331 The Main Character Always Appears Last?
However, Qin Huai’s speed was simply too fast. He had taken only two steps when the wild wind that embodied Qin Huai had already reached his opponent.
Boom!
Using the longevity forbidden technique, poison dragon shock, he unleashed a general attack with astonishing power. Anyone who came into contact with it would undoubtedly die.
The fierce battle momentarily stalled as Qin Huai tore open a hole. The remaining eleven people surrounded him, attempting to buy time. Yet, Qin Huai’s endurance proved too great.
Ten breaths, twenty breaths… and finally, fifty breaths later…
He still brimmed with energy. The martial artists of the Thunderbolt Gang, despite their cohesion, could no longer restrain him.
Crack!
Qin Huai seized the last bone pattern realm warrior of the Thunderbolt Gang. He looked at Xiao Guangping, standing on a pavilion not far away, panting.
The once-blazing flames had deepened, and Xiao Guangping sweated profusely. Clearly, charging this move was a massive burden for him. The power of the flame grew stronger, and even the treasured weapon sword in his hand showed signs of melting.
“Qin Huai, today is the day you die,” Xiao Guangping declared fiercely. “For the future of our Thunderbolt Gang, and also for the sake of the outer city!”
If he allowed someone like Qin Huai to keep growing, he would undoubtedly help the Blood Poison Gang rise to even greater heights. Shao Mo already caused them enough trouble; if another person, even more unrestrained, were to join the ranks, how could their Thunderbolt Gang compete?
“This move, even experts with three full patterns will die without a doubt if they receive it,” Xiao Guangping confidently stated.
“Is that so?” Qin Huai replied indifferently, charging straight at him.
“You’re courting death!” Xiao Guangping’s face filled with joy as he watched Qin Huai approach. He raised his long sword slightly, a terrifying power continuing to condense at the blade’s tip. This slash could not miss.
Buzz!
Xiao Guangping’s vision suddenly blurred. Qin Huai’s eyes emitted a dazzling white light, and a terrifying aura instantly erupted from his body.
It traversed more than ten meters and struck Xiao Guangping directly. In an instant, his ears rang, his vision blurred, and his body weakened. The world seemed to turn upside down before him.
“King’s force!” Xiao Guangping suddenly realized, his face pale. Qin Huai’s king’s force was a notch stronger than Hua Yanli’s. How could this be? How was this possible?
He suddenly came to his senses, wanting to hold the long sword in his hand. However, due to his momentary daze, the sword had already smashed toward the ground.
Xiao Guangping’s pupils dilated as the shocking power exploded.
The fire formed a red light spot that instantly expanded hundreds of times, swallowing the entire pavilion beneath Xiao Guangping’s feet. The hailstones, falling like a shower, were burned to ashes the moment they approached the fireball.
As for Xiao Guangping himself, he was completely devoured the moment the power of the long sword exploded. Qin Huai didn’t even hear his scream.
Just like that, a dignified fourth-level bone pattern realm expert had met his end in the restaurant.
The sudden turn of events shook the entire battlefield. Everyone gazed at the destroyed area, dumbfounded.
“Ding! You have collected a [Thunderbolt Blade Technique Essence (Dark Orange)], [Thunderbolt Blade Technique] experience points +50,000!”
Qin Huai picked up the experience points that Xiao Guangping had dropped.
Elsewhere on the battlefield, even though Qin Huai had single-handedly killed more than ten bone pattern experts from the Thunderbolt Gang and the Dark Dragon Gang, his twenty underlings, who were not of the same level, were almost completely wiped out by the two factions.
Only Zhou Cunzhong remained, struggling for his last breath as he stumbled and fled into the distance. He looked around. Most of the Thunderbolt Gang’s main force had perished. There were only a few bone pattern realm leaders left, and the rest were mere blood refinement realm ants.
Boom!
In the distance, the fire raged and the sounds of fighting were chaotic.
Qin Huai frowned slightly. He was very familiar with that place. That was supposed to be the people who would help him complete his fishing mission. They had taken so long to arrive, suggesting that the opponent was well prepared.
Da da da da…
The clear sound of a walking stick hitting the ground could still be heard clearly amid the hailstones.
“Looks like you’ve been surrounded,” an old man with half-white hair and narrowed eyes appeared at the street corner.
Behind him were hundreds of Blood Poison Gang experts. No, at this time, they should be called Mou Jinfu’s trusted aides.
“I thought you wouldn’t show up,” Qin Huai said calmly, looking at Mou Jinfu.
“The main character always appears last.” Mou Jinfu smiled, victory within his grasp. “A young man like you should have enjoyed reading those martial arts stories when you were young. You should know a lot about this kind of plot.”
“What a pity. I didn’t have the money to read those things when I was young,” Qin Huai replied calmly. Both his previous life’s and this life’s childhoods were gray. He had never felt relaxed before. Even his transmigration happened in such an absurd way that he died from working overtime.
“Don’t wait. The reinforcements you’re waiting for won’t come,” Mou Jinfu said leisurely. “The old man wants to use you to fish. He didn’t even take a look at what kind of people his sons were.”