462 Cutting Ties (1/2)
One person had become two people. Ida Tsuruoka and Murano had both fallen into Mo Wen's hands consecutively, one after the other. The two of them were each gravitating in front of Mo Wen on either side as their blood-curdling screams rang out continuously. It was a scene of tragedy…
”Pfft!” Looking at the unbelievable sight before him, Yoshida Ichiro could no longer hold himself back as he coughed out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted. Although he had not fainted, he would have actually rather have fainted. That way, he would not know anything and that was less of a torture than whatever he was currently enduring.
Didn't that Lord Murano have a frightening Cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm? Isn't that the highest ability amongst all ancient martial art practitioners?
How could such a thing happen!
Yoshida Ichiro simply could not understand how a proper master of the Embryonic Breathing realm could be so pathetic in the hands of such a young boy. What happened to that incomparable realm and Cultivation of his? What about that palm that could frighten a hundred people to death?
Yoshida Ichiro was not an ancient martial art practitioner and there were simply too many things that he did not understand. Inside, he was filled with indignance, rage, humiliation, and fear. He had already invited Lord Murano over. Yet, the outcome was still the same. It was as though no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible for him to succeed. It was just as scary as a nightmare.
At the moment, the Mo Wen who appeared innocent with a bright smile was simply an exceptional demon in his eyes.
There were a few ancient martial art practitioners by Yoshida Ichiro's side. One by one, they all seated themselves on the floor. As ancient martial art practitioners of the Devil Saber-kai, they had a deep understanding of just how frightening Lord Murano's Cultivation already was. There were not more than 30 people in Devil Saber-kai who were like Lord Murano, and they all belonged to the higher ranks. Yet, a youth from Hua Xia Country could actually torture him as though he were a toy. Could it be that they were having a nightmare?
The Yamaguchi-gumi side had fallen into complete despair. Meanwhile, the people on the side of the five major influences all had their mouths agape in shock.
”That…” Du Pingsheng pointed to the battleground. He could not believe the battle that he had just seen. It could not even qualify to be called a battle.
Just what exactly had happened? That master of Yamaguchi-gumi was really of the Embryonic Breathing realm, and not just of the Qi Nucleation realm? How could a master with the Embryonic Breathing realm not even last a blow from the opponent, and did not even seem to have any ability to resist the attack? Was there even any difference between the Embryonic Breathing realm and the Qi Nucleation realm?
At the moment, even Du Shengping was in a state of confusion. Everything felt surreal and he was even suspecting if he was dreaming. In fact, it would probably even be difficult to have dreamt up such an absurd scenario.
”Such a scary youth. Who is he even, and why is he so scary?” Yuan Kuang grabbed on to the handrail tightly. His pupils dilated as he started murmuring to himself. He had never seen such a frightening youth before. In fact, he had not even heard of one; not just their aristocratic families, even the longstanding ancient martial art sects had not ever developed such a frightening young master.
This Mo Wen was simply a demon. He was truly in a different world of his own.
”Senior Yuan Kuang, it cannot be that the youth is really…really an ancient martial art practitioner with the Golden Elixir realm, right?” Du Pingsheng swallowed his saliva as he asked in a dry voice. To him, the Embryonic Breathing realm was already legendary. However, it was still an attainable goal, and he had still heard of news of masters with the Embryonic Breathing realm.
However, the Golden Elixir realm was the legend of legends. Sometimes, they even took it that ancient martial art practitioners of this realm did not exist in the first place, as they had not ever heard rumors of any in existence. If there were really ancient martial art practitioners of such a level, they definitely had to be from a different world.
Meanwhile, at the moment, a youth had appeared before their eyes. In fact, he could actually be the legend of all legends. This made him feel a very surreal and absurd feeling well up in his chest. Just what has this world come to?
”Although I have not come across a senior who has achieved the Golden Elixir realm, I can be certain that even a master with the peak of the Embryonic Breathing realm would not be able to defeat an ancient martial art practitioner with the intermediate stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm so easily. No matter how big the difference in Cultivation, it is impossible for such a defeat. Perhaps, only the legendary Golden Elixir realm can achieve such an outcome…” Yuan Kuang sighed and he felt a little desolate within. Such a young boy could actually be a master with the Golden Elixir realm. Meanwhile, he who had trained for his entire life, being so diligent for tens of years, was still stuck in the Qi Nucleation realm. The difference between them was just like the heavens and the earth. Could it be that he was destined to such a bitter life for good?
Du Pingsheng remained silent. Previously, that ancient martial art practitioner with the Embryonic Breathing realm named Murano had already exclaimed in shock that Mo Wen was of the Golden Elixir realm. However, the fact was simply too unbelievable for the people to take in so easily.
On the other side, Widow Wang and Jiang Guhuai had begun to tremble. They had never imagined that the youth called Mo Wen could be so powerful. Even an ancient martial art practitioner with the Embryonic Breathing realm was not a match for him.
Even though they were not ancient martial art practitioners themselves, they knew that accumulation and foundations were very important principles in ancient martial arts. Most of the time, the powerful ancient martial art practitioners were the old people who had trained for tens of years. Yet, how could a young boy like Mo Wen be of such a frightening Cultivation?
”Chairwoman Wang…” Beside Widow Wang, a middle-aged person breathed out lightly. With an attempt to suppress the fear, he said with a cold expression, ”That youth… young senior is a master with the Golden Elixir realm. It is the highest possible realm attainable in ancient martial arts; if he goes against your Red Sparrow Gang, our Li Clan will immediately withdraw all support and we will no longer have any relations whatsoever.”