Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 40 - 39: Picking Prey to Devour, the Slaughter Begins!

Chapter 40: Chapter 39: Picking Prey to Devour, the Slaughter Begins!

After leaving the small town, Su Mu not only covered his face with a scarf but also changed into a night suit. This was to avoid trouble, as if the Black Mountain Army discovered his identity, it would certainly implicate the masters in the town.

Better safe than sorry.

"That guy seems suspicious; you all come with me."

Upon seeing a masked figure emerge from the dense forest, a centurion, whose armor was more advanced than that of the ordinary Black Mountain soldiers, immediately showed a fierce expression. He remembered that earlier, two Black Mountain soldiers were ordered to the forest to ambush those suddenly appearing medicinal farmers, but now the one emerging was a masked figure.

Those two probably ran into trouble.

If this person isn’t one of ours, he’s an enemy!

At this moment, the centurion gestured, and the four or five men around him immediately turned and aimed their blades at Su Mu, who was approaching the battlefield.

"All together, kill him!"

Whizz, whizz!

The four or five soldiers of the Black Mountain Army, with ferocious expressions, quickly slashed through the air with their long sabers. The blade lights were eerie, and even before the long sabers arrived, a murderous aura was felt.

This was Su Mu’s first time participating in a large-scale battle of this magnitude. Such numbers, even if the opponents were all non-Entry Level martial artists or even ordinary people, required extreme caution.

Martial artists are still flesh and blood, unable to be invulnerable. Even trained soldiers wearing armor and wielding sharp blades can encircle and cut down even Grade-Entering martial artists with a flurry of blades.

"Beware the blind blade."

Su Mu took a slight breath, the power inside his body surged, pouring into every inch of his skin, forming a power film covering his body. Now that Su Mu had achieved Great Success in refining force, the power film had considerable defensive power.

This was self-protection insurance.

Su Mu didn’t actually need this film to have very high defensive power; he only needed it to give him a moment of buffer reaction time at critical moments. After all, in this chaotic battle, even with superior five senses, you may dodge obvious attacks, but once thoroughly engaged, the sounds of slaughter will significantly disrupt your senses, making it hard to guard against hidden strikes.

"These people all deserve death!"

Beneath the scarf, Su Mu’s face showed unprecedented coldness. At this moment, his heart harbored a fury and murderous intent difficult to express; only by waging a massacre today could he vent it.

So, kill.

Su Mu followed his inner voice and entered battle mode, his eyes narrowed slightly. The incoming long sabers then appeared to slow down in his eyes. In the next moment, his figure abruptly moved.

Five Animals Qigong, Monkey Play.

A few Black Mountain soldiers immediately sensed a figure swiftly weaving through the blade lights, akin to a nimble mountain old monkey.

"So fast!"

As the long sabers swinging from all directions fell into emptiness, a death omen hung over several individuals without their awareness. Su Mu seized this gap in their missed swings, stepping sharply forward and striking with both fists at the four or five Black Mountain soldiers consecutively.

Bang, bang, bang!

The force entirely infused into his arms, the power was so fierce that it instantly dispelled the surrounding mist. Su Mu’s fists were incredibly fast; the Black Mountain soldiers could only see the movement of Su Mu clenching his fists.

Then, their faces suddenly twisted. Almost simultaneously, several Black Mountain soldiers were struck, the force of the Rock Shattering Fist bursting through the armor, making the soldiers’ cotton armor as fragile as paper.

Crack.

A series of horrifying bone-cracking sounds resounded from the bodies of a few Black Mountain soldiers who stood rigidly in place. Blood sprayed wildly from their mouths, and the next second, their bodies flew backward like broken sacks, heavily crashing to the ground.

Four or five soldiers wearing armor, holding blades, couldn’t last a single round against this masked man.

This was a completely one-sided massacre. The difference in their combat power was not even on the same level!

Seeing this scene, the Black Mountain centurion, who had just waved and ordered Su Mu to be killed, swallowed with a gulp, feeling a chill in his heart. Even though he had cultivated internal power and was a Grade-Entering Refining Power Martial Artist, he knew very well that he was no match for this masked person.

He decisively turned to escape.

But there was no way Su Mu would let him go. In his mind, the image of the brutally murdered Zhou Mountain and several blacksmith masters emerged, causing his murderous intent to surge once more. He punched through the air again.

Suddenly, a violent wind arose on the field.

This was the Gale Fist that Su Mu gained after killing Wu Heng that night. In ten days, Su Mu had already mastered the entry-level, and the ensuing gale made the fleeing Black Mountain centurion pause, and that pause declared his death sentence.

Su Mu executed Startled Sparrow Step, leaping five or six zhang in an instant to close the distance between them, then unleashed a powerful punch.

Bam!

The Black Mountain centurion, an Entry Level martial artist, had his eyes wide open. Without even a chance to scream, his head was blasted by Su Mu’s punch, dying instantly.

After killing a Black Mountain centurion with a single punch, Su Mu flicked his hand to shake off the brain-mixed blood from his fist.

"Even the Black Mountain centurion can’t last a single round against him. Who on earth is this person?"

"I don’t know; his martial arts method is unheard of. But he’s targeting the Black Mountain Army, so he probably has a vendetta against them. He’s not our enemy, so everyone, make sure not to provoke him!"

Seeing Su Mu pouncing into the battlefield like a ferocious tiger ready to devour, even the Cyan Cloud Army soldiers were frightened. Several Cyan Cloud Squad Commanders ordered their men not to provoke this formidable person at all costs.

In the dense forest, a group of medicinal farmers still hadn’t left, each terrified and distraught—some sat paralyzed on the ground, others stood dumbstruck in place. Only one person was an exception: the elder leader holding a bamboo staff watched a figure advancing onto the battlefield with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He memorized this figure deeply in his mind and then calmly awakened everyone, "We shouldn’t stay here long, everyone quickly leave this place."

"Ah, right, let’s leave quickly, let’s get out of here!"

Coming to their senses, several medicinal farmers fled the dense forest along the path Su Mu had just pointed out.

At this moment, in the focal center of the battlefield, it was the turn of the Black Mountain Army’s black-armored strongman to feel anxious. The masked intruder who suddenly broke into the battlefield was a huge variable, reversing the victory scales that originally slanted toward the Black Mountain Army.

That man in black struck ruthlessly, completely ignoring the Cyan Cloud Army’s people, as if he were blinded by bloodlust, focusing solely on slaughtering their Black Mountain Army people.

In just this short time, nearly twenty Black Mountain soldiers had fallen at the hands of the man in black, and the damn Cyan Cloud Army also noticed this, even starting to cooperate to push the tough bones toward Su Mu’s location.

Su Mu welcomed all comers, dealing with each situation with a single punch.

The saying "blood debt must be repaid tenfold" was by no means empty words!

"Scoundrel, get out of my way!"

The black-armored strongman swung the fine iron whistle stick fiercely towards Qian Wu, but Qian Wu showed no fear and instead wore a smile, gripping his long saber with both hands as he met the attack.

Clang!

Sparks flew, dust kicked up close to half a person’s height at their feet, followed by another deafening metallic collision sound.

The stance of attack and defense shifted.

Now it was Qian Wu’s turn to confidently drag out the fight with the black-armored strongman, aware that as long as his Cyan Cloud soldiers cooperated with the masked man in black to slaughter all Black Mountain rebels on the battlefield, victory would be theirs!

Bang!

Flesh and blood flew, as Su Mu once again punched and killed another person, all the while monitoring the duel between the black-armored strongman and Qian Wu with his peripheral vision. His powerful comprehension quickly helped him grasp the martial arts techniques of the black-armored strongman while fighting.

Su Mu had not yet deployed his true killer move; all of this was reserved for that guy.

"The black-armored strongman, the one Uncle Li mentioned who smashed the door of the shop... the one who killed Master Zhou is this guy."

"Don’t worry; your time will come soon."

Su Mu’s eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent undisguised.

The black-armored strongman felt the relentless gaze of the man in black from outside the arena, along with that intense killing intent, feeling shocked and uncertain, as if he hadn’t provoked this guy before.

"No, this can’t go on anymore."

The black-armored strongman watched as another subordinate was slaughtered by the man in black and immediately fumed with rage, his tiger eyes glaring furiously, uttering a furious roar.

"Those who block me will die!"

The black-armored strongman’s arm muscles subtly bulged, lifting the fine iron whistle stick in a manner akin to Mount Tai crashing down, and swung fiercely at Qian Wu. Qian Wu sensed something amiss but had no choice but to steel himself and brace for the impact.

Clang!

After withstanding this strike, Qian Wu’s internal qi and blood power trembled, emitting a muffled groan, while the long saber in his hand buckled under the strain, directly breaking during this collision.

The power emitted from both clashing propelled the broken blade outward, simultaneously killing the Black Mountain soldiers and Cyan Cloud soldiers engaged in battle.

The black-armored strongman named Hongshan was born with extraordinary brute strength; he apprenticed under a ranger in his youth, later became a bandit leader claiming the mountain as his dominion, and then joined the Black Mountain Army as a centurion to evade capture by the government.

Although he had only experienced single bone forging, the heavy fine iron armor combined with his brute strength allowed him brief exchanges with martial artists undergoing second bone forging.

After repelling Qian Wu with a single stick, he coldly glanced at Qian Wu before relinquishing pursuit, instead heading straight toward Su Mu.

These brothers were his subordinates during his bandit days, most having shared life-and-death experiences, and witnessing nearly twenty of them being killed by Su Mu made his eyes bulge with fury.

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

The iron armor on the black-armored strongman weighed over a hundred pounds, and as he marched towards Su Mu, it emitted a resonant clang, each step making the earth tremble.

Screech!

The fine iron whistle stick dragged along the ground, producing a piercing metallic friction sound, sparks flying everywhere.

"You deserve to die!"

Hongshan, like an enraged black bear, charged forward, instantly closing in on Su Mu. The fine iron whistle stick that dragged on the ground suddenly swung around with the momentum of ten thousand pounds, descending like a giant windmill.

The whistle stick brought forth a gust akin to a roaring beast, rattling all others engaged in combat nearby.

Such a powerful and heavy strike made even the watching Qian Wu’s heart tremble with fear, his arms going numb, and he urgently voiced a reminder.

"Knight, watch out!"