Chapter 38: Rage

"This... Am I seeing things?"

"Han Yuan actually killed Hong Mingchang?"

"Didn’t you hear what Hong Mingchang just said? Han Yuan was hiding his Cultivation."

"To be such a young Body Tempering Martial Artist... I guess Hong Mingchang’s death wasn’t undeserved."

The onlookers exploded into an uproar, their eyes wide as they waited to see what would happen next.

After all, Hong Mingchang was a member of the Hong Family.

He was dead... How could the Hong Family possibly let this go?

"Han Yuan!"

"You’re courting death!!!!"

Hong Ming’an’s eyes were red as he roared like a wild beast.

"County Magistrate Hong!"

"Before today’s duel, everyone signed a Life and Death Order."

"My killing Hong Mingchang was perfectly fair and reasonable!"

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Han Yuan stared coldly at Hong Ming’an.

"You..."

"This..."

For a moment, Hong Ming’an was speechless.

Moreover, Han Yuan’s gaze made his blood run cold.

’This is a Body Tempering Martial Artist.’

’Killing me would be as easy as killing a chicken.’

"County Magistrate Hong, blades have no eyes. No one wanted to see someone die."

"But since a Life and Death Order was signed, it wouldn’t be right to pursue the matter, would it?"

Zheng Heda said, seemingly in consolation.

Hong Ming’an looked at Zheng Heda, and his expression changed as if he had realized something.

"Men, take Hong Mingchang’s body away for now," Zheng Heda said with a wave of his hand.

"My lords."

"Since the outcome between Han Yuan and Hong Mingchang has been decided,"

"then the match between myself and Han Yuan should also begin immediately."

He Rongsheng stepped forward and announced loudly.

"Correct."

"Begin immediately!"

Hong Ming’an answered at once.

He now suspected that Zheng Heda had arranged this duel just to pave the way for Han Yuan.

With Hong Mingchang dead, there was no way he could let Han Yuan become the Chief Constable.

"Han Yuan is injured. At least give the man some time to rest."

Zheng Heda dropped the pretense and snapped directly.

"That’s his problem."

"It has nothing to do with the duel."

Hong Ming’an said, shaking his head.

The next moment, He Rongsheng stepped into the limestone circle.

"Han Yuan, I didn’t expect we all underestimated you."

"You’re the real man-eating tiger."

"A pity that you took one of Hong Mingchang’s punches. You can’t possibly be my opponent now."

"Concede."

He Rongsheng said lightly.

He knew just how potent Hong Mingchang’s Fist Force was.

’Han Yuan took a punch. He’s definitely not feeling good.’

"I already told you, I’m tough."

"A mere punch is nothing."

"On the other hand, Patriarch He, you should be careful."

"Otherwise, your head might be the next one I send flying."

Han Yuan cracked his neck and gave a strange laugh.

"Hmph, you insolent brat! How dare you run your mouth!"

He Rongsheng snorted coldly.

He felt that Hong Mingchang had lost to Han Yuan entirely because he’d underestimated his opponent, being ignorant of his true strength.

Now that Han Yuan was also injured, he naturally felt no fear.

SHING~

He Rongsheng finally drew his long saber.

The blade was long and narrow, engraved with a blood groove—clearly a deadly weapon designed for killing.

"Han Yuan, I hear you’re a fast-blade user."

"Perfect. This old man’s Wind Chasing Saber is also fast."

"So let’s see who’s faster!"

He Rongsheng said coldly.

"I’ll be happy to oblige."

As Han Yuan spoke, his qi and blood seemed to be in turmoil, and he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Down below, this made Zheng Heda frown secretly.

The instant the government official shouted for them to begin, the two figures blurred into afterimages.

He Rongsheng channeled his Power, his saber seeming to carry a gale as it tore through the air in a fierce slash.

Han Yuan wasn’t the least bit intimidated. No longer hiding his strength, the muscles in his arms bulged as he brought his Cold Blade down in a wild chop.

He Rongsheng’s eyelids twitched.

’I can’t believe his blade is so fast!’

’There wasn’t even a whisper of it cutting through the air!’

CLANG!

The two long sabers collided in mid-air.

A terrifying, brute force traveled up from the hilt, making the webbing between He Rongsheng’s thumbs and forefingers tremble!

’This bastard!’

He Rongsheng’s eyes were filled with terror.

’I never thought Han Yuan’s strength would be so astounding.’

The next instant!

SHREEEEEE~~~

A series of dense screeches echoed through the air.

Fierce and brutal flashes of blade light, like countless falcons diving from the sky, relentlessly slashed toward He Rongsheng.

CLANG CLANG CLANG!!!

He Rongsheng let out a low roar, circulating his qi and blood as he continuously met the strikes with his own blade.

Although his qi and blood were in decline, his Blade Technique was all the more masterful with age. Under Han Yuan’s frenzied assault, the light from his swinging blade seemed to form a barrier of wind, actually managing to block every single strike.

Han Yuan’s qi and blood surged, his expression excited.

"Let’s see how many of my strikes you can block!"

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!!!

He continuously channeled the Divine Power in his arms, swinging his long saber like a great hammer as he crazily smashed it down on He Rongsheng.

He Rongsheng blocked dozens of strikes, the webbing of his hands trembling so hard it started to bleed, only to find that Han Yuan’s qi and blood hadn’t weakened in the slightest.

A look of terror gradually crept into his eyes.

’This guy... Could he have been born with Divine Power?!’

’And besides, wasn’t he injured just now...?’

’This kid... he tricked me!!!’

Seeing that his own saber was about to be knocked from his hands, He Rongsheng hastily shouted, "I concede!"

"Concede?"

"Impossible!!!"

But Han Yuan was in a killing frenzy. He didn’t stop at all; on the contrary, his assault became even more ferocious.

"Lord Zheng!"

"He Rongsheng has already conceded."

"You must stop Han Yuan at once!"

Hong Ming’an said urgently.

’He Rongsheng cannot die.’

"What? Are you telling me how to do my job?"

Zheng Heda replied leisurely.

"You!!"

"Men!"

"Stop this match for me!"

Hong Ming’an roared.

"Without my order,"

"no one is to move!"

Zheng Heda took out an Official Seal and slammed it onto the table.

Seeing this, the hearts of the constables and government officials jumped.

"Everyone, the winner is obvious."

"If you dare go up there now,"

"you can just wait for Chief Constable Han to settle the score with you later."

Zhang Hu said with a smile.

For a moment, the constables and government officials were even more afraid to move a muscle.

"Where are the men from the He Family?!"

"And the Wang Family!"

"All of you, get up there!"

Seeing the constables and government officials wouldn’t move, Hong Ming’an hastily shouted.

It seemed that neither He Rongsheng nor Hong Mingchang had brought anyone with them today.

But they had long since planted some men in the crowd.

In an instant, a dozen men from the crowd of onlookers, holding sharp blades, rushed into the dueling grounds.

He Rongsheng hurriedly moved toward these men.

Han Yuan was about to cut down He Rongsheng when he heard the whistle of wind and saw a dozen sharp blades chopping toward him.

"You... all of you can just die!!!!"

Han Yuan let out a wild roar, his eyes bloodshot, and charged in to kill.

His blade flashed with extreme ferocity, each flicker splashing arcs of blood.

KILL KILL KILL KILL!!!!

Han Yuan had gone completely berserk.

He killed anyone he saw!

These men were all skilled fighters raised by the He and Wang Families, each possessing Gathering Power Cultivation.

But before the frenzied Han Yuan, they couldn’t even block a single move.

Heads went flying, one after another.

He was completely lost in a blood-red rage!!!

A dozen breaths later, a dozen corpses lay at Han Yuan’s feet.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

But Han Yuan, watching He Rongsheng flee, had no intention of letting him go. His eyes scarlet, he pushed off with his feet and gave chase, Cold Blade in hand!

"This..."

The onlookers were utterly dumbfounded.

’Wasn’t this supposed to be a duel...? How did it turn into a Martial World blood feud?!’

"Han Yuan has some nerve."

"My lord, are you really just going to sit back and watch, letting Han Yuan slaughter people like they’re weeds?"

Hong Ming’an questioned Zheng Heda.

"And you’re still fucking barking over here!!!!"

Zheng Heda abruptly grabbed the Official Seal and viciously smashed it at Hong Ming’an’s head!