Ten years of dormancy: Starting as a martial arts master at the pinnacle

"Second brother, third brother..."

The man wearing the demon mask spoke in a mournful voice, each word dripping with blood.

His six henchmen were his best knives and sharpest swords. What were once mere tools had, over more than a decade of companionship, naturally developed into something more intimate and genuine.

Now they died tragically on the spot, the man wearing the demon mask had bloodshot eyes.

It looks like a vengeful demon ready to devour its prey.

"What a Li Changsheng! What a flying knife formation! I've seen it all now..."

Hearing the other party's angry shout, Li Changsheng smiled calmly, and he wrapped the eighty-one throwing knives back into his belt.

He was completely unrecognizable from his previous ferocious appearance.

"You're too kind! You're the first to escape from my flying knife formation. The leader of the Eight Vajras, whose name is unknown, is only known by a demon mask. I've certainly broadened my horizons!"

Inside the thatched hall, Li Changqing's eyes held a hint of interest.

Having lived a secluded life within the Canal Gang for many years, Li Changqing knew very little about the masters of the martial arts world.

But there is one thing Li Changqing is certain of.

His elder brother, Li Changsheng, was absolutely a cheat-like figure in the Innate Realm. While he might not be the absolute best below the Grandmaster level, he was certainly among the top...

Facing eight innate masters at the same time, Li Changsheng unleashed his ultimate move, the Flying Knife Formation, daring not to hold back at all.

How could a man wearing a demon mask manage to escape alive in Flying Knife Town?

His strength is not that of an ordinary late-stage Innate Realm cultivator.

Compared to the other seven Vajra, he is not even in the same league.

"This guy's identity might be questionable."

"Little Changqing, what did you say?"

Du Daniu picked at his ear and asked in confusion.

Li Changqing laughed it off and brushed it off.

Just as Li Changsheng was about to finish off the masked man, a figure suddenly flew out from the empty ship.

The man was pot-bellied, with long, graying hair that was loose and his brocade robe was torn to shreds.

He looked utterly disheveled.

"Father-in-law!"

After Li Changsheng saw the man clearly, he caught the pot-bellied man directly.

This man was none other than Nan Zhentian, the renowned leader of the Canal Gang in the entire Shanhai County. While he might not be considered a figure of great renown throughout the martial arts world, Nan Zhentian was a prominent figure in Shanhai County.

I wouldn't say it's number one, but it's definitely in the top three!

However, this powerful figure in the underworld was now in a sorry state.

His breathing was unsteady, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.

"Chang Sheng, run!"

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Nan Zhentian immediately told his son-in-law to hurry up and run.

If they had been even a step slower, they would have lost their lives.

"Trying to run? Do you think you can escape?"

The masked man, who had been hit by two throwing knives, let out a cold laugh.

"My seven brothers are dead, and none of you from the Nan family will live! Li Changsheng, today you will be buried with my brothers."

Hearing the man in the demon mask shouting, Li Changsheng didn't take it to heart at all.

"You?"

Just as the two sides were locked in a standoff, the experts from the Grand Canal Gang arrived.

Those members of the canal gang who left earlier didn't really leave; they went to call for reinforcements.

While the two sides were locked in combat, two or three hundred people arrived one after another.

Although their strength did not reach the Innate level, they were all in the mid-to-late stages of the Acquired level.

A large number of ants can even kill an elephant.

Even if the opponent is a master at the Innate level, two or three hundred Acquired martial artists can be torn to shreds.

"Boss, we're here!!"

"Liu Gousheng, lead Team 1 of 52 men, awaiting the leader's orders..."

"Wang Ergou led two teams of 28 men..."

"Li Sanxi led three teams of 35 men..."

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It's clear that some teams are missing players.

What's commendable is that, in the face of life and death for the Canal Gang, many brothers never backed down.

Even knowing that their fate was uncertain, they still stepped forward, ready to fight to the death.

The man wearing the demon mask clearly changed his expression upon seeing this scene.

With so many acquired martial artists gathered together, perhaps only the Canal Gang and the Salt Gang could manage it.

Other gangs couldn't possibly support so many martial artists.

"Damn it, aren't these guys afraid of dying?"

Li Changqing, sitting in the thatched-roof hall, also shook his head with a wry smile.

Sometimes he found himself really similar to these brothers from the canal gang. Even though he was a time traveler, he should have been different from everyone else.

But in fact, they all have a deep-seated sense of gratitude.

In this situation, let alone Li Changqing having sufficient strength.

Even if he didn't, he probably wouldn't leave; instead, he would choose to fight to the death with everyone.

In that case, it might not matter once or twice.

If this happens too often, Li Changqing probably won't live to a ripe old age.

Fortunately, Li Changqing's current strength means that even if he is loyal, he shouldn't be in any danger to his own life.

Nan Zhentian looked at the members of the canal gang, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, he might have felt a little regret.

But soon, regret was replaced by resolve.

"Alright! With my brothers from the Canal Gang here, let's see what you bandits can do!"

As soon as Nan Zhentian finished speaking, a whooshing sound came from the large ship.

Several figures landed in different corners of the dock, forming a defensive formation, and surrounded more than a hundred elite disciples of the Canal Gang.

They clearly don't have many people.

But it gave the impression that they had surrounded the disciples of the Grand Canal Gang.

"Heh heh, Chief Nan, you're really showing off!"

"These brothers are truly rare. Can you really bear to watch them die here?"

"Even if you don't care about their lives, what about your wife and daughters?"

Just as they were talking, one of the men in black grabbed two people by the neck and pulled them out.

The two people were an old man and a young boy.

The older woman looked to be in her forties or fifties, but still retained a certain charm on her face.

She was Nan Zhentian's wife.

The little girl has a head full of yellow hair, I don't know if it's natural or what.

The most crucial thing is the little girl's skin. Other girls are pampered and have fair skin like jade.

She, on the other hand, has dark skin, so even her delicate features don't show any color.

It was the same young girl named Nan Yingying that Li Changqing had mentioned...

Li Changqing, standing in the thatched hall, couldn't help but shake his head the moment he saw Nan Yingying.

The little girl has an extraordinary talent for martial arts and usually looks down on everyone.

Unexpectedly, I'm now being held hostage and having my hand held by someone.

She doesn't seem to be behaving herself; she's clearly been acupunctured.

Only one pair of eyes stared wide-eyed, angrily looking around.

"Madam, Yingying!!"

Nan Zhentian almost coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"You lawless bastards, how dare you harm my wife and daughters? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the heroes of the martial world?"

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