Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 69: The Survival Instinct, Stirring from the Heart_1

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: The Survival Instinct, Stirring from the Heart_1

From behind came a fierce shout, followed by the dense sound of horses’ hooves striking the ground.

It made the scholar, already exhausted from walking, turn his head in bewilderment...

This glance jolted him wide awake with fear.

He saw a squad of Iron Cavalry galloping towards him from behind, clad in thick armor, riding strong horses beneath them.

Although the Iron Cavalry only numbered around a dozen or so, their charging momentum was like that of an army ten thousand strong!

The scholar did not know where he found the strength.

He hurriedly darted to the side.

Chen Zhuan also noticed the commotion behind him and was relatively calm and composed. He grabbed his daughter by the collar and leaped to one side.

His movements, clearly practiced, were strikingly graceful.

Not at all in the awkward manner of the scholar.

Just as Chen Zhuan was about to wonder who this Iron Cavalry was, he suddenly shockingly discovered... Daoist Priest Fan had not given way!

He saw Fan Wu leading Old Blue Ox, walking unhurriedly towards the city gate.

The galloping Iron Cavalry was about to collide with Fan Wu!

At that moment.

Fan Wu turned his head slightly.

His eyes, deep and waveless, quietly observed the charging Iron Cavalry behind him.

In an instant.

Each of the horses beneath the Iron Cavalry, as if seeing some terrifying natural predator, completely ignored their riders’ commands and control, frantically halting their wild pace.

But momentum still made it difficult for them to stop, and soon a dozen large horses collided with each other.

Riders and horses tumbled!

The soldiers on horseback screamed as they were thrown off.

Luckily, they were all wearing thick armor and did not suffer any serious injuries, only leaving them somewhat dazed.

Among them, an exceptionally burly soldier tore off his iron helmet.

He threw it away in great annoyance.

Then, he abruptly drew the Horse Cutter from his waist.

Glaring furiously at Fan Wu in front of him, he shouted, "Audacious scoundrel, you dare... dare..."

The soldier’s words came to an abrupt halt.

Because he realized, even though he was very tall and had already stood up...

When looking at the ’scoundrel’ in front of him, he still needed to exaggeratedly tilt his head up.

He had to look up at the other person.

"Is there a problem?" Fan Wu looked down into the soldier’s eyes, able to see his attribute information.

[Yinghe Prefecture Iron Cavalry Armor —— Life: 76 —— Power: 3.5 —— Skill: Great Zhou Military Breathing Method] 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The rest of the Iron Cavalry were similar to him, their [Power] attributes hovering between 2～3.5.

These prefectural Iron Cavalry were not weak, but they were far from "strong".

Of course, to the common folk.

They were already quite strong.

But Fan Wu, with a [Power] attribute soaring at 40, emitted such an aura of menace and uncompromising brutality when he spoke the words "Is there a problem?" that it made people shudder with fear!

The Iron Cavalry soldier felt an immense sense of oppression coming over him without realizing it.

He swallowed nervously.

Cold sweat broke out profusely!

The soldier shockingly discovered... even when fighting fiercely against rebels on the battlefield, he had never felt such an overwhelming pressure that drained one’s will to resist!

Sweat had already soaked through the cloth under his armor.

He really wanted to respond with "Indeed, there is a problem", a strong and bold reply.

But those four words were stuck in his throat, no matter how much he tried, he just couldn’t say them.

The instinct to survive told him that if he did say those words... the absurdly strong ’scoundrel’ in front of him would likely chop him down with a single blow!

Although he found it hard to believe that someone would dare to attack imperial soldiers in front of the city gate.

But it’s better to be safe than sorry!

What if?!

At this moment,

the other dozen or so Iron Cavalry from the prefectural army also got up one after another. Just like the soldier before, they immediately drew their Horse Cutters from their waists, their gazes wary and solemn as they watched Fan Wu.

For a time,

some of the commoners who were timidly watching from a distance, could suddenly sense a smell of gunpowder in the air. It seemed that just a tiny spark was needed to ignite a bloody slaughter.

Those who were slightly faint-hearted had already wanted to leave this place quickly to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

Among the group of Iron Cavalry, the leading soldier, seeing his comrades draw their swords and surround him,

finally mustered a bit of courage.

At the same time,

he felt ashamed of his earlier cowardice.

Was he actually afraid of a thief who was only a bit taller than he was?

This made his face turn alternately green and red.

"Hey you, thief!" he snarled through clenched teeth, "How dare you obstruct the imperial soldiers’ march, what should be the crime?!"

Fan Wu looked at them, then at the road, and said calmly, "The middle of the road is so empty, yet you did not walk that way, instead heading where the crowd stands."

"Are you sure it was I who blocked your way, not that you deliberately barged into the crowd? Are you sure you weren’t just looking to see the panicked look on passersby?"

As he spoke, Fan Wu slowly turned around, his imposing figure revealed unmistakably before the Iron Cavalry.

Even clad in armor as thick as tin cans, they couldn’t match the half of Fan Wu’s stature.

In terms of the aura they displayed, the difference was as stark as heaven and earth!

Fan Wu spoke very calmly, without a trace of anger.

It was hard to detect much fluctuation in his voice.

But...

That was what made him all the more intimidating!

It was like the calm before the storm of a torrential downpour!

The bit of courage that the soldier had finally gathered,

at this instant...

deflated again.

The rest of the Iron Cavalry who had drawn their swords and stepped forward regretted it too.

They had just been thrown around, barely coming to their senses when they saw a comrade pull out a sword, seeming to seek an explanation from the audacious thief.

At that moment, without much thought, their anger prompted them to draw their swords as well.

However,

they realized that drawing their swords might have been a bit hasty.

The formidable presence that assaulted them like Demons and Devils made their palms sweat.

Each of them felt that something was terribly amiss!

Their rational minds told them—they were facing only one man, they were armored and armed, and there were more than a dozen of them, what was there to fear?

Yet their survival instincts told them—don’t make a move! Don’t make a move! Don’t make a move!

As individuals who had crawled and scrambled through battlefields, they decisively chose to trust their survival instincts.

"Indee...indeed it was...it was our fault,"

said the leading soldier, sweating buckets under immense pressure, forcing a rigid smile.

Then, he immediately straightened his face and shouted at the group behind him, "Everyone... put your swords back, what kind of decency is this, waving your weapons around?"

Under the stunned watch of countless citizens of Yinghe Prefecture, they fumbled to sheath their Horse Cutters.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Feeling the odd looks from all around, these Iron Cavalry felt their faces burn with embarrassment. They quickly mounted their horses and retreated down the main road in embarrassment, entering Yinghe Prefecture.

As they left, they didn’t even dare to glance back at Fan Wu!

It was as if there was a major Demon or Devil behind them.

They only wished their horses would sprout four more legs,

to take them far away from that guy,

lest they lose their lives!

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