NOVEL NEXT Chapter 108: Suddenly a Madman Sharpens His Knife at Night (End of Volume 2)_2
Next, the flame-formed whirlwind rapidly expanded and began to sweep over everything.
At this moment, victory belonged to him!
In that world over there, he'd been frantically consuming various spiritual medicines, resting and recuperating for an hour. Now he was fully revived, while these people had already expended over half of their True Qi. Their amulets and other protective items had been drained as well!
The flames continued to expand and spread, the next moment turning into an incredibly brilliant fire that devoured everything like magma!
In an instant, thirty Qi Refinement Practitioners died under this all-out strike!
A huge gap appeared in the encirclement, and a complete Sword Array no longer existed. The trend was over, the tide had turned!
At this time, many people suddenly remembered Meng Yu's words, "I can fight a thousand of you!"
After more than forty days of battle, Meng Yu was extremely cautious. In every encounter, Meng Yu was clean and efficient. So why did he choose to have a decisive battle with everyone here? Some had doubts at the time, and now everyone understood. Meng Yu felt that the prey had fallen into the trap!
A clever hunter often appears in the guise of the prey. A fearsome enemy is never the kind that just stands there waiting to be overwhelmed by a group.
They show weakness, camouflage, evade, and even repeatedly give ground, just like Meng Yu, who was continuously besieged, attacked, and even seemed to give others the feeling they could win. But now, look at Meng Yu's condition!
HIs originally weakened True Qi was now extremely abundant, his injured leg hopping around energetically, his previously drooping arm was now incredibly agile, not to mention his exceptionally calm actions!
This man was definitely pretending. Do you remember how everyone focused on analyzing Meng Yu's Sticky Cloth Eighteen Falls Cultivation Technique?
Meng Yu's White Crane Swordsmanship and Fire Crow Sword Technique, everyone had a copy of the secret manual, and his Wind-Slicing Strike was thoroughly understood. But with this Sticky Cloth Eighteen Falls, everyone was puzzled. Why would Meng Yu cultivate such a common and ordinary technique when the Immortal Sect had many powerful and impressive techniques? However, in the repeated battles with Meng Yu, the only feeling was that this technique was just too powerful in actual combat.
He could deflect various attacks, he could reduce various damages to himself; unless you aimed for his head or limbs, he would still shift your targeted attacks out of the necessary range!
Or to put it another way, it's not the technique that's powerful, it's Meng Yu himself that's powerful!
He could become a god even while practicing the most common technique; he was simply playing with everyone!
The so-called injuries to his legs, arms, and so on, he was patient, ruthlessly luring you all into a deathtrap!
"Spare my life!"
Suddenly, in front of Meng Yu, a Qi Refinement Practitioner abruptly threw away his weapon, raised his hands high, braving the possibility of being beheaded by a strike from Meng Yu, and no longer fought back!
He remembered Meng Yu's ranking in the Martial Arts Miniature World, thirty-third. He lost to many, his defeats were happy and genuine, the process and result of his losses were such that even Golden Core Masters felt he should lose. But now, when the crisis truly came, Meng Yu alone dominated the field, telling all the students, "I was just fooling with you!"
If not for the tricks of Mirror Twelve, no one would have known that such a terrifying individual was hidden among that group of lovely students!
Now, was Meng Yu just fooling with everyone?
Had he not yet displayed his true cultivation?
Was he playing a cat-and-mouse game?
He broke down, he got scared, he'd rather leave his life in the hands of others!
Meng Yu's sword light flashed, brushing past the man beside him, who quickly shouted thanks repeatedly and ran towards the other side. Meanwhile, his partner had already been beheaded and killed.
With the first surrenderer, there came a second, and soon, the battle below became one-sided.
More Qi Refinement Practitioners threw down their weapons or turned and fled. The force of nearly a hundred people melted away like a snowman under the scorching sun.
"Come back, continue to fight... you cowards..."
Captain Luo shouted loudly, wanting to berate those cowards, but... his voice turned into a whimper, accompanied by tears.
What could he do?
Or rather, even if they didn't surrender, could they really beat Meng Yu?
Three hundred people fighting with all their might, this was the outcome!
A force of five hundred, now reduced to less than ninety people!
He remembered Meng Yu's later achievements, remembered the compromises Meng Yu made time and again in the Immortal Sect.
Everyone thought he was bluffing when he said he was the enemy of a thousand, but he really was, except this creature who liked to play humble was always playing the pig to eat the tiger!
Yes, he suddenly felt that Meng Yu was truly too accommodating in the Immortal Sect. If it were him, he would have seized a hundred stars by now!
People only think of many things when they are in a desperate situation!
They only understand the grievances of others.
You bastard, why didn't you call me when you were robbing!
He suddenly remembered how he had swaggered into the Qingye Small World, thinking that he could take down Meng Yu with any method. But now, the joke was on him!
Enraged, Captain Luo madly charged at Meng Yu, reaching an unprecedented level of calm and the peak of his combat power. But what was the use?
A dazzling sword light soared into the sky. In the next moment, Captain Luo fell to the ground with a thunderous crash, and the remaining Qi Refinement Practitioners lost their courage and scattered.
Meng Yu stood quietly on the spot, not pursuing the fleeing enemies.
Instead, he simply stood there, savoring the joy of victory.
More than forty days had passed, and at last, he had won.
Perhaps it was the blizzard, which had shrouded everything for two whole months.
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At that moment, the wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped, and faint starlight fell from the clouds. Looking up, one could see a vast and all-encompassing starry sky.
Billions of people lived below, with immortals residing above. The Immortal Sect was supreme, suppressing everything, yet someone now stirred up a storm of blood and violence.
And this was just the beginning.
Suddenly, a madman sharpened his knife in the night; the emperor's star wavered, its influence towering. From this day forward, my fate lies in my own hands, not in the hands of the immortals.
Kill!
The second volume, Suddenly, a Madman Sharpened His Knife at Night, ends.
Please enjoy the third volume, The Big White Rabbit, Pure White.
It's still Meng Yu, the Qi Refinement Practitioner, who is always right, always making the perfect choices... always right, right?
...
Huh? Are there really people continuing to fund our research into cold-resistant mosquitoes?
A certain research group scratched their heads in bewilderment.
The second volume, side story.
A letter.
At that time, when Meng Yu was still listed as serving in the Enforcement Hall, he would receive many letters, including this one.
"Dear Uncle Meng Yu, hello."
This letter was written by a six-year-old little girl named Little Flower Bear from a Minor World, addressing Meng Yu.
"Uncle Meng, I am now living in the orphanage on the Umbrella Shadow Star. The orphanage is good, and so are the companions. Although we only get to eat meat three times a week, even though most meals consist of rice with red beans, black beans, chickpeas, and a variety of other beans, even though we're forced to eat the hateful celery and coriander, it's all right.
It's just that Aunt Qin is kind of mean. She teaches us martial training, and sometimes she even spanks us—I said her White Crane Swordsmanship was about the same as the Flying Chicken Sword Technique, and that she's an old hen, so she got angry and hit me.
But I still like it here. Aunt Qin says my parents just went on a long trip and that they'll come to see me when I grow as tall as a small tree and master my swordsmanship.
I miss them a lot, and I love them a lot.
Uncle Meng, can you give Aunt Qin some pointers?
You look so cool in the competition—Aunt Qin is crazy about you!
Although her swordsmanship is really bad, not at all comparable to yours, she is still a very patient and good teacher.
Also, Aunt Qin is worried about something to do with sales; can you do an advertisement for our orphanage? The Jade Spirit Apples here are so delicious, but most of them have to be sold, and I only get to eat them twice a week. If they become popular, I might get to eat them even less, but then I could eat more meat. I also like those half-green, half-ripe Jade Spirit Apples. The good apples, we'll save for you."
This is her video practicing swordsmanship; can you help her (mistake in writing, it should be "help").
With respect,
The six-year-old Little Flower Bear who likes you, Little Flower Bear.