Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World-Chapter 169 - 113: Helian Tie Lan! Intercepting halfway!_3

Chapter 169: Chapter 113: Helian Tie Lan! Intercepting halfway!_3

However, Gu Sheng never truly placed his hopes on achieving merit through archery.

Right now, all he wanted was to intercept Wang Chong.

Almost immediately after releasing an arrow, Gu Sheng’s legs alternated in motion, sprinting like a thunder-stricken panther toward Wang Chong to kill him.

His gaze was icy, his voice low:

"The one who will kill you."

Wang Chong’s thoughts raced within his mind, but he couldn’t recall offending such a skilled expert. From the posture and speed of this man’s movements alone, it was clear he was a master of leg skills, with cultivation at least at the Blood Refining Realm.

"Sir, maybe there’s some misunderstanding? I don’t recall there being any enmity between us!"

Wang Chong said, his nerves on high alert. The closer Gu Sheng advanced, the deeper Wang Chong felt the oppressive aura, which left him faintly horrified. He realized this person’s cultivation was likely above his own. Seeing as his Wolf Fang Club was not at hand, he feared he might be outmatched.

"Stop wasting breath. Prepare to die!"

Gu Sheng stomped on a tree trunk, causing the leaves to sway before using the force to leap up into the air like a roc spreading its wings. The muscles in his leg bulged like iron columns as he prepared to test the might of his Perfect Flying Thunder Leg on Wang Chong.

Whoosh!

The fierce leg wind ripped through the air like a massive iron whip lashing out, making Wang Chong involuntarily tense.

"Did you really think I’d fear you?!"

He shouted, his arm muscles surging as his qi blood power filled them, instantly causing his arms to swell. One hand slapped at Gu Sheng’s whipping leg, while the other formed a claw aimed to tear apart Gu Sheng’s throat.

Gu Sheng’s eyes gleamed sharply.

In mid-air, his body spun while his legs unleashed a series of kicks, bursting with qi blood power. The terrifying force echoed like thunder.

Wang Chong’s expression shifted.

He felt as though his palm had struck not flesh and bone, but a steel pillar. The overwhelming force caused his body to involuntarily retreat, his palm flushed with soreness while the reverberating shock spread up his arm, leaving behind an aching sensation.

A shadow flashed as Gu Sheng lightly tapped his toes for leverage before launching another kick.

By now, Gu Sheng had roughly gauged Wang Chong’s strength—Blood Refining Realm Small Success. If this were two years ago, he might have needed to look up to Wang Chong; now, however, he found him utterly unimpressive.

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The sound of an explosive qi force erupted. Wang Chong’s right arm went up to block, but a faint *crack* could be heard as the immense force struck, lightly fracturing his right arm bone.

Wang Chong’s figure flew backward, crashing into the forest.

Enraged, he widened his eyes as his qi blood power roared to life, assuming a stance as though he was ready to fight Gu Sheng to the death.

Yet in the next moment—

Under Gu Sheng’s slightly startled gaze, Wang Chong suddenly turned and fled!

He had absolutely no intention of continuing the life-or-death struggle; his previous stance was merely a feint, meant to deceive and buy time for retreat.

Wang Chong inwardly roared:

"Where on earth did this expert come from?! Why did he suddenly attack me? This level of assault—at least Blood Refining Realm Great Success!"

"Could he be one of Liu Yuanhu’s men?"

He sprinted desperately, activating his qi blood power to its peak, fleeing as if his life depended on it.

Gu Sheng shook his head and chuckled. A bit clever, perhaps, but against absolute strength, it was futile.

With a single stomp of his foot, Gu Sheng’s figure shot forward like lightning.

In just a few breaths, he had already caught up to Wang Chong.

The qi blood power surged like smoke rising to the heavens as Gu Sheng unleashed his full strength, sending a leg flying forward like thunder piercing the skies, lightning suddenly flashing. Wang Chong turned back in shock, responding with his fists, wholly unprepared for Gu Sheng’s speed.

The roaring qi blood smoke sent his heart trembling.

Bone-breaking sounds rang crisp and clear—this time, Wang Chong’s entire arm was shattered, hanging limply at his side. Gu Sheng showed no mercy as his iron leg sliced through the air, whipping toward Wang Chong’s skull.

Wang Chong’s eyes widened in horror, frantically shouting:

"Spare me! Hero, spare me! I’m still useful!"

Gu Sheng’s eyes flickered with a trace of thought as his leg ruthlessly struck the nearby tree trunk, shattering its bark and sending splinters flying. The chilling wind forced Wang Chong to swallow nervously, unable to imagine what would’ve happened had that kick landed on his head.

Gu Sheng coldly stared at Wang Chong:

"You better be telling the truth."

His face was devoid of emotion, entirely unmoved. He’d never intended to kill Wang Chong so easily anyway; after observing him secretly for so long, he was curious about the man and whom he was waiting for.

This person reappearing in Canghe County after more than two years, combined with his sensitive identity as part of Yun Province’s defeated army, naturally aroused suspicion.

"Hero, spare me! Spare me! I promise to answer every question, leaving nothing unsaid!"

Wang Chong lowered his head submissively.

Suddenly, he flung a handful of dirt toward Gu Sheng’s face, with a short dagger appearing out of nowhere in his hand, stabbing toward Gu Sheng’s abdomen.

His eyes flashed viciously—the nature of dealing with such a ruthless opponent meant placing no hope in their mercy.

His outward submission was merely a tactical ploy.

In truth, it was nothing but an attempt to seize an opportunity.

At this distance, leg skills couldn’t be fully utilized, giving him a slight advantage.

Gu Sheng’s figure retreated, avoiding the dirt flung at his face. His eyes turned icy cold.

"Still need proof before you shed tears for the coffin, huh?"

Of course, Gu Sheng had no intention of trusting Wang Chong so easily. The dirt trick was useless—seeing Wang Chong move in for a close-range stab, Gu Sheng calmly swung his right fist, seemingly ordinary, yet charged with an overwhelming qi blood force that sent shivers down one’s spine.

Buzz!

The domineering fist wind struck Wang Chong’s dagger, accompanied by a cracking sound as the dagger was forcefully shattered. The residual energy carried forward, barreling into Wang Chong’s chest.

Like a cannonball, Wang Chong’s body collided with a tree trunk, coughing up blood repeatedly.

"S-Spare me..."

His eyes were filled with terror, unwilling to believe that this person’s fist skill was even more ferocious than his leg technique.

Gu Sheng didn’t respond.

His legs delivered swift kicks, prompting the horrific sound of bones shattering across Wang Chong’s limbs. Agonized screams erupted as his body distorted, teeth falling out entirely.

Gu Sheng coldly gazed at Wang Chong, lifting him up like a dead dog.

The scene was eerily familiar.

Interrogation—something he had a decent grasp of.