capital!

"You've got some nerve, daring to intercept our meeting?!"

"You bastard, how dare you kill my brother!"

"Ouch, it hurts so much!!"

The people in the rice mill were furious, filled with righteous indignation, but not a single one stepped forward.

Intercepting gangs is an old tradition, and they don't shy away from people from all walks of life participating. In the early years, many heroes of the martial arts world wanted to use the intercepting gangs to make a name for themselves and become the number one in Wuqing or Tianjin.

Anyone with the same cultivation level can enter the arena.

Although the white-robed performer possessed extraordinary swordsmanship and profound skill, judging from his outward aura, he was indeed only a second-rate martial artist, albeit slightly stronger.

Everyone in the mortar looked toward the gang members, specifically at those veteran second-rate martial artists who were known for their prowess.

The men were covered in cold sweat, some sitting on pins and needles, completely motionless.

In truth, laymen watch the spectacle, and experts at this moment also just want to watch the spectacle.

They knew that even if they went up there, they wouldn't be much better; they were no match for the performers in white coats.

If you go there, you will die.

Upon seeing the artist in the white coat appear, Chen Shunan turned around and left without saying a word.

He was now certain that the performer in the white coat was a knight-errant from the Guolu Society.

That swordsmanship was a top-notch martial art; it wasn't something you could just pull off off off the street.

"San Dezi, I have a feeling something's going to happen. Shall we go together?"

San Dezi looked bewildered: "Huh? Brother Chen, what could have happened today? So many important figures are here..."

Chen Shunan shook his head and quickly gave Liu Daoba, Lin Shouzhuo, and the others a word of advice.

Liu Daoba hesitated, Lin Shouzhou seemed to understand but remained unmoved, Sun Xiao looked doubtful, and Manager Li was too busy to listen to Chen Shunan's unfounded worries.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Chen Shunan stopped trying to persuade them and hurriedly ran into the crowd to walk outside.

Behind them, the voice of the performer in the white coat challenging them to a duel could still be heard.

A cold snort came, and he raised his sword, pointing it at Zheng Shicheng on the high platform.

His face held three parts disdain, three parts sarcasm, and four parts nonchalance; his expression was perfectly controlled. Not to mention Zheng Shicheng, even a clay figure would be furious at the sight of him.

"I've heard that Master Zheng has mastered the 'Lingjiu Sword Technique,' which is extremely strange and wondrous. I wonder if you could teach me?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Shicheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he drew his sword.

What few people know is that Zheng, the owner of Wanlong Mill, has been slow to kill the six thieves and only has the strength of a second-rate master, but he also practices swordsmanship.

Chen Shunan had no time to look back at what happened next.

He only heard what sounded like someone trying to dissuade Zheng Shicheng, followed by the sounds of fierce fighting.

A huge uproar and cheers erupted from the audience.

Chen Shunan had just stepped out of the Kui Xing Pagoda when he suddenly discovered...

it's dark.

The sun is hidden, and the sky is gone.

In an instant, the whole world turned pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

All that could be heard were the terrified or bewildered screams of the people around him.

"what happened?"

"Why is the sky blocked out? It's so dark!"

"I think I've gone blind. Why can't I see anything?"

Chen Shunan's nerves tensed instantly, his body stiffened briefly, and then he suddenly realized what was happening.

The sun is still out!

The scorching sunlight shone down on me as usual, making me sweat profusely.

Even the feeling of the hot air blowing through my pores was the same as always, with no difference.

It wasn't dark.

He is a top-notch eye-slaying master whose spiritual aperture emits light, interfering with the vision of others.

One glance can cover the entire sky!
Behind Chen Shunan came a series of roars.
"Those who are not involved should leave immediately, lest they make a mistake!"

"The Wanlong oil mill is smuggling hibiscus oil, poisoning the people and causing endless harm. We are acting on behalf of Heaven to uphold justice!"

Liu Sui and other officials looked flustered, realizing they were innocent bystanders, so they slipped off the stage in the dark under the protection of a group of martial artists.

At this moment, a clear, cold voice, imbued with divine might, rang out.

"A rebel group from the Guolu Society? The Fifth Prince of the Red Flag? How dare they!"

……

Kui Xing Pagoda, at the top of the pagoda.

Three figures silently watched the chaos unfolding at their feet.

It seems that the sky also has a height, and there is no sky obscured here.

One of the young men, dressed as a peddler with his head wrapped in a black gauze scarf, sat cross-legged on top, his strength and blood surging wildly to his ten fingers.

With a light flick of his hands, like plucking a stringed instrument, he created wisps of invisible energy that "whooshed" onto the bodies of the Guolu Hui members on the ground. This served as their guide, their means of identifying enemies, and their eyes and ears.

Although this person only possesses the cultivation level of a second-rate perfect cultivator, he has exceptional physical attributes, a profound musical talent, and has mastered a unique skill called "Spider Silk Refinement Force," which allows him to generate silk-like force through vibrations in his muscles and bones, thus affecting others.

Not only can it kill people silently, but it can also, as it is now, send orders and draw attention.

The latter's effect seems rather ineffective.

However, if combined with the Fifth Master Hong's ability to conceal the sky and seize people's ability to see things, it can have a miraculous effect.

The head of the Yizi Hall, with a full beard, squinted at the chaotic crowd at his feet.

Looking at the chaos, Xiao Qingchou sighed repeatedly, his face showing reluctance.

Then, the Guolu Society's Pao Ge (a type of martial arts organization) pulled out their weapons from under the cloth tent, jumped off the stage, and led a group of martial arts figures to charge into the arena.

These people were like puppets; although their movements were somewhat clumsy, they still had the upper hand under the guidance of the young peddler and quickly broke through the defenses of the people in the mortar and water pit.

The performer in the white coat was none other than Bai Manlou. With just one sword strike, he put Zheng Shicheng in grave danger.

Fortunately, the Holy Maiden Tianxuan flew to her rescue. With a wave of her whisk, white qi rose and transformed into rolling celestial clouds, which swept her to her side.

However, soon after, Master Hong Wu delivered a powerful punch, and although his eyes were covered with a black cloth, he still seemed to be able to see.

The fist's intent was domineering and magnificent; with every move, it was like a mountain crushing down, actually managing to stop the Heavenly Maiden despite the rolling immortal clouds.

Meanwhile, Zhao Guangxi, Zhou Qing, and the others were all entangled by the Guolu Society members.

Liu Ruyue shielded her father behind her.

The local gentry and elders, some fled, some broke their legs, and some hid under the table, trembling like ostriches with their heads buried in their shells.

How can one describe the chaos?
"How did you manage to avoid those boatmen?"

The young peddler kept working, but then seemed to notice something and asked in surprise.

The head of the Yizi Hall said in a muffled voice, "Fifth Master Hong ordered that Shui San'er, who is present, should not be offended lightly... I heard that Zhao Guangxi's ancestors had a past relationship with a certain leader of the Inner Eight Halls."

The young man immediately understood.

Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.

Even the young people suspected that these outsiders from the Guolu Society were able to hide in the capital for so long without the help of Zhao Guangxi, or even some people in Shuiwozi.

I knew it! How dare Fifth Master Hong set up a branch and establish a hall in Wengshan!
However, although Fifth Master Hong ordered that Zhao Guangxi be given some face.

But fists and feet have no eyes, and with everything in the dark, how could anyone hold back in the chaos?

They all suffered damage.

Overall, however, the Guolu Society members showed considerable leniency towards the group of Shui San'er and did not kill them.

Near the Kui Xing Pagoda, the crowd, which was shrouded in darkness, screamed, pushed, shoved, and rolled around in a chaotic struggle.

The people outside the Kui Xing Pagoda were confused and didn't know what had happened. Seeing their relatives and friends inside, they desperately tried to squeeze in.

There was already a stampede in sight.

Screams, wails, and the cries of mothers separated from their children.

Xiao Qingchou's face showed bitterness.

"Is it worth it to kill one person and implicate dozens more?"

The head of the Righteousness Hall glanced at the innocent civilians, paused for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Those who do great things do not concern themselves with trifles. If killing one person can save ten thousand, then they will not hesitate to sacrifice dozens of lives. It is all worthwhile."

……

"Quickly go to the Kui Xing Tower and slay the traitor!"

Among those present were many top-notch experts who could also slay the thief, but none were as skilled as Master Hong Wu.

At this moment, bracing against that terrifying will that was like a black cloth covering the sky and Mount Tai pressing down, I forced my eyes open and saw two figures vaguely on the Kui Xing Pagoda.

A very subtle fluctuation of energy emanated from the air!
"The Hundred Refinement Force, a heretical martial art from the Miao region? It's truly made a comeback! His Majesty has quelled it multiple times, yet he hasn't been able to completely eradicate it!"

"Wu Saiyu, Ren Yong, hurry up and kill those Guolu gang members!! Go now!!"

Zheng Shicheng covered his ears, hiding behind Yue Ting under the Hunyuan Umbrella, blood dripping from between his fingers, his face full of hysteria.

"Lin Shouzhou, He Qiqiang, Zhou Qing, you guys go too!"

Seeing that someone had already spotted the people on the tower, Zhao Guangxi immediately spoke up.

After all, his private relationship with the Guolu Association couldn't be discussed openly, so he could only put on an act for now.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The figures darted toward the Kui Xing Pagoda.

And in the crowd.

Chen Shunan's ears twitched slightly, and as if he had eyes in the back of his head, he swung his hand back and slashed down a bandit who had ambushed him.

Even though it was pitch black, the bursts of energy and blood were like dim lights in a dark room, which could barely help to locate the source of the problem.

Chen Shunan realized that many people in the martial arts world were unaware of the truth and didn't know that "Covering the Sky" was just a trick.

Instead, some took advantage of this "abnormal celestial phenomenon" to fish in troubled waters, steal gold and silver, and some even harbored lustful thoughts and wanted to do immoral things.

"Ouch!"

In the shoving crowd, someone stepped on Chen Shunan's foot.

Chen Shunan originally planned to blend in with the crowd and escape.

After all, it's not a good time to step on people's heads. The people outside probably don't have any cover, but they're all watching.

However, the crowds on both sides were so dense that Chen Shunan was trampled as he walked.

After being repeatedly criticized, Chen Shunan also became famous.

Doesn't an old man's life matter?!

Your actions are far too domineering!
Swish!
Among the crowd, a martial arts practitioner flicked his wrist and released several iron bodhi seeds.

Hearing the sharp whistling of the wind, Chen Shunan quickly sensed a faint sense of danger in the air.

Several bewildered and panicked residents were within range of the iron bodhi's shot.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Chen Shunan's eyes. He pinched the coin dart between his fingers and flicked it...

Boom! !
A ferocious and wild figure charged in like a wild boar, dodging and weaving, blocking Tie Puti's path.

A shrill scream rang out, and the martial artist was sent flying, his bones cracking and splintering as he landed, motionless, reduced to a pile of minced meat.

"Hmm? Chen Shunan?"

He Qiqiang sensed a familiar presence. He paused slightly, grabbed Chen Shunan by the shoulder blade, and grinned maliciously.

"Old Chen, hold on tight, find a place to hide, don't hurt yourself, you old codger! This is your Grandpa He's responsibility!"

After saying that, He Qiqiang clenched his five fingers, lifted up sharply, and threw Chen Shunan more than ten feet away.

Although he wanted to compete with Lin Shouzhou, he wanted to do so openly and honestly, and he would also put his schemes and tricks out in the open!
To take advantage of the situation and assassinate Chen Shunan?
He Qiqiang was unwilling and disdained to do it!
Chen Shunan did not resist and allowed He Qiqiang to do as he pleased.

He Qiqiang's force seemed fierce, but upon landing, a gentle, hidden force protected Chen Shunan, causing him to only take a few steps back before dissipating his momentum.

"Kui Xing Tower Slays the Thieves, a Hundredfold Refinement of Strength?"

Chen Shunan crouched down, covered his face, and rubbed his hands as he walked outside.

He tilted his head slightly, looking towards the pitch-black Kui Xing Tower.

Chen Shunan had also heard of the extraordinary martial art of the Hundred Refinements Technique.

It uses the vibration of muscles and bones to generate a pulling force.

In fact, besides killing it, there is another way to break this technique.

That would be a violent explosion, or even a louder, bone-crackling thunderous sound, completely overwhelming the opponent.

If you don't attack, you'll be defeated.

Chen Shunan, on the other hand, had already mastered the art of music.

(End of this chapter)