Commanding Wind and Cloud

Chapter 172: Two Level 9 Demon Fighters

Chapter 172: Two Level 9 Demon Fighters

Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost/Udong

Fanta Kunge sighed heavily. It was surely a shame that it had taken Warrick two years to become a Level 9 Demon Fighter. But that was five years ago! Who knew how much he had improved during such a long time? Besides, just a Level 9 Demon Fighter was enough to finish them all off!

"How about breaking through?" Fanta Kunge proposed in a low voice while staring at the Black Wind. "Well, he is too strong! It would still be a long shot even putting us three together..."

Duren Burg nodded in consent! If this man had spent two years on the Level 9 Demon Fighter evolution, it would be too difficult for him to break through the peak! But even if he just reached the peak of the Level 9 Demon Fighter, they still didn’t have a good case since he must have gained more experience and warrior energy in the past five years!

"Breaking through?" Qian Jin looked around all those carriages and goods, "So we just give up the mission?"

Fanta Kunge sighed and answered with another question, "What can we do if we don’t give up? We might succeed if there was a chance for a sneak attack! But now..."

"What do you want to do?" Warrick roared impatiently, "I’ll count to five, and if you don’t move, I’ll just come for you!"

"Let me try. We still have time to initiate a sneak attack if I fail." Qian Jin jumped on a war horse taking an ordinary sword with him. He patted on the horse’s behind as he went out of the circle and shouted against this powerful opponent, "Warrick? Come and prepare to die!"

There was only the hasty and decided click of a horse’s hoof circling around the quiet wilderness! And this manly smothering propaganda sounded particularly clear in this tense air!

Both the Black Wind and the mercenaries were struck dumb by the sudden declaration! For a few seconds, there was only the reckless speech reverberating in their hearts!

Boss Leong tore his thin hair with his both hands and shouted angrily in his heart, "Are you fu*king crazy? Even if you really want to die, let me go turn you in! You running out and provoking them just like this could just get all of us killed!"

Fanta Kunge blankly looked at the shrinking figure. What a presumptuous fellow! He had already known for sure the opponent was a bloodline warrior descendant and had become a Level 9 Demon Fighter more than five years ago! How could he just rush out like that? Did he really think he could rival this powerful adversary? Even if he got something, he was still an ordinary warrior who had not received any training in an advanced academy! Where on earth did he get the courage to fight such a fierce figure?

Warrick sat on the horse dumbfounded but soon he laughed, watching a young warrior out of the ring array waving a dumb blade!

"How long has it been since the last fool clamored for a war?" Warrick sneered, "You little punk, you’re not worth my shot..."

"Afraid already?" Qian Jin leisurely walked over as if he were shopping, "I heard that capturing any head of the top ten bandits would be rewarded by both the Zence Empire and the Demons! I’ve been worrying about my tuition fees these days and here comes your head! Perfect timing!"

Warrick bent over with explosive laughter while some dark murderous intent had already been gathering between his eyebrows! A veteran horse thief relied not only on tyrannical strength but also a deterrent name! When he lost the fierce title, there would be numerous challengers, by whom he might just be killed!

He could do nothing but kill! Only with blood and life could a matchless monument be built! The one Warrick once thought he had already built now shall be challenged by some daring young man!

"Come!" Qian Jin said while playing with the sword tip, "If you don’t have the balls for a one-on-one fight but just hide and give orders, we will just make a desperate attempt and even you strong Black Wind could not avoid the cost of one life or two. Now I give you a chance. If you win, I’ll give way to you and release your members."

The Tenth Leader totally lost his smile! He observed Qian Jin carefully with hook-like eyes! He had almost looked down upon this young man! Just with a few words, the warrior played him and the crew off against each other.

The dozens of mercenaries were not furnishings! There would be casualties in a serious encounter!

Warrick inwardly pondered while stroking his chin, "If I don’t stand out, these pimply, tipsy virgins will definitely laugh at me and play this up when back to headquarters! Then there will be more challenges, and even other leaders will also hold me in in contempt.

"Hayen Brianna, you have to remember! It is me, Warrick, who will break this battle circle down! Don’t take the credit when back to the village!" Warrick slowly moved forward as he dragged his halter.

Under the black metal mask, a pair of bright eyes was measuring the clam young mercenary with great curiosity. How could he keep his composure facing such a high-profile horse thief? Was he too dumb to know how fierce a horse thief could be? Or, he was actually from a strong family which would intimidate one of the Top Ten Bandit Groups in the Frontier!

The Tenth Leader halted his war horse less than fifteen meters away from Qian Jin, turned around and jumped onto the ground! He slightly raised his head, "Come down, a fight on horses is not your thing, right?"

All Mercenaries were surprised! What happened to the heartless Warrick? He had never shown any mercy to his opponents!

A faint coldness flashed past Hayen Brianna’s eyes! Warrick was about to capture the opponent alive! He must have planned to kill this prey little by little in the cruelest way! So he could warn anyone who attempted to challenge him with the fatal consequence!

Qian Jin jumped off the horse without any hesitation! He had never been good on a war horse. He had intended to draw the opponent to chase him while he pretended to flee! Then he could suddenly turn and shoot with a hidden arrow! Now, this strategy had to come to a premature end.

Warrick stood casually and he didn’t even bother to take his waist sword out! What could a warrior student be capable of since he even hadn’t attended a war academy?

While on this side, Qian Jin leveled the blade over his head! His left hand gently held the knife back while he slowly squatted...

Suddenly, a surprise burst out of Hayen Brianna‘s eyes and a shiver ran up Warrick‘s back straight into the brain!

Everyone present was stunned in a second by that gesture! The movement of pulling and hoisting was like a mountain surging into the sky!

The Warrior Power broke out at this moment! A Level 9 Demon Fighter!

Level 9? A Level 9 Demon Fighter? The pinpoint-like pupils behind the mask turned into vertical black lines in a second! Zachery abruptly stood upon the carriage and could no longer hide his surprise! Both Fanta Kunge’s eyes and mouth wide opened at this unbelievable sight! How could a young man, who was not a bloodline warrior and had never attended a war academy before, be a Level 9 Demon Fighter? How could this be?

This is impossible! The same idea quickly flashed in the hearts of the surrounding competent soldiers!

Without any holding back, Qian Jin started all 108 warrior power vertexes to a full rotating cycle. His thighs suddenly swelled up and the body sank accordingly with the bent legs! With another unannounced jump and rush, the sticky earth splashed like a huge blooming black flower! His eyes were full of radiance and the sword was blended with his arms as a whole. The chest was lowered down near the ground and a beast-like growl was heard as the leopard assault scraped with the air! The sword was like the moon on a cold night, split to Warrick aiming at the forehead while breaking through his fierce momentum!

[Cut Tree Eight Strikes]! Qian Jin waved an all-out chop! As the blade wiped the air, it issued a harsh whizz like a child whistling! A flickering coldness mixed with pungent killing intent, revealing the bloody limbs chopped by the experienced war blade!

Two years’ ordeal experience in the Four Seasons Valley had already cultivated the [Cut Tree Eight Strikes] into perfection! Every move of Qian Jin naturally bore killing intent!

"What an aggressive kid!"

Warrick was shocked with a jumping scalp that he instantly played up his bloodline force and the warrior power reached the Level 9 Demon Fighter in a second! His dilated pupils spread numerous black lines around his eye. These thin lines were like tens of thousands of filaments segmenting the whole eyeball as they tried staggering across the entire sphere! They blinked like weird insects!

In a hurry, Warrick drew his knife out and raised it over to the top for a block! The two weapons collided! He immediately felt a strong impact ion his wrist, arm, and shoulder. He inwardly marveled once again and moved to the other side, attempting to unload the overwhelming pressure.

However, Qian Jin was much faster than him as if he had anticipated his next move!

Qian Jin slightly raised his sword using the counterforce of the collision, followed by a strength combination of the waist and body. Once again he waved the knife down.

Warrick could not unload but confront the force face to face! Two warriors once again collided! The metal sparks lit up the sky and the harsh smashing sound spread to the empty distance.

Qian Jin didn’t hesitate for a second after the two strikes hit right on the target! He immediately launched the third chop as if his warrior power wouldn’t need a break!

The veins violent jumped around Warrick’s eye corners! Without time to react on how fast Qian Jin was, he bit down and raised his knife again to resist the attack!

The Fourth! The Fifth! The Sixth... Vertical chop! Cross Chop! Slanting chop! Qian Jin completely broke out after grabbing the initiative! The ordinary war blade was transformed into a dozen rays, enveloping the Tenth Leader in a battle circle from different angles! Groups of colliding-metal fireworks and sounds splashed like a gang fight!