Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents

Chapter 1064 - 645: Qin Mansion Demolition Squad, Swordsman, King of Hundred Weapons, Qin Ziheng’s Return (Part 2)

And that Xiao Yuantong as well.

Lu Lin only knocked him into drowsiness and didn’t kill him, so he could just use him to probe things a bit.

"Qi Wudi, you go first, I’ll be right there."

"Ah? Lu... Mr. Lu, don’t joke around, I can’t be on my own if you leave!"

"What do you mean you can’t."

Lu Lin said carelessly, "You’re a swordsman. Swordsman, King of Hundred Weapons, invincible wherever he goes, roaming the world unmatched—when the sword is drawn, no strong person under heaven dares not submit. Only with this belief can you develop."

"If you’re always timid and don’t dare advance, every time you meet a powerful enemy you want me to help, how are you supposed to cultivate the bearing of a swordsman?"

"Go, I’ll be there right away."

After speaking, Lu Lin ran back toward the main gate.

Hearing Lu Lin’s words, Qi Wudi fell into contemplation.

Swordsman, King of Hundred Weapons.

Invincible wherever he goes, roaming the world unmatched.

When the sword is drawn, no strong person under heaven dares not submit.

Is this the bearing a true Sword Art cultivator should have?

Then from today on, I, Qi Wudi, will also be such an invincible swordsman.

Truly forge an invincible reputation.

"You brat up ahead, die for me!"

More Qin Mansion servants and guardians rushed out. They didn’t recognize Qi Wudi either; drawing their sword, they prepared to attack.

Swordsman, King of Hundred Weapons?

Qi Wudi silently recited the phrase, and the Sword Qi in his body seemed to be guided by it. Before he actively channelled it, it shot out in all directions.

Swish.

Swish.

Under the crisscrossing Sword Qi, none of those guardians and servants could survive.

In an instant, they all collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.

"What gutter rat dares charge into the Qin Mansion—truly courting death!"

Yet another burly man appeared in front of Qi Wudi.

This man was tall and powerfully built, chest bare and back exposed, his hard muscles seeming as if cast from bronze and iron.

He even wore a pair of gleaming fist wraps on his hands.

This was a rare master boxer.

Invincible wherever he goes, roaming the world unmatched?

Qi Wudi silently chanted, and the Sword Qi in his body seemed able to sense the opening presented by the enemy.

The moment the boxer stepped out, Sword Qi pierced the air, stabbing straight at the boxer’s neck.

"Brat, you’re courting death!"

"Iron Bone, Golden Body!"

The boxer let out a shout; on his already bronze-colored skin, streaks of golden light actually flashed.

At a glance, he seemed like a golden statue.

Stab.

Puchi.

Puchi.

The sound of Sword Qi piercing flesh rang out again and again.

On the boxer’s neck—seemingly made of cast metal—a bloody hole instantly appeared.

Blood gushed from the hole, staining his golden Golden Body, as if mocking him, yet also like a sigh.

"Im... possible..."

The boxer’s eyes bulged wide as he collapsed in disbelief.

Until his death, he didn’t even have time to raise his arms to defend against Qi Wudi’s attack.

"Heh, Qi Wudi, retreat at once!"

"I’ll have my father spare your life."

At this moment, Qin Xue’s figure suddenly appeared.

Though fear churned in her heart, right now the guardians, servants, guards at home, and even the masters they’d hired were all dead, and her Dad still hadn’t appeared, so she could only step forward.

At first, Qin Xue had planned to run.

But if the Qin Family fell, she wouldn’t survive either.

With Dad Qin Ziheng not showing his face at such a time, she could only step up herself, to protect the Qin Family and preserve her own comfortable life.

"Qin Xue?"

"You woman, wasn’t your life good enough? Why’d you have to spread the word, let those garbage second-generation brats come attack me and Lu Lin?"

"I was wrong, Qi Wudi. You came to my home and provoked us too. Let’s treat this as both sides being in the wrong and cancel it out. What do you say?"

As Qin Xue spoke, a trace of pleading had already entered her tone.

"Cancel it out?"

Qi Wudi raised his head and looked at Qin Xue, his eyes utterly devoid of emotion.

"To a noble Miss of a great clan like you, the lives of these servants, househands, guardians don’t mean anything. Even if the house gets ruined, you don’t feel the slightest heartache. But..."

"I’m not you. I’m someone who values old ties. When my house is wrecked, I feel bad. When my brother is hurt, I’ll avenge him."

"We are not the same."

"Then what do you want! Are you really going to kill me? I’m the last bloodline of the Qin Family!"

"You, Qi Wudi, are about to slaughter your fellow student today. Even if you become powerful through cultivation in the future, you’ll still be an assassin with no moral bottom line."

"Filthy, sordid, despicable, low, disgusting..."

Qin Xue spat out every curse word she knew.

It had to be said, Qin Ziheng’s protection of her all these years had been thorough; she’d never been exposed to the curse-laden tongues of the streets.

"Hehe, you’re wrong."

"Today, I won’t kill you."

"But your Dad, Qin Ziheng—tell him to come out. I’m going to kill him."

"Your Dad’s crimes are monstrous; he even shelters a most-wanted criminal being hunted across the Ancient North Country. No matter where I go, my actions today can be justified."

"My Dad? Heh, Qi Wudi, if you have the ability to find my Dad, go fight him. What’s the point of showing off in front of us old, weak, women, and children?"

Qi Wudi was taken aback by her words.

Looking around, most of those standing by Qin Xue’s side were women of the Qin Mansion—some old, some young—with a few children not yet grown.

He felt a moment of daze.

Looking back on his path just now, he realized he had no sense of it at all; he didn’t even know how many people he had killed.

No wonder Qin Xue had jumped out. Without realizing it, he had already slaughtered his way into the back residence of the entire Qin Mansion.

The mansion’s servants and guardians had either died under Qi Wudi’s sword, or hidden and fled in fear.

As for the lower servants, house servants, and maids, they were all cowering in their rooms, not daring to make a sound.

Qi Wudi turned to look back; he could vaguely see the ruins at the main gate. All along the way, the Sword Qi in his body seemed inexhaustible, constantly shooting out in all directions. In addition to killing many people of the Qin Mansion, it had played the role of a demolition crew even more.

All the way through, there wasn’t a single intact house.

Yet Qi Wudi still felt as if he’d forgotten something, but he couldn’t quite recall it at the moment.

"Qin Xue, since I’ve already come this far, let’s end it here today. In the future... ah, as for the future, do as you please."

After saying this, Qi Wudi turned and left.

From beginning to end, the sword on his back had never been drawn.

Yet from the front to the rear, the entire Qin Mansion had already been cut through by him.

Sword.

With form and substance.

Silence, without color.

It exists in reality, yet is not confined to reality alone.

Only, Qi Wudi felt as if there was one more sentence he hadn’t said, something incomplete that left him uneasy.

"Who is it!!!"

Just then, a thunderous roar rang out.

From some unknown distance away, a short and fat figure sensed what was happening at the Qin Mansion and was consumed by fury.

How many years, how many years has it been.

Ever since Qin Ziheng’s Promotion to Leader Level, there hadn’t even been anyone who dared raise their voice in front of him. Even the Town Guard of Gu Feng Town, also a Leader Level strong person, had to greet Qin Ziheng with a smile upon meeting him.

Today, he had only gone out of the city once after receiving a message, and then he received hundreds of messages from Qin Xue.

Letting him know that something major must have happened at home.

He could feel the urgency in those messages, but the state of the household far exceeded Qin Ziheng’s expectations.

All these years, Qin Ziheng had eaten vegetarian, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and treated others kindly. Could someone really think that just because he was getting old, he’d be easier to bully?

With a great roar, Qin Ziheng’s figure appeared above the Qin Mansion.

At that moment, he happened to see Qi Wudi, sword on his back, walking out.

This person was definitely not from the Qin clan.

"Brat, stop right there!"

Qin Ziheng shouted harshly.

Then his figure flickered, and he arrived in front of Qi Wudi.

When he saw Qi Wudi’s face, he immediately understood.

So it was this brat who had done all of this.

Earlier he had only instructed the housekeeper to send Han Rui to bring Lu Lin back, then he’d received a message from a friend and rushed outside the city.

He hadn’t expected the housekeeper to be so unreliable. If Han Rui failed, he should’ve sent someone else. There are so many masters in Gu Feng Town—killing one Lu Lin plus one Qi Wudi would’ve been easy as pie. How had things ended with them being beaten all the way to his own home?